Xia Mingzhong lay there and thought for a long time, only to find it funny. A scholar like Jiang Xian likes to use convoluted words when he speaks.\./hand\./machine\./edition\./无\. /wrong\./first\./post~~
Scholars seem to be born with a subtle and euphemistic way of expression. It's like they are waiting for someone. If they are impatient, they won't say anything. They will just chant: "I have an appointment and I won't come until midnight. I will knock the chess pieces and let the lights fall." Another example. , they like someone, but they won’t say it clearly, but they have to act like they are affectionate and affectionate, saying: "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it."
Xia Mingzhong will have a headache after hearing these words. The gorgeous words will not make him feel the beauty of language, but will only make him feel: Well, this is really troublesome.
Xia Mingzhong knew that Jiang Xian had some interest in Shen Hui, but once Jiang Xian talked to Shen Hui, it was nothing more than playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. The two of them were more like a showdown, trying their best to compare their respective strengths. .
It's boring, really boring.
Seeing Jiang Xian still practicing the piano seriously, Xia Mingzhong couldn't help but sigh and said: "I said, you are not a man at all. If you really have a little interest in her, just let go of your boldness." Go ahead and tell me, you won’t lose a few kilograms or taels of meat.”
"Shut up." Jiang Xian said without raising his head, "I know how much I weigh."
In fact, when it comes to temperament, Jiang Xian and Xia Mingzhong are completely different people. The reason why they can become close friends is more because of Xia Mingzhong's heartfelt trust in Jiang Xian.
It's strange that the dignified Beidao would actually be friends with a student from the academy?
Xia Mingzhong couldn't explain it himself, but in short, getting along with Jiang Xian made him feel very at ease and natural. Although in his eyes Jiang Xian looked like a weak white-faced scholar with little masculinity, he still trusted him inexplicably. jiangxian.qs
Perhaps it was because Jiang Xian was the only person who could guide him on the right path.
Jiang Xian had never asked Xia Mingzhong about his previous occupation.
Xia Mingzhong was quite magnanimous and said without any concealment: "The bounty swordsman takes people's money and eliminates disasters for them."
Jiang Xian said: "You only charge money to kill people and never ask whether the person who hires you is good or bad?"
Xia Mingzhong replied without thinking: "As long as the price is set high, the gods will retreat as soon as the open channel comes out. Gods who stand in the way will kill the gods, and Buddhas who stand in the way will kill the Buddha."
Jiang Xian's eyes were as big as copper bells and he said: "You beast, you just take money and you don't even ask questions, and you just kill people randomly?"
Xia Mingzhong thought for a while and said: "I think you have eaten too much while relaxing in the luxurious mansion?! Swordsmen are also human beings, and they have to eat and live." He held a dog's tail grass in his mouth and raised his eyebrows. He crossed his legs and said: "Even if I don't eat, I have to take care of my old mother at home, right? I can eat and sleep in the open air, but I won't allow my mother to live a life without enough food even at her old age. If that's the case If so, what's the point of giving birth to me? What's the point of having a son from me?"
Jiang Xian was speechless. On the one hand, he felt that everything Xia Mingzhong said was reasonable. It was already very difficult for anyone in that situation just to live. Who would be stupid enough not to take money? But on the other hand, , Jiang Xian always had a vague feeling that with Xia Mingzhong's method of making money, there would always be problems over time.
Jiang Xian licked his lips and said, "Then why don't you want to be a martial arts champion? With your skills, you will definitely..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Mingzhong sneered and said: "Wu Zhuangyuan... you really think about it! It is your ideal and ambition to be Wen Zhuangyuan, but I don't care about these, let alone being in court."
As an official."
Xia Mingzhong gently spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and said: "I still want to live a more carefree life. At least I have to have freedom. If I don't have freedom and I am always constrained, what kind of life will it be?"
What else does it mean?”
