The loan shark thing is a sinkhole, once you get involved in it, don't try to get rid of it if you don't lose your wife's capital.

Chen Jingzi's crazy overdraft consumption, although it is too unwise to learn, but his feelings are pitiful.

Chen Xian was touched by Rushan's fatherly love, and hurriedly poured tea for his father, "Dad, if I run away at this juncture, won't I be a brute? The money is spent on our brothers and sisters, and I should solve this problem!"

Although as a traverser, he has no real family relationship with the Chen family, but people's hearts are flesh and blood, even if you read a novel, you will be moved to cry, not to mention the real things that happened in front of you.

To be human, to be kind.

He felt compassion and decided that even if he couldn't get his living expenses, he would settle the matter and leave with a clear conscience.

"You?"

Chen Jingzi smiled bitterly, not taking his seriousness seriously, "You are still young, practice diligently in the future, and win glory for your father outside, which is the greatest filial piety." Let's go, you're just a burden to stay now!"

It's not that he despises his son, and even he can't think of a way to make money, so he can't do anything, and how can he help Chen Xian, who is ignorant of the world?

Chen Xian didn't want to argue, so he asked directly, "How much money do you owe?"

Chen Jingzi replied: "Even the principal with interest, a total of 1,000 taels of silver." According to the agreement, this time half of it will be repaid first, that is, five hundred taels. Alas, I really didn't expect the bookstore's business to be so bad this year......"

He sighed bitterly.

Chen Xian pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly moved to the booklet on the desktop, and said: "Let's copy three copies of "Kong Ming Palm", one to keep, one to the pawnshop for some money, and the last one to the Zhou family, which can pay off some debts!"

"That's a good idea!"

Chen Jingzi's eyes suddenly lit up, and then dimmed again, "The pawnshop old Cui is too treacherous, he will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob and can't sell it for a good price! As for the Zhou family, hmph, they are arrogant and domineering, and they won't fulfill our ......."

Chen Xian nodded and said firmly: "It's man-made, let's take our time." Selling exercises can only alleviate part of the pressure, don't worry, Dad, I have a way!"

With that, he got up and walked towards the back hall.

Chen Jingzi sat there, looking at his back in a daze, with a complicated mood.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as the son encounters setbacks, he will be cowardly and afraid, and find excuses to retreat.

When he came back from this outing, his "son" was obviously a lot more mature. Although he didn't expect to really help, he was already satisfied with this filial piety.

Thinking of this, Chen Jingzi leaned back in the chair, his old face showed relief, and muttered: "Child, did you see it in the sky, we have grown up......"

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No matter which world you put it in, it is a matter of course to repay debts. If you don't pay the bills, you have to raise money.

Chen Xian returned to his room, lay on the bed upside down, and began to think about a fundraising plan.

Scraping together five hundred taels of silver, it is actually simple to say that it is simple, and it is not without a solution. It's just that he strives for a perfect solution, not wanting to ruin his father's peaceful life.

"If I go to a neighboring village or town, I will naturally be able to get money by stealing and robbing by virtue of my cultivation. But doing so, on the one hand, it violates morality, and my conscience cannot get by, and on the other hand, I have worries about the future, which may cause trouble for my father!"

After he left, his father had to continue to live, and there was no need for him to take risks and do things that hurt nature and reason unless he had to.

Therefore, he wants to make money in a dignified manner.

"If you don't steal or rob, you're left to write novels. Although this is a high-martial world, which is very different from the earth, human emotions and thoughts are common, as long as they encounter wonderful stories, they will be moved and immersed in it!"

The so-called high and low martial arts, modern and ancient, are nothing more than differences in the external environment. Even if you can penetrate the sky and call the wind and rain, as long as you are still a human being, and you still have seven emotions and six desires, it is still the same in essence.

Think about it, seeing the food in your mouth being snatched away, what world of people will not be angry?

Being praised, admired and even licked by the same kind, who doesn't want to float to the sky beautifully?

In the face of the temptation of sexy and hot beauty, what man with sound reproductive organs is not majestic?

......

The focus of online writing is precisely to arouse these desires of readers and generate emotional resonance, so that readers can get comfort and satisfaction, commonly known as "refreshing".

So, a good story works anywhere. On the other hand, as long as it is a good story, there is no need to worry about the market.

"I'm new here, I don't know how well the locals are accepted, I should go from shallow to deep, and try the cool text with a wide audience first......!

There are too many good choices, but the situation is imminent, he can't have them all, he must choose a fast-paced Xiaobaiwen, quickly conquer the people of Tiankeng Town, and squeeze out a lot of money.

He thought about it for a long time and decided to choose the first online article he read in his previous life. It is it that leads me to this ...... of no return The road of crossing can be said to be indispensable.

After setting the goal, things didn't end there, and one problem after another followed.

The repayment period is only 10 days, even if he does not sleep and writes hard, how many books can he transcribe? If he wants to make a lot of money, the more readers he attracts, the better, how can he sell them to a few people?

In addition, he is not familiar with the local customs and culture, and it is too difficult to write books by himself. And the settings and common sense involved in the online article may not be understood by others locally.

Time is tight, the task is heavy, and it is not easy to copy the public.

"It's too late to copy books now, and we have to find another way. By the way, weren't there storytellers in ancient times? I could set up a stall to tell stories and earn the audience's tipping money......

Copying books instead of telling stories, although this idea is good, is not easy to operate in practice.

Don't look at him when surfing the Internet, he is high-spirited and high-spirited, but in reality, he is a sullen otaku, easy to blush and heartbeat when he sees strangers, and he is incoherent.

To put it bluntly, leaving the keyboard, he is a war scumbag.

Let him spit lotus flowers on stage, talk and laugh, is it realistic?

"Unrealistic!"

He was still self-aware, and frowned bitterly, "But there is no turning back when I open the bow, I patronize my mouth, and I have already finished bragging in front of my father, so I can only bite the bullet and pretend to be this to the end!"

It is difficult for a rich man to be a man without money, and he has experienced the embarrassment of poverty even more.

At this point, he had to get out of bed, cheer himself up, and begin to sort out the contents of the novel.

He used to stay up late reading stories, but this time, and for the first time in his life, he stayed up late to tell a story.

Ten days, earn five hundred taels, Lao Tzu fights!

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The next morning, Chen Xian went out.

Walking in the downtown area, he wore his father's long robe, shook an unseasonal bamboo fan in his left hand, held the cloth banner used by fortune tellers in his right hand, and sprinkled flip-flops on his feet that had been transformed overnight.

He also carried a mazar on his back.

Dress up like this in late autumn, don't be too stylish. In a previous life, passers-by would definitely call the police, thinking that he had escaped from a mental hospital.

Along the way, it attracted countless stunned glances.

"Isn't this Lao Chen's son?

"These straw sandals look very economical!"

"You see what is written on the banner, the sword is like a dream, is he sleepwalking?"

In the midst of the cynical words, Chen Xian was so cold that his face was light, and he walked forward with his head held high.

Today's drama is exaggerated!