The clan meeting was left unresolved. After Li Kui refused to become a glorious constable, the old patriarch seemed to have fallen into the trough of his life. If he encountered a gossip and someone who likes to fan the flames was by his side, he would definitely say a few more words: "It's not that life has fallen into the trough, but that it has been at the bottom and has never gotten up."

Not to mention the old patriarch, even if someone else is a person who holds the bad card of Baizhang Village, he probably won’t be able to do anything.

Too poor.

It was only thirty cents of money, and it was also necessary for the whole village to collect it, which was rare in remote mountain villages of the Song Dynasty. In addition, the difficulty of reclaiming land in the mountain villages, and the hard work of several generations could not allow the villagers to rely on the land to have a full meal. As a last resort, the strong men in the village walked into the mountains and asked for life from the mountains.

The life of a hunter has nothing to do with the colorfulness. What accompanys your life is danger and accident.

How many descendants never came out after entering the mountains and forests?

The old patriarch knew very well that his eldest son had not come back after going to the mountains to hunt a few years ago and his corpse was gone. Now, there are only a few utensils and an old cloak in the son's tomb in the clan.

well--

A sigh that wished to breathe all his bad luck in life made Li Kui's scalp numb. After the clan meeting, he followed the old patriarch to the head's house. I have to say that he disappointed the old man, but the old patriarch's eldest son seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and brought out a bench to entertain Li Kui.

"Uncle Seven."

"Don't be restrained, you don't come to your house very much. Wait, your aunt Qi is cooking chicken soup. She has made it, so drink two more bowls."

The people in the mountains are simple. If guests come to your home, you will always be able to entertain guests with the best food in your home. Eggs are undoubtedly the most precious and most outstanding treats for ordinary people.

Fortunately, the old patriarch raised more than ten chickens at home, and eggs were not rare for the old patriarch. In fact, at home, only the old patriarch was qualified to enjoy eggs. Those who are sons and daughters-in-law dared not eat them, and they were reluctant to eat them. Store the eggs and sent to Mengshan Town when they were in the market, they could be exchanged for salt, iron, cloth and other daily necessities. Where can I bear to eat them on weekdays?

The old patriarch snorted coldly: "Are you satisfied? Now that Kuiwazi doesn't act as a constable, you don't have to pay?"

Uncle Qi shrank his head aggrievedly and said timidly: "Dad, the family can't afford eight guan of money at all. Don't you know?"

"Sell my longevity material and you will have it." The old patriarch was very straightforward, and it was a bit obsessed with it. The old man in the mountains probably had the most important thing to do during his lifetime was to make arrangements after his death, and the longevity material was also the most important expense after his death. The old man even thought of selling the longevity material and making Baizhang Village rise. With this obsession, Li Kui was respectful.

As a poor person, no one wants to suffer poverty. Anyone who has a way or hope is willing to take a try.

The old clan leader has been unfavorable for many years. When he was about to do a big battle, he was suddenly poured a basin of cold water. If he was an outsider, it would be fine, but this time he was a son. The son was too honest and did not consider his father's feelings when he spoke: "Dad! Your pair of longevity materials is the worst wood, and it has not been painted. The coffin shop in Mengshan Town costs at most two cents of money, and is there still six cents of money?"

"Get out, get out of here!"

The most important treasure in his life was actually called ragged by his son. The old man immediately couldn't hold on his face and rolled on the ground with a tantrum. It's better if he didn't want this son.

Suddenly, Li Quangudong swallowed a big saliva, almost choking himself, and his eyes shining: "Chicken soup, have you put chickens?"

Uncle Qi was a little overwhelmed and said coldly: "Let me go!"

Can chicken soup be called chicken soup without adding it?

Li Quan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Second brother, I'm hungry."

"Hey!" This was the second time the old patriarch sighed after a brief return home, waved his hand to his son and instructed him: "Go, take Li Quan to the kitchen, forget Li Kui, you can go with him too."

The old man was so tired that he seemed to have no idea of ​​heart-to-heart talk and persuade Li Kui to change his mind.

On the contrary, Li Kui's butt seemed to be on Hu's bench and didn't mean to move. Instead, he smiled and said, "Uncle San, don't you want to ask why the kid?"

The old man held his knee and was about to get up, but was stunned by Li Kui's words. Shi Shiran sat down and said curiously: "Kui, do you still have any opinions?"

"It's not necessarily true that you are just a little bit of a little thought." Li Kui licked his lips and thought about it in his heart. He had always had a strange feeling about the old patriarch. First of all, this person is the authority in the village, absolutely authoritative, and basically has the power to decide. Secondly, the old man is very annoying on weekdays and always restrains this and that, and has no time to rest. However, the messy life all day long makes him strong, which shows that life lies in tossing.

