"Don't want to be an official anymore?" Fang Yun asked.

"I can't be a good person, and I don't like to be a person, at least not now. Zhang Jing'an raised his head slowly, and a pair of dark eyes reflected Fang Yun in front of him.

Fang Yun didn't look at Zhang Jing'an, but looked at the goose feathers and snow outside the window, and his face was calm.

The cold wind howls outside, and the tea inside the house is fragrant.

"I see that you don't have to endure hardships and hardships, you don't have to hone your body, and it's not bad to continue to be a pavilion chief. Maybe you have the opportunity to get an official status, have a rank, and get an official jinshi or something. Fang Yundao.

"I ...... I can't take it. Zhang Jing'an's face was extremely complicated, and this complicated look should not have appeared on the face of an eleven-year-old child.

"Are you sure you want to give up being a civil official?" Fang Yun still looked out the window.

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun, suddenly remembered the old man, and suddenly understood that these two people were strikingly similar, obviously they knew everything, and they made clear prompts, but they still made the wrong choice, compared to these people, they were too young. The pavilion chief was originally fat, and once someone wanted to snatch it, he could be killed by those old fritters at any time.

A sad look flashed in Zhang Jing'an's eyes.

"Sure!" Zhang Jing'an nodded vigorously, knowing that he had no choice.

"Do you remember the person who beat you?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned for a moment, a look of shame appeared on his face, and said, "Of course I remember!" After speaking, he clenched his fists, revealing the anger of a normal child.

"Well, just remember. So, do you remember what I told you before?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an sighed lightly and said, "Remember, you said that if I fail to be a civil official, then you have to choose a career for me." ”

Fang Yun looked out the window and said slowly, "Just remember." Go back to Zhang's Mansion to live first. Tomorrow, change into coarse cloth clothes and go to the south of the city to have a look. ”

Zhang Jing'an's face was embarrassed, and he said: "Yaxing? There are all Chinese people, and there are people who specialize in introducing livelihoods, but they are all ninth-rate businesses, and I don't want to go." ”

Fang Yun got up. glanced at Zhang Jing'an, as if he hadn't heard his previous words, and said, "Go home." ”

Zhang Jing'an felt the contempt and coldness in Fang Yun's eyes, and suddenly his anger and blood surged, and he instinctively wanted to quarrel like before, but when the words came to his mouth, he took them back.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned for a moment and lowered his head silently.

Zhang Jing'an has learned a lot about these days, including silence.

Zhang Jingan doesn't like his current self. Didn't like everything right now.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jing'an got up to wash up normally and walked to the canteen, but found that there was only one oil cake on the table, and he could eat at most seventy percent full.

Zhang Jing'an frowned and sat motionless at the dining table.

After a while, Fang Yun came in, and then the maid brought out four dishes, a soup and a bowl of rice one after another. The difference is that all the dishes are placed in front of Fang Yun. Zhang Jing'an only had that oil cake in front of him.

Zhang Jing'an glanced at Fang Yun and found that he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, except for his unique temperament, he didn't look like Hou Ye at all.

Fang Yun picked up the steaming rice and said, "Let's eat, change your clothes and go to the tooth shop after eating." ”

Zhang Jing'an picked up the oil cake. After eating silently for a while, he stretched out his chopsticks to clip the chicken thighs on the plate in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun suddenly hit Zhang Jing'an's hand with chopsticks, making a snapping sound.

Zhang Jing'an's hand stopped in mid-air, looking at Fang Yun in amazement.

"From today onwards, you will have to spend money on food and accommodation in Zhangfu. This pancake costs three cents. When you get paid, you will deduct it. Whatever you want to buy and eat in the future can only cost your salary. Fang Yundao.

"Okay!" Zhang Jing'an lowered his head and chewed the oil cake hard, a ruthless color flashed on his face.

Fang Yun finished eating a hearty breakfast and ordered the maid to leave, Zhang Jing'an couldn't help but look at the unfinished meals.

"You go change your clothes, let's go to Yaxing!" Fang Yun said.

"Yes!" Zhang Jing'an turned to leave.

Two quarters of an hour later, the father and son arrived at the famous Yahang Street in the south of the city.

The Confucian Shengwen Realm is different from the Shengyuan Continent, and the control of talent is extremely strict, except for the royal palace where the talent of the Holy Temple is shrouded, the four seasons are like spring, and the rest of the country is the same as the normal environment.

Jingzhou City has just snowed, the weather is freezing, and many people are hiding in their houses, but Yahang Street is extremely busy.

Zhang Jing'an glanced at the passers-by, and felt a burst of sadness in his heart, in such a cold winter, the clothes on these people were obviously very thin, and they shivered from the cold, but they still had to come to find a living.

"Perhaps, one day I will be like them......" Zhang Jing'an thought halfway, his face suddenly froze, realizing that he was actually no different from them now!

Zhang Jing'an lowered his head silently, still remembering the despair in the eyes of his mother and Zhang Hua when it was rumored in the capital that he was going to win the marquis of Zhujiang.

Zhang Jing'an shrunk his body, even if he was wearing a thick cotton jacket, the exposed skin could not resist the biting cold wind.

Fang Yun casually found a dental shop that introduced him to make a living, and then began to look for a job.

Zhang Jing'an followed Fang Yun closely to look for it, and the two of them first looked for a long-term livelihood in charge of food and housing, but found that either they couldn't meet the conditions, or they were taken first. There are also good jobs, but they have to be done for years, and they are not allowed to leave, and they lose their freedom.

As a last resort, the two can only find short-term jobs with food and accommodation, and the two have looked for many times, but none of them accept children.

One is very impatient, he doesn't even say anything, and directly waves his hand to drive people away, which makes Zhang Jingan feel extremely humiliated.

The other was to look at Zhang Jing'an's eyes and ask Fang Yun how to sell the child, which scared Zhang Jingan to follow Fang Yun closely, for fear of being abducted and trafficked.

After a whole morning, the two did not find work.

Near noon, Fang Yun said: "Have lunch first, then find someone who doesn't have food and accommodation, even if you do a few more odd jobs." ”

Zhang Jing'an touched his gurgling stomach and nodded.

Fang Yun and Zhang Jing'an came to the stall selling wontons on the street, and Fang Yun ordered two bowls of wontons.

After the first bowl of wontons came up, Fang Yun grabbed it first and ate it quickly.

Zhang Jingxin secretly said in peace of mind What kind of father is this, he is not as good as an outsider.

When the second bowl came up, Zhang Jing'an was about to pick it up, but Fang Yun reached out and grabbed it.

"If you don't make money in the morning, you can't eat at noon. Fang Yun said as he ate the second bowl of wontons.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned on the stool, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

After eating the second bowl of wontons, Fang Yun got up and said, "Let's go, continue to look for a living." ”

The two went to a new dental shop, but still did not find a suitable job.

After an hour, Fang Yun suddenly said, "I have found a suitable livelihood." ”

"Ahh

"Leaning your head. Fang Yun said indifferently.

Zhang Jing'an was speechless, and he didn't understand why the dignified Zhujiang Marquis would choose this kind of business.

Originally, the person who was responsible for disposing of garbage and manure gradually became larger, but since farming requires fertilization, manure can be sold for money, and some tilting heads gradually grow larger.

In Jingzhou City now, there are some family businesses that can really be called tilting feet, each tilting head is responsible for the garbage and feces in an area, hiring others to work, and he is only responsible for making money.

Zhang Jing'an knows that every tilting foot head is a local head snake, saying that when he tilts his feet, he is actually going to work as a short-term worker to deal with garbage and feces.

(To be continued.) )