The two children shook their heads.

Lu Xu asked the two of them to move into the shade of the tree, climbed to the tree, broke a big branch down, and let them pull the leaves to play by themselves.

The game of hooking leaves is very simple, one person picks up a handful of leaves, picks the petiole in the leaf in his hand and builds a cross with the other party, and after the hook is completed, each person pulls their own leaf and hooks hard, whose petiole breaks the other party's win.

This game is not only about the strong leaves, but also about strength, Layue is two years older than Yan Wenzhen, and she has a big advantage, and she has already won a stack of leaves. The leaves that are pulled off are not wasted, they are piled aside, and they are picked up at the end of the game and fed to the chickens.

The leaves in Yan Wenzhen's hand were almost lost, and he was pulling the leaves on the branches, his hands were smaller than Layue, and he was slow to pull the leaves.

Lu Xu asked, "What about your brother?" ”

Yan Wenzhen: "My brother is studying. ”

"Oh." I almost forgot that Yan Junqi is the only scholar in their village, and when the sun is good, he must hurry up and study, "You guys play." ”

Lu Xu walked along the creek to the edge of the field. In the summer, it is the time to play in the water, the water in the river is deep, and the children in the village are not allowed to play by the river without adults. And the brook rejoiced with them, and the deepest was not a foot, and even a child who could walk could not drown in it.

Lu Xu's family lives at the edge of the village, with the mountain behind them, and the stream flows down from the mountain and passes in front of his house, and he walks less than 20 meters to the stream, walking along the stream, and sees several leather monkeys playing in the water along the way. The stones by the stream have been soaked in water for many years and grow moss, and Lu Xu walked for a while when he saw two seven or eight-year-old boys slipping and falling into the water. They are so ruthless, they don't cry when they fall, they get up and continue to play, if anyone cries, they will be teased by other children for a long time.

His younger brother Lu Zhou carried a basket on his back and cut grass in the most lush place by the stream.

Teng basket was placed on the side of the road, and half of the basket was already loaded.

A child ran over and asked, "Brother Zhou, are you going to play with the mud?" ”

His brother: "I'm going to mow the grass." ”

Another child ran over and asked, "Is Gorou going to catch crabs?" ”

His brother: "I'm going to mow the grass." ”

Lu Xu sighed, even a ten-year-old child had to cut the grass to feed the chickens and pigs to bear the family responsibility, and his mood was even heavier.

He walked over to Lu Zhou and asked for a sickle, "I'll cut the grass for you, you can go play with them." ”

Lu Zhou shook his head.

Lu Xu didn't insist, Lu Zhou has been quite persevering since he was a child, he was willing to do it, Lu Xu didn't stop him, he found a flat stone next to him and sat down mournfully, holding his chin to watch his younger brother mow the grass.

Their Lu Zhou's work is very pleasing to the eye, cutting a handful of grass, neatly tiding, and then putting it into the basket, the basket is also neat, too long, folded in half, short, tied to the core, looking somewhat obsessive-compulsive.

Before the basket was filled, Lu Zhou couldn't stand it, the child was thin-skinned, and he couldn't stand it with an overseer sitting next to him. Lu Zhou walked up to him with the sickle, thought about it, sat down beside him, put the sickle at his feet, and watched under his eyelids, promising not to be taken away.

He asked, "Brother still has a headache?" ”

Lu Xu: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Lu Zhou: "Then, my brother is not happy?" ”

Lu Xu is very unhappy, with his experience, who can be happy? He is so good that the silverfish in a modern society may not be able to eat at any time, and he is so sad that he wants to shed tears: "It's just a little annoying and a little lonely." ”

Looking around, no one understood his pain.

Lu Zhou stiffened his face, frowned, and stopped talking.

The brothers stared at the rushing stream, each expressing his own sorrows.

After a while, Lu Zhou asked, "Does my brother still want to go to the county as an apprentice?" ”

Lu Xu: "Huh? ”

Lu Zhou made a major choice and said solemnly: "Brother can go if he wants, I will help my mother take care of Layue Xiaorui, everything is with me, my brother doesn't have to worry." ”

Lu Xu: "......"

Lu Xu looked at his serious little expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, he pressed his palm on Lu Zhou's head and rubbed it, until he kneaded Lu Zhou's neat hair into a chicken nest, patted his ass and stood up with satisfaction, and said angrily: "Cut your grass!" ”

Leaving Lu Zhou blank, Lu Xu slipped to the edge of the field and looked at the two acres of land left in his house.

