The sky was dim and the sun was setting, casting an afterglow. The ancient street market had gradually become desolate. The vendors closed their stalls and dispersed. Occasionally, a few pedestrians also walked by in a hurry.
"Toi also brought some silver. What is the use at home? If you can save money, save money. If you can't save money, you don't have to be frugal..." At the corner of the street, a young man held up a letter and read it aloud. His voice was low, each word was clear.
mellow.
"Mr. Liu, read slowly, what does the word "frugal" mean just now?" The grandmother next to me asked confusedly, leaning on the boy's handwriting stand.
The young man smiled slightly, revealing a cheerful smile. The afterglow of the setting sun contrasted with his smiling face, and the dim sky and ancient streets suddenly became brighter.
The young man raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said kindly: "Grandma, frugality means frugality. What my son means is that he saved some money in Suzhou, telling you that you don't have to be frugal. You can spend it when you need to. It's important to take care of your body."
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Grandma immediately laughed, and her wrinkled skin couldn't help but stretch, and said: "Oh, I know, I know." Mr. Liu replied a letter for the old woman, telling him that everything was fine with me and that he didn't need to worry about it. He sent it
I received the money."
The young man nodded his head, pondered for a while and thought about what to say, then spread out a piece of snow-white paper on the stall, then concentrated on picking up a pen, dipped it in ink, and the pen moved quickly, concentrating on writing a book quickly, with a stick of incense.
In a moment, the young man picked up the pen, with a smile in his eyes, dried the ink on the letter paper, folded it, and handed it to grandma, saying: "The letter is written, and the total is three cents."
After receiving the letter, grandma carefully put it into her arms, took out three pennies, put it on the table, and left happily.
The young man quickly picked up the copper coins on the stall and put them into a pen holder for saving money. He looked at the sky and his face became gloomy.
The young man's name is Liu Chengfeng. In his previous life, he was a clinic doctor. But when he woke up, he found that he had come to this era and became a down-and-out scholar who had been stripped of his fame.
Scholars lost their fame and were inevitably looked down upon by others. Liu Chengfeng barely had time to re-plan his future after regaining a new life, so he started running around to feed himself.
Fortunately, Liu Chengfeng inherited the scholar's ability and was good at calligraphy. So he set up a calligraphy stall at the corner of this street from the scholar's old business, and wrote some family letters and wedding invitations, and he could write a few letters every day.
Food money.
Not far away, a salesman closed the stall, walked to Liu Chengfeng's stall with a load of goods, smiled at Liu Chengfeng, and said: "Where can there be any business at this time, Liu Dazai still doesn't close the stall?"
When Liu Chengfeng heard the word "idiot", the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch slightly. In this era, he hated people calling him "idiot" the most, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "You are the idiot, and your whole family is an idiot."
Then he smiled bitterly. He didn't know when someone else started calling him this nickname. Anyway, everyone who met him when he traveled through time called him this nickname, and he couldn't change it even if he wanted to.
He couldn't help but smile to himself, shook his head and sighed.
Liu Chengfeng was about to close the stall. He first covered the ink cartridge and then carried a bucket to wash the pens. He didn't realize that just at the corner of the street not far away, a small sedan was parked steadily. The curtain of the sedan was gently opened, revealing
A very beautiful and delicate face appeared. This girl looked like she was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her skin was tender and tender, and her eyes were wide open. She looked at Liu Chengfeng curiously, and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, and said: "Xiang'er,
it's him?"
There seemed to be someone sitting in the sedan, and he answered her bluntly: "The eldest lady said that she wants to find someone who is knowledgeable and reasonable, otherwise she will not marry her no matter what. I think this person is good, and his handwriting is also good."
The girl's lips pursed slightly, as if she was a little angry and said: "Why do I look at him so stupidly, like a stupid goose? Besides, if you want to find scholars, there are plenty of them in the Imperial College, so why bother looking for them in this street market?"
The person inside said: "Second Miss, that's not what you said. The scholars in the Imperial College are all famous. You kidnap... No, our Wen family invited them rashly. Maybe there will be a lawsuit."
This sour scholar is a good man. It is said that he offended Xuezheng and his honor was revoked. He has no relatives at home and is alone. After he was kidnapped, no one would seek justice for him. Besides, he was also quite suave, not like the eldest lady.
Is it a match made in heaven?”
After hearing the explanation, the girl lowered the sedan curtain and said: "You are right, okay, I will go and test him first. If you are satisfied, I will give him a knock."
The person inside said: "Second Miss, I told you not to mess around on the street. Of course, let the servants do this kind of thing. Why bother to do it for you?"
The girl named Second Miss couldn't listen to the advice. She actually held a foot-long stick and hid it in her sleeve. She got out of the sedan with a harmless look on her face and skipped towards the writing stall.
When the boy walked over, two sturdy sedan bearers saw him and immediately followed him step by step. Then another girl emerged from the sedan. She also looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. Her eyebrows were pretty. She couldn't help but clicked her tongue and whispered.
He said: "It's over, I will be beaten again when I go back."
"Hey... idiot..." The second lady walked to the calligraphy stall and called Liu Chengfeng unceremoniously.
