Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 77 Huaining County

  The sunset is infinitely good, but it is almost dusk.

  At dusk, the city wall of Huaining County was shrouded affectionately by the setting sun, submerged in her arms, and dyed a rose red.

   Facing the setting sun, a young man walked up to him, casting a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun. The young man was carrying a bag, his body was covered with dust, and his green shirt was also stained with a lot of grass clippings. He looked up at Huaining County, which was close at hand, and a smile could not help but appear on his honest face.

  Hurry up quickly, and even took a carriage of a kind uncle on the way, and finally arrived at Huaining County before sunset.

This young man was Zhu Pingan who was going to the county seat to take the exam. Zhu Pingan escaped from the girl and went straight to the county seat. On the way, he met a peddler who had been to Xiahe Village to sell in the alleys, and asked him to bring him home a few cents. Apart from his safe message, it can be said that Zhu Pingan has never stopped walking.

  The four seas are peaceful, and all directions are peaceful. At this time, Huaining County is crowded with people, cars are like water, and horses are like dragons.

  Zhu Ping'an blended into the crowd and walked slowly towards the city gate.

  You have to pay a penny to enter the city, but you don’t need to pay when you leave the city. When it was Zhu Ping’s turn, the guards saw that Zhu Pingan was wearing a green shirt and long robe, so they asked Zhu Pingan what he was doing in the city. When the soldiers guarding the city heard that Zhu Ping'an was a scholar who participated in the boy's examination, they immediately respected him a lot, which was completely different from the way he treated the passers-by in front of him.

Learning is valuable than anything else. Zhu Pingan, who walked into the county with his luggage on his back, once again felt the connotation of this era represented by this sentence.

  Walking on the streets of Huaining County, what I feel is the impression of antiquity. This is a real, prosperous ancient county life, not worse than modern cities. They have two styles, one is modernized with reinforced concrete, and the other is ancient style and ancient ink painting.

  At dusk, the city is still bustling and bustling. The streets and alleys paved with bluestone roads, the shops on both sides are thriving, and the clothes of pedestrians passing by are fashionable and clean, which perfectly shows the affluence of the people living here.

  Zhu Ping'an walked here with a bag on his back, and he really felt like a bumpkin entering the city.

  The top priority now is to find an inn, settle down, have a hot meal, take a hot bath, change clothes, and finally have a good sleep.

Zhu Pingan walked towards an inn called Yuekelai with his luggage on his back. The inn was a three-story building, and there were many diners in the lobby. Outside the inn, a neatly dressed young man had a white towel on his shoulders. Seeing Zhu Pingan When he came, the waiter greeted him warmly.

   "This guest officer, do you want to be a top student or stay in a hotel?"

   "I want to stay in a hotel." Zhu Pingan answered with a smile.

   "Okay, please come inside, sir." The waiter stretched out his hand and bent to guide Zhu Ping'an into the shop. When he entered the shop, the waiter shouted loudly, "Shopkeeper, this young master wants to stay in the shop."

   "It's a coincidence, young master, there is only the last guest room left in this hotel."

   Soon, a wide and fat shopkeeper came over, a middle-aged fat man in his forties, with a shiny face.

"Could you please let me see the guest room?" Zhu Pingan heard that the shopkeeper said it was the worst first-class guest room, and couldn't help but think of the toilet in the Stephen Chow movie he had seen in his previous life. Room.

   "Of course, my son will come with me." The shopkeeper is easy to talk to.

Zhu Pingan followed the shopkeeper to the backyard, which was almost a room in the innermost corner. When he opened the door, the room only had the most basic bed and table. Although it was very clean, the lighting was not good. Reading hurts the eyes, Zhu Ping'an is not very satisfied with this house.

   "Recently, the number of students coming to the city to catch the exam is increasing day by day. This house is also the last one in our shop, and the other inns in the city are almost overcrowded." Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was not satisfied with the house, the shopkeeper reminded him.

   "How much is this house, how many days to live in, and one or two months?" Zhu Pingan asked the price casually.

   "One hundred cash a day for a short stay, and two taels of silver a month for a long stay." The shopkeeper stretched out his palm and gestured.

  Ahem, a room like this is still so expensive, almost ten times more expensive than in Kaoshan Town. Although Zhu Ping'an made a small fortune today, he is not willing to be taken advantage of. Father worked hard to drive the car for a day, but the rent was enough for mother to sew purses for two days, no way.

   "Sorry to bother you." Zhu Pingan cupped his hands to express his apology.

"It's okay, young master, but you can go to another house. If you can't find a place to live, my store is open for you. Hehehe, of course, if this room is still available." The shopkeeper smiled indifferently. .

   "Thank you, uncle." After Zhu Ping'an thanked, he left Yuelai Inn with his bags on his back.

  Walking on the street, Zhu Pingan also met many scholars wearing long gowns. The weather was extremely cold, and many of these people were holding folding fans, as if pointing the country.

   Next, Zhu Ping'an also asked three inns of different sizes. Smaller rooms are slightly cheaper, lower-class rooms cost 90 renminbi a day, renting them for 223 renminbi a month; larger rooms have the same price as Yuelai Inn, and the other is more expensive than Yuelai Inn up some. However, it is a pity that this inn is full, only the more expensive inn still has a few rooms, but the shopkeeper insists on not lowering the price.

  It seems that the market is indeed the case, and other inns should be the same. Zhu Ping'an is about to return to the Yuelai Inn, rent the last room, and read books outside.

   "Is there a pig in front?"

   At this moment, a familiar cry came.

  Zhu Ping'an turned his head and saw the uncle who had changed into new clothes walking towards this side with several other students.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and several other students saw that Zhu Ping'an's body was full of dust, the green shirt was covered with pieces of grass, and his forehead was still red, and they felt more balanced.

   "Uncle, you still have spare money, let's share it with you." Zhu Pingan said this sentence first after seeing his uncle Zhu Shouren approaching.

  Then saw Uncle Zhu Shouren as if swallowing a fly.

  (end of this chapter)