Nightfall Chapter 32: A penny is hard to die for the master and servant (part 2)

Chapter 32 The Master and Servant Are Difficult to Die with Money (Part 2)

At about the same time as yesterday, there was another spring rain of the same size in Chang'an City. The rain hit the thick surface of the **** umbrella and made a muffled noise, like water drops falling into dust. No drop of rain can seep through the umbrella surface. The area of ​​the **** umbrella seems to be large enough to shelter the entire polo team from wind and rain, but for some reason, Ning Que and Sangsang, who are standing under the black umbrella, still feel that they are being drenched. After a chill, the body is about to turn into an ice sculpture.

"Find a place to hide from the rain." He said with a low voice, and then remembering the strange incident on the street yesterday, he added: "Don't go to Suzaku Street."

So the master and servant walked aimlessly along the green trees on the street, and then stood under the quiet eaves of a side street in Chang'an North City, put away the black umbrella, and then they were silent for a long time. For a period of time, I was completely speechless looking at the densely woven rain silk and the splashes not far from the boots.

"My dignified Great Tang Empire..." At this time, Ning Que's tone when he said the six words of dignified Great Tang Empire did not have the usual self-confidence and pride, but a little bit of resentment, "... actually still earning money by education Money is really shameful, even if you don’t include board and lodging, can’t it be cheaper? And if you know that I saved your princess, just call someone to spread a word? Don’t say reward us. Eight hundred taels of silver is useful, it's not atmospheric at all!"

Compared with the empty talk about the country’s political affairs and popularity, Sangsang is obviously more concerned about those specific things. She frowned and looked down at the splash on the bluestone slab, holding her fingers to calculate. Said: "It's definitely not enough to live in an inn for more than a month. We don't have that much money. If you insist on entering the college, then even if we go to the ruined temple, it doesn't make sense, because the total amount of money is less than two hundred taels. Spend outside every day, so our current problem is not how to save money, but how to make money."

"How to earn?" The young man sighed in vicissitudes with an umbrella as a rod: "This is a problem."

In the spring rain, the master and servant are hiding from the rain on the street, while worrying about their livelihood issues.

Hunting is naturally not good. Hugh said that selling prey can earn the terrible thirty taels of silver per month. The key issue is that there is no hunting place near Chang'an City. Ning Que realized this when he was in Weicheng. The mountains and forests around Chang'an belonged to the emperor. Naturally, the prey in the mountains belonged to the emperor. If he cleaned the prey in those mountains and forests within two months, he might A terrible charge of stealing the royal garden was brought.

Sangsang raised her small face and said timidly: "Female red is no good. I carefully looked at the street stall that night. The craftsmanship in Chang'an is much better than mine. I haven't seen many styles. The stitching method is even more difficult to understand."

Ning Que looked at the rain in front of him, and said with emotion: "Unfortunately, there are no horse thief and no bandit around Chang'an City. Otherwise, I can kill a few litters and take advantage of enough money. It is said that the age when I first arrived in Weicheng is too old. Little, it’s too stupid to be true. The money that the horse thief robbed was paid honestly to his father, and I didn’t know how to keep a private house. Later, when I understood the main purpose of the horse thief and firewood, the horse thief on Subbi Lake was **** his mother Become a poor ghost."

Sangsang whispered and blamed: "I said at the time that you killed too hard. As a result, the horse thieves on the side of Subbi Lake sent people to stare at Weicheng all day long. As long as they found you led the team into the grassland, they immediately Packing up the gold and silver and fleeing, where can I get the money in this way? As a result, I didn’t make any money last year."

"At that time, I was young and I was not too experienced."

Ning Que said embarrassedly, and suddenly he raised his brows and said, "How about the gangster? I'm not good at borrowing money from Xiaoheizi directly, but through his relationship I get into the gang and fight for a position within ten days. How about collecting black money?"

"You said that the college will also assess the students' virtues. If you let the academy know that you are bullying good by gangsters, you may be removed directly. At that time, you don't need to earn the black money." Sangsang reminded. .

Ning Que hates that his little maid always appears clumsy and lazy when she needs to show memory, and she always behaves smart and memorable when she doesn't need to show memory. A gifted child, he said angrily: " So what do you say? If you can make money without letting the academy know, then you can only be a killer!"

"The question is where is the killer organization? I can't always meet someone wearing black clothes on Chang'an Street and ask with a shy face: Excuse me, I want to know where the most powerful killer organization in our Datang Empire is going. , Can you show me the way?"

Sangsang was not afraid of his old shame and became angry, and said seriously: "Master, I know you feel very embarrassed, but we have to think of a way to make money, otherwise we should just go back to Weicheng."

"I said that I can't be a person, I won't go back to death." Ning Que said bitterly.

In Minshan, Weicheng, and grassland, no matter how difficult and poor the situation is, he and Sangsang can survive, and now they are in the prosperous Chang'an city, which is soaring to the sky. Survival has become very difficult for them. Serious problems, a penny can stump heroes and heroes, and it also makes this pair of masters and servants a rare headache.

Ning Que suddenly brightened his eyes and said: "Yes! We sell preserved eggs! No, it should be called Songhua eggs!"

Sangsang frowned and repeated: "Preserved eggs?"

He smiled slightly and said: "There is no doubt that the preserved eggs I made are the best in Datang."

Sangsang looked at him and said seriously: "But people in Weicheng don't like to eat, and I don't like to eat. It's too bitter."

Ning Que narrowed his smile and looked at the pedestrians embarrassed in the rain, pretending to be calm and said: "Actually, I am telling a joke."

Sangsang raised his head and looked at his chin. After hesitating for a long time, he plucked up the courage and said, "Master, there is actually a very simple way to make money. I don't know if you want it or not."

Ning Que turned his head, and instantly felt that the little black face of the little maid had become more pleasing and beautiful than ever before, and said gently: "Now, as long as I can make money, there is nothing I would not do. "

Sangsang replied: "Master, your handwriting is so good, let's sell it."

Ning Que's expression froze, watching her seriously and said: "Sangsang, you have become ugly."

"Huh?" Sangsang was confused.

Ning Que was annoyed and said, "What is selling characters? That's calligraphy! Do you understand calligraphy? How can you sell it for scholars! I would rather sell this thing than sell it!"

Sangsang shouted angrily: "Master, you are not a scholar, you are a woodcutter, don't you often say that you write better than murder? Since you are willing to make money by killing, why can't you rely on writing? Come make money!"

Ning Que weakly retorted with no confidence: "It's not called writing, it's called calligraphy."

He lowered his head and looked at his boots wet by the rain, and at his feet the words he had just written with the rain dripping from the black umbrella, knowing that his life was once again lost to the little maid.

The cool handwriting written in the rain is as follows: There is no need to suffer from poverty, and the patient's family has fierce servants.