Could it be that Jiang Xiangui said: "Hey, I don't want you to live in peace. You are always doing this kind of business that deals with human lives. Aren't you afraid of backlash? Xia Mingzhong, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world, so you are not afraid that one day,
If you meet someone who is more powerful than you, don’t steal the chicken and lose the rice! If you don’t make money, it will be a small matter, but if you lose your life, it will be a big deal~”
Xia Mingzhong closed his eyes and remained silent.
Jiang Xian said again: "That is not the right way after all. You have this skill, what can't you do? If you ask me, you might as well try opening a escort agency. After thinking about it, I think it is best to be an escort agency. (The next page is more exciting.
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Suitable for you!”
Xia Mingzhong's eyes moved and he said: "Being an escort agency requires manpower. How can I do it by myself?"
Jiang Xianliang put the guqin on his lap aside and said excitedly: "Me! You and I will work together to open an escort agency. We will take the route from Beijing to Nanqin. We will hire a few more people to escort the escorts. You can run away."
Darling, I'll come and do the accounting, isn't that what it's all about?"
Xia Mingzhong replied: "You don't want to study anymore?"
Jiang Xiandao: "My studies will be completed soon. When the time comes, we can work together. I have to take the exam to get the honor. I still have to earn the money. When the time comes, I will serve as an official to benefit the people, and behind the scenes, I will be the backstage of the escort agency."
Boss, you’re making money!"
The more Jiang Xian talked about it, the more excited he became. He simply walked closer to Xia Mingzhong and said, "Actually, it can be done! I have already thought of the name of the escort agency, so why not just call it: Zhong Xiantang!"
Zhongxian Hall.
Xia Mingzhong seemed to be moved a little, opened his eyes and said, "It sounds like it's not bad."
"What do you mean it doesn't sound bad?" Jiang Xian said: "I have already drawn the ideal blueprint for you, it just depends on whether you can go down this road! What do you think, brother, do you want to think about it?"
Xia Mingzhong sat up, grabbed his slightly disheveled hair, and said: "Okay, Boss Jiang, then after you finish your studies, our escort agency can start up." He thought for a while and said: "However, in
Before that, I still have to do my current job first, and I promise that from the day we become an escort agency, we will never be tainted with the bounty road in the future, and we will do a good job as an escort agency wholeheartedly."
Jiang Xian smiled knowingly and said cheerfully: "Okay, it's a deal, Boss Xia!"
Regarding Zhong Xiantang, the escort bureau that the two are about to cooperate with, Jiang Xian said that he can pay for all the expenses that need to be invested in the early stage. Then he listed several escort agencies that Nanqin already has and analyzed their characteristics, while Xia Mingzhong
He knows all the roads in Xuli, both the underworld and the white road, and he has traveled many of them over the years.
Xia Mingzhong suddenly felt relaxed all over, and there was a faint energy in his whole body. This energy drove him to finally stride towards the future, and also made him full of expectations for the future.
That is the right way, the right way in the world as Jiang Xian said.
After being out for so long, it’s time to go back and visit my old mother at home.
Xia Mingzhong specially took Jiang Xian home. Although the remote village was dilapidated, it had a rare sense of returning to nature.
This was the first time Xia Mingzhong brought friends home. His mother was so happy that she almost killed the chickens in the backyard to entertain Jiang Xian.
Jiang Xianzai took a closer look at Xia Mingzhong's home, and suddenly he felt a strong sense of self-blame. He only wanted to ask Xia Mingzhong not to be a bounty swordsman and to prevent him from making such dangerous money. He just said so
He said this and that, telling Xia Mingzhong what is right and what is wrong, with a completely "why not eat minced meat" face.
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Who doesn’t want to make some easy money? Who doesn’t want to live in peace and stability? Who wants to be on the edge of the knife edge every day?
Jiang Xian said to Xia's mother who was busy: "There are no outsiders, so please stop working."
Xia's mother hurriedly served hot tea and said enthusiastically: "It's rare for Ming Zhong to bring friends to his house. You must be his best friend."
Jiang Xian took the tea cup and said: "Just have a sip of tea. Don't kill the chicken. You can keep the eggs and collect them!"
