"Good words!

A man who looked like a butler had a scroll in his hand and couldn't help but praise him again and again.

For two days in a row, Zhou Ang got up early in the morning and went to various temples and Taoist temples in Lingzhou City, went home at noon, and began to copy the "Diamond Sutra".

And with the blessing of this state, even if he only copied until dark each time, he could still copy two copies of the scriptures a day with ease.

In other words, he can transcribe 10,000 words in half a day!

And the handwriting is neat and beautiful, and there are no mistakes.

So, in just three days, he successfully completed his first piecework job.

And when he got up early this morning, he first brought his work results to Chen's house in Jing'anfang, ready to settle his salary first.

When he arrived at the door to explain his intentions, he was quickly brought in by Menzi, but this time he did not go to the flower hall where Zhou Ang went last time, but went to a small courtyard. And the person in charge of this matter is no longer his Shibo Chen Jing, but has been replaced by the person who looks like a housekeeper in front of him.

When one of the previous readers did not hand in the four scrolls so smoothly, it was his turn, and as soon as the scrolls were handed over, he immediately won the praise of the "reviewer".

The five unglued semi-finished products were flipped through one by one, and the more the man looked at them, the more he praised them, and when he had read all the scriptures, the man looked back and smiled: "Young brother is really a good word!"

Zhou Ang smiled when he heard this, said "pass the prize", and then handed over the remaining paper, two unused sheep's hair pens, and about one-third of the remaining rosin ink, and said, "This is the rest." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Young brother is a serious man!

He praised it with a smile, and then said: "These things, not to mention the pen, no matter how many copies the young brother copied, the government will not take them back, if it is not enough, you can even come to get it again." If there is any surplus of paper and ink, the young brother can keep it for his own use. Even if you give it, you will never come back. ”

Zhou Ang suddenly nodded with a smile and said, "So...... Thank you very much!"

The man smiled, sat down and asked for his name, first wrote a post, attached it to the five scriptures sent by Zhou Ang, and then took a small piece of paper with a monogram and wrote: Five copies of the scriptures will be completed immediately, and the total amount will be two hundred and fifty words.

After writing, he took out a roll of paper, a spindle of ink, and the piece of paper, handed it over, and after Zhou Ang took it, he took out the roster, handed the pen to Zhou Ang, pointed to him to sign to confirm that he had received a piece of paper and ink, and said: "There is an account room in the west wing, and the young brother will go out later, and he will get the moistening pen." ”

Zhou Ang signed his name and came out, went to the west wing room and handed over the note, and sure enough, he happily settled a string of green money.

Two hundred and fifty copper coins, round square holes, strung together with ropes, they feel very tactile and look very textured - Zhou Ang is not afraid of the jokes of other people's accounts, so he counted them one by one with his hands in front of him.

Two hundred and fifty texts, one is not less.

After thanking him, standing under the porch and facing the sun, he couldn't help but hold up the string of money in his hand and look at it seriously for a moment—this was the first money he had earned since he came to this world.

It can even be said that he saw money for the first time in this world.

It is said that this copper coin is not all copper, but several metals are melted together according to a certain proportion and cast, of course, copper should account for the majority, otherwise it should be called tin money or lead money.

But of all the metals that melt copper coins, copper is certainly the most expensive. Therefore, it is difficult to say what is the proportion of various metals in it.

Anyway, it is not unreasonable for everyone to call copper coins "green coins".

He no longer looked like the red-gold color that copper should have, but a cool cyan.

A small string of two hundred and fifty wen was carried in his hand, and it was indeed "a string of money like a green snake".

Put the money in the placket, holding the paper and ink and two pens, he was not in a hurry to go home as soon as possible, but went to Sogo Fang first - the best rice, the current price is 54 Wen a bucket, Tong Su is not bullied, the rice quality is not moldy or damp, smooth and clean as broken jade.

After choosing a grain shop with a big face and asking about the price, Zhou Ang carefully untied the rope, counted the numbers, and took down fifty-four dollars. So, the copper coins that had arrived freshly left his hand, stuffed them into the grain bag that he had carried all the way around his waist, and filled a bucket of fine rice.

When he got home, his mother and sister were not there, and there was no one to share the joy of this harvest, so he had to put all his things on his bookcase first, and keep them until he came back at noon to make the whole family happy, and then simply cleaned up, and for the first time he carried a dozen copper coins on his body, and went out again.

You still have to look for someone.

Although a few days have passed, he has become a little more and more disappointed, occasionally dreaming back to himself in the middle of the night to wake himself up, and he will subconsciously can't help but fantasize: What if that fox demon sucks up my yang qi and has already transferred the map?

But each time, reason will help him to restrain and extinguish this illusion of luck.

Even if his fantasy came true, even if he knew clearly now that the fox demon had left and would never come again, he would never give up his search for that middle-aged man.

Because he knows exactly that there are really monsters in this world!

This one is gone, who can guarantee that they will not suddenly meet the next youkai one day?

In a world where there are humans or demons who have broken the limits of normal human abilities, there is no doubt that this power that transcends the limits is definitely worth chasing!

It's even more worth having than fame and fortune!

In addition, since the time crossing, when he was playing Tai Chi and copying scriptures, the wonderful state he has entered is really yearning-he feels that the cool breeze blowing into the bone marrow along all the pores around his body is probably the basis for the transcendent existence of this world.

And the existence of that state in oneself means that one already has that foundation.

In this case, as long as there is a glimmer of chance, of course, try to find the person who can recognize the demonic energy, and try to see if you can have a chance to get in touch with the mysterious inner world that lurks under the surface of normal society.

............

Today, he has money in his pocket, and he goes to the most famous and largest temple in Lingzhou City.