In memory, his father is a very diligent person, ploughing the land, fertilizing, never delaying the farming time, the wheat planted is neater than others, the wheat planted last year, now it has grown wheat, looking at it like a green sea, and it will not be long before the harvest season.

"Da Lang came to see the wheat? How are you doing? Li was hoeing grass in the field with his son, and he greeted him from a distance.

"Alright, grandpa." According to the generations in the village, Li is the patriarch, or the eldest of his grandfather's cousins, and they all have to be called grandpa. When their family was in a hurry to sell their land with money, Li Zheng bought their land at a low price.

Li Zhengdao: "This year's wheat grows well, can be harvested, the days are looking forward, the family is still counting on you, you know?" ”

"Got it." Lu Xu walked around his family field and turned to go home.

In any case, at least the sold fields should be repurchased.

When he walked away, Li Zheng's grandson said speechlessly with a hoe, "Grandpa, you look at him like that, does he still want to get the land back?" ”

After more than ten years of continuous fighting, there is wasteland everywhere, and no taxes are collected for two years, who is not a large piece of land? Who wants to buy land? That is, his grandfather was soft-hearted and insisted on buying their land.

Li Zhengle said, "If he has the ability to go back, it will also be a good thing." ”

Lu Xu went home and found a wooden stick to scratch on the open space.

He had to think about his skills.

Before, Lu Xu wanted to go to the county as an apprentice, although the apprentice was not paid, but he was in charge of food and housing. But this road is not suitable for walking now, firstly, Lu Xu wanted to escape because he felt like a superfluous outsider at home, redundant and awkward, but now it is different, he, a real outsider, thinks that their family is quite kind, secondly, he doesn't like to do carpentry, and he doesn't like to be called to move wood, third, he can eat enough, and the weak and weak children in the family are starving? He couldn't get over it psychologically.

He's an adult here, and he has to think about the family's livelihood.

He has also seen some crossings, engaging in technological innovation like others? But he was a liberal arts student, making soap, making paper, making glass, building roads and bridges...... Not at all.

Study? Don't be funny, his parents paid to stuff him into the key points and asked famous teachers for one-on-one tutoring, and there were 600 people in the school, and he couldn't get into the first 300 miles.

Farming? Tian must be bought back, but he is ready to buy it and rent it out. Don't talk about him, from the memory, the original Lu Xu was not good at farming, not to mention compared with his father, he was not as good as his two cousins, so he came up with the idea of becoming an apprentice.

Specialty, craft? I don't know much other than playing games.

Farming? The initial investment is too high, and with their labor, the limit is to raise a cage of chickens, a cage of ducks, and a pig. It's not like you have to pull the grass back sometimes even in the wax moon.

Doing coolies, unloading, carrying sacks? Spare him.

Business? No capital. The family is still in debt.

Hunt? There is a mountain behind his house, but I don't know if he went in to hunt or be hunted.

Lu Xu thought about it carefully and found that he didn't know anything!

"Alas!" Lu Xu threw the twig, and after thinking about it, there was only one way to go-

Write a script!

He has a belly of online articles and game stories!

This work has to be done by a professional, he is not very good, first of all, he can't write the ancient characters here. Secondly, he can make it up, but writing it is another matter, he has to find a ghostwriter!

Lu Xu stepped on the wooden pier and climbed the wall to look at the opposite side, and the neighbor's little scholar was indeed taking a branch on the other side of the wall to write silently. Holding a book in his hand, his lips moved and silently recited the book, and a large piece of soft soil had been written on the ground, and it looked quite neat!

Lu Xu's heart turned rainy and sunny, and finally let him meet something pleasant!

He shouted happily, "Hey! Jun Qi, are you busy? ”

Yan Junqi subconsciously turned around when he heard the sound, his mind was still in the book, and he muttered that he was carrying the book and looked back at Lu Xu who was high up, and shook his head with a blank expression.

Lu Xule was happy, this kid looked obedient, "Wait!" ”

Lu Xu ran to the kitchen, scooped half a bowl of fried snails from the pot and went straight to Yan's house.

In the past, Lu Xu didn't like to play with Yan Junqi, firstly, Yan Junqi was younger than him, and secondly, Yan Junqi was a reader, he was illiterate, restrained, and had low self-esteem.

