Chapter 141 A dull scholar set up a stall

After eating wine balls, it was still early, so the group decided to turn to Xuanwu Street next door to have a look. I heard that there will be some rare new things and food from time to time, but whether they can bump into each other or not depends on personal luck.

There are too many people in the market, and Shan Xiaowu is a pregnant woman who can't be frightened.

With the lesson of the previous car, Ben Lei and Zhan Yue do not dare to be too far away from her now. They are one step behind each other and protect her one left and one right.

After staying in the movie garden for many days, Shan Xiaowu, who has always been lively and outgoing, is now like a bird releasing a cage. He is happy wherever he goes, and he has to touch everything when he sees.

When she saw a stall of puppies, she couldn't move her legs. If the jadeite hadn't stopped her life, she would have picked them up and kissed them one by one.

After seeing the food, a group of women rushed to the rouge shop vigorously.

A woman is pleasing to herself. Although Shan Xiaowu doesn't like to smear her face, it doesn't mean that Feicui and Yaoxiang Qiqiao don't like it.

So after entering the rouge shop, Shan Xiaowu found a place to sit down and rest. The other three women followed the shopkeeper's beautiful rouge gouache all over the world.

After visiting the rouge shop, the nearby silk cloth village was not let go.

Qiqiao and Yao Xiang are good at female red. Although Shan Xiaowu's belly has not been highlighted, the two secretly chose a lot of soft cloths and planned to go back to make children's clothes. The jade can't be embroidered, so they can only stare and drool.

As for Shan Xiaowu, not to mention that the female red is in a mess, and the sewing is still reluctant. If she really let her make clothes, she will definitely not wait until she dies.

So in order not to be ashamed, she never enters Buzhuang, and she only buys clothes in a garment shop, which is simple and convenient.

Coming out of the silk cloth village, Shan Xiaowu saw that there was a painting candy seller nearby. He happily ordered six on the spot. As a result, Ben Lei and Zhan Yue said that they were men and refused to 'combind with them. In the end, they had to evolve into three of them, one by one, and the jadeite alone. Fortunately, she liked to eat sweet things. Everyone is very happy.

As soon as Qiu Yan passed, there were still many college students who had not left the capital. They took this excellent opportunity to wander around the city in groups. Even if they didn't have high school, they would be better to show off the rare things in the city when they went back.

Of course, the children of a family with spare money go shopping and watch the fun. If you don't have money or power, you won't be so interested.

In order to live, most poor scholars will do some small business on the street, such as selling their own calligraphy and paintings or writing letters. Even if it's not for a living, it's good to earn some travel expenses to go home.

The court loves talent, so it takes special care of this kind of candidates, and specially set up a separate road on Xuanwu Street to sell them calligraphy and paintings and other things. This is what Shan Xiaowu wants to visit now.

In ancient times, it was not easy to study, so most learned students were very arrogant. Even if they set up stalls, they never shouted loudly. They just sat quietly and watched the stalls. When guests came to the door, they occasionally said two words.

Shan Xiaowu thinks that she has no artistic vision. In her opinion, most of the calligraphy and paintings are the same. Even the lady's pictures are not ghostly. The abstract makes people have no interest in watching at all. When she comes back here, she is purely because she is curious and wants to see it.

But...

The eyes flashed in front of a whole row of stalls full of big characters and suddenly stopped on a small painting stall.

It is said to be a painting stall. In fact, there are three large paintings and a large character hanging on the back wall. There is a square table with serious paint in front of it. There are only a few neatly stacked letters and paper on the table, plus an inkstone missing a corner on one side, and there is not even a pot of tea.

A scholar in a simple white robe and a hat was sitting behind the table, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other. He read it with great interest, as if no one around him, and he couldn't wait to sharpen his head into the book on the spot.

... This scene is really familiar.

Shan Xiaowu raised a willow eyebrow and stared at the scholar who set up the stall for a long time, with a malicious smile on his face.

The cunning big eyes glanced left and right to make sure that no one was paying attention to him. Shan Xiaowu suddenly stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and patted heavily on the table of the painted mahogany chair, and shouted, "Dumb scholar!"

Suddenly there was a burst of thunder from the sky. Jiang Fengyan, who was wandering in the book, was so scared that he jumped up reflexively. The book in his hand flew back far away with a parabolic sound - "Ah!"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his twisted handsome face turned into a surprise, "Single aunt... no! It's Qi, Mrs. Qi!"

Looking over Shan Xiaowu and falling on the people who rushed over later, Jiang Fengyan greeted excitedly, "Ah, and Ben brothers, how did you come here?"

Ben brothers... Ben again!

Originally, Qingjun's face turned blue and black with a pull. Ben Lei suddenly rolled his eyes and corrected him, "Just call him Ben Lei. My surname is Ben."

Seeing that Shan Xiaowu was very happy to talk with the tall and thin scholar who sells paintings, and even talked to Ben Lei, who had always been too lazy to talk to people, others were confused about this sudden 'meeting joy' - which one is playing now?

"It's Xiaosheng's slip of the tongue. Don't be annoyed by the Benlei brothers." After being emphasized by Ben Lei, a trace of embarrassment suddenly flashed on Jiang Fengyan's white face and quickly apologized.

Set up the chair, then bent down to pick up the book that fell on the ground, patted it carefully and put it on the table, and then walked to the front and arched his hand at the two people. "I haven't seen you for many days. I don't know how you two are doing... By the way, what about Mr. Qi? Why didn't you go with the two of them?