Hokokuji Temple.

It is the Baoguo Temple where Lu Chunsheng and Lu Jin's father and son killed pigs for others.

There is a strange rule that monks are always better at trading than Taoist priests.

Baoguo Temple is located in Zhongyi Fang, just enter the square gate, you can already see the temple entrance of the square covering a large area, and the bustling flow of people on the square - this is not original.

Three years ago, before that Zhou Ang was fifteen years old, he had been to Chang'an, the national capital, with many scholars in the county, and went to Chang'an, the capital of the country.

Later, I really had no money, so I had no choice but to leave.

During his studies, he and his classmates visited Chang'an twice, which can be regarded as seeing the prosperity of Chang'an. In Chang'an, the capital of the country, there is a famous Great Ci'en Temple, which is also good at trading, and the scale is even much larger than this.

At this time, when I entered the Zhongyi Fang, I saw the bustle in the square at the entrance of Baoguo Temple from a distance, and there was some touching feelings, which made Zhou Ang subconsciously recall some memory fragments of the Daci'en Temple in Chang'an City.

The setting here seems to be a deliberate imitation of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple.

The main entrance of the temple is recessed, leaving a large square at the door, not to mention, along the square for a week, the temple has also built a large circle of façade, eating, drinking, playing, selling everything.

Baoguo Temple has a large number of pilgrims, and the flow of people can naturally bring consumption, and the enrichment of the store, in turn, has promoted the increase in the flow of people, so that the liveliness of the square in front of the Baoguo Temple is not inferior to the Sogo Fang, which specializes in opening shops and doing business.

The rent of these shops alone is a lot of money every year.

Moreover, this Baoguo Temple not only collects rent, but also runs many industries in person, such as the guest house with more than 100 Zen rooms, and the well-known roast pig.

Yes, the monk is selling roast pigs!

They don't kill pigs, and it is said that they don't eat them when they roast them, because these are things that are clearly stated in the Buddhist precepts that are not allowed, but there is no precept that they are not allowed to roast pigs to sell!

Zhou Ang walked around the square, and went to the door of the shop selling roast pigs to take a look - a fat monk sat in the counter at the door, and when he saw Zhou Ang's probe, he said directly: "It's not baked yet, come back at noon!"

It is said that this shop makes more than a dozen roast pigs every day, which are sold at noon and sold out in the evening!

Zhou Ang shook his head and walked away, entering the Baoguo Temple, but he didn't have the intention to look at the golden body in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, just grabbed a sweeping monk and asked where the guest house was.

There were two monks on duty in the guest house, but when they heard that they were not staying in, they were just looking for someone, so they were not very energetic, and they reluctantly listened to Zhou Ang's description, and both of them thought about it and shook their heads.

"I have never seen the man whom the benefactor said. ”

............

Out of Zhongyi Fang, to the south is Dashiqiao Fang.

Lingjiang water is quite vast when it is in full bloom, when the water dries up in winter, the water surface is also more than ten zhang wide, when it enters the boundary of Lingzhou City, it enters from the southwest of the city, goes out from the southeast of the city, passes through two water gates and four squares along the way, these four squares are the right Lingjiang Fang, the big stone bridge Fang, the Anmin Fang and the left Lingjiang Fang.

Among them, Anminfang is the shipping center and shipbuilding center in the standard sense, and to the north of Anminfang, it is Guangshoufang, inns, warehouses, restaurants, tea shops, and the streets are all over the street.

As for Dashiqiaofang, as the name suggests, there should be a big stone bridge there, but in fact, this big stone bridge that can really communicate the north and south of the Lingjiang River is located in the middle of Dashiqiaofang and Anminfang.

That is, Lingzhou City is on the real north-south main road.

On the north and south banks of the Lingjiang River in Dashiqiaofang, almost all of the people who live on water are draughts. Mainly laborers, it is said that there are many private squatters and prostitutes with half-hidden doors.

Zhou Ang came out of Zhongyifang, his mood was a little low, and he walked south, and soon arrived at the Lingjiang River.

The river is full of boats.

The sails are stretched high, and the white waves are plowed.

Zhou Ang knew that if he walked downstream along the river embankment from here, passed Anminfang, and went to Zuoling Jiangfang, he would definitely be able to see his mother Zhou Cai's and his little sister Zhou Zihe washing clothes hard by the water's edge.

He didn't go to the bridge, but just walked to the embankment next to the bridge, put his hands behind his back, looked at the river in front of him, and sighed slowly - what should I do?

I have to think of a way to keep looking for it, and I almost don't see any hope at all!

We have to think of a new way!

It's really not good, do you want to start with your uncle Zhou Ye and try to use the power of the county government?

If you want to find someone, the officials in the county government are very powerful!

But that costs money, a lot of money!

The errands handed down by the above, if they can't see the benefits, they just deal with it, and the matter can be done if it can be passed, and it can be delayed if it can't be passed. But as long as it is profitable, even if ordinary people ask them for help, as long as the money is spent, these people can pull up all the feet and teeth of the car and ship shops in Lingzhou City at any time, forming an incomparably dense intelligence network.

Just find someone, whatever!

But...... I don't have any money!

So it's not going to work.

I can only find it little by little by myself, and I will try my chance!

Facing the river, blowing the slowly coming river breeze, Zhou Ang couldn't help but let out a long breath again.

It's a feeling of knowing that the opportunity is there, but you can't find the key to it!

However, at this moment, his sigh was just out, but he suddenly heard someone say beside him: "Young brother is young, he will have great achievements in the world, why is Linjiang sighing?"

Zhou Ang turned around when he heard this.

The moment he saw the speaker, his eyes widened suddenly.