"I'm about to repair the house, and you all come here to help out!"

Yang Chen looked at the few people who came in, and immediately smiled, and greeted him warmly.

If you have these people to help you repair the house, you can definitely repair the house quickly.

When the house is repaired, at least it will make the house much warmer, and this winter, it will be better.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

When several people heard Yang Chen's words, they were all a little dumbfounded and spoke in unison.

"You're planning to make us scholars do such a stupid job?"

"We are all good readers, these jobs are done by those rural villagers, what we have to do is to hold a volume, the title of the gold list, and the future will be peaceful in the world, herdsmen!"

"How can we do such a thing, it's a humiliation to us!"

"If you weren't our friend, if you were the second person, we would have cut off our robes with us!"

What's going on?

Yang Chen didn't expect that his casual words would cause such a big reaction from these friends?

After thinking about it for a while, I felt a little ridiculous in my heart.

It turns out that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, everything is inferior, but only reading is high.

The status of scholars is still very high in society.

Before they became famous, this group of scholars basically ignored the things outside the window, and only read the books of sages, hoping that one day, they would become famous and known to the world.

In addition to reading, other things are regarded as cheap things by the reader, and they are disdainful.

They are noble people, and naturally they want to do noble things, reading, writing, traveling in the mountains, playing in the water, participating in some poetry meetings, doing some articles, and enjoying some [wind] and moon, which is what a reader should do.

As for things like repairing houses, even if they freeze to death, they won't do it themselves.

"Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to fall to this point, I think you are indeed not lightly ill, and you have to be cured if you are sick!" A friend looked at Yang Chen with concern in his eyes, and his eyes were full of regret.

A dignified genius in Weicheng!

A dignified reader!

actually did such a lowly thing.

It still looks like something to be taken for granted.

This Yang Chen is really not lightly ill, so he won't hurt his brain with a serious illness this time.

The rest of the friends also looked at Yang Chen with a sigh, and some of the taste of sadness was contained in it.

Yang Chen couldn't help but pat his head.

Forget it, the concept of this Great Zhou Dynasty is too different from his own concept, even if he reasoned with them, it would not make sense.

"Well, it's my fault, it's my sick that I'm sick and confused!"

Yang Chen let these people into the house.

After pouring a cup of hot water for everyone, he spoke.

"You came to me Yang Chen, could it be for Master Li's 'Dongmei' poetry meeting?"

Several people glanced at each other, and there was a little doubt in their eyes.

I feel that today's Yang Chen is a little different from the past.

Between words and deeds, there is a great self-confidence.

There is no trace of the past.

"Yes, you also know that Master Li is a very famous person in our Weicheng, and it is said that the ancestor of Master Li is a person who once moved the world because of his fame, attracted the minds of all beings, and gathered incense and lit the divine fire. ”

"As a descendant of such a god, Master Li's status and influence in our Weicheng, I won't say much!"

"This time, Master Li held the 'Dongmei' poetry meeting, if we can make a name for ourselves at the poetry meeting, we will definitely become famous if we get a word of praise from Master Li!"

"With a reputation, by the beginning of spring next year, when we go to take the Xiucai exam, it will definitely be easier!"

"We know that you have literary talents, but would you like to go to the poetry club?"

A few people have made things clear to me.

After Yang Chen listened, he gently knocked on the table with his hand, making a very rhythmic sound, one after another, and the sound was endless.

My brain also turned rapidly, thinking about what benefits I would bring to myself if I participated in this 'Dongmei' poetry meeting?

After all, in my mind, there are classic poems and articles from up and down China for 5,000 years, and participating in the poetry meeting with these people is simply bullying them.

It is possible to achieve a crushing victory.

In addition, I thought about the amazing information revealed in the words of these people.

Scholars can actually attract the minds of sentient beings, gather incense, light the divine fire, and become a god!

After a little flipped through the memory of his predecessor Yang Chen, I realized that there is indeed a legend in this world that a scholar becomes a god, but the legend is just a legend, and as a low-level reader, he has never seen a scholar who becomes a god.

Perhaps, that's just a legend!

Yang Chen laughed secretly in his heart, just like his own world, there are many kinds of legends, there are legends of immortality, there are legends of flying to the sky, and there are legends of opening the world and creating the world, but the legends are just legends, no one has ever seen an immortal person, let alone anyone who can fly to the sky, as for opening the world and creating the world, no one has ever seen it.

Scholars become gods, and scholars can also become gods?

Perhaps, this is just a legend of this world.

Yang Chen shook his head, no longer thinking about this question, it was better to ask something practical.

The most important thing for Yang Chen is that he has a warm room and a steaming meal.

"In addition to fame, does the poetry club have any rewards for those who are the best?" Yang Chen said.

After all, Yang Chen is very confident to win the first place with the knowledge he has mastered.

"What else should we pay attention to besides fame?" said a few of the friends laughing self-deprecatingly.

"Besides, it's up to us, and we want to take the first place? Forget it, we're just going to show up and get acquainted!"

"However, I paid a little attention to it, it seems that the first place can not only get a piece of ink treasure from Master Li, but also a thousand taels of silver!"

"It's just a copper-smelling thing, it's not worth mentioning!"

When it comes to a thousand taels of silver, these few scholars are very disdainful.

"Rich?"

Hearing a thousand taels of silver, Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

Unlike this group of scholars who lived in the Great Zhou Dynasty, as a modern person, he knew the importance of money.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you can go all over the world, but you can't move an inch without money.

Money is not everything, but if you don't have money, you can't.

Eating and drinking Lazar is inseparable from money.

You need money to read!

You need money to eat!

To make a new outfit, you also need money!

In life, there is almost no place for money that is not needed.

"Money is a good thing!"

Yang Chen was secretly excited in his heart, he had already decided that he had to go to this Master Li's 'Dongmei' poetry meeting.

"Alas, Brother Yang has indeed fallen, and when he heard the word money, his eyes lit up!"

Several of Yang Chen's friends shook their heads helplessly, secretly regretting in their hearts, they were very worthless for Yang Chen.

used to be a genius in Weicheng, but now he has gotten into the money eye.