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Chapter 62 Make money? No, a wave of thoughts!

While Lin Ke was writing, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"What the hell???"

Lin Ke was startled, flipped his hand and swung the bamboo stick beside the table.

"What the hell? You're not a horse, what the hell?" Qi Shangshu's voice came, and at the same time he gently opened Lin Ke's bamboo stick with his arm:

"Sixteen times a second, that's okay, young man!"

"Uncle Qi!" Lin Ke stood up in surprise, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "This is a conditioned reflex."

"What a mess." Qi Shangshu pulled up his chair and sat down: "What are you afraid of? If you just cry like ghosts and gods, Chaoyang Street may be very lively, and countless powerful people will come."

"It's a pity that you are a visionary of the current level of saint, and your majesty has the word 'accurate', so this place is destined to be quiet."

Having said this, Qi Shangshu grinned: "You kid, you are very powerful!"

Lin Ke scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"What are you writing?" Qi Shangshu pointed at what Lin Ke had written: "Huh? Your handwriting is pretty good-looking? No...why does it feel like it's a family of its own?"

Lin Ke was also stunned when he heard this.

Then I remembered that in his previous life, he had always practiced Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

The most famous person in the world is Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy, who is basically imitated by the whole people.

Apart from this, there are no world-famous calligraphers.

"Your calligraphy has a bit of charm. If you practice it carefully, you will definitely achieve something." Qi Shangshu admired the calligraphy on Lin Ke's desk, and then said: "What do you mean by these comics about escape room?"

Lin Ke didn't hide anything when he heard this and expressed his thoughts.

The more Qi Shangshu listened, the brighter his eyes became.

After Lin Ke finished speaking, Qi Shangshu patted his thigh and his eyes widened: "Okay! Okay, okay!"

"In this case, you can make money!" Qi Shangshu's eyes lit up.

Lin Ke couldn't laugh or cry: "Making money is only secondary, the key is change."

"Change?" Qi Shangshu raised his eyebrows: "It's good to make money! You are not like those rotten scholars who only know about 'sages and sages' but are indifferent to the four bodies and the five grains. This is good.

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"I thought Uncle Qi would criticize me because I wanted to make money!" Lin Ke smiled.

"Refutation?" Qi Shangshu was speechless: "Refutation for what? Making money is always the most important, fairest and most useful thing!"

"If you don't make money, what do you think about all day long? Improve your cultivation to become a great scholar? Improve your cultivation to become a semi-saint? And then what? Go out and kill people all day long?"

"A great Confucian is always a great Confucian who becomes one accidentally, rather than one who becomes a great Confucian deliberately!"

Having said this, Qi Shangshu's face became a little more serious, and his face that looked like Zhang Fei showed a hint of thinking: "None of the great Confucian scholars I heard about was condensed by reading the books of sages."

"Some people become great Confucians by farming in the fields, some become great Confucianists by writing novels, some people become great Confucians by listening to music in Goulan, some people become great Confucians by drinking in small buildings..."

"How many people always only think about power, power, power. The question is, what do you need so much power for? So, those people are lost on the road of exploring power."

"They look down on farming and working, making money, and everything else. They just want to be promoted from Confucian scholar to scholar, and from scholar to Confucian scholar."

"People like that have lost their true heart."

Having said this, Qi Shangshu pointed at himself: "Whether it's me or other ministers, do you know why we are all so...well, so casual?"

Listening to Qi Shangshu's words, Lin Ke was also thinking about it. Hearing the words, he said: "Because you have power, are you unscrupulous?"

"Snapped!"

Qi Shangshu stood up angrily and knocked Lin Ke on the head: "It's not because of this... there are many people above us!"

Then he sat down again, and the old god said: "The reason why we can be promoted to the gentleman realm is because we do what we want."

Have your way!

Hearing this, Lin Ke couldn't help but trembled.

"Yes, haha." Qi Shangshu couldn't help but grin: "A great Confucian can still hide his true heart, but when he reaches the realm of a gentleman, he must act openly and in accordance with his true heart, no matter what he thinks in his heart, what he says in his mouth, and what he does in his hands."

"So when you reach the gentleman realm, everyone's personality will be more distinct and their characteristics will be more distinct."

"Those who originally disliked lowly status will become more disgusted, and those who originally didn't mind will become more friendly."

"Of course, there are also people who 'deceive themselves' and can deceive others, but they are also strong people in the late stage of the Gentleman Realm."

Having said this, Qi Shangshu looked at Lin Ke and said with a smile: "I have always been worried that you are a person like Qi Ye who was corrupted by corrupt Confucianism. He only knows how to improve his strength and forgets the essence of strength."

"Strength is just to ensure a life, and making money is also to ensure a life... No matter what, your relatives, friends, lover, and life are the ultimate essence!"

At the end of the sentence, Qi Shangshu's voice seemed to ring directly in his mind, making Lin Ke, who was originally a little sleepy and groggy, perk up.

"Hey, how is my Confucianism and Taoism?" Qi Shangshu stared at Lin Ke: "Does it feel good?"

Lin Ke nodded: "My thoughts are clearer. Thank you Uncle Qi."

"Haha, it's good if it feels good. If you feel good, I'll give you a few rounds from time to time! Feed you!" Qi Shangshu laughed.

It's late at night, what are you talking about... Lin Ke was helpless.

Qi Shangshu, after laughing, continued: "You have not been taught by corrupt Confucians since you were a child, and you know more about the importance of self-reliance. This is good. I have always been afraid that you don't care about making money..."

"Speaking of which, the people on this street all want to make money! But in the end, each and every one of them realizes that they can't do anything except reading and writing!"

"As you know, whether it's Li Chungang, Wang Lin or shopkeeper Tong, all of them can't even afford the rent in other blocks outside, so they have no choice but to open a store here on Chaoyang Street."

"I guess, this girl Wang Lin is not simple, so is shopkeeper Tong, Butcher Zhang is an exorcist, and Li Chunang is a great scholar...

Speaking of which, these guys are very rigid all day long, but you are better, haha, hahaha, haha!"

Qi Shangshu looked at Lin Ke, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him, and the smile on his face couldn't stop.

Lin Ke was also embarrassed by the praise, so he quickly changed his attention: "Uncle Qi, let me tell you what I want to do..."

"Huh? Isn't that what you want to do to make money with these things? That's good! It's good for young people to know that they are self-reliant!" Qi Shangshu looked matter-of-fact, and seemed to continue to praise Lin Ke.

"No!" Lin Ke said quickly: "I want to do more than that!"

"Oh?" Qi Shangshu looked at Lin Ke with admiration again: "What? Is there any other way?"

Lin Ke nodded slightly: "Strictly speaking, what I want to do is not comics, novels, escape rooms or industries, but..."

"A wave of ideas!"


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