Chapter 22: Teahouse Guessing

If it were Chen Ping in the past, maybe it would be the same idea as them, how happy the child is every day.

But now that I have decided to take the exam, and the county exam is imminent, I know that my level is insufficient, and only diligence can make up for it.

As long as you can't read it, you can read it to death.

And He Qingxuan, who has already taken the county exam once and failed, is not as persistent as Chen Ping, perhaps influenced by Chen Ping's hard study, he is also rethinking his future path.

In order to retain more talents, in addition to the Jinshi Department that most people want to enter, there are also many regular courses, such as the Nine Classics, the Five Classics, the Kaiyuan Ceremony, the Three History, and so on.

He Qingxuan, who originally specialized in Jinshi, has changed his mind since the last competition.

He didn't bother with Jinshi anymore and wanted to try something else, but it was too early to say that it was too early to say.

Chen Ping doesn't think so, he just wants to be admitted as soon as possible to reduce the burden on his family, so that he can return to the salted fish life he yearns for.

The time of hard reading every day is boring, how can Ye Chongwen be a person who can read quietly with peace of mind, and children are already playful.

Today coincides with the monthly holiday, and he is planning to go shopping on the street together, He Qingxuan is not used to seeing Chen Pingcheng staying in the house every day, this idea coincides with Ye Chongwen.

"Brother Ping, today's moon holiday is a big market in the town, let's go out and have a look?" Ye Chongwen leaned in front of the window and asked expectantly.

Chen Ping raised his eyes when he heard the voice, and He Qingxuan was also standing outside the window, nodding excitedly.

Hey, it's really the nature of children to play.

But I'm not a child.

"No, you guys go, I have to read the book again." Chen Ping gently refused.

"Don't stay bored in the house, go out for a walk and see that it's all about learning." He Qing chose to persuade him.

Chen Ping thought about it, and there was some truth in this.

Dong Qichang, a great calligrapher of the Ming Dynasty in the previous life, once said that reading 10,000 books is like traveling 10,000 miles.

Besides, I have never really integrated into the market life and felt the world, and I really should go out and see it.

I'm still a kid.

"That's right, let's go."

After some self-strategy, Chen Ping closed the book and walked quickly outside the house.

"Pick a specific place?"

"Naturally, I went to the bookstore." Ye Chongwen replied without thinking about it.

"What kind of bookstore to go to, when you go out to play, you naturally have to go to the teahouse." He Qingxuan looked disgusted when he heard the book, "I stayed in the academy all day, and I didn't think I had read enough books." ”

"How can these two be the same?" Ye Chongwen retorted loudly, "In those books in the bookstore, the love, hatred, hatred, chivalry, and courage are talked about, but they make people linger every day, how can they be compared to those boring books." ”

Chen Ping looked at Ye Chongwen as if he had fallen in, and secretly sighed that the book was so popular in any world, and he was not a heavy dependent on online texts in his previous life.

"Isn't it better to have a teahouse, according to what you say? The storyteller is more fun. He Qingxuan insisted on his choice.

Ye Chongwen shook his head again and again, making a look like you don't understand me, "How can this be the same?" ”

Neither of them let anyone, and finally simply looked at Chen Ping, "The minority obeys the majority." ”

"Chen Ping, tell me where we're going?"

"Then why don't you go to the teahouse first, I'm curious about what it's like inside." Chen Ping thought for a moment and then said what he thought.

Ye Chongwen drooped his shoulders, and He Qingxuan waved his hand excitedly.

This really corresponds to that sentence, people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

Ye Chongwen, who failed to do so, grabbed Chen Ping like a she-wolf protecting her cubs, and stared at He Qingxuan viciously, "Next time, next time, you will definitely accompany me to the bookstore." ”

Chen Ping coaxed, "Okay, next time you decide." ”

"Yes, next time, let's read the book together." He Qingxue hurriedly responded.

The two were stunned by each other's words at first, then looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile, while Ye Chongwen was so happy that the corners of his mouth cracked.

By the time the three of them arrived at the teahouse, it was already a little late.

It coincided with the day of the market in Qingsong Town, and the teahouse was already full, but fortunately, there was a corner on the first floor where there was a table vacant, and they hurriedly sat down.

At this time, Mr. Storyteller had already come to the stage, and I saw him wake up and shoot, and the noisy teahouse gradually quieted down.

On the stage, Mr. Storyteller was continuing to tell the unfinished story of the rivers and lakes last time.

Offstage, He Qingxuan quietly explained to the two about the teahouse and the storyteller.

Originally, there would not have been so many people coming to this teahouse, after all, the people who rushed to the market also had business to do.

But since the storyteller came, the teahouse has an extra rule, whenever the story is finished, the storyteller will give a riddle, if someone can answer correctly, they can get the same money on the spot.

But if no one can answer, he won't tell the answer, and the next time he will change the riddle.

His rule was that everyone could ask questions, but he would only answer yes or no, and nothing else.

Such a novelty certainly aroused everyone's interest, and later more and more people slowly spread the word about the teahouse.

Some people come just for money, and there are many people who think they are smart for this riddle, and if they can answer correctly, they will naturally have some face among their peers.

"That sounds interesting."

Ye Chongwen rubbed his fists and prepared to try it for a while.

Chen Ping naturally wouldn't miss such an interesting thing, and asked curiously, "Did anyone answer this correctly?" ”

He Qingxuan nodded, "Yes, but only a few, it's a strange thing to say, these people who answered correctly are stunned that few are willing to tell others what the answer is." ”

"We'll have to listen to the mystery in that moment." Ye Chongwen was eager to try, "Why don't you see who will answer first in a while?" ”

"Why not?"

He Qingxuan naturally responded, but he felt that simply guessing the puzzle was a bit boring, so he rolled his eyes and suggested, "Why don't we also make a color?" ”

"Yes, but what do you want to do?" Chen Ping immediately found out that He Qingxuan had something to say.

"Please eat?" Ye Chongwen didn't notice anything wrong at all, he only had the story of the storyteller in his eyes.

"That's boring." He Qingxuan winked at Chen Ping, "It's better to ..... How about doing something for someone to win? ”

"I don't have anything to ......," Chen Ping suddenly changed his words in the middle of speaking, "It can't be too much." ”

"That's nature." He Qingxuan is still measured.

Both of them felt that this color head was fine, and Ye Chongwen certainly had no problem.

After a while, today's chivalrous story has been finished, but at this time, there are more and more people in the teahouse, and even if there are no seats, there are still many people crowded in.

I saw the storyteller take a sip of tea unhurriedly, as if he had become accustomed to the crowded scene.

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the waking wood on the table and patted it, "Smack." ”

And so the mystery comes out.

"As soon as the woman leaves the village, the village becomes a deserted village."