Chapter 32: Letters
The next day, Ouyang was invited into his dormitory by Teacher Meng Jiang.
"Ouyang, congratulations on your victory in the year-end exercise."
As he spoke, Meng Jiang handed a greeting card to Ouyang's hand.
Ouyang smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher Meng, you only congratulated me today on yesterday's incident, isn't it a little late?" β
Meng Jiangwan said: "What can I do? You must prefer to spend time with your peers than an old fellow like me, and with the fact that you're going into the meditation room at night, my greeting card can only be handed to you today. β
"Thank you."
Ouyang said gratefully, and carefully put away the greeting card.
Meng Jiang asked again: "Ouyang, the meditation room is the treasure of Yuzhou University, but due to various reasons, the students have criticized it, but this is not the case, what did you see in the meditation room?" β
Ouyang paused and said, "I did see something, but what I saw, Principal Hua asked me not to tell anyone." β
"Hey, huh?" Meng Jiang smiled slightly, then opened the drawer and took out a letter from the drawer, "Ouyang, this is for you." β
"For me?"
Ouyang was stunned, could it be that Mr. Meng Jiang had prepared two greeting cards for himself.
However, Meng Jiang shook his head and said, "Of course it's not for you, the letter has an address and name, I hope you can help me send a letter!" β
"Deliver a letter?"
Ouyang looked at Meng Jiang in surprise, still writing a letter this year?
Mobile phones and computers can send e-mails, so why do you use the method of writing letters to send messages?
Seeing Ouyang's unwilling expression, Meng Jiang's face was slightly gloomy: "What?" Don't want to? After becoming the strongest freshman, you start to put on a shelf? β
"Of course not."
Ouyang shook his head, Meng Jiang is his own enlightenment teacher, he can have today's achievements, Teacher Meng is indispensable, how could he disobey Teacher Meng's intentions?
"Don't worry, Mr. Meng, I'll send you this letter!"
With that, Ouyang left Meng Jiang's dormitory and set off as soon as possible.
The address on the letter is Nanshan Village, Yuzhou City, and the recipient's name is Lin Yuting, which should be a woman.
Taking the ferry, Ouyang came to the southern city of Yuzhou City.
Compared with the prosperity of the northern city, the southern city is a little lonely and deserted, with sparse houses, and they are all old houses, and there are no decent commercial streets and food streets.
This is also because most of the residents of Nancheng are poor, and the rich or scholars will not live in such a place.
Ouyang took a tattered minibus to the foot of Nanshan Mountain, where Nanshan Village is located, but there is no road, so Ouyang can only walk up the mountain.
The entire Nanshan Mountain has not been developed, and it is still the appearance of an agricultural era, Ouyang was about to take a step up the mountain, but suddenly heard a noise.
When I turned my head, there was actually a market at the foot of Nanshan!
The bazaar is not big, but it is very lively, it is probably a place for the residents of Nancheng to trade, and Ouyang is also a little interested, so he walks in.
This is not a farmers' market, and the things sold are not meat, fruits and vegetables, but some daily necessities such as pots and pans, brooms, dustpans and so on......
Ouyang was not interested in such a market and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a vendor!
"Little brother, please stay!"
Ouyang turned around and saw a thin vendor greeting him politely.
"Did you call me?" Ouyang asked.
"Of course it's you!" The vendor nodded hurriedly and dragged Ouyang into his stall, "I see that the little brother is extraordinary, and the clothes on his body are also very clean, he must be from Beicheng, right?" Maybe the little brother is still a scholar! β
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Ouyang was speechless, this peddler actually recognized himself as a scholar, and his eyes were quite bright.
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
Ouyang asked again, and the vendor took out a black vial.
"Little brother, I have a treasure here, I hope you can take a look."
"Baby? What baby? β
Ouyang had a bitter face, how could there be any treasures in such a remote market?
However, the peddler's eyes were resolute, and he said, "Of course it's a baby, little brother, this is a treasure!" β
"This ......"
Ouyang couldn't complain, did he know what Xuebao was with this peddler? Does he know the value of Xuebao?
Such a black vial, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a scholar!
Who knew that the peddler said again: "Little brother, don't believe it, I said that this thing is a treasure of learning, it naturally makes sense, don't believe it!" β
So saying, the vendor brought a bowl of water......
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The peddler shouted, then poured water into the mouth of a small black bottle the size of oral liquid, and poured most of the bowl before the water overflowed.
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The peddler shouted again, and then turned the mouth of the black vial downward, and all the water in it came out, exactly half a bowl!
"Little brother, see it, this is the magic of this black vial, as long as you shout two words of English, you can hold more liquid than your own capacity, do you say it's a treasure?"
The peddler said triumphantly, but Ouyang shook his head.
"What's the use of that? There are so many magical things in the world, and this black vial looks like a magic prop. β
The peddler said with a smile on his face: "Little brother, even if this black vial is not a treasure, it should be a rare thing, right?" Best of all, it's quite cheap, only 100 Chinese coins! You can't buy 100 Huaxia coins, you can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled, buy this black bottle, it's definitely worth the money! β
"Don't buy it!"
Ouyang refused, 100 Huaxia coins are naturally nothing to those rich people, but he is still a student, has no financial resources, and lives on the living allowance of Yuzhou University, he doesn't want to spend 100 Huaxia coins to buy a seemingly strange thing.
Just as he was about to leave, he was grabbed by the peddler's leg......
"Little brother, you can do it, have mercy on me! I have an 80-year-old mother and a 3-year-old baby waiting to be fed, and if there is no 100 Huaxia coins to save my life, my old mother and daughter will be hungry! Please, little brother, you can buy it! β
Because the hawker's voice was so loud, everyone else in the bazaar turned their heads, and so many pairs of eyes were all staring straight at Ouyang.
Ouyang wanted to cry without tears, this peddler was too weird, as if he had done something wrong!
"Good, good...... I buy! I buy! Can't I buy it? β
Ouyang nodded helplessly, and took out the only hundred-yuan bill he had left.
The peddler immediately burst into tears and smiled, and handed the black vial to Ouyang's hand.
"Little brother, please put it away, welcome to come back next time!"
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Ouyang looked bitter, before he came to deliver the letter, why did he forget to read the yellow calendar?