But now Lu Xu is different, he consciously has received compulsory education, and he was admitted to university by himself, so he can be regarded as half a scholar.

Lu Xu didn't have any psychological burden, and went straight to Yan Junqi's study with a snack.

Yan Junqi has a study, which is actually half of his bedroom. A reed curtain is hung in the middle, and the half with good lighting by the window is the study, and the half with poor lighting is the bedroom. Usually few people come.

Yan Junqi packed up the books, and sat by the window with Lu Xu while eating snails while listening to him talk about the books he wanted to sell.

Lu Xu talked about "Journey to the West" with a fluttering eyebrow, and talked about Sun Wukong being pressed under the Five Elements Mountain in one breath, and then he picked up the teacup and poured water - boiled water. They don't produce tea, so they have to buy it in the town if they want to. Yan Junqi has tea, coarse tea for five cents and a tael, the taste is very bitter, and he only drinks a cup to prevent drowsiness when he can't read a book in the afternoon.

Lu Xu asked, "How is it interesting?!" ”

Yan Junqi nodded, "It's interesting, it's just that some places are a little confusing." ”

He knows who can resist Sun Wukong! Lu Xu leaned over Yan Junqi, and asked him with a pair of brothers, "You say?" ”

Yan Junqi asked, "Why is the Western Elysium not the East North or the South?" If the Buddha is a god, what is the Bodhisattva's explanation, Taishang Laojun is the god of medicine that we worship? Why is the position of the land god so low? Where does the god of grains live? That wind god, rain god, river god, and Shinto god can serve in the heavenly court? All of our mountain gods in the Nineteen Continents of Daqi have positions in Heavenly Court? ”

Lu Xu: "......"

I didn't expect Waterloo to be here!

Chapter 5 Finding a Career Alternative

Seeing that Yan Junqi was about to ask about breaking the casserole and asking to the end, Lu Xu hurriedly said, "I'll tell you something else!" ”

But he thought about it and thought about it......

Outlaws? This was a proper forbidden book in ancient times!

Dream? He couldn't see it, and he couldn't say it.

Three kingdoms? I don't know if there will be any problems mapped. Lu Xu scratched his head and chose the safest, Fantasy Immortal Cultivator!

Don't bully the young and poor, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, my life is up to me, listening to it is enthusiastic!

Unexpectedly, Yan Junqi puzzled, "Not to mention whether there are gods in the world, the myth says that the gods of the world are born, and the immortal gods are in charge of all things in heaven and earth, and they are with heaven and earth. In the past dynasties, it was strictly forbidden to make weapons privately, and people have no wings, so why can the sword fly into the sky? What kind of thing is qi? ”

Lu Xu: "......"

Is it possible that Yan Junqi is still an atheist? He hesitated and asked, "You don't believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world?" ”

Yan Junqi paused and shook his head quite cautiously, "I haven't seen it, I don't believe it." His eyes darkened, "If there are really gods, the court, the people, and the sacrifices of the previous dynasties have not dared to slack off, how can there be continuous natural disasters?" If natural disasters are punishments, and the people are already suffering so much, why do the gods keep punishing them, don't they have any mercy? ”

Lu Xu: "...... Alas. ”

He was depressed. It's not good to give Yan Junqi science about the rotation of the earth, the movement of the earth's crust, and climate change.

Yan Junqi saw that he was depressed, and hurriedly said, "These two stories are very exciting, if they can be used as a script, there must be many people who love to read them." ”

Lu Xu comforted himself, maybe there were a few like Yan Junqi, and he barely cheered up and asked, "If I want to write a script and sell a script to make money, do you think it is feasible?" I'll make a story, you come to polish the pen, and we'll share the money equally when you earn it. ”

Yan Junqi was a little embarrassed, "There are several volumes of this book, and I'm afraid I won't be able to write a few pages a day." ”

Lu Xu: "It doesn't matter, let's find someone to print one when we publish one." "If you make up enough for a single book, you will sell a copy, and if your sales decline, you will change the story immediately.

He saw it all just now, the books that Yan Junqi read were copied and printed, there is already printing technology in this era, if it is popular, once and for all, engrave once, print it infinitely! Even if you only make a penny by selling a copy, you can accumulate sand into a mound and water into a sea!