March, also known as the peach moon, is as bright as the red rouge on the cheeks of a flower girl.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Chen family in Qingshi Lane, Song Yu was drying clothes, occasionally turning his head and looking forward. The little minister who doesn't learn well has been getting weirder and stranger lately.

Putting aside the matter of settling the sub-hall for the time being, yesterday, I went through the boxes and cabinets, found a lot of books, and read them over and over.

But this look...... It seems to be self-motivated, excellent.

"Song Yu, what will you eat later?"

"Lo mein." Song Yu retracted his gaze and replied without saltiness.

The sun is just right in the yard, and the floor is warmly paved. Even the originally lifeless courtyard of the Chen family also seemed to have vitality.

Getting up from the wooden pier, Chen Jing rubbed his old waist. is still the same sentence, he has not many ways to make money, but he can't show too much for a while, he can't grasp it, and the interests are eye-catching, which is a dead word.

Moreover, the Daran Dynasty, which had moved its capital for 19 years, was facing the reform of the new emperor and the conflict with the old party class.

After drying the clothes, Song Yu mixed the lo mein, and in the courtyard, two people sat in the east and the other in the west, holding the porcelain bowl and eating.

Looking at the lo mein in the bowl, Chen Jing rarely had an appetite. Song Yu, who was not far away, also stirred up the chopsticks to make a "ping-pong" sound.

"Song Yu, how about we leave Ping'an Town?" After swallowing a mouthful of noodles, Chen Jing raised his head and spoke.

"Where to go." Song Yu turned his face, his face full of doubts.

"When he got the way, he went south. The area around the capital has been in turmoil lately. In addition, you don't have to worry about making money. ”

"It's been a lot of chaos lately, and the official workshop won't give directions. As long as you go out of the city for a hundred miles, once you find out, it is a crime of smuggling. ”

The road guide of the official square should not only indicate the destination, but also have boats and vehicles, and the number of companions is very strict. There is no way to travel far away, and it is difficult to move an inch.

"Also, if you want to make money, you say it many times." Song Yu shook his head, there was no joy in his tone, "Staying in the town, I can find a lot of familiar work." If I really went to the south, I thought, we would starve to death halfway through. ”

Chen Jing sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The original owner, this dog calf, has a mud-like life, if there is no Song Yu, it is estimated that the grave grass is two meters high.

"Chen Jing, if you really want to live, study hard for two years, take the exam, and then be a respected private school gentleman like your father."

It's almost heartfelt.

"I keep the books that my father left behind."

Dad is a private school teacher, from childhood to adulthood, not only the original master, but also Song Yu, will also read and write together. In memory, Song Yu's talent is actually very powerful.

If it weren't for a daughter, in this kind of world, there should be another soaring life.

But at this time, Chen Jing had no intention of taking a career path. In today's Daran Dynasty, the new deal and the old party are incompatible, and the court is rotting in the court, which is not a good direction.

"Song Yu, I want to learn to do business." After a pause, Chen Jing raised his head and spoke. There are some things that need to be clarified with Song Yu slowly.

He only felt that in this other world, Song Yu gave him a sense of family. Care about his food and clothing, care about his life and death, and care about his future future.

Even if it is a Jackie Chan, it should be done to the extreme.

Chen Jing also thought that Song Yu would say something about "Shinong Industry and Commerce".

But no. Except for the worry that suddenly locked his brow, his tone remained calm.

"I don't have any money."

"I have it myself." Chen Jing spoke.

"The Li family, who opened a wine shop in the west of the city, has been in Panfengya recently, and wants to find a person who copies books. Chen Jing, I want to ask. ”

"Don't ask." Chen Jing spoke directly. During this time, he has slowly understood Song Yu's character, which is like an iceberg on the surface, but in his heart, he is really good to him. For example, if you are a book copyist, there is no doubt that you want to help him earn money.

After hesitating, Chen Jing suddenly got up and walked in front of Song Yu. Song Yu was startled and hurriedly hid the bowl in his hand back.

