The encounter between wind and dust is the future, and if you don't see people, don't make a mistake;

How can a white-faced scholar solve the problem? Only send words to the capital!

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The fire in July, the heat was unbearable, and on the trees, Zhizhi was desperately screaming and making noise.

The capital is so big, with a population of tens of thousands, and Chen Tang's arrival is like a drop of water into the sea, quietly and silently, without causing any waves.

There are still a few months before the Son of Heaven test, and during this time, I have to live in the capital all the time.

It is not easy to live in the capital.

Buying a house?

Compared with Panzhou, the housing prices in the capital have not only doubled? Some prosperous areas can really be called sky-high prices.

The little money in Chen Tang's hand was not enough to even buy a thatched pit - he went out with thousands of dollars, but there were all kinds of expenses on the road, and now he only had a few hundred dollars left. If you eat meat every day, you won't be able to survive the end of the month.

The idea of buying a house in the capital is not to be thought about for the time being, and if you can't get into the Jinshi, don't think about it for the rest of your life.

I can't afford to buy a house, so I can only rent it. However, I am not familiar with the place of life, and the information is blocked, so it is not easy to find a suitable place for a while, and it is quite troublesome to find a dental introduction.

Besides, the location is good, and the price is also expensive.

Before entering the city, Chen Tang had a plan, first went to the Gongyuan and reported the name of the person who participated in the Son of Heaven Examination.

The procedures are much more cumbersome than the lifting test, and it takes more than an hour to verify the correct body layer by layer, run here and that, and it takes more than an hour to complete.

He originally wanted to go to the vicinity of Gongyuan to see if there was a suitable house, but when he asked about the rent, he retreated.

Can't afford to rent.

At noon, he dealt with it casually, looking for a shade tree to enjoy the shade, Chen Tang calculated the accounts, and found that it would cost at least thousands of dollars to take the test in Beijing, which was really staggering.

Fortunately, only if you lift people, you need to enter Beijing for the exam. And with the fame, the way to make money is much wider, and it is easier to borrow money.

Chen Tang rarely acknowledges favors, and the main expenses are earned by himself.

He thought about it, sighed, and muttered: "It's difficult to rent a house, and the guest inn can't bear it, so I have to live in a Taoist temple." ”

In the previous examinations of the Son of Heaven, there were always many people who went to Taoist temples to spend the night in order to save money, and even went out of the city to find a place in the suburbs and settle down.

However, Taoist temples are not charities, and if you want to live, you have to help Taoist monks copy books and scriptures as a reward.

Chen Tang was too lazy to do that job, and the Taoist temple he went to was Fushan Temple, and with Zhan Yangchun's letter of recommendation, he could have a place to live for nothing.

After asking for directions, walking through the streets and alleys, and walking for more than an hour, Chen Tang finally found the Fushan Guanfenguan opened in the capital.

"I'm not looking for the wrong place......"

Looking at the dilapidated façade, Chen Tang couldn't help blinking, his expression a little sluggish.

Not to mention the remoteness of the place, the view in Panzhou is located in a corner of the city, so quiet that no one comes and goes.

This can be said to be a feature of Fushan Temple in various places, but I don't know if there is no money, or I want to be quiet and hide in the city.

Chen Tang also knew that these Taoist priests were different from monks, they didn't like mundane affairs and didn't make money from incense. The floating Taoist was surprisingly lazy, lying on the rattan chair every day, unable to move, never moving. Looking at the affairs and neglecting to take care of them, naturally no one cares.

So before coming here, Chen Tang was already mentally prepared. But when he saw the dilapidated Taoist temple in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

You know, this is in the capital. Thinking that as a capital sub-view, it should be a little better than the Panzhou sub-view.

However, at the moment, Mo said that it was good, but it was even a lot worse.

The Panzhou sub-view is deserted, no incense popularity, and this Beijing sub-view is directly dirty and messy, if it were not for the plaque of the deputy "Fushan View" hanging on the forehead, Chen Tang thought that he had walked into the beggar's nest.

The Taoist temple of about 100 square meters has a small courtyard of about 10 square meters in front of it, overgrown with weeds, and the wall is very low, less than three feet, covered with vine green, and a large area of greenery. There are unknown wildflowers blooming, red and yellow.

The gate of the courtyard was made of two fences, woven haphazardly, and with a slight push, it opened.

When I walked into the courtyard, I saw a well and a laurel tree was planted.

