Chapter 51: Two-sleeved breeze Qin high-ranking official

Naoro Tsuri......

When Qin Shaoyou inquired, he felt a little better.

This belongs to the loose officials, and from the sixth grade, it seems that it is okay for himself.

It's a pity that it is only a loose official, and a loose official is a level, and Qin Shaoyou is still an assistant teacher from the eighth grade, which is equivalent to a section chief at a certain division level in later generations. In other words, he enjoys the treatment of Naolang, and he still works as a teaching assistant.

Of course, this is not without benefits, at least in the four schools, compared to those teaching assistants who are at most seven-rank scattered officials, his level is still very high, and invisibly, he has become a ...... Two...... Three...... Four...... Five, six, seven, that's right, at least the seventh-in-command of the four disciplines, except for the doctor, he is the biggest.

"Tsk...... The seventh-in-command ......" Qin Shaoyou had to comfort himself in his heart: "At least I can count it on two hands, hey...... Still a little melancholy. ”

As for the silver turtle bag, it made Qin Shaoyou a little confused.

The silver turtle bag should have been called the silver fish bag, and when the current holy emperor ascended the throne, he secretly told her surname Wu, Xuanwu, that is, the turtle, and then the fish was a turtle. In short, those who are eligible to wear silverfish bags must be officials above the fifth grade, so an unbelievable thing happened to Qin Shaoyou.

He wears a turtle bag of the fifth grade, and enjoys the treatment of the sixth grade, but he does the things of the eighth grade.

"It seems...... It's a little bit unscientific. ”

"But ......" Qin Shaoyou happily put the silver turtle bag on his waist, and suddenly felt that he had a little more powerful and extraordinary temperament, people rely on clothes, officials rely on turtles, and the high-end atmosphere is high-end.

Qin Shaoyou had fun, and he enjoyed it for two days in a row, and two days later, the results of the three schools were released, and then Qin Shaoyou's poems also spread.

Luoyang was in an uproar.

The results of the four schools in previous years have always been at the bottom of the three universities, but this time, it is growing against the trend, and the new assistant teacher Qin Shaoyou is naturally the biggest variable among them.

As for the difficulty of the two songs, they caused a sensation for a while, so that the entire Luoyang was frantically copied, resulting in the expensive paper in Luoyang.

It is necessary to know that these two poems are the most easy to resonate with, whether they are ministers or ordinary scholars, they are all human beings, and they have human nature, and the biggest feature of human nature is that it is not easy to be satisfied with the status quo, such as those scholars who are disappointed in the imperial examination, how can they despise themselves? Who doesn't think he has talent, but he has repeatedly fallen off the list, his ambitions can't be displayed, he can't get the king's attention, seeing this song is difficult, tears suddenly fell like rain, wet clothes, thinking of his fate, the three words of the difficult road penetrated his heart, and when he finished reading the whole poem, he didn't know how much emotion he had.

Even those powerful people who are noble ministers, although they are rich from all over the world, and they enjoy endless glory and wealth, and a few people are content, they are also moved by this poem.

Qin Shaoyou...... This name is remembered in the bottom of people's hearts, so that people forget that he was once a cook, and no one dares to arrogantly accuse Qin Shaoyou of not learning and not knowing.

The six doctors who had returned home in disgrace were no longer noticed, and they had become laughing stocks. Coupled with Qin Shaoyou's sudden promotion to Tongzhilang and the gift of the Silver Turtle Bag, Qin Shaoyou suddenly became hot.

Countless door stickers were transferred to Qin Shaoyou's hands through the four sects, this one was invited to the banquet, that one was to be consulted, and there were also some high-ranking wealthy families who were willing to come into contact, such as today's Hubu Shangshu Wu Chenghei, as well as Princess Taiping, who is said to have just been widowed, and even the imperial envoy to Junchen.

Qin Shaoyou's head suddenly became big, and he was not a good person to invite himself to dinner. That Wu Chenghei is the nephew of the Holy Emperor, but he has a bad reputation and nepotism, how good can it be? Then there is Princess Taiping, it is said that the concubine has just been convicted, and the family has been cut down, the reason is very simple, the Holy Emperor feels that this family is not worthy of his daughter, and Her Royal Highness the princess has just regained her freedom, although the current Princess Taiping has not really started to make a big splash of male favors, but there are still criticisms. As for Lai Junchen, it is even more needless to say.

