Chapter 187: The Imperial Examination Road of the Peasant Family (14)

Lu Changqing and Lu Zhan came out of the pawnshop with thirty taels of silver in their arms.

Lu Zhan was a little wilted.

The main thing is that the heart is not happy, and the nephew himself is in charge of such a big thing.

And the old lady's bracelet was directly taken as death.

Lu Changqing said lightly and wanted to buy a bracelet for the old lady, how could it be so easy, a jade bracelet like this, if it was in a jewelry shop, I was afraid that it would cost a hundred taels.

This big family can't even earn two taels of silver a year, let alone hundreds of taels.

The amount of money was astronomical to them.

Uncle Lu felt that his nephew had deceived the old lady, and he had doubts in his heart.

Lu Changqing didn't care so much.

He has his own ideas.

took the uncle and went directly to the pen and ink shop.

The pen and ink shop here is basically different from the stationery store in the market, in addition to selling the four treasures of the study, it will also sell all kinds of books.

When the guy saw two people coming in, he hesitated, but he still greeted him, mainly two people, and this dress didn't look like a person who could enter this kind of shop.

"You two want something, you can see. Or I'll introduce you! ”

Lu Changqing looked at it, needless to say, if he wants to study, I'm afraid this ink is indispensable.

Fortunately, the brush words are not difficult for him, after all, we still learned the brush words when we were in school.

Why learn calligraphy?

Definitely not a hobby.

Lu Changqing doesn't have a champion eldest brother, he has been a young lady for a few years, he can't understand piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he studied some at night.

He has been learning this calligraphy for five or six years.

Otherwise, how dare he speak so loudly, saying that there are proclamations at the gates of the city, and he can see it.

This is confident.

Lu Changqing said in his heart, people who travel through really have to learn a craft.

Otherwise, it would be a dead end to come to any world.

Lu Changqing saw those books at a glance.

Thread-bound books, all handwritten.

Typography should have not begun here.

Primitive artificial society.

How smart dude.

At a glance, I could see that the little brother in front of me was glancing straight at the book.

I instantly understood in my heart.

"Childe wants to copy the book?"

The scholars who come to them are either buying books, and there is also a kind of copying books to earn some money.

But to redeem his clumsiness, he really didn't see that the little boy in front of him looked like a scholar.

This dress is not like the kaftan that the scholar wears on weekdays.

Lu Changqing was surprised?

There is also the business of copying books!

That's probably the way to go.

"Man, how did you copy this book?"

Although he had thought about making money through herbal medicine, if he could earn money by one more skill, how could he miss it.

You must know that although you have thirty taels of silver in your pocket now, these silver must be used for yourself to study and be admitted to Xiucai.

I don't know if it will work out yet.

Everyone knows that reading is a costly job, no matter what dynasty or generation, even raising a student in modern times is also expensive and laborious.

Lu Changqing has not found a good way to make money so far.

So cast a wide net and catch more fish.

The guy immediately smiled and said, "Little brother, you have to discuss this matter with our shopkeeper." ”

He didn't show that he looked down on people, but not everyone could copy books with them.

First of all, this handwriting must pass the level of the shopkeeper.

Otherwise, anyone can copy the book.

"Shopkeeper, there's a son looking for you."

Dude's throat.

The shopkeeper immediately understood.

These scholars love face, and of course this guy can't shout like that.

There was a boy who wanted to copy a book.

It's a slap in the face.

But they have a tacit understanding, but as soon as they shout like this, someone must want to earn the money for copying the book.

The shopkeeper's smile came out from behind the counter.

I saw Lu Changqing and Lu Zhan Zhan at a glance.

The look remains the same.

It can be seen that people encounter more such things.

"This son, or you write two words, let me appreciate your Mobao."

There are also people who buy things around, and the shopkeeper's words are also measured.

The voice is not high, but it is also respectful.

Lu Changqing couldn't help but admire.

These are human spirits.

"Cheng, shopkeeper, then give me some pointers."

While Lu Changqing agreed, Lu Zhan was dumbfounded.

How could Changqing write?

A look of urgency.

"Changqing, let's go back first."

Afraid that he would say something wrong, Lu Zhan said in a low voice.

Here is where they come from.

Although his mother has agreed to her nephew to study, the problem is that Lu Changqing has not read a book for a day.

Now open your mouth and let Lu Changqing write, where can you use that pen!

That's not meant to be a joke.

He was afraid that Lu Changqing would not know what to do and be looked down upon.

"Uncle, don't worry. Wait for me for a while. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

If you can say something calm, it's not that you haven't read a book.

The average person 🉑 can't say such a thing.

"Then son, please."

Since the other party is not timid.

He also wants adult beauty.

Compare, who knows who among these scholars will be the future masters.

They will never offend the readers.

Don't bully young people to be poor, especially don't bully scholars to be poor.

This is an eternal truth.

"Yo, Changqing, why are you here?"

A yin and yang voice appeared.

Lu Changqing sighed in his heart.

It seems that he is a proper protagonist.

Generally speaking, the one who gets slapped in the face should appear.

This villain supporting character should come out and hang around.

A look up.

A group of people, in fact, is only four or five people.

It's all a long shirt and scarf.

To tell you plainly, people are serious readers.

This is what a reader should look like.

He hadn't seen it, but he still had an impression.

In the memory of the original owner, this is his third uncle.

That is, Lu Dashu, the eldest son behind Old Man Lu, he should call his uncle.

was looking at Lu Changqing with a surprised expression.

Hearing Lu Dashu's words, the eyes of several scholars fell on Lu Changqing.

Lu Zhan Zhan immediately didn't know where to put his hands and feet, every time he faced his younger brothers, he always felt that he was inferior to others.

Don't look at it as a father and an ancestor, but he has never been taken into account in the eyes of interpersonal circles, and he is not the eldest brother of the Lu family at all.

"Third uncle."

In the past, he was not called the third uncle, you must know that Lu Dashu was also the boss of the Lu family in the Lu family.

He doesn't like to be called the third child.

In his heart, he didn't regard Lu Zhan Zhan and Lu Zhanpeng as his brothers.

Outside, he claims to be the eldest son of Lu.

Now with the third uncle, Lu Dashu's face is dark.

This Lu Changqing was not very smart and clever in the past, and he greeted his third uncle.

I have always called myself Lu Gongzi.

Now he actually calls himself the third uncle.

Outrageous.

It's not like you're shaking up your own ugly things.

Lu Dashu's face sank.