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The shopkeeper came back from going to the toilet, gently blew out the oil lamp on the desk, and lay down on the bed again, but because he woke up a little too many times in one night, he had no sleep now, and chatted with his wife: "Tomorrow, Lord Li will entertain the political envoy Lord Zhou, and a few literati students, why do you have to be careful tomorrow, and you must not offend Lord Li and them." ”

The wife of the boss of Fumanlou snorted and said impatiently: "I know, I know, you have been talking to me about this since this afternoon, you have counted how many times you have said it, you, you, everything is good, but it is too annoying to nag." ”

The boss of Fumanlou is very much like a poor and shabby scholar, although after so many years of training, he has long been free of the sour and rotten atmosphere of those scholars, but he always likes to talk about a small thing, just like the scholars of this era, who read the Four Books and Five Classics all day long.

The shopkeeper of Tianxianglou often helps beggars, and the boss of Fumanlou is the same, in the first half of his life, like many depressed scholars at that time, he was poor and did not eat.

In fact, he was also a scholar back then, he repeatedly failed the imperial examination, and after ten years of being a talent, he could only give up the unrealistic dream in his heart and do something serious in a down-to-earth manner.

In the second year of Guangxu, he first worked as an ordinary teacher in a primary school in Fuzhou, but he had no interpersonal relationships, nor did he have any rich family property, and the salary of a small teacher was really not enough to support him and his wife.

Although he was very serious in class, he devoted his heart and soul to each of his students, teaching them the Four Books and the Five Classics, and teaching them his own experience in failing scientific examinations, but it was useless, many of his students were children of poor families, and they might still be in class today, and they would have to work in the fields tomorrow, or they would follow their parents to carry goods and sell them along the streets and alleys.

Few of the children of rich families like to study, because even if they fail to pass the exam, they can continue to live a carefree life by inheriting their father's business.

Children from poor families want to study, but they can't, and children from rich families don't want to study, but they are forced by their parents who want their son to become a dragon.......

But no matter what kind of parents it is, hoping for a son to become a Chan will never change, but in that era, identity and background have already decided everything.

Your grandfather is a tenant and your father is a peddler, if there is no accident, then you can only be the same as the previous generation in this life.

Give your best and live the hardest life.

On the contrary, your grandfather is a big businessman, and your father is an official, if there is no accident, then you can only be the same as the previous generation in this life.

Give the least effort and live the best life.

Salted fish turned over?

Do you have an ancestral grave in your family?! Is there a chance of green smoke?

He has been competing with Baguwen all his life, and the boss of Fumanlou, who is not deeply involved in the world, feels that this is very unfair, so he decided to do something, and since then, every day he will take advantage of the night when he has nothing to do, to find his former students, to find those children who want to read but can't read, he likes to see the children's clear, and full of curiosity, so he doesn't care even if he walks more than ten miles.

This is not a tutor, because he is teaching the ways of the sages in the children's books for free, without the slightest fee, he just hopes that his students can succeed in what he can't do.

It's just a simple wish of a down-and-out talent.

But he ushered in a huge resistance, the child's parents.

The parents of those poor children do not want their sons to waste their time on books, learn a trade, and eat enough to get on the road.

Moreover, looking at the thin and shabby teacher in front of him, his own children are studying with him, what if he becomes like this in the future? Every day, I know that I look at a broken book with my arms, and I don't know what he sees, he can eat enough food if he farms well, how many dollars can this teacher get for a month of tired work?

At that time, the boss of Fumanlou didn't understand, why these people didn't allow themselves to teach their children to read, and they could go to the imperial examination and take the meritorious examination after learning the Four Books and Five Classics, even if they couldn't pass the exam, they could also feel the precious wealth left to us by the sages, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, shouldn't these things be understood, you know?

Like many scholars at that time, the thoughts of the boss of Fumanlou were completely imprisoned by the product of the feudal period, the Bagu Wen, and became numb and unconscious.

In that era, some people didn't know Qu Yuan, some people didn't know Li Bai, they only knew Bagu, and they could only speak one mouthful, but they didn't understand anything else.

And later, the boss of Fumanlou finally understood and understood the thoughts of those parents.

When he first became a teacher, the boss of Fumanlou was very happy, because he had just come to Fuzhou, and he was just a country boy before, so he could often hear the sentence "Zhihu also" from his mouth at that time. ”

This seems to tell everyone that he is a literate scholar, and the robe that represents the scholar will always be worn on his body, no matter what, it is always so clean and not stained.

