When I came out to buy grain, I wouldn’t bring the farm tools to dig. Fortunately, the land was not very hard, so I could dig it with the broken tiles falling from the Chenghuang Temple.

Just as he dug out a small pit, Chen Yuansheng stopped him and said, "Stop digging."

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Wang Er didn't say anything. He looked at Chen Yuansheng and expressed his questions with his eyes.

Chen Yuansheng put down the tiles and pointed to the position in front of him. There was a small piece of white bone mixed in the middle of the red sand. "There are people below, bury them here."

"Oh." Wang Er nodded.

As the sand was buried, the crows hovering in the sky gradually flew away.

Chen Yuansheng looked at the slightly raised earthen bun and felt very depressed.

Whether it is a Northern Song Dynasty or a modern person, there are not many people who can understand Chen Yuansheng's mood at this moment.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, although it was peaceful, deaths caused by various causes were common, including those who died of illness, starve, and those who were killed.

Under such a general environment, the Northern Song people had long been accustomed to the passing of the people around them.

In modern times, with a wealthy life and a developed medical treatment, the frequency of death occurs too low for individuals. Many people even have no idea about death.

A modern man suddenly returns to the past, even if it is the peaceful and prosperous era described in historical books. Perhaps, in his opinion, it is all hell on earth.

At least, this is true for Chen Yuansheng.

I looked at the sky and the sun was hanging high. Although it was a little hot, I couldn't rest for longer.

Put the person in front of the car and continue moving forward.

The road gradually became flat, and a small city wall appeared in the field of view. Several families were scattered outside the city wall, and the city gates were in and out, which seemed quite lively.

"Master, we're here." Wang Er shouted at the city wall, and his passion that seemed to be extinguished was ignited again.

"Don't call the village leader." Chen Yuansheng said.

"Okay village lord." Wang Er replied.

"Don't talk."

"Oh." Wang Erpeng closed his mouth aggrievedly.

"Uncle Li, where do you put these three wooden guns? It seems that it is not good to bring them in." Chen Yuansheng looked at the city gate in the distance. Although the soldiers guarding the gate were lazy, who knew what their reaction would be when they saw the wooden gun.

Bo Li is old and has sufficient experience. He looked around, found an inconspicuous place, and inserted three wooden guns on the ground.

Chen Yuansheng confirmed again that there was nothing in the car that was taboo, so he tried to pull it back.

"Master, I'll do it." Li Bo untied the hemp rope tied to Chen Yuansheng and said.

"Okay." Chen Yuansheng patted his head. He almost forgot about it. Today he specially prepared a suit of scholars to avoid trouble.

I have to go to the pawnshop in the city to work as gold. It is impossible that I don’t have the energy to pull the wooden cart, but I can’t run away. Besides, pulling the wooden cart can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Although I don’t know if the "Child Prodigy Poem" that “is the lowest level, only high school reading” and “being a farmer in the morning and ascends to the emperor’s hall in the evening” has been made. However, the respect for scholars in the Song Dynasty was deeply rooted, otherwise the waiter who poured tea would not be called Dr. Tea.

After a while, Chen Yuansheng changed his clothes and appeared in front of Li Bo and Wang Er as a down-and-out scholar.

"Zhai..." Wang Er stretched out his thumb and was about to praise him, but he was stared at by Chen Yuansheng and swallowed it back.

"Uncle Li, I am still like a scholar like this, right?" Chen Yuansheng asked Uncle Li.

"It looks like it." Li Bo nodded, and saw his feet from the beginning, and suddenly hesitated, "But, these straw sandals..."

"It's not like a scholar wearing it?" Chen Yuansheng asked.

Uncle Li nodded again.

Chen Yuansheng retracted his feet, and his wide clothes covered most of the straw sandals, only a small edge was exposed. "Brother Li, what do you think now? Do you look like a down-and-out scholar? In this way, I will not be suspicious if I am with you and Wang Er."

"Zhai... the young master is right." Li Uncle Li thought what Chen Yuansheng said was very reasonable, but it was still a little difficult to change the name, so he almost let it go if he was not careful.

Chen Yuansheng walked in front of the car with his head held high.

"Young Master..." Uncle Li looked at Chen Yuansheng's back and shouted hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuansheng turned around and asked.

"Or, let's stop buying grain. You should keep the money for the imperial examination." Li Bo said, Wang Er, who was pushing a cart behind him, nodded repeatedly to express his agreement.

Chen Yuansheng shook his head, turned around and continued to walk forward. Even if the book has a beautiful woman, but the book has a golden house, it will not relieve the near thirst.

When his imperial examination is successful, how many people in the village can survive? He is not a fool and will not think that imperial examination is the only way out.

Of course, he also did not deny that in this era, the imperial examination was the easiest way to change his destiny. He did not want the imperial examination, not because he opposed the imperial examination, but because he did not have the conditions for the imperial examination, which was completely different from the uselessness of studying.

