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Chapter nine hundred and fifty six -- Beckham's notice

If Bai Zhantang had not withdrawn from the world and was still the thieves leader, he could really pat his chest and say that he was not short of money.

But now he is just a waiter, what others call a waiter. So now Lao Bai wants to be someone who is short of money.

As for whether Lao Bai has any savings or anything like that, Yang Hongru can tell you responsibly - no!

People in the world are the type who are drunk now and worried about tomorrow. If you save money conscientiously, you may end up in the enemy's wallet in the end.

Therefore, Jianghu people cannot save money, and Jianghu people are generally not short of money. The ways they get money are very diverse. If a righteous young hero is short of money, he can find a copycat to rob the rich and give to the poor to increase his reputation. If

If you have a strong background, you can also go to the house of a famous local charlatan to eat, drink and earn some money.

As for heretics...the methods are even more diverse, and there are various records in the Ming Law.

For example, when Lao Bai was still a thief, wouldn't it be normal to steal a wallet? If the money is not spent, you can also help the poor people who sold their children and daughters - anyway, it is not the money you earned with your hard work.

Don’t feel bad!

High-ranking Jianghu people like Yang Hongru can withdraw money at any time from branches in various places. Especially for profit-making sects like Tianji Pavilion, there is usually no shortage of money.

But it is difficult for ordinary people to make money! How much does it cost for Lao Bai to work conscientiously as a waiter for a month? Food and accommodation are included, which is two cents of silver! Yang Hongru casually gives Lao Bai half a year's salary!

Of course, there are two separate lines between Jianghu people and ordinary people. The total number of Jianghu people in the entire Ming Dynasty was less than 100,000 (not counting the minions who became bandits, only the top three leaders), while the number of ordinary people was hundreds of millions.

···Do you think you are a charlatan if you practice two-handed crop tricks? It’s not that simple!

In addition to martial arts, what's more important in Jianghu is relationships! Look at the martial arts of those bodyguards, all of whom are ordinary. Can you say that he is not a Jianghu person?

Jianghu is a very complicated thing and a very abstract concept - so many martial arts movies will explain the word "jianghu" in a mysterious way from various angles. If the audience is fooled to understand, the movie will be art... Without fooling the audience, the movie will be art.

That’s vulgar!

After chatting with Lao Bai for a while, the inn was officially opened. Gradually people came here to eat - most families in the Ming Dynasty had two meals. Because they got up early and went to bed early - lamp oil was quite expensive and could be used late at night.

Just sleep.

Yang Hongru once again set up the stage and started storytelling as usual. Yang Hongru's storytelling is a daily program at Tongfu Inn. People who like to listen to books will come to Tongfu Inn to drink tea and eat while listening to stories.

Mr. Yang's stories are something they have never stopped playing. They are foreign, time-travel, and future... Where have the people of the isolated Qixia Town heard such stories? Who is not fascinated by them?

And not only the people of Qixia Town, but also the people of Shibalipu and villagers from nearby villages will come to Tongfu Inn to have a meal and listen to stories in their free time.

There is an extreme lack of spiritual civilization these days, and it is unusual for people to flock to great dramas that have been heard countless times, let alone Yang Hongru's story, which is never the same no matter how you tell it!

Yang Hongru entrusted the scholar to record the story when he was telling it, and then compiled the manuscript for publication in Tianji Pavilion's Jianghu Daily. As a contemporary of Tianji Pavilion, squatting in Qixia Town every day without doing business is actually a dereliction of duty.

But if he has enough manuscripts published, no one will say anything wrong about him. There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests!

When Yang Hongru asked the scholar to copy, it was not in vain. Yang Hongru paid the scholar a salary on a monthly basis - two taels per month!

To be honest, this amount of money is not even a drop in the bucket compared to what Yang Hongru earns. But this money cannot be given too much - to promote rice favors and to fight rice enemies. What if you give too much money and the scholar loses his talent?

Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged toads are everywhere!

Qixia Town is not far from Songjiang Mansion, and there are many scholars in Wuyang and Wuyang. Not to mention other places, the children trained by Baima Academy are all literate!

Among the many listeners, Mo Xiaobei was regarded as Yang Hongru's biggest fan. Whenever Yang Hongru started telling stories, Mo Xiaobei would listen with stunned ears.

Xiao Bei is at the age where he loves to play and be noisy, and Xiao Guo also likes to play with Xiao Bei - when you play with Xiao Bei, you don't have to work!

