Spring is bright, everything is recovering, it is time to go to bed early and get up early to exercise, but Lu Hanqiang's early rise is not because of exercising and rushing early, but because he was awakened by the loud shouting outside the door.

"What's going on? Dashilar Market has moved to our doorstep? Why didn't Shuntianfu say hello to himself? We're an official. ”

got up depressed, put on his clothes and opened the door, but he almost collided with the third uncle, "What's the matter, third uncle, is the tattered market open to our door?" When did this happen? ”

The third uncle smiled bitterly: "Master, just go and take a look, this is too unusual." ”

Lu Hanqiang tidied up his clothes and walked to the door with a smile, "It's just a requirement of urban planning, we have to think about the overall situation, we can't be for the benefit of our family, we will become this Ming nail household, we-" When he said this, Lu Hanqiang was completely shocked.

I saw that in the faint morning light, I slipped in front of my door and stretched out, it was densely packed with all kinds of broken furniture, in the meantime, there were pots and pans, old clothes and rotten clothes were full of thorns, the house slaves in Tsing Yi, and the maids with flowers and branches were selling hard, but at this time, I saw the seller but not a pedestrian employer.

Looking to the left, a guy dressed like a flower child, but with a fat head and big ears, was standing on the steps of Lu Hanqiang's door and shouting hard, this is familiar, Lu Hanqiang looked at it carefully, ha, I recognized it, isn't this the right waiter of the household?

"Sell, sell, sell, sell, come and see." At this time, a Qingyue voice sounded again on Lu Hanqiang's left, and when he turned his head suddenly, he saw a soldier in old clothes, shouting hard in front of a pile of jars and jars.

"Take a walk, stand and stop, stop and take a look, the tables, chairs and benches here are all emptied, especially I also sell my mother's big bed, this is a real antique, it is my mother's mother's mother's mother, and I brought it to our house as a dowry." This is the imperial history of the Metropolitan Inspectorate.

"You are old-looking, this is really Duanyan, I was admitted to the Jinshi of Wanli for forty years with this, you buy it and go home, then you can definitely be admitted to the top prize." A high-ranking person in the Hanlin Academy was selling his inkstone to a young man of Honglu Temple who was also a seller next to him, "Also, also, if you buy this pen back, then you will use it as your children and grandchildren, and you will definitely have three yuan, not expensive or expensive, only five hundred silver." ”

"What? Five hundred silver? My bronze urinal in the Western Zhou Dynasty is only fifty taels, why are you so expensive? ”

"No, I want so much, that's because the silver you sell is with a love, I will donate the proceeds from the sale to the disaster area, so that Lord Lu Hanqiang and Lord Lu will take it to save the people of Shanxi, therefore, this is half trading, half fundraising, see, how about it?"

At this time, another official Langzhong stood on a stool and shouted loudly: "My ancestor handed down a house, the location is excellent, close to the imperial city, and now it is sold at a low price, and those who are interested are negotiable." ”

There are even a few petty officials, kneeling on the street, pretending to be beggars, holding a rice bowl and crying, "To help the emperor to raise funds for relief in Shanxi Province, please give some alms to the old and young masters along the street." ”

As soon as the two came out, the audience was shocked, and at this time, a person pretending to be a writing stall said loudly: "Can the relationship be like this? Am I not left behind? As he spoke, he looked left and right, but there were no props, so he lifted the inkstone and looked at his head, and the blood flowed at that time, and then he immediately lay down beside the two beggars, wailing and screaming: "Okay, okay, because I don't have the money to raise money for disaster relief for that Lord Lu, I was beaten like this by him, I beg you, throw a few dollars and let me get through the difficulties." ”

Lu Hanqiang stood on the steps, looking at the dilapidated market in front of his courtyard where almost all the officials of the court department gathered, and he smiled secretly in his heart, "Haha, here, this is really a disaster relief performance." ”

"My son, what's the matter?" At this time, the mother also came out, looking at the abandoned market that suddenly appeared outside the door, looking at the loss.

"Mother, you go back to the house, it's nothing, it's just a charity performance."

"What kind of charity performance, has this become a performing arts venue?" The mother was even more confused, looking at the neighbor who was sticking out her head in the corner of the street, and she didn't understand Lu Hanqiang's explanation.

"It's nothing, but this charity performance is not for you, nor for the people, but for my son and me, and for today's saints, and it has nothing to do with you." Then he looked at his mother's understanding look, and said without worry: "Actually, this clown performance is just fifteen years in advance, fifteen years later, these pickled things are in front of you regardless of the country, and this ugly drama will be staged a hundred times more lively than this, and a hundred times a thousand times the next work." ”

The mother understood a little at that time, nodded, and walked to the yard accompanied by the moon slave.

Lu Hanqiang also wanted to go back, but at this time, he didn't know who it was, but he seemed to suddenly see Lu Hanqiang, so he shouted: "Master Lu is coming out." Immediately, all the shouting stopped, but in an instant, the pot was fried again, and all the people flocked up, holding the Xizhou urinal in their hands, the Duan Yan in the middle, and the clothes of the ancestors, and surrounded Lu Hanqiang at once, shouting for Lu Hanqiang to buy it.

A waiter from the Criminal Department carried a bamboo basket with a few broken bowls in the bamboo basket, and stepped forward to grab the corner of Lu Hanqiang's clothes: "Lord Lu, this official has been an official for many years, has always been poor, and has never been greedy for ink, you also know that that little money is really not enough to support expenses, no, my mother took her insiders, begging along the street every day, and yesterday she got the Holy Edict to raise donations to all officials to help the victims, I love the people wholeheartedly, how can I not set an example?" I heard that Lord Lu's newspaper was making money every day, so he brought the food of his mother, wife and children, hoping that Lord Lu would donate generously and buy these things so that he could raise enough for the emperor's disaster relief. "Speaking of which, it's already crying, it's better to live than to die,

With him taking the lead, all the people rushed up, surrounded Lu Hanqiang, and asked Lu Hanqiang, the big financier, to buy it, so as to fulfill his response to the emperor's call.

Lu Hanqiang laughed, really smiled, this time he showed his eight snow-white teeth again, which made everyone scared for a while, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to entangle with Lu Hanqiang.

"Everyone, everyone, I thank you for your patriotism and love for the people, if you say that I am making money every day, but I also said it in the past."

With just such a sentence, Steward Zhang, who was standing in the door and had just rushed over, stumbled, his head really hit the door frame, and he wailed in his heart: "My host, don't you see, these people are all coming for you?" Are these people trying to make you ugly? The most correct way for you should also be to cry poor with them, why are you so generous? I don't think you can get down this step. And then he didn't care about the one more head that grew on his head, but he couldn't think of two heads, how to calm the matter.