But Chen Jing could already see clearly that in Song Yu's bowl, where was the lo mein, it was clearly just some thin water and paste, and the previous use of chopsticks to stir up the sound of pong was nothing more than to hide people's eyes.

"I've had an upset stomach for the past two days, and I can't eat dry." Song Yu turned around calmly, leaving only Chen Jing with an extremely lonely back.

Chen Jing frowned, and his voice gradually brightened.

"Later...... I, Chen Jing, made money, so I asked you to rinse your mouth with bird's nest and use shark fin soup as water to drink. ”

Song Yu's face was sad and joyless. After just a few more steps, she entered the kitchen, buried her head in her knees, and her whole body trembled, and she whimpered with tears.

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In the afternoon, Chen Jing, who left Qingshi Lane, sat down for two teas on the tea stall, and slowly had an idea in his heart.

The matter of Zitang made him quickly understand a truth.

In this stormy world, there is no confidence in self-preservation, and no matter what you do, you can't let go of your hands and feet.

The silver on his body is enough to find a few martial artists who work hard. Of course, to avoid being eaten by large households, the recruited manpower must have family members. Alone, his heart is murderous and wealthy, and he has nowhere to reason when he goes to Lord Yama.

After pouring the last mouthful of tea soup into his stomach and leaving two copper plates, Chen Jingcai got up and found a carriage to go to the north of the city.

Compared with the wealth in the south of the city, the north of Ping'an Town is mixed, and there are many outsiders who have never met their relatives, and even people who have fled from the north.

After getting out of the carriage, I didn't wait to take a few more steps, and the sky above Ping'an Town was already full of dusk sunset.

This is the first time that Chen Jing is standing in the north of the city. Even the original owner has never been to such a place of three religions and nine streams.

Didn't immediately solicit like a fool, stood on the edge of the alley and observed for a long time, Chen Jingcai took steps and walked towards a young man who sold himself to bury his mother.

Beside the man, there was not only a rusty knife, but also a boy with a drooping hair.

He stopped and walked three times before he completely stopped and crouched in front of the man.

The man looked up, his eyes full of begging.

Without asking immediately, Chen Jingxian handed the steamed bun in his hand to the boy next to him. The boy hurriedly took it and began to eat it.

The man looked grateful.

"Somewhere, people." Chen Jing glanced at the rusty knife on the ground.

"This owner, my father and son are from Xiazhou in the north."

"Xiazhou?" Chen Jing was stunned. If I remember correctly, Xiazhou was given to Di Guo in the north three years ago because of the Da Ran Dynasty and the pro-cession of land.

"Di Guo is harsh, and many Ran people can't survive, so they can only run south. My lady died in the middle of the road, and then my mother couldn't survive two days ago. ”

"Are you coming to Ping'an Town to join your family?"

"Exactly, but I didn't find it."

Chen Jing was silent and pointed to the rusty knife on the ground.

"Do you know martial arts?"

"Will there be some...... When I was in Xiazhou, I was the head of martial arts. ”

Martial arts is similar to a dart game and other livelihoods. can be the head of martial arts, I think I have some ability. Moreover, what made Chen Jing most pleased was that in this kind of world, the man in front of him did not violate the ban by force, but chose an upright way to earn a burial silver for the dead lady.

"What's your name?"

"Xing Xiaojiu, my son's name is Xingqiu."

Chen nodded his head and ripped off the bamboo branch on Xing Xiaojiu's head. Sticking bamboo and selling oneself has been around since ancient times. Of course, flower arrangement is also a sell-out, but the nature is different.

"I'll give you five taels. Bury your mother in two by four and buy a better coffin. The extra one or two will be given to yourself and your children, and you will be dressed in better clothes. After I finish it, I will come to the Chen family in Qingshi Lane in the south of the city tomorrow to find me. ”

"The owner...... I'm not afraid I'll run away with the silver. ”

"If you Xing Xiaojiu is really a rotten person, this knife won't rust." Chen Jing smiled. What's more, if you want to lie to me, I can't beat me and can't call anyone, it's completely useless.

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