For those who practice it, 'one' is like the first step in a long march. Crossing the past and opening the sea and the sky, you can't cross it, you can only be an ordinary person in your life, in fact, the difficulty of the path of cultivation lies in this. Some people end their lives without being able to enter the door and end up depressed. Practicing and fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, competing with others, and going against the current, only by insisting on the determination of Qingshan not to relax, can there be a little opportunity to embark on the road of cultivation. Of course, luck also accounts for a little factor, just like Emperor Han Qing also has a path to show the way, and after more than half a month, he tried in every possible way to catch this 'one'. This is why there are so many people in the land of Jiuzhou, and there are so few cultivators, not to mention the immortals who have ascended to the Dao, and there are only a handful.

Fortunately, Emperor Han Qing was lucky and had already absorbed his qi into his body. The first step of the Long March is a start, and in the future, as long as you meditate and absorb this qi step by step, and when it slowly grows, supplemented by the practice exercises, everything will naturally come into being.

Found this breath, everything is arranged. Emperor Han Qing was exhausted, and he couldn't hold it anymore, his eyelids fought, he was drowsy, and finally fell asleep as soon as the quilt covered his head.

After sleeping for a day and a night, he woke up with a yawn. I just feel refreshed and refreshed, and I can't help but bounce around in the room. In the end, I resisted this impulse, afraid that the guests in the private room downstairs would throw their shoes and come up.

Changed into a fox fur sewn by a special accident, wrapped him tightly in a ball, furry, and sat on a stool and chair, like a blue bear. Cough...... This metaphor is not appropriate, the snowy weather, the weather is very cold, everyone wants to wrap themselves in the inner three layers and the outer three layers, as for the beauty or not, who cares.

Sit down, carefully check the qi in the dantian in the body, naturally it is still there, dripping and spinning, flowing around with great interest, ups and downs between the dantians. Only then did he relax his mind, lest it disappear overnight, and the efforts he had made in the past few days would be in vain. Since this qi entered the body yesterday, the body has undergone unexpected changes. First of all, the air in the air is more and more clear, and then the whole body is comfortable, and I feel that the body is also light for a few days, the most special thing is the improvement of hearing and smell, the distance of five or six meters in the past, now it has reached a distance of more than ten meters, I have to say that it is an unexpected joy.

The benefits of the practice turned out to be so obvious that the results were immediate. Emperor Han Qing was not only a little happy, but when he thought that the entanglement was about to run out, his face immediately turned cloudy and gloomy.

Sitting on the round stool and holding his cheeks, he pondered for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, and pulled his own strengths from the inside out, and he didn't know where to get this coil, as if he was useless except for reading, writing, and writing poetry.

It's a little melancholy.

I don't care about it for now, I haven't eaten for more than a day, so I will go downstairs to fill my stomach first, and then I will find another way.

He could only comfort himself with this.

Hurry up and come downstairs, find a vacant seat with no one to sit down, immediately invite Xiao Er, order a large pot of rice, a braised pork, a plate of garlic cabbage, bored sitting in the seat in a daze, silently waiting for the gap between the dishes. Looking up at the tables of other diners, watching others feast and get even hungrier. Secretly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, suppressed the desire to continue looking, bowed his head and waited patiently.

There are only a few tables of diners in the store, most of them are light, and no one eats braised pork like Emperor Han Qing in the morning, not to mention greasy, and there is no appetite. Look at the clothes and figures of these tables, most of them are the homes of merchants, just after the New Year, the land of Zhongzhou is cold, the roads are not open, the goods are not running smoothly, and most of the merchants have not started work. Instead of staying at home and enduring the chatter of the yellow-faced woman, it is better to call three or five friends, have morning tea, drink a few cups of hot rice wine, and warm up your body. This is not one of the pot-bellied men, his face is flushed with drink, his toes are arrogant, and his mouth is full of money.

Emperor Han Qing just looked interesting, and his gloomy mood was alleviated a little. Most of the other tables are decent, shallow and swallowed slowly.

Perhaps he saw that Emperor Han Qing was hungry and didn't go downstairs to eat for a few days, Xiao Er was intimately guarding the door of the back kitchen, urging him repeatedly, and the kitchen brought out the food with a cup of tea.

Xiao Er didn't dare to delay for a moment to take it with his bare hands, and trotted all the way without stopping, stopping in front of Emperor Han Qing steadily. Serving the food and pouring the tea, everything is orderly, and I don't forget to leave a sentence of politeness and respect.

Emperor Han Qing was also very useful by Xiao Er's attitude, and just now he was not only thinking about whether he could be a shop Xiao Er first, and get some entanglements to live first. The last time I chatted with Xiao Er, it seemed that the hard full moon also had a full five taels of silver in the account, but it could be used to solve the urgent need. Then Emperor Han Qing dispelled his unrealistic idea, and it was really the job of the shopkeeper who seemed to be easy, and it was indispensable to be able to communicate with people. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to do it for a while, and I don't have so much time for myself when I am in urgent need.

The food is on the table, he can't care about greeting Xiao Er, he stares at the braised pork with bright eyes, the heat hovers on the big bowl, he can't care about the upright posture, he can't wait to pick up the chopsticks and put a large piece into his mouth, and take a bite full of oil.