But after thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on me that in these years, the more notorious people are, the more they have to be vassals and elegant, which is called a talented man with a beast; On the other hand, those noble ministers in the DPRK and China are already famous all over the world and praised by everyone, do you still need you to accompany them?

Qin Shaoyou smelled a hint of a not-so-good smell, olive branch, did they throw it, but did they go or not?

If you go, after the brothers are good, although they will not burn yellow paper to be brothers, but while the iron is hot, they will have to be other people's dogs, and it will be easy to progress, but the reputation will not get better, and it will be a shame.

But if you don't go, you will inevitably lose face.

Qin Shaoyou was entangled.

Of course, the worse news was that Qin Shou came over to him with a bitter gourd face: "Cousin, the restaurant has no money." ”

"No money? How can there be no money, isn't business very good these days? Hearing this, Qin Shaoyou's heart began to bleed.

Qin Shou said pitifully: "You think, although the business is good, but after all, it is only a few runs a day, and if you throw away the expenses, it is only three hundred yuan in the account, since my cousin became an official, especially as a Tong Zhilang, his reputation is big, but the expenses are also big, this time people post, the pen and ink cost money, the cousin thinks that it is inconvenient to go out and move around with people in the future, and he also hired a sedan chair, raised two sedan chair drivers, and ...... A few clothes, all of them satin......"

Qin Shaoyou took a deep breath, he muttered for a long time, but in the end, he mysteriously pulled Deng Jian aside and said, "I thought about it carefully, it is difficult to be a Qing official, it is as difficult as the sky...... And being a corrupt official is always a little embarrassing, but a talented person like me must always live, so that he can do more beneficial things for the country and the people, so he learns from the pain, or ...... Ahem...... The right should be for the sake of the common people in the world, do you know, what means do these doctors and teaching assistants have to get kickbacks? ”

Deng Jian pinched his teeth and said lazily: "Teaching assistant, teaching assistant deserves to be poor, not poor is called teaching assistant?" All officials have kickbacks to eat, but the teaching assistant ...... Well...... Haven't heard of it. ”

Qin Shaoyou was furious and grabbed his shirt: "Return my chicken!" ”

Deng Jian smiled bitterly: "It's all in the pit." ”

Qin Shaoyou trembled with anger, and finally calmed down, he thought about it carefully, spending money is nothing more than opening up sources and reducing expenditure, don't think about throttling, the 'senior' cadres with silver turtles, could it be that they still patch and go out? The key is still open source, such as the business of the Spring Restaurant is good, but the business is good, there are many people hired, and the people who come here to eat and drink are ordinary people, and the expenses of a few or dozens of dollars are alive and pushed themselves to the road of no return for greedy ink.

So......

Qin Shaoyou said unwillingly: "If you want to make money, you want to make a lot of money!"

Restaurants must carry out industrial upgrading, and can no longer count on a group of mud legs.

He pondered and meditated, and on a misty morning, he finally made a plan.

In fact, if you want to squeeze into the high-end catering industry, the first thing is to establish an image, the second is to make some internal changes, improve the grade, and most importantly, attract high-end customers.

What kind of person is the highest-end.

He squinted his eyes and made a small calculation.

And then...... He made a difficult decision.

Wine and dine someone.

geming is not a dinner party, but to mix officialdom and make money, you have to start from inviting guests to eat.

As for the guests, he has already thought about it, since it is a high-end crowd, it happens that he has a lot of door stickers in his hands that can be used.

Didn't they want to be elegant?

Qin Shaoyou had already written more than thirty prayer posts in two hours, and then asked Deng Jian to send them out, which was a sigh of relief.

On such an early morning, the dawn of dawn first appeared, Qin Shaoyou pushed open the window, and the warm sun fell on his handsome face, he raised his long eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that his spirit had been sublimated, and he was an official for thousands of miles just for money, and my Qin assistant teacher was equipped with a silver turtle, but he was a two-sleeved breeze, and he had been an official for several months, and he had never taken a stitch from the people, and in the end he had to work two jobs alone to fill his stomach, admire, really admire, Gu Zhijunxian, probably nothing more.

He was so enthusiastic about poetry that he spread out the pen and ink in the house, and wrote a limerick poem of 'being an official is not for the sake of fame, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes', and then his heart was bleeding again.

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