For Zhang Yue, a southerner, such weather is really unbearable.

 Zhang Yue and Liu Zuo went to Xiang Qi to buy firewood.

Liu Zuo stood in front of the firewood shop and sighed to Zhang Yue: "The twelfth lunar month is coming soon, and the New Year will be coming soon. Maybe I will no longer be in Taixue by then."

 “Why?”

Liu Zuodao said: "I haven't made a name for myself. I didn't pass the test this year, so my family arranged for me to get married. From now on, I will help my father and brother take care of the family business. Anyway, I have been studying for five hundred days at the Imperial Academy.

You must live in the fasting room every day, and just come to eat on time from now on."

“Besides, if I saw that my fellow disciples had passed away in Chunwei, but I still stayed in Taixue, I would feel uncomfortable.”

 Zhang Yue thought of Xiang Qi for some reason and wanted to tell Liu Zuo something, but when the words came to his mouth, he finally said: "Chief of the house, I think it is better for you to go back to the house and become the chief of the meal, but we should get married first."

Liu Zuo smiled and said: "Of course, let the chief of the restaurant talk about it later."

 Zhang Yue said: "I wonder whose girl is so lucky?"

Liu Zuo said vaguely: "His family is now in office."

 “What a wonderful marriage. Congratulations to the head of the house.”

Liu Zuo sighed: "Sanlang, don't look at the fact that my family is well off. In fact, those of us who are engaged in business are all frightened. We are afraid that one day we will be in danger. Now I have given up the intention of taking the imperial examination for an official. But Sanlang, you are young, well versed in classics and can write.

Sooner or later, you will have a great career. Then don’t forget that I am the one.”

 Zhang Yue was a little surprised, he should tell Xiang Qi this.

At this time, Xiang Qi came over and said with a smile: "I see there are still a lot of charcoal fires in the store. Let's ask someone to hire a car. A car of charcoal will be delivered directly to the studio, which saves us two extra trips. It's weird today.

cold."

 Zhang Yue saw that Xiang Qi was wearing a thin robe with some fraying at the sleeves, while Liu Zuoyi was wearing a fine fur coat.

 He suddenly felt that school uniforms and jerseys had many benefits.

Liu Zuo smiled and said, "That's fine."

Xiang Qidao: "What did Sanlang and the head of the house say just now?"

Liu Zuo said with a smile: "After the spring of next year, there will be more than a hundred people leaving the Imperial College. At that time, some people will be recruited from the Guangwen Hall. By then, the chief of the studio will give orders and the students will be in charge. There will be a lot of vacancies in the student register.

, I recommend Sanlang to be an academic officer."

Xiang Qi smiled relievedly and said, "That's natural. I don't know if Sanlang has such a plan."

 Zhaizhang, these matters may seem a bit unpleasant, but they are also an opportunity for experience.

As for Shengzheng and Shenglu, they are the best among Taixue students. There is one person in the entire Taixue, who enjoys rank and salary. If they are awarded by the imperial court, they can be called Mingguanzheng and Mingguanlu.

Zhang Yue shook his head and said: "Li Zhijiao also made it clear before that if my poems and poems are still at the lowest level in this public examination, I will be dismissed. I don't want to be an academic official."

Xiang Qi said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sanlang. I heard from the chief of the restaurant that he has already told Mr. Yang, the calligrapher, that if your poems are of the lowest quality again, Mr. Yang will come forward to intercede with Li Zhi."

He won't say anything right now, but he still wants you to study poetry by yourself, lest you become slack after learning about it."

 Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Thank you for telling me, brother Xiang. I feel a little relieved."

“What’s this?” Xiang Qi smiled and patted Zhang Yue’s shoulder.

Liu Zuo said to Zhang Yue: "Sanlang, last time you asked me where I could get the tea. Now I know that there is a Shuyuezhai in Beijing that sells it."

 Zhang Yue asked Liu Zuo about the route and decided to wait for the synodic day to see it.

 It is the day of the new year again.

