Chen Chang looked helplessly at the retreating figures of the stars.
I got up and walked dozens of steps forward, bought two biscuits from a stall on the street, and was very surprised when I saw dozens of people flocking to the east of the city.
The waiter at the biscuit stall seemed to have noticed Chen Chang's thoughts and said: "Young master, it seems that he has just arrived in Jiangling. Every year at the end of the month, the big families in the city want to hire workers. I heard that the wages are quite high...
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Chen Chang nodded while chewing the Hu biscuits. He was lucky that there was a job fair here. After thanking the waiter, he followed the group of people away. He regarded it as luck. After all, four Hu biscuits had been used just now.
You can't just sit back and make money.
He couldn't say that he didn't want to fight.
So, we followed the crowd to an open space paved with bluestone slabs in the east of the city. The place was already bustling with people and noise, and it seemed like a talent market in later generations.
Chen Chang quickly understood the rules of the procedure. Every time a person who looked like a manager of a wealthy family stood on the stage, the crowd below would surge. The people above were just talking about the positions and the benefits.
Yes, everyone in the audience raised their hands, waiting for the stewards to choose.
After several rounds of selection, Chen Chang discovered that although the salary of the servant was good, it was not his turn at all. He was squeezed out of the crowd. After watching from the outside for a while, today's "recruitment" was basically
It's over.
He shook his head, sighed, and when he was about to exit, the people in front started to commotion again.
I saw a middle-aged manager walking up to the stage. As soon as he spoke, the crowd became excited.
"Another one added?"
"What? Monthly rules for five times! Did I hear it wrong?"
"An ordinary servant only earns three to four hundred yuan per month..."
"Which one is this?"
"What to do?"
"Why is the time so short, only one month?"
"I'm afraid this is the last scene today. Brothers, I will no longer be humble!" From people's conversations, Chen Chang roughly knew the income level of an ordinary servant. The price offered by the middle-aged steward is indeed not low.<
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Chen Chang was not moved by this at first. Five guans in a month would not be a pie in the sky. It couldn't be some kind of scam involving paying a lot of money to have a child, right?
I looked around and saw that there were already people rolling up their arms and sleeves eager to try.
The middle-aged steward clasped his hands behind his back and said loudly: "Everyone, when you come to our house, you will not be a servant or anything like that. As for what you will do specifically, my master has a destiny, so I can't say more here. Since the price is five guan, I will do it myself."
There are five principles. Are there any of you who have read and can write?"
"Reading and writing?"
"Did I hear you right? If you could read and write, how could you come to a place like this?"
"The world is hard, and life for scholars is not easy either."
At this point, most of the people began to sigh. A tall man with a beard standing next to Chen Chang stamped his feet and beat his chest, reminding him of those lottery players in his previous life who missed out on the multimillion-dollar jackpot by just one number.
After the Yongjia Rebellion, the Jin Dynasty moved southward, and a large number of gentry, scholar-bureaucrats, and ordinary people followed them southward. Jiangnan civilization thus opened a new page.
At this time, despite more than two hundred years of history, scholars are still in the minority.
The starting point is too high and the conditions are too harsh.
Scholars with integrity will not dedicate themselves to being staff members or servants. Most of the people who come here cannot read or write.
Most of the people dispersed in disinterest, leaving only about less than a hundred people, most of whom stayed to watch the excitement. They were full of curiosity about whose head the errand of Yueli Wuguan fell on.
In the end, there were only ten real candidates, including Chen Chong.
The reason why he ran for election was not out of Chen Chang’s original intention.
Chen Chang originally wanted to see the excitement, but unexpectedly the middle-aged man raised his hand and said: "This young man looks like a scholar, why not sign up to participate?"
Chen Chang looked around, wanting to know who the unlucky guy was about to be caught in the scam of seeking a child with a lot of money.
"Don't look at others, that's right, it's you!"
Chen Chang was stunned. How could he look like a scholar in this rags? Is this housekeeper out of his mind?
I'm not even here to make soy sauce, so I don't need to be so serious, right?
The people around also quickly entered the melon-eating mode, and their faces of different shapes were full of gossip and curiosity.
"Me?" Chen Chang frowned, "I didn't raise my hand just now!"
"Yeah, I know."
"Then why me?"
"Because you didn't raise your hand just now!"
"Uh..." Chen Chang felt that he had been tricked. Are the scammers in the Southern Dynasties so willful and casual in choosing their targets?
The first round of competition is writing. The ten people need to pick up the sticks one by one and write on the mud for the middle-aged steward to judge.
Chen Chang was in the second to last position. The middle-aged steward was walking in front of these people with his hands behind his back. He looked at them one by one, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head. When he came to Chen Chang, he stopped, with a trace in his eyes.
Doubts.
The middle-aged steward looked at this young man, and saw that he was very thin, with a bandage on his head, and his brows were slightly wrinkled. He was very delicate, but his tips were pointed upwards, showing some sharp edges.<
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He always felt that there seemed to be something different about this young man, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.
From the old lady down, everyone in the house is a scholar. Even the guests who come to the house are mostly scholars. As a steward, they naturally know a lot about poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc.
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There were several words crossed out on the dirt in front of the young man. The shapes and fonts were new to him, and they looked very strange.
"What are you..." the middle-aged steward asked, pointing to the writing on the ground.
"Nothing, just finish it casually. Don't delay the selection. You continue, continue..." Chen Chang smiled lightly, and just now he was so excited that he wrote several simplified Chinese characters. He must have been eliminated.
The last person was a fat scholar next to him, with a smile on his face that was as pleated as a steamed bun. He also looked at Chen Chang's words and said: "Brother, it's still raining. Find a place to take shelter quickly."
.” The implication is, stay where it’s cool.
As soon as the fat scholar's words came out of his mouth, there was a commotion of ridicule among the crowd.
"Hey, there are indeed people out there who fish in troubled waters."
"There are still such shameless people."
"Look at how weak and weak he is, but how thick-skinned he is! Boss Wu, I'm afraid you are no match for me either!"
"Fart, don't drag me into this. Although I don't know a single Chinese character, I am an upright person..."
The jeers around him reached Chen Chang's ears, which were not only harsh, but also heartbreaking.
"It's normal not to know these simplified Chinese characters, but those people who don't even see the characters and just follow others' opinions, alas... people's hearts are like this, that's it, that's it..." Chen Chang smiled bitterly, stood up slowly, and left a middle-aged look.
The lonely figures of the steward and the fat scholar.
"Don't just talk without practicing, it's your turn!" The middle-aged manager pointed at the fat scholar.
The fat scholar first agreed, then caught up with Chen Chang and pulled him back: "We are all scholars, and today I will show you what real calligraphy is!" The fat scholar's reasons made Chen Chang dumbfounded.
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This chapter has been completed!