Well...... It's so fragrant, but you can't really hear it, only vague muttering. I picked up the spoon that scooped the rice, and filled a large bowl of white rice, a mouthful of braised pork, a mouthful of rice, and a mouthful of cabbage, and the corners of my mouth where the soup flowed were everywhere, and I didn't care about it, just sent it to my mouth.

Belch...... It's so full!

Emperor Han Qing stroked his bulging belly with his hand, and he made a slurp. It only took a cup of tea, and the wind and clouds were his speed, eating all the time, not a drop left, and pouring the vegetable soup into the rice bowl and stirring evenly to eat.

Xiao Er had nothing to do after he was busy, stood aside and glanced around, and was stunned when he found Emperor Han Qing eating. In order to avoid misunderstanding, Xiao Er pretended to move the direction naturally, desperately holding back a smile. Xiao Er couldn't help but think, Han Gongzi, are you reincarnated as a starving ghost?

Emperor Han Qing didn't care about the eyes of others, he still went his own way, and walked out of the inn with brisk steps.

Standing in the middle of the street, watching the traffic flow endlessly, everyone seems to have their own things to do and places to go. He didn't know where to go. The coil is about to run out, and I'm really not in the mood to play.

Raise your legs and wander around the street at will, looking east and west, aimlessly. I remember my mother said that walking in the rivers and lakes is the most taboo eye, the master is low, and the high is not low. If you are forced to do so, you can put down your reserved face, and you need gold and silver to open the way when you walk the rivers and lakes. Poor travel also needs to eat, I didn't think it was at the time, but now I think about it is a wise saying. It's just that now I want to go low, and I don't have a suitable opportunity. You can't really be a shopkeeper, right?

Let's just walk around and see if there's a suitable job. Sir, save it, and then take care of the rest.

Walking around the street, and didn't find anything serious for him, Emperor Han Qing couldn't help but be a little frustrated, reading is a headache for many people, and he has his hands on it. When he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he was penniless, and if he fell into the sand because of this, then he would not be ridiculed to death when he returned to the Han Clan Ancestral Hall, and when he thought of that picture, he shuddered when he thought about it.

You have to find the one that suits you today, or you can only check out. Emperor Han Qing secretly made up his mind, regained his confidence, and continued to look for it on the street.

Until he wandered another street and stopped.

I saw a long queue in front of me, and everyone stepped forward in turn. Everyone spontaneously abides by the rules, does not cut in line randomly, and everything is carried out in an orderly manner. Emperor Han Qing felt curious, and he was not in a hurry to find a job. Stay aside and see what the hell is going on.

At the corner of the street, there is an old man in a green shirt, sitting on a bench steadily, bending down to write a book, a piece of a book, there are men, women and children in front of him, usually the queue dictates, and the old man writes. Behind the old man stood a white cloth sail, on which were sprinkled with two big characters "Write a letter".

It turned out to be a letter, but can you still do this?

Emperor Han Qing couldn't help but think.

One of the women was questioned and learned that she could get five cents for writing a letter.

Emperor Han Qing couldn't help but be speechless.

It's just that I didn't expect to be so profitable from writing letters. Although we know that the emperor is now practicing benevolent government, the fiscal and tax collected by the national treasury has been lowered to the grassroots government as much as possible for the education of people's livelihood. But the fact that so many people need to be written by others shows that the level of education among the people is far from enough. The literacy rate is simply too low. This is the equivalent of illiteracy!

This greatly surprised Emperor Han Qing, as long as the school-age children in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall are free of tuition, they can enter the hall for free. I forgot that not all schools are free, and not everyone has the opportunity to read and write. After all, the Mang people invade from time to time, and the Jiuzhou regime has been in a hurry to resist the Mang people, and the people's livelihood and economy have no time to take care of it. The people can only survive in poverty year after year.

It is precisely because the popularity of reading and literacy is not high that the profession of letter writing has been derived.

In the past, Emperor Han Qing never thought that writing letters could be used as a profession, otherwise with his good handwriting, he was praised by the Confucian sect in Jiuzhou when he won the Great Confucianism. Writing a letter is not easy to grasp, and it is shocking to all at once.

After observing the techniques and operation modes of the old man for a long time, he knew everything clearly. Emperor Han Qing paced relaxed and walked towards the Zuixiang Building, it was so simple, I can too. The right to use a skill to get through the difficulties in front of you first, this is good at, so you don't have to suddenly enter an unfamiliar field, and you can laugh and be generous.

It's so happily decided, and it will open tomorrow. I'm also here to be a small vendor, and Emperor Han Qing secretly planned some details in his heart.

I went back to the inn and asked Xiaoer to buy a white cloth, and folded a thin bamboo pole in the backyard on the first floor. A simple letter-writing signboard was completed, and Emperor Han Qing carefully looked at it around the canvas, not only admiring his versatility. Tables and chairs are simpler, casually rented a set of simple folding tables and chairs, this line is done, in order to highlight the characteristics, I went out to buy some waterproof paper cloth, worked until midnight, and made a bunch of envelopes. Now I don't have to worry about no one patronizing the business, so I asked Xiao Er about the nearby streets with a lot of people. The pen and paper are brought out from the inn, and the special period can be saved.

On the second day, on Tiger Leaping Street in Luoyang City, there was suddenly an extra young vendor in Tsing Yi, with outstanding temperament and unusual handsomeness. To write letters for a living, a five-penny money, send waterproof envelopes, once the business is booming, for a while there is an endless stream of people who write letters, and there are many boudoir girls haunting, just to see the demeanor of the teenager.