 Zhang Yue got up early, first went to Shuzhu Zhai, and in the afternoon he went to Chen Xiang's place to study poetry. Even though it was freezing cold, Daxiangguo Temple was still a scene of huge crowds of people.

 Zhang Yue came to the fasting room of Zishengmen.

 But I saw businessmen and clerks packing their things in the studio.

 Zhang Yue came here to find the businessman and asked: "How does the old shopkeeper pack things?"

When the businessman saw Zhang Yue arriving, he smiled and said, "It's Sanlang who's here. To be honest, I'm going back to my hometown. This shop in the capital has to be sold."

Zhang Yue was surprised when he heard this: "Old shopkeeper, why are you in such a hurry?"

The businessman said: "The tree is thousands of feet tall, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. This is something that can't be done. My wife is old and in poor health, so she always thinks about her family, where she was born, and where she is buried. I think the same way, anyway.

I also bought a farm and a farm in my hometown, and I would have to go back sooner or later. So I made the decision to sell the shop, pack up and go back to my hometown."

 Zhang Yue said: "That's right. This time the old shopkeeper can be considered a return home."

The businessman said with a smile: "It's not like I can return home with a rich coat. This shop is only open five days a month. If I hadn't been a little old man and I had other livelihoods, I wouldn't have bought land or a house at home."

Hearing this, Zhang Yue followed the conversation and asked, "I also want to tell you, old shopkeeper, that you are just making a living here. How much do you plan to sell this shop for?"

The businessman said: "I rented this shop from Daxiangguo Temple. It only costs three guan a month. This is because the monks of Xiangguo Temple are merciful and don't want to make any money from us."

"It's just that these furnishings, tables and chairs are quite expensive. I spent my own money to renovate them the year before last. It cost me twenty dollars after depreciation. Besides, the shop here is very popular. No matter what, I'll pay for it."

It’s not too much to add an extra ten guan.”

 Zhang Yue thought that these ten coins were equivalent to the transfer fee of the shop.

Zhang Yue took a casual look and thought that these fixed furnishings in the shop were not expensive even for thirty guan, not to mention the transfer fee. Although the Wanxing Trading in Daxiangguo Temple is only open for five days a month,

But the rent for three dollars is really cheap enough.

The businessman apologized: "Sanlang asked you to come here today for free. I will get the engraved seal you consigned in the store to you right away."

Zhang Yue said: "Old shopkeeper, you're welcome. I'm not in a hurry at this moment. I'm asking if the thirty pieces of money can be more appropriate..."

Hearing this, the businessman looked at Zhang Yue in surprise: "What, Sanlang, do you really want to buy this shop?"

 Zhang Yue nodded and looked at the shop and thought, it’s not easy to live in Bianjing, but we have finally found our footing.

 Zhang Yue also has far-reaching plans. The collection studio can continue to sell its own seals. Then he can just ask a trustworthy person to look after the shop.

 The other thing is books and the like, you can also sell these on weekdays.

 In the end, the merchant refused to give up the money, but gave Zhang Yue many more utensils that he could not take away.

 Zhang Yue took three guans of money as a deposit. Then the two of them went to the minister monk of Daxiangguo Temple to sign a transaction document. The merchant's face changed from doubt to certainty now.

 Before pressing the fingerprint, the businessman asked: "Sanlang Jun, don't think about it more, ask the elders in the family?"

 Zhang Yue smiled, shook his head and said, "I can make the decision alone."

Hearing this, the businessman nodded and said: "To be honest, this shop is my life's work. If I sell it to others and turn it into other businesses, I would be somewhat reluctant to part with it. But if I leave it to Saburo, I feel more at ease."

Zhang Yue said: "Don't worry, old shopkeeper, I will definitely take care of the shop for you."

The merchant pretended to blame him: "My shop is now your shop."

Hearing this Zhang Yue and the merchant both laughed.

Looking at the heavy snow in the sky, when Zhang Yue walked out of the collection house, he felt as if he had made a major decision in his life in a hurry.

 After all, more than thirty dollars is more than half of my current net worth. It seems that I will have to eat porridge for a while in the future.

 At that moment, did your heart hurt?
Chapter completed!