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After Ye Junsheng reported to his home, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became awkward. But after a while, someone broke the deadlock and came up to chat with him. He also asked Ye Junsheng to go out for a trip. Now there are two days left before the college entrance examination begins.

However, Ye Junsheng declined one by one on the grounds of "concentrating on preparing for the exam". After eating noodles, he went upstairs to rest.

The next morning, I got up and finished my clothes and prepared to visit Jizhou City to learn about the customs and customs. After all, to take root in this city in the future, I need to first investigate the situation and pave the way for the future.

But as soon as he went downstairs, he was surrounded by a group of children, bustling with people, and enthusiastically asked Ye Junsheng to take a walk to Yazhiwan in the eastern suburbs of the city.

That Yazhiwan belongs to a well-known tourist destination in Jizhou City. Whenever there are literati and poets coming and going, they must go there.

Among them, the boy who talked about Ye Junsheng's embarrassing story yesterday was the most keen attitude towards the child. His surname was "Huang", his name was "Chao", and his name was "Cho", but he was from Daoan Mansion. He was 28 years old this year and had already taken the three examinations. Unfortunately, he failed: "Junsheng, I have no cover for what happened yesterday, so I am apologizing to you today."

Ye Junsheng pondered slightly, shook his head, and said, "Sorry, I really have something to do, so I can't leave the city."

Seeing that he refused firmly, everyone had to disperse regretfully.

Ye Junsheng went out alone - because there was no detailed map, he could only ask more people and record them. After wandering around for a morning, he roughly understood the area of ​​Jizhou City and the main streets, and painted a simple figure on a piece of white paper.

"Hey, Miss, look, it's Mr. Ye."

On a restaurant on the street, Jiang Jing'er was sitting and having a meal. The little girl Age's eyes were sharp and she suddenly saw Ye Junsheng below.

Jiang Jing'er looked down and saw Ye Junsheng pulling a passerby from time to time to ask something. After asking, she immediately wrote it down with a pen.

Is this fool asking for directions?

"Miss, do you want to call him up?"

Jiang Jing'er said calmly: "No need, after dinner, you will leave the city and go home."

Age said "Oh" and seemed to feel a little regretful, and asked again: "Miss, are you really not going with us?"

"Didn't you say that I'm going to take the water route and go from Dao'an Mansion."

Age suddenly blinked: "Miss is going to see that hero Xie."

Jiang Jinger nodded and said, "Yes, it's rumored that he will rush there to do chivalrous and righteousness, punish evil and promote good. Because he is afraid of danger, he won't take you with him."

"But if he had waited for you to arrive, he would have left long ago."

"No, this time his opponent is very serious, it is said to be a monster."

"Ah, monster?"

The little girl asked anxiously: "Is there really a monster in this world?"

"Hehe, what's so strange about having monsters? There are gods in the world."

As he said that, Jiang Jing'er's thoughts paused for a while, and Youran remembered Master Kong's words: The person who severely damaged Mr. Peng should be a magician. It's a pity that I'm afraid I will never meet him in my life...

"immortal?"

Ag stuck out his tongue in an exaggerated manner.

However, among the people, the saying of gods and monsters has been circulating for a long time, and many people believe it and do not think it is absurd.

"It turns out that the lady is going to see Xie Daxia's heroic figure who subdued demons and eliminated demons."

"That's more, he's my idol."

"But then again, is that monster powerful?"

Jiang Jinger replied vaguely: "It should be very awesome. How can I know about this... I accidentally found out about this news, so I thought of walking along the way."

The two girls upstairs talked endlessly, and Ye Junsheng downstairs had left and went to another street. In the evening, he returned to Buyun Inn and began to summarize: Based on his current situation, it is difficult to make a fortune by showing off his inventions. It is even more delusional to use some physical knowledge to change the world.

There are gods and monsters in this world, which is obviously not a traditional historical plane.

Then, it is most appropriate to follow the pace: the first step is to get the scholar's fame, get fame, and go to public school, everything is easy; the second step is to pick up my sister, and I can't let her continue to do those bits and pieces, and I need to find a decent job.

This is a bit difficult to deal with. No matter where you go, you will be angry as long as you work for others. The best thing is to do your own business.

The question is, what business can you do?

Hey, by the way, you can open a bookstore and sell characters.

This is a good idea. In the past, I made my first pot of gold by selling couplets in the countryside. I had tasted the sweetness and could be carried forward and opened it into a shop to make it.

In this way, there is a stable foundation.

In Tianhua Dynasty, there is a lot of demand for calligraphy and paintings, and the couplets and plaques in the middle hall, etc. are all markets. Many people with money will buy some pens and ink to go home, frame them, and hang them at home to be artistic.

Of course, the price of the character is related to fame and status.

Ye Junsheng was very confident in his words. Although he didn't dare to say that a word was worth a fortune, it should be fine to sell food and clothing. This was enough. He didn't expect to make much money. He just gave Ye Junmei a suitable thing to do. She also loved reading poetry and books since she was a child, but later she was poor and could not go to school.

After eating my sister’s “soft rice” for many years, it’s time to raise her girl in turn.

After completing the ideas and planning, I became more relaxed.

Ye Junsheng was very quick and easy to do things. The next day he went out early to do a market investigation. He learned that there was a small street called "Moxiangxiang Lane" in Dongcheng, Jizhou, which specializes in selling characters. If you have the capital, you can go there to buy a shop.

After inquiring, the capital costs about five jin, not a small amount; if you buy a shop directly, the price will be even higher, about fifty jin.

Such capital needs significantly exceed the budget.

However, the money problem can be solved later. Anyway, I have already made plans in my mind and can only be finalized after passing the college entrance examination, so there is no need to rush.

The thoughts are settled and return to the inn.

When I returned to the inn, I suddenly saw many people crowded together and talking, as if there were a great figure coming.

"Ye Junsheng is back!"

With a shout, the crowd automatically moved a path so that Ye Junsheng could walk in.

Ye Junsheng frowned, not frightened, and walked straight into it and saw a young man sitting upright, wearing a white silk robe, spotless. His face was elegant, but his body was slightly thin, and a hint of arrogance naturally revealed between his eyebrows, looking like a lonely snow lotus. Sitting there, he was born to feel a distance from the people around him.

The boy was reading a book while holding a book. When he heard Ye Junsheng coming, he closed the book and stood up, glanced at Ye Junsheng, and said calmly: "So you are Ye Junsheng. OK, very good. I hope you can pass the exam for a scholar and go to Guanchen Academy. Only in that way can I not be lonely."

After saying that, he walked out proudly with his hands behind his back. It seemed that he was waiting here just to say this to Ye Junsheng.

"For no reason, your loneliness has nothing to do with me, your whole family is lonely..."

Ye Junsheng was confused and couldn't help but complain.

Huang Chaozhi came over quietly and whispered: "Junsheng, he is Guo Nanming who vomited blood by you."

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