Reading is useful.

Chen Yuansheng has been thinking these two days, how great it would be if he had watched "The Art of Heavenly Works" himself.

He entered the city gate without any danger. The soldiers guarding the gate were already lazy. Seeing Chen Yuansheng dressed up by the scholar, he didn't even take any care of checking.

After entering the city, Chen Yuansheng said to Bo Li, "Brother Li, you are here to watch the car. Wang Er and I went to the pawn shop to see how much gold in our hand can be exchanged for."

"Don't worry, young master, I'm waiting here and never going back." Uncle Li found a shaded place to stop the car against the wall, leaning against the car and said.

Farewell to Uncle Li, Chen Yuansheng took Wang Er around the city. Wang Er saliva almost flowed all over the floor as he looked at the sesame cakes sold along the street.

A sesame cake costs two cents. Chen Yuansheng thought to himself that after the exchange of gold, he would buy three sesame cakes, each one would cushion each to save his stomach, saving the energy to get back to pull food.

There is no name written on the gate of the small town. Chen Yuansheng learned from the passing people that this place is called Xinyang.

Xinyang City has three main streets, two are slightly shorter in the north and south, and one runs through the small town from east to west. This is the East City Gate, and the end of the road is the West City Gate.

The first pawnshop was leaning against the East City Gate, only about thirty steps away.

Chen Yuansheng and Wang Er plunged into the pawnshop.

The pawn shop is dark and the counter is very high, which is probably 1.7 meters tall.

Chen Yuansheng needed to look up before he could see the guy standing at the counter.

"What are you doing?" The guy leaned against the wall and looked down, his voice was lazy, which made people feel despised. Thinking about it, if there is no difficulty for ordinary people, who will come to pawn shops.

"I want to be gold." Chen Yuansheng said, and he twisted out a golden bean and stood on tiptoe to hand it to the pawnshop.

The pawnshop was a little more energetic and put the gold on the brass scale and said, "One or two cents, live as if you are dead? Live as eight hundred cents, live as if you are consistent."

Chen Yuansheng took back the gold and said, "Improper."

Chen Yuansheng had an idea before entering the pawn shop.

improper.

Why not? It's very simple, as simple as the principle of this high counter.

Who comes to the pawn shop for ordinary people? There must be urgent and difficult things when they come to the pawn shop.

If you make a little reasoning, you will come to a conclusion that the pawnshop will inevitably lower the price.

Since that's the case, why did Chen Yuansheng come to the pawnshop? That's because he didn't know whether the base price of gold was higher, and he didn't know the price of gold exchanged for coins.

Chen Yuansheng took back the gold and left the pawnshop, but did not rush to leave. He walked slowly on the street, occasionally looking at this and that. But the details were slightly misleading, and it did not delay a particularly long time.

"There is a pawnshop in front of you." Chen Yuan said to him for fear that Wang Er would be so tired.

After entering the pawnshop, it was still a high counter with a casual attitude. The weight of gold was one cent and three cents in this house. It was 780 cents in life and was always the same.

Chen Yuansheng remembered the numbers and went to the last pawnshop located in the west of the city that he had just found out.

After walking through the three pawn shops, the entire Xinyang City structure was roughly imprinted in Chen Yuansheng's heart.

There are five rice shops in the city, among which Liao Ji rice shop in the city has the best reputation. One is that they are all sold in the city users, and the other is that they are the shopkeeper of the Liao family, who is a scholar.

After the efforts of the Sui, Tang and Song dynasties, the power of the clans was greatly weakened, and the intellectuals who could become officials had a higher and higher status.

Even a scholar who has not won the exam will be popular with the public.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the identity of an ordinary scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty is like the status of a college student when the New China University did not expand enrollment.

A scholar is higher than an undergraduate and close to a key undergraduate.

Juren is equivalent to a master's degree or a doctoral degree.

A Jinshi can be said to be an expert professor.

However, the Northern Song Dynasty is different from the New China. The education system and the scholars it cultivates have the final way out lies in the bureaucratic system.

The aura of intellectuals and the aura of bureaucracy. The respect of intellectuals in the Northern Song Dynasty was far greater than that of college students in New China.

After all, no one wants to offend a scholar. Even if he is in a downturn now, who knows whether he will pass the imperial examination next year and become a high-ranking official the year after.

At that time, it would be too late to regret when a terrible giant hand pressed down.

Therefore, although Chen Yuansheng was dressed in a poor and outdated manner and was wearing a pair of torn straw sandals, the person he asked was still very angry with him.

After all, if you respect and compliment now, you won’t lose a piece of meat. If you don’t respect and compliment now, you may lose your life in the future.

To measure the price, choose more people who respect and compliment.

When he returned to the east of the city, he found Li Bo, Wang Er and the car to Liao Ji Mixing.

Why don’t you go around and take a look at Mixing? First, there is not enough time, but the degree of necessity is not high.
To be continued...