Seeing this tree, Chen Tang thought of the floating Taoist under the laurel tree.

Probably this osmanthus tree belongs to the standard configuration of the Fushan Temple, and one will be planted in each Taoist temple.

The pavilion is like a cover, and the growth is good.

"Anyone?"

After Chen Tang came in, he shouted.

No one answered.

Chen Tang wondered and shouted again.

"Shh

In an ear room on the left side of the Taoist temple, a Taoist priest came out, put his finger on his lips, and signaled Chen Tang not to make noise.

Chen Tang was stunned, in fact, he didn't recognize whether the other party was a Taoist priest or not, his hair was scattered, and there was dirt on his face, a gray and a black one.

He walked over and saw that the chamber was very empty, and there was a basin on the ground, and the man squatted on the side of the basin, with his hands on his cheeks, and watched very intently.

Chen Tang looked at him, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a beggar, or an old beggar, but he had a Taoist robe on his body that was so dirty that he couldn't recognize it, which barely showed his identity. If there is no accident, it is probably the host here: Futu Daoren.

At the moment, he saluted respectfully and asked, "May I ask the Taoist, but Futu Zhenren?" Xiaosheng came from Panzhou, and was introduced by Daoist Zhan Yangchun, a disciple of Guiguan, and wanted to stay here for a while. ”

"Got it, just go find a room to live in. ”

The Taoist waved his hand and said impatiently.

Chen Tang was curious, glanced at the pot, and saw that there were two Zhishu fighting there, biting inextricably.

The so-called "weaving" is a cricket, also known as a grasshopper, which can sing and fight. Since ancient times, it has become a great pleasure for the people to fight cocks and dogs, and because of the victory or defeat, they compete to bet and bet for betting.

Chen Tang didn't expect that this person would actually be good for this thing.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't think it was very interesting, so I went to visit the Taoist temple.

Inside and out, except for the Futu Dao people, there is not even a child, and it is an out-and-out single host.

The Taoist temple is not big, a main hall, dedicated to the three Qings, two living rooms, one of which is inhabited by the Futu Taoist people, the other is empty, a couch, mosquito nets, sheets, etc., full of dust, the other is the ear room, and a cooking room.

In the room, the stove is deserted, and I don't know how long it has been since there has been a fire.

But come to think of it, it's really difficult to let Futu cook. So, how did he solve the problem of three meals a day?

Could it be that he has cultivated to become a land immortal and stop eating the fireworks of the world?

But it doesn't look like it.

These Fushan Taoist priests are really lazier than the other. It's okay to float around, at least swing the boy, pick it up cleanly, and in good order; and this float is a typical sloppy Taoist, if you don't stretch the edges, you don't know how to cultivate, compared to the floating life, which is stronger and weaker?

Chen Tang lived in the empty room, cleaned it up, and finally made it like a place for a person to live, and then went to do the sanitation work of the room, thinking that he could save some money by buying rice and coming back to cook.

"You know how to cook?"

I don't know when, the Futu Daoist suddenly ran out, stood on the side, and asked in a daze.

"Yes. ”

Chen Tang replied.

He does know how to cook and stir-fry, and in another time and space, it can be regarded as a self-taught skill for a single dog.

It's just that there is Su Ling at home, and she takes care of all the housework, and Chen Tang doesn't have to cook.

The Taoist smiled: "This is very good. ”

Chen Tang thought for a while and asked, "Is there rice and meat in the Taoist temple?"

He doesn't mind cooking for the other party, the key to buying ingredients is not small, especially if he wants to eat meat, the little money he has left can't last a few days. Especially for two people, two mouths, you can eat more.

"Yes, yes. ”

The Taoist replied with a full mouth, pointing to a rice jar placed in the corner of the room.

This rice jar Chen Tang saw just now, it was empty, and the rats were starving to death. But when he looked at it now and lifted the lid, he couldn't help but be stunned:

Half a jar of rice is being placed in it, one by one, full and milky, and it is the best rice.

I saw the Taoist dig into the wide dirty sleeve again—

"Giggles!"

The cries continued, and he took out a live brocade-haired rooster, good fellow, and looked at its shiny coat, pointed beak, and sharp eyes, and it was wild.

What is this operation?

Chen Tang's eyes were a little straight, and after a while, he couldn't help but slander in his heart: With such a Taoist technique, why don't you just get a ready-made white chopping chicken......?

At the moment, I am secretly happy, and this day of borrowing the Taoist temple seems to be very happy.