Finally, Xiao Bei and Xiao Guo were playing Galaha (a very age-revealing toy, made from sheep bones - older people should have played with it). After seeing it, Tong Xiangyu immediately scolded Xiao Guo: "

Look at you! You know how to play every day! You’ve led Xiaobei of the E family into trouble!"

Xiao Guo said innocently: "She took me to play, okay? These things all belong to her!"

Mo Xiaobei was very angry when he saw that Guo Furong had betrayed him so easily.

Tong Xiangyu sat on the chair and asked: "Xiao Bei! Where do these things come from?"

Xiao Bei glanced at Guo Furong, who turned around decisively. Xiao Bei also resolutely dismissed the blame: "Xiucai! My sister-in-law is asking you a question!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar hurriedly shook his head: "One to one is one, two to two is two, three to three is three, four to four is four..."

Tong Xiangyu walked to the counter with a frosty face: "Lü Qinghou!"

Lu Xiucai immediately gave up: "It's not me! I'm only responsible for the delivery of the connector box. My boss is--Li Dazui!"

"Go and call him out!" Tong Xiangyu shook him angrily.

"Li Dazui! The shopkeeper invites you!" Lu Qinghou shouted like a eunuch.

Da Zui came out of the kitchen happily while wiping his hands: "Come on, come on! We are all our own people, why are you so polite? Please..."

Looking at the frosty Tong Xiangyu and the mutton bones on the table, Li Dazui's heart skipped a beat: "Well, there's still food on the stove... I'll go back if nothing happens!"

"Stop...please confess and be lenient..." Tong Xiangyu said grimly.

"Look at what you said, why can't I understand a word of it?" Da Zui pretended to be confused.

Tong Xiangyu snorted coldly: "I know you don't want to say that the most important thing in the world is loyalty!"

"That's right! Even if you beat me to death, I can't confess Lao Bai!" Big Mouth seemed to be cowardly and sold Lao Bai.

Lao Bai looked solemn, then walked over with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Then he looked at the sheep bones on the table and played with them: "Oh, I haven't seen this kind of thing for a long time!"

"Big Mouth, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins." Tong Xiangyu threatened.

Dazui decisively rebelled, grabbed Lao Bai's lapel and said, "Just do it!"

Lao Bai said: "What are you doing? My clothes are torn!"

"What are you looking for?" Bai Zhantang pointed at Li Dazui and threatened: "Let go! Let go! There is someone here!"

"Where is there?" Big Mouth asked.

Standing at the door, Mr. Xing coughed: "I'm not a human being?"

Bai Zhantang opened his mouth with all his strength: "Look!"

Tong Xiangyu showed a smile: "Oh~ Lao Xing is here! Watch tea, watch tea!"

Lao Bai quickly poured water for Mr. Xing. Lao Xing said, "No need, I'm here to deliver a message to you."

After Tong Xiangyu opened the envelope, she was first surprised, then surprised, and finally covered her face and cried.

Yan Yi looked like a barometer and everyone was dumbfounded. What is going on?

Yang Hongru came over and took a look: "Baima Academy admission notice!"

Tong Xiangyu stood up and went upstairs with the notice in her hand, as if she was high.

"Xiao Bei! You have finally grown up!" Tong Xiangyu said with tears.

"Please! She just entered elementary school!" Xiao Guo said speechlessly.

Tong Xiangyu choked back: "Well, I haven't gone to school yet!"

Xiao Guo:······

Is there anything to be proud of?

Yang Hongru's face straightened: "If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. I'll make a calculation - you will have a big disaster!"

"You can also tell fortunes?" Lao Bai was surprised.

Yang Hongru nodded: "I know how to calculate, but I'm not proficient in it. When I was abroad, I used to rely on this trick to fool foreigners. This is what people do when it comes to mysterious powers from the East."

All right!

The old charlatan!

Anyone holding a broken flag on the overpass can basically say a few words, and they can basically be considered as peers!

Yang Hongru said sternly: "I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it doesn't exist! I have a lucky charm that I asked for from the Western gods. You can try it. Foreign monks are good at chanting sutras, and foreign gods are more dedicated. Do you want it?

Want one? The price is not expensive! You are so innocent! Just trust me!"

Everyone:······

Brother! How greedy are you for money! You even want to sell amulets!
Chapter completed!
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