Although at work, his boss would often bully him and make him work more.

Although in life, the local man, in front of his students, laughed at him for being an incompetent waste.

In this regard, he could only smile honestly and use a smile to cover up his embarrassment and loss, but at that time he was still quite proud and proud, because he was a showman, a scholar he thought he would be admired by everyone.

But as the days passed, the boss of Fumanlou became more and more silent, and the people who used to talk about it also became firewood, rice, oil and salt, because his Sage Kong and Sage Zhu couldn't let him eat enough.

In the end, he quit his job as a teacher, took off his scholar's robe, and replaced it with coarse linen clothes, compared to many scholars in that era, the owner of Fumanlou was still lucky, because his father used to be a cook, a cook who cooked for large families in the countryside.

The owner of Fumanlou had learned a few cooking skills from his father before, and he was compulsive.

At that time, these things seemed useless to him, but now, he realized how beautiful this thing was.

Because of it.

You can feed yourself.

........

In front of the frying spoon and the Four Books and Five Classics.

He picked up the sauté spoon.

In front of hunger and the dignity of a scholar.

He let go of the ridiculous dignity.

In the Three Teachings and Nine Streams, he changed from a ninth-rate scholar to a ninth-rate cook.

He lost a lot and gained more.

With the help of chance, more than ten years later, he once again wore a robe, but unlike the previous shabby plain robe, this time, he wore a gorgeous robe that only the rich could wear.

He doesn't have to worry about running out of food tomorrow? What should I do if the rice at home is gone the day after tomorrow?

The owner of Fumanlou was lucky, because he also knew how to be flexible, unlike many scholars in that era, who relied on themselves to win a little fame, such as Xiucai, they were complacent, and looked down on those peddlers and pawns, although they still needed to worry about their livelihoods, although the peddlers and pawns could still have a little spare money and drink nonsense.

When they were on the verge of despair, those sour Xiucai who were imprisoned in their minds would rather starve to death than let go of the Four Books and Five Classics in their hands, and become a low-ranking ninth-rate person they were ashamed of.

This is something that we cannot understand, and it is precisely this kind of thing that makes the Manchu officials become nerds who can only write articles.

But it's not necessarily true that they don't know how to be flexible, because the Four Books and the Five Classics obviously don't teach them how to embezzle, and at this point, they still understand flexibility very well.

This may have to look for the answer in human nature.

If the shopkeeper of Tianxianglou is a cowardly and cowardly bad person, then the boss of Fumanlou is a poor scholar who is submissive, they are all the lowest little people in that era, an inconspicuous little person.

Although the boss of Fumanlou later had money, but the things in his bones will never change, he is very much like a person, a Mr. Lu Xun's Kong Yiji, yes, Kong Yiji is not the embodiment of the vast majority of rotten scholars in that era, the boss of Fumanlou and Kong Yiji, in essence, are the same person, they are all oppressed, and they are all scholars who have been imprisoned in their minds by the feudal era.

It's just that he has more things called luck than Kong Yiji.

........

At this moment, the owner of Fumanlou, who was lying on the bed, asked in a low voice: "I've seen it for a while, how about changing your restaurant to a new place, it's not interesting to open here all the time, anyway, why is there no shortage of guests in our house?" ”

The wife of the owner of Fumanlou, hearing her husband's words, said with contempt and disdain on her bitter face: "You pity the waste at the door, who pities us?" Usually you give food and drink to those who stinky for food, and invite them to come in for dinner, I don't care, why do you still want to cut off your own financial route now, have you read all the books you used to read into the dog's stomach!! ”

"How many hard times have I lived with you before, have I ever said a word of complaint? Now that life has finally improved a little, you want to pretend to be a good person again, and you haven't had enough hard life, right? ”

The boss of Fumanlou, listening to his wife's words, said helplessly: "After all, if you look down and don't see what you look up, it's not easy to do anything." ”

His wife screamed angrily, "Hurry up and sleep your sleep, don't you have to entertain Master Li and them tomorrow." ”

was scolded by his wife, and the boss of Fumanlou didn't dare to say a word more, so he obediently closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Huang Xiaowei stood aside and quietly looked at the vicissitudes of life of the boss of Fumanlou, and the shopkeeper sitting behind the screen with a complicated expression, in their bodies, Huang Xiaowei saw something.

Cowardly.

And cowardice is also human nature.

---------------------------------------------------------------- dividing line, welcome to complain, welcome to complain, prompt, no swearing, no profanity, no personal attacks, no ....... Well, only praise, not scolding.