Whether it is improper or not, Chen Yuansheng has already made a decision before entering the pawnshop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unsuitable.

Why not? It's simple, as simple as the principle of this tall counter.

Who has nothing to do with ordinary people to come to the pawnshop? Coming to the pawnshop is bound to be urgent and difficult.

A little reasoning leads to a conclusion, pawnshops are depressing.

In this case, why did Chen Yuansheng still come to the pawnshop? That's because he didn't know how much the gold was worth, and he didn't know how much gold was exchanged for coins.

Chen Yuansheng took back the gold, left the pawnshop, and left without hurrying. Walking down the street at a slightly slow pace, occasionally looking at this and that. But the details are appropriate, and there is no particularly long delay.

"There's a pawnshop up front." Chen Yuansheng was afraid that Wang Er would be suffocated, so he said to him.

When I entered the pawnshop, it was still a high counter, a casual attitude, and the gold was worth one dollar and three cents in this house, and it was seven hundred and eighty wen for life, and it was consistent for death.

Chen Yuansheng memorized the numbers and went to the last pawnshop in the west of the city that he had just heard.

After walking through the three pawnshops, the pattern of the entire Xinyang City was also imprinted in Chen Yuansheng's heart.

There are a total of five rice shops in the city, among which Liao Kee rice shop in the city has the best reputation. One is because the people who sell are all users in the city, and the other is that the shopkeeper of the Liao family is a reader.

Through the efforts of the Sui, Tang and Song dynasties, the power of the gate valve was greatly weakened, and the status of intellectuals who could become officials became higher and higher.

Even a scholar who has not achieved fame will be supported by the public.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the identity of an ordinary scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty is like the status of a college student when New China University did not expand its enrollment.

Xiucai is higher than undergraduates, close to key undergraduates.

It is equivalent to a master's degree or a doctorate.

Jinshi can be said to be an expert professor.

However, the Northern Song Dynasty was different from New China. Its education system, the people it cultivates, and the final way out are in the bureaucratic system.

The aura of intellectuals, plus the aura of bureaucrats. The intellectuals of the Northern Song Dynasty were more respected than the university students of New China.

No one wants to offend a scholar. Even if he is very depressed and humble now. Who knows if he will be in high school next year and become a big official the year after.

When the time comes, when the terrible giant hand is pressed down, it will be too late to regret it.

Therefore, although Chen Yuansheng was dressed in a down-to-earth manner, wearing a pair of broken straw sandals. However, the people he asked were still kind to him.

After all, respecting and complimenting you now will not lose a piece of meat, and if you don't respect and compliment now, you may lose your life in the future.

Weigh the price of the two before and after, or choose to be respectful and flattering.

Returning to the east of the city to find Li Bo, Chen Yuansheng directly took Li Bo to Liao Ji Rice Shop.

Why don't all Mi Xing take a walk, one is not enough time, and the other is that the degree of necessity is not very high.

Pawnshops are such things, except for pawnshop-related people, basically don't say anything good. And the rice line can be roughly measured according to the evaluation of good and bad.

When I came to Liao Kee Rice Shop, the façade was not large, and like most shops in this era, there were shops in front and warehouses in the backyard.

Chen Yuansheng entered the pawnshop and said directly to the guy, "May I ask where your shopkeeper is?" ”

"Who are you?" The guy didn't dare to slack off when he saw the scholar's dress, and hurriedly asked.

Chen Yuansheng didn't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, he flickered and bragged about himself, he said directly, "I want to talk to your shopkeeper, I have heard of the name for a long time, is it convenient?" ”

"I'll ask you!" After the man finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the courtyard.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a turban and a plain loose robe slowly walked out of the inner courtyard.

"You're looking for me?" The middle-aged reader asked.

"Yes." Chen Yuansheng replied.

"What's the matter with me?"

"I want to buy some rice."

"The rice shop is all rice, why bother looking for me?"

"There is something unspeakable, so I can only ask Brother Liao to come out."

"No money?"

"I don't have any money, but I have this." After Chen Yuansheng finished speaking, he squeezed out the golden beans from his belt and handed them to the middle-aged scholar.

Scholars don't want to talk about money, but middle-aged scholars, after all, are businessmen. He took the gold, looked at the luster, pinched the softness and hardness, and asked the guy next to him to take it to weigh it.

After the guy finished measuring it, he whispered a few words to the middle-aged reader, and the middle-aged reader said, "This golden bean weighs one or two or four dollars, and it is worth 1,500 yuan." How much food does Brother Xian want to buy? ”

Chen Yuansheng, who didn't know when he became a middle-aged scholar, looked at the wooden sign inserted in the grain with 400 wen per stone, pointed to the rice and asked, "I want to buy four stone rice." ”

The middle-aged scholar looked at the rice, looked at Chen Yuansheng, looked up and down, and did not mention the price of rice, "There is a poetry meeting in Daming Lake in the middle of the month, I don't know if the virtuous brother can come, this poetry meeting is the largest poetry meeting at the intersection of Jinghu South, Jinghu North, and Jiangnan West Road." ”

Chen Yuansheng searched his memory and found that he still remembered a lot of Tang and Song poems in his mind, even if he really chanted the poems correctly, he probably wouldn't come back to show his timidity, so he nodded, "Brother Liao invited, how can it be reasonable not to go?" ”

The middle-aged scholar laughed heartily a few times, and took out an invitation card from his cuff, "I will wait for the virtuous brother then." ”

Just as the two of them were chatting, there were suddenly several loud noises outside the store.

The guy came in in a panic and whispered a few words, and the middle-aged scholar methodically arranged for other guys to carry rice to Li Bo's car.

Seeing that Mi finished moving, he said to Chen Yuansheng, "Brother Xian, there is something to deal with for my brother." ”

Chen Yuansheng said a few polite words, and followed behind the middle-aged scholar with a little curiosity.

He craves any information of this era.

Outside the rice shop, there was a man dressed as a peasant, who fell to the ground and cried. When he saw the middle-aged scholar, he quickly crawled over, hugged his thighs and cried, "Liao Dashan, there is really no food at home, the old and the young, can you borrow some food?" ”

His voice attracted the attention of many people, and people passing by pointed at him.

The middle-aged scholar who was called Liao Dashanren had an expressionless face, waited for a while and said, "Two buckets of rice, thirteen out of ten." ”

"Thank you Liao Dashanren, Liao Dashanren, you are my reborn parents!" The farmer holding his thighs thanked excitedly, his voice was so loud and his tone was exaggerated that people from near and far could hear it.

"Liao Dashan is really a good person!"

"Yes, Liao Dashan, Dashan!"

The onlookers talked one after another.

The middle-aged scholar came back to his senses, saw Chen Yuansheng, bowed slightly and said, "There was a farce, which made the virtuous brother laugh." Brother Xian frowned, do you have doubts? ”

"Thirteen out of ten, will the interest be too high?" Chen Yuansheng asked.

"Thirteen out of ten return high? Others return out of nine, and they don't borrow anything from eight! Who knows if the lent grain will be recovered? ”

Someone heard Chen Yuansheng's question, and Liao Dashan was indignant.