Chapter 9: Shake your face

Lin Xiaoshu lost.

Because they held their breath after the bet, the father and son made a cauldron yesterday evening and sent it to the door in person.

In order to convince Lin Xiaoshu of his loss, Chen Mo deliberately took him to Taoyuan, and then burned a furnace of charcoal in front of him.

The clay kiln method was abandoned, and the dry distillation technology was adopted, and it was baked just in time for dawn.

The charcoal segment is uniform and the color is shiny.

The heat is moderate and the color is excellent.

Lin Xiaoshu was stunned on the spot, and he didn't come back to his senses until Chen Mo patted his shoulder.

"How about Xiaoshu, do you accept it?"

"Big brother."

Lin Xiaoshu is straightforward and willing to change his mind directly after losing the bet.

After picking up two sticks of charcoal and examining them carefully, he turned around the cauldron again, and he couldn't figure out whether he was alive or dead, and how the guy who ate burned the charcoal.

It's burned so well, it's burned so well.

"Read more in the future, and you will understand everything." Chen Mo sneered.

Cut......

Lin Xiaoshu pursed his lips disdainfully, and snapped the charcoal.

"It's impossible to read, it's impossible to read in this life, what do you need me to do, let's say."

"When the charcoal is burned, of course it is pulled and sold."

Chen Mo pointed to the ox cart next to him, as well as the wooden board with poems written on it, and there was no worry that the signboard would not sell.

"How much does it cost?"

"You can do it, don't be less than five taels." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned around and left, "When you come back, remember to bring a jar of wine and two catties of meat, and let your sister-in-law cook at night." ”

"Where are you going?" Lin Xiaoshu asked.

"Read." Chen Mo walked away.

Hehe......

Lin Xiaoshu sneered and began to load the car.

"I don't do a lot of money-making business, but I actually go to study, and I'm really a brainless nerd."

"Damn, how did he use a pot to burn charcoal, and he can't figure it out?"

Chen Mo didn't know that Lin Xiaoshu was complaining, and he didn't know that he didn't care about it, after all, there was something that had to be done.

"Official, do you want the slave family to accompany you?" Qin Xianglian handed over the torn floating ticket and said, "When the slave family sells badly, maybe things will be much easier." ”

"No, I'll just go myself." Chen Mo took the floating ticket and said, "Don't be idle at home, go and inquire about the number of fruit trees in each family, and report back to me." ”

"The slave family knows that officials will not miss their neighbors."

Qin Xianglian's eyes were shining, and her eyes were full of pride.

"Also, remember to go to the shop to inform Lin Bo and come to the house for dinner in the evening."

"Officials go slowly."

"It seems that I will have time to think about a bicycle in the future."

Walking on the dirt road in the countryside, one foot deep and one foot shallow, made Chen Mo feel very tired.

"There is also this road, which will have to be repaired when you have money."

If you want to get rich, build roads first.

This sentence has long been engraved in Chen Mo's bones, and good infrastructure is one of the most indispensable prerequisites for economic development.

Business, even more so.

Chen Mo has no ambition to do business all over the world, so he must work hard to manage this one-third of an acre of land at his doorstep.

And this also means that the road to fame must be cut off.

The academy is in Qingyang Town, more than ten miles away from Baijiazhuang, and after walking for about half an hour, Chen Mo finally came to the door.

The seowon is very large and relatively magnificent.

The children of wealthy families study and live here on weekdays, and students who want to study and have a bad background will come to attend classes for two days on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month.

Of course, there is money to be collected.

In addition, there are two public houses in the College.

One is for the office of the three elders of the town, and the other is used as a squad room for the county government to send fast catchers.

In recent years, Chen Mo has come to listen to lectures every month, so he is naturally familiar with the road, so he directly found the Lin Jiaoyu who is in charge of the academy.

After listening to Chen Mo's explanation, Lin Han hated the blame that iron could not become steel.

"Tomorrow is the county exam, but you ruined the floating ticket, I don't think you want to take the test."

"It's all the student's fault, and I hope that the teaching can be accommodating, and the county test will be dealt with no matter what."

In the county exam, Chen Mo must participate, otherwise Qin Xianglian will not be able to pass the pass.

"It's not up to me to call the shots when it comes to floating tickets."

"Let's go, let's go to the three elders together and see what they can do to make up for it."

The so-called three elders are the three most prestigious in the township.

Without exception, they are all large squires with some knowledge, responsible for most of the affairs in the territory, and maintain a close relationship with the county government.

The literary style of Da Chu is prosperous, and the emperor attaches great importance to scientific research, so at the juncture when the county test is imminent, the three elders of the town dare not leave their posts without permission.

After greeting them one by one, Chen Mo put out the torn floating tickets.

"The three elders have passed their eyes, this thing is really irreversible, please ask the three elders and the teacher to protect the student's body."

"Ridiculous!"

Huang Zheng, who was the leader, directly had a cold face: "Chen Mo, you have been studying for many years, how can you not know the importance of floating tickets, why don't you keep them properly?" ”

"yes, how can this thing be destroyed?" Li Yan, the youngest, echoed, "The floating ticket is issued by the county government, one person, one vote, and there is absolutely no superfluous." ”

"Huang Lao, Li Lao, now is not the time to blame, let's think of a way." Lin Han relieved the siege and said, "The scientific examination is once every five years, and I can't afford it." ”

"Five years is five years, and there is always a price to pay for doing something wrong." Wang Quan, who had been silent, interjected, "And a student like Chen Mo, if he doesn't take the test, the province will be embarrassed." ”

"What does Elder Wang mean by this?" Chen Mo frowned.

"You still have the face to ask?" Wang Quan slapped the table, "In order to sell a cart of charcoal, you ruined the poems and texts, and lost the faces of me and other scholars." ”

didn't give Chen Mo a chance to argue, Wang Quan directly shook off the matter of selling charcoal, not to mention adding oil and vinegar, and beat his chest and criticized it fiercely.

To sum it up, in one sentence, the face and character of the reader were all ruined by Chen Mo.

After listening, Huang Zheng and Li Yan were also furious, and they criticized and wrote one after another.

"Chen Mo, you, how can you do that kind of thing?"

Lin Han is out of line, how can a dignified scholar borrow poetry to sell miserably?

"Third elder, teaching, the student wants to ask, is face or life important?" Chen Mo asked coldly.

"The most important thing is the floating ticket." Lin Hanqi's voice trembled.

In the end, it was Huang Zheng who gave a plan.

"Chen Mo, we can vouch for you, but there is one condition, as long as you are still a member of the academy, you can no longer waste poetry and literature to make a cheap living."

"That's right, and it must be reviewed after the county exam." Li Yan agreed.

"You don't have a shame, we still want it, and the students in the full courtyard still want it."

Wang Quan tilted his head and snorted with disdain.

"The third elder thinks it's a shame to survive through poetry and writing?"

Chen Mo really didn't expect that selling charcoal could be so big a fuss.

Behind this, it's hell if it's not boring.

"What, do you still think it's glorious?" The king did not answer the rhetorical question.

"What if I say yes?" Chen Mo rolled up his sleeves and took a step forward.

He has already seen through it, this royal power is the most important thing, and today's eight achievements are this person's demons.

"Chen Mo, what do you want to do, do you?" The royal power shouted angrily.

"It's not necessary to do it, I just want to make a position and attitude."

As he spoke, Chen Mo grabbed the floating ticket on the table and threw it directly at the faces of the three of them.

"It's a broken book, don't read it."