"good."
Seeing Li Ang's resolute attitude, Yu Miaoshui simply slapped the armrests of the chair with both hands, picked up the folding fan, stood up and walked outside the room.
Ai Rong hesitated for a moment, then put away the second version of the contract. Before leaving, he reminded him softly: "Ri Sheng, Dr. Yu has a wide network of friends. He has old friends in pawnshops, banks, and temples. You have more than a month to go to the provincial level.
Even if you try, it’s better not to get distracted.”
"Risheng understands."
Li Ang nodded. Ai Rong's words reminded him of two points.
1. Yu Miaoshui has connections with pawnshops and banks. Don’t even think about borrowing money from other places.
Second, what Yu Miaoshui really worries about is Li Ang's status as a scholar. If he did not have the status of a scholar in the state, Yu Miaoshui would have taken advantage of it and tried to seize the security hall.
After saying this, Ai Rong handed over and left.
Looking at the two people's backs submerged in the street, Chai Cuiqiao gritted her teeth angrily and said anxiously: "Young Master..."
"No hurries."
Li Ang shook his head, walked forward and closed the main door, "They have a formal contract with the signature in their hands, and there is a backup at the Yamen.
The procedures and reasons are all very legitimate.
You can’t just stop them and not let them go, right?”
"But..."
Chai Cuiqiao stamped her foot, "That's one hundred and fifty strings!"
"I know."
Li Ang locked the door bolt, clapped his hands, turned around and looked at his maid, and said with a smile: "Okay, I have my own solution for this matter.
That's it for today. You go ahead and light the fire to cook and prepare the dishes. I'll put this book away and go out to buy vegetables and fruits.
I'm in a hurry to come back, and I haven't bought the Fenghua peaches I promised you yet."
"...Master, you have such a big heart."
Chai Cuiqiao said sincerely, but Li Ang's calmness and confidence made her less nervous, and hurriedly warned: "Fenghua peach should be soft but not rotten. If it is too soft, it will not taste good."
"I know, I know."
Li Ang waved his hand and sent the little maid to light the fire and cook. He took the "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" to the study room, put it together with the other scrolls at home, and went out to the north.
One hundred and fifty strings.
This is indeed a large amount of money.
In Zhenzhou City, you can build fifteen wells, build three pavilions, and buy two fine horses. It takes a low-income family to work hard for four years without food or water to save up.
Li Ang first went to the head of the Zhenzhou Bridge and walked around. He looked at the wooden notice boards at the head of the bridge offering rewards one after another. Then he went to the south port of the city to observe and look at the hardworking dock workers there. He casually talked along the way.
Thinking.
One hundred and fifty guan minus forty-one guan, there is still a gap of 109 guan.
He didn't intend to trouble Aunt Song next door. Although Aunt Song and her family's Lanshenglou business was very good and they could raise it with just a hundred yuan, he already had enough troubles with Aunt Song on weekdays, and he didn't have enough money for his parents' funeral.
Calculate carefully.
He didn't plan to find Pu Liuxuan either.
Pu Liuxuan had just received a letter from the Academy to resume his professorship, and Yu Miaoshui used the Xinglin Society to plan to buy the Baoan Tang. The reason he used so far was legitimate and there was no excuse for interference.
As for using his status as a disciple of the academy to put pressure on Miaoshui...
Well, Li Ang is not yet a disciple of the academy, not even a preparatory student, he just has a letter of recommendation.
What's more, if the outside world knew that he had used the academy's recommendation letter to do something, something might happen - someone might report it to the government out of jealousy, or to eliminate the threat of competition.
Since the other party has made a move, just take it.
After a day of observation in Zhenzhou City, Li Ang was already sure.
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"Serve the essence of the sun and the moon, rush to the beauty of the two scenes, the most wonderful treasure, the highest treasure..."
"Everyone who performs wonderful transformation must first incarnate, and the person who incarnates must first aspire to the way..."
It was late at night, and Li Ang read the obscure words on the scroll by the light of the oil lamp. Every time he read for a while, he would stop and close his eyes to rest.
The mystery of the text is on the one hand, and the dimness of the oil lamp is on the other hand - the oil lamp originally used by the Yu State was shaped like a lotus, and was divided into two dishes. The lower dish was filled with water, and the upper dish contained oil.
When in use, light the wick in the oil dish. Since the lower dish is filled with water, the temperature of the wick is not high and the burning speed naturally slows down, thereby reducing the fuel consumption of the oil lamp and extending the burning time.
This kind of oil-saving lamp was forced by the scarcity and expensiveness of oil. It was not until the Academy improved the technology fifty years ago and invented glass and a new oil refining method that a new type of glass oil lamp became available.
There is a glass lampshade to prevent wind, and the wick can be controlled to shorten or extend through the knob.
In addition to saving fuel, you can also control the brightness.
It is already close to the modern oil lamp in Li Ang's memory.
"However, it's still too dark."
Li Ang rubbed his sore eyes and placed the "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" on the table.
I can't read it.
It's like a book from heaven, I know every word, and when I put them together, I'm completely confused.
If you agree to read the spiritual scriptures, can you feel the heat flowing in your body?
Li Ang hesitated for a moment, stood up, lightly jumped twice in the room, and then posed like a primary and secondary school student doing gymnastics broadcasts.
From "The Rising Sun" and "The Eagle Takes Off" to "The Times Are Calling" and "Dancing Youth",
From stretching exercises to stretching exercises,
He even stood on his head.
No feeling of heat at all.
Chai Chai, who was in the same room but in a different bed, had already fallen asleep. When he heard the noise, he turned around in a daze and huddled under the quilt, only showing a small white face. He closed his eyes and whispered softly in his sleep, "Master.
..You need to go to the toilet..."
"Can you speak?"
Li Ang's face darkened, he recovered from the handstand, patted the dust on his palms, and said softly: "Sleep quickly."
"oh."
Chai Cuiqiao was like a silkworm in a cocoon, twisting and turning over. After a while, she heard subtle breathing and whispering in her sleep, "Cherry biluo, hey hey, lychee, hey hey, bean paste rice dumplings, hey hey...
"
Dreams are all about food, this maid is hopeless.
Li Ang rolled his eyes helplessly, turned to look at the half-closed scroll book on the table, and rubbed his sore eyebrows.
Did we agree that the time traveler will bring his own golden thigh? Let alone the golden thigh, how about a golden finger?
Could it be that the trigger has not been successful yet?
Li Ang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently muttered in the ocean of consciousness, "System? System?"
No response.
"Deep Blue? Wind Spirit Moon Shadow? Where's the modifier? Where's the modifier? Save me!"
Still no response.
Li Ang opened his eyes, calmed down his breath for a few seconds, and stepped solemnly in the room, walking in a square direction counterclockwise, while moving his lips slightly, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun, Fusheng Xuanhuang God, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun...
"
Waited for a moment, still...no response.
Okay, I knew it.
Li Ang slapped his forehead and reluctantly accepted the reality. He tied the scroll book with a string and hung it on the bedside. He turned off the oil lamp and lay down on another bed in the room.
In my heart, I thought about the academy, the practice, the well, and the one hundred and fifty strings, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
This chapter has been completed!