Liu Chengfeng raised his head and couldn't help but his eyes were a little straight. In this era, two-legged women were common on the street, but such a beautiful and refined girl was very rare. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but
Hearing the other party call him a fool, his face turned a little ugly, and he said angrily: "What? Miss, you want a student to write a letter for you?"
The second young lady hesitated for a moment, then nodded strangely and said, "Okay, you write."
Liu Chengfeng had no choice but to put back his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and said, "I wonder who Miss is going to write to?"
The second young lady thought for a while and said, "Written to an idiot."
Liu Chengfeng's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad. He thought that this young lady had secretly come to write a letter to her lover without telling her family. She thought to herself: I don't know who's pig took a good flower.
However, there was still business to be done. He cheered up and said, "Is it written to your lover?"
The second young lady's face suddenly changed, her nose wrinkled up with anger, and she spat: "Nonsense, it was written for a dog."
Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that she was here to cause trouble. Where did this stinky girl come from to actually dare to disturb Tai Sui? Didn't you know that I am also a hero who kicks kindergartens, punches nursing homes, and specializes in treating all kinds of disobedient people?
Liu Chengfeng made a serious face: "Miss, are you here to entertain the students?"
The second young lady saw that Liu Chengfeng's face was not good-looking and immediately said, "Just write and I'll pay you double. Who's here to entertain you?"
When Liu Chengfeng thought about it, his anger disappeared. The young ladies from rich families have weird tempers. I just make my own money. He spread out the paper and said, "What do you want to write, young lady?"
The second lady was in trouble again and said casually: "Just ask him how he is doing. If he doesn't obey, I will knock him unconscious, skin him and stew him with dog meat."
Liu Chengfeng sweated profusely. This young lady turned out to be a rose. She looked beautiful, but it turned out that she was covered in thorns. He nodded, picked up the pen, pondered for a while and then started to write. After practicing for several months, he started to write.
On the one hand, he inherited the talents of the scholar, and on the other hand, Liu Chengfeng is also a very smart person. This running script is already somewhat mature. When Fang Fang started writing, his wrist moved as lightly as a long snake, and a pair of bright eyes fell on
On paper, he is fully focused, which is quite a bit like everyone else.
When Liu Chengfeng was writing, he leaned down slightly and turned his face sideways, which happened to be illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun. His slightly pale skin was illuminated by the setting sun, and the arc of his side face made the second lady involuntarily look crazy.
, the second lady couldn't help but think in her heart: "This person is quite good-looking, but he is a little dull."
While the second lady was lost in thought, Liu Chengfeng started writing and took a breath. He had already written a few hundred words on the white paper. He straightened up, put the pen into the pen holder, and said to the second lady: "Okay, let's see if it's okay."
satisfy."
The second lady carefully opened the letter. She knew nothing about cursive calligraphy, so she had to ask the maid next to her, "Come and take a look. Is this calligraphy good?"
The little maid leaned over and looked at it for a while, then said: "The writing is really good. It's much better than Mr. Wang from the church in the mansion. The second lady is him. There is nothing wrong with being knowledgeable and sensible."
Liu Chengfeng was worried that they would not give them the money, so he looked at them warily. There were too many bad people these days, and they might just take the letter and run away. If they dared to run away later, they would have to be punished severely.
After hearing what the maid said, the second lady looked at Liu Chengfeng with a smile. Her pretty face was like a spring breeze, and she opened her mouth slightly and said, "Your calligraphy is so good."
But Liu Chengfeng said with a straight face: "There is no need for double the money for a letter. A letter costs three cents. Bring it quickly. I'm going to close the stall."
The second lady was about to stretch out her sleeves. Liu Chengfeng said she was withdrawing money. Unexpectedly, what came out of her sleeves was a wooden stick. Liu Chengfeng was stunned. What was going on... could it be?
Robbery?
Soon enough, the wooden stick made a semi-arc in the air on the second lady's hand, and hit Liu Chengfeng's head hard.
"Boom..." Liu Chengfeng felt pain and covered his head.
The second young lady was also stunned, dumbfounded and murmured: "Aren't you dizzy?"
Liu Chengfeng started shouting: "Someone is coming, robbing, you are so unconscionable..."
The second young lady gritted her silver teeth and commanded the two bearers following her calmly: "Quickly, catch him and let me knock him again."
The two sturdy sedan bearers rushed over like wolves and tigers, grabbed Liu Chengfeng tightly, and covered Liu Chengfeng's mouth. The second lady was free to hold the stick and hit Liu Chengfeng hard with another blow.
Liu Chengfeng was still struggling on his head. The second lady panicked and said, "Why are you still not fainting? Didn't Master Liu say that you will faint if you knock your head? Isn't it strong enough?"
"Dong..."
"Dong..."
"Don't fight... don't fight. I fainted this time. I really fainted..." Liu Chengfeng finally broke free from the hand of the burly man covering his mouth and muttered loudly.
"Nonsense." The second young lady frowned and gritted her teeth and said, "If you are dizzy, why are you still so energetic?"
"Oh my god, my god of earth, just let the students faint..." Liu Chengfeng's heart was bleeding.
At this time, the wooden stick came down again and hit Liu Chengfeng on the back of the head. Liu Chengfeng rolled his eyes and finally fainted.