Mother Xia smiled lovingly and said, "I'll make chicken soup for you at noon. I won't collect the eggs from this one chicken. There are many in the backyard."
Xia Mingzhong also said to Jiang Xian: "Try the chicken soup stewed by my mother. I can guarantee that you have never tasted such delicious food in Jiang Mansion!" He said confidently: "It must be the same in rich families like yours.
How can the chickens bought by the chef at the market be as good as the local chickens we raise at home?"
While talking, Xia Mingzhong had nothing to do when he got home. When his mother wanted to cook, he helped to carry firewood for the fire. Jiang Xian was too embarrassed to sit down, so he had to follow Xia Mingzhong to do something within his power.
Jiang Xian has grown up and has been living pampered in the house. He has never done such menial work. Seeing that he was clumsy and couldn't light the firewood, Xia Mingzhong frowned and sighed: "Boss Jiang, let me do it!"
"Okay, Boss Xia!"
The two of them accompanied Xia Muyi. (The next page will be more exciting!)
We were crowded together in the small kitchen, and in the small space there was the fragrance of chicken, the smell of firewood burning, and the sound of laughter from time to time.
Soon Xia's mother prepared several dishes. Xia Mingzhong didn't have a dining room at home, so he put down a small table behind the kitchen door, wiped the tabletop, and then Xia's mother served the dishes.
table.
The chicken soup needs to be simmered slowly in the pot so that the chicken can stew even more.
The table was filled with ordinary farm dishes, including fried local eggs, spicy and sour potato shreds, and wild vegetable pancakes that were chopped and mixed into the batter. Mother Xia also carefully beat two eggs into the batter and said
: "These taste better."
Jiang Xian tasted really delicious. The taste in Nanqin area is mainly light. The chili in the hot and sour potato shreds made Jiang Xian cry, but the sour and spicy taste was very appetizing. Jiang Xian couldn't stop eating it.
I exclaimed "It's so spicy" and couldn't stop eating one mouthful after another.
"Young Master Jiang, can't you get used to it?" Mother Xia was amused by his embarrassed and pitiful appearance.
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Jiang Xian shook his head and said, "No, no, it's just that I didn't eat such heavy seasonings before, so I couldn't get used to it for a while." He rolled another chopstick of potato shreds with the wild vegetable pancake, sucked it on, and ate it happily, saying
: "There is no such thing as Mr. Jiang. Just call me Ah Xian. That's what everyone in the family calls me."
After eating for a while, the chicken soup was almost ready. Xia Mu brought the soup jar to the table. As soon as she opened the lid, the aroma of native chicken soup hit her nostrils.
Jiang Xian couldn't help but admire: "It smells so good!"
Xia's mother first filled a bowl for Jiang Xian, sprinkled the soup with chopped green onions and handed it to him, saying, "Have a try."
Jiang Xian picked up the bowl, blew on it, tasted it carefully, and said, "Well, it really tastes better than what I drank at home."
Mother Xia continued to serve the soup again and said, "I haven't made soup for a long time. I won't be home until tomorrow and I won't be able to make this by myself."
Hearing this, Jiang Xian bumped Xia Mingzhong with his elbow and teased: "Did you hear that? Who told you to never go home? You need to go home more often. Do you understand?"
Soon Jiang Xian drank all the soup in the bowl. Xia's mother was still asking him if he wanted another bowl. Jiang Xian handed over the bowl politely and said, "Then have another bowl!"
Xia's mother was so happy with his compliments that she scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Jiang Xian, asking: "A Xian is studying abroad, but you always think about the food cooked by your mother?"
This question caused Jiang Xian, who was ladling soup to drink, to pause for a moment. He was stunned and said, "I don't have a mother. My mother is no longer here."
Xia's mother knew she had said the wrong thing and was embarrassed for a moment.
Xia Mingzhong, who had been concentrating on eating, silently handed the chicken legs in the bowl to Jiang Xian and said, "Eat quickly, this chicken is very tender."