"My father-in-law was busy, so he didn't go out with us," Shan Xiaowu said before Ben Lei stopped her. "I've been bored at home for many days, so I went out for a walk."

Ben Lei, who was listening, breathed a sigh of relief and thought that Shan Xiaowu finally didn't think about the fact that he could not leave the capital.

"What about you? How was the exam? Why don't you go home and sell paintings here?"

If she remembers correctly, she seemed to have given him some money when she left last time. Although it was not much, if he was frugal, it should be enough for him to go home.

"How is this...? Although the student is sure, he dares not assert it. It's about selling paintings..." Jiang Fengyan's words are still literary, and he can't say two words, and his face turned red again. "Don't tell the truth, although Xiaosheng is generous to his wife, but after all, Beijing is important, and his food and clothing are not comparable to Xiaosheng's hometown, even the little money... Alas!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Fengyan sighed heavily and remembered that every time he entered the examination room, he had to give hundreds of yuan of money to the little officials. It was really heartbreaking.

"Because it was really overstretched, Xiaosheng had no choice but to discuss with several classmates. Taking advantage of the good time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he came to this Xuanwu Street to set up a stall for food and clothing."

"So it is," thank you for reading so many ancient novels in her previous life. Shan Xiaowu found that she was very patient to listen to him and quickly understood it. "It really takes some money to take the exam. I forgot this before... How much money do you lack to go home? I can lend you some first."

This scholar can live for several days by eating raw wild vegetables. It should not be so delicate.

"Miss!" Hearing this, Feicui quickly pulled Shan Xiaowu's sleeve and looked at Jiang Fengyan cautiously and whispered, "Miss, how long have you known this person? Why do you want to give money to others? In case he cheats..." Seeing Jiang Fengyan looking at the two people, Feicui hurriedly lowered his voice again, "What if he is a liar? Isn't the lady's money wasted in this way?

"It's not a gift, it's a loan." Shan Xiaowu turned his face and bit her ear in the same low voice, "Jade, keep your voice quiet, don't hurt other people's self-esteem."

Although this scholar looks quite second, there is nothing else. Helping others is the foundation of happiness. Naturally, he can help as long as he can. In addition, if one day he enters the court as an official, this favor will come in handy one day.

Shan Xiaowu has also studied that this space-time level is as strict as that of ancient China. The so-called 'man, farmer, industry and commerce' has always ranked last.

No matter how rich a single family is, it is only the end of the hierarchy after all. If there is no official background as the backing, it will definitely make people pinch and flat.

Although now Shan Jinlin has inexplicably got an official to do it, which makes the Shan family grow a big face. But just in case, it's not wrong to prepare for a rainy day, right?

"Stupid scholar, let's talk about it, how much do you need? Although I don't have much money, I still have some to borrow from you to go home. Shan Xiaowu patted Ben Lei on the shoulder generously, "As long as you need it, I'll let Ben Lei go back and get it for you later."

"..."

Ben Lei, who was famous for singing loudly, had to sigh fiercely: Well, he, the thunderous master, is really running errands.

"Mr. Qi and his wife have helped Xiaosheng a lot, and this kindness has long been engraved in his heart. Now that Mrs. Lao is worried, Xiaosheng is really sorry. Jiang Fengyan's face turned red. He didn't mind Shan Xiaowu calling him a dull scholar. He just kept waving his hand and politely rejecting Shan Xiaowu's proposal. "But to be honest, Xiaosheng set up a stall yesterday. He happened to meet a kind-hearted old man and sent someone to buy a painting at a high price. It's enough to go back to his hometown."

"Oh, have you made a deposit? That's good!"

Shan Xiaowu paused for a second, and then looked up at the calligraphy and painting of dragons and phoenix dancing on the wall. After a long time, a sentence came out, "The painting is very... special."

Although she doesn't understand much, since someone came to buy it at a high price, it should be very good.

Values have always been put on the top of a woman who thinks that artistic things are really not professional with her.

Jiang Fengyan didn't find the tangled expression of Shan Xiaowu's face at all. He just made a pedantic bow and smiled happily, "Madam Liao Zan."

"Since you have been entangled, you don't have to guard the stall now, right?"

"This..." Jiang Fengyan was asked for a moment and didn't understand the purpose of Shan Xiaowu's question for a long time.

It's completely different from being entangled and guarding the stall. How can anyone think it's a lot of money?

Shan Xiaowu's legs were sore, and he waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't do this or that. I just want to ask if you want to go shopping with us. It's quite interesting here.

It turned out that I wanted to ask him to go shopping together.

After listening to Shan Xiaowu's words, Jiang Fengyan took a breath of relief from the boss, and even his high-hanging heart was relieved. "Madam is kind to invite each other. It's better to obey than to be respectful." After Jiang Fengyan finished speaking, he realized that he moved the only chair and asked Shan Xiaowu to sit down and rest.

"Please sit down, madam. Please wait a minute. Xiaosheng will clean up and come right away.

With that, he collected all the calligraphy and paintings on the wall by himself, carefully rolled them up and tied them with rags, and put them together with tables and chairs to the nearby stalls and asked him to help take care of them.

Ben Lei and Zhan Yue stood behind Shan Xiaowu, and their eyes fell on Jiang Fengyan, both of which were meaningful and inquiring.

Of course, Shan Xiaowu, who was busy chatting with Yaoxiang Qiqiao and others, did not find it.

She is thinking about what to eat later, because she is hungry.