But it has to be said that the old man has a unique personality charm. He is the patriarch and he bears the heaviest responsibility. With this alone, the old man became the patriarch and Li Kui was convinced.

If you can give up your own people for the hope of your tribe, even if you are not a good person, you cannot become a bad person.

He swore that he had such an idea because the old patriarch ordered him to be a constable. Instead, on the way he came, he had been thinking about a question: Is it enough to work hard in this world alone, so that I can live a life of luxury and to allow Li Quan to have a full meal?

Even if he has a smooth future, he will have a big problem when fighting alone, and there is almost no one to trust for his own use.

But he saw another possibility in the old patriarch. A small family, an old patriarch with almost no selfishness, and a group of villagers who looked stupid but took the blame. They were all brothers who were not in the fifth match. These people will be the people they should trust the most in this world in the future.

Thinking of this, he decided to discuss with the old patriarch and move out his plan to make a fortune, so that at least the people in the village can live a better life. A young wife doesn’t have to worry about her husband going to the mountains to hunt and be separated by yin and yang. As long as she does this, she will be able to have a clear conscience.

Li Kui said seriously: "Uncle San, you may think that the constable is a good business. But in the opinion of the boy, this business is too destructive. Among the clerks, the constable is the clerk rather than the clerk. Not only can he not do anything for his career, but he will also be excluded due to his identity."

"Kuiwazi, don't you know what you said?" The old patriarch was obviously angry, but at least there was no sign of taking action. It obviously disappeared a lot: "But the constable can make money and there is still convenience when collecting taxes. Look at our village, does it look like we can afford taxes? There is a constable in the village, which can be fooled by at least every year. Instead of doing short-term work for big families, who doesn't want to find a living in their own home? In the past, the old man lied to the village for disasters. After saying too much, the old man was a little shameless to speak!"

"Besides, Kuiwazi. You kid just don't know how to be rich and generous. The imperial examination is a beautiful thing that only Wenquxing can achieve. You are a country boy, how can you be favored by God?" The old patriarch said earnestly.

Li Kui smiled and said, "Uncle San, do you know one thing but not the other. Do you know where our Baizhang Village is?"

"Yishui County."

"Which state is Yishui County?"

"Yizhou!"

"Which road is Yizhou belonging to?"

...

The old man was stopped and his face was a little irritated. He felt that he was despised by Li Kui, his grandson. He said angrily: "If you didn't say that you were ugly, the old man would have fought with you today."

Obviously, the old man is going to be anxious.

Li Kui smiled and said, "Uncle San, last time I went to Mengshan Town to sell mountain goods, I got news that our Yizhou has not been a Jinshi for 30 years."

"This... the students in Yizhou have no way to pass the Jinshi. Do you think you can get the imperial examination in high school? I'm so angry..." Even if the old patriarch is very upbringing, he was still very angry by Li Kui. The people in Baizhang Village are all hot-hearted. When they can do it, they will never use other methods. Unfortunately, the old man's most advantageous Jiuzhang was broken. He wanted to use his shoulders with one hand, and he tried his best to shout twice: Get up—

No movement was heard.

The old man felt ashamed, and what made him feel aggrieved was that Li Kui kept saying to him: "Calm down, third uncle, calm down!"

"You said that you have not won the Jinshi in Yizhou for 30 years, but you have never said that you must be a Jinshi!" Li Kui hurriedly explained.

The old man panted and shook his face to Li Kui, "You guy has thought about it and said, I'm blind, and I thought you boy was the life of a master?"

Li Kui said without any haste: "San Uncle, do you know that there are ten people in Yizhou every year, but in the last exam, even these ten people were not collected. However, the county school won the scholars, and the number of people who were in the state to take the scholars did not decrease every time. Although the boy had never entered the school, he also knew that he might not be able to make a profit with the people of the world. But what about the identity of a scholar in the county? What about the identity of a scholar in the state?"

The third uncle widened his eyes and was frightened by Li Kui's operations. Because Li Kui understood that he was actually in the most popular areas in the scientific examination school district, and there was no reason not to pass the exam! The operation of a Jinshi was a bit difficult, but is it difficult to get the exam? It seems that it is not too difficult.

Li Kui continued: "According to the Song Dynasty, it is not allowed to be an official, but it doesn't matter. If you really want to be an official, you can plan to be a poor guard in the county yamen and become a disgusting six-room clerk. Although you have an official title, you are not an official, but you can ask clearly. As long as you have no big mistakes for twenty years and have achieved remarkable results, clerks can also pass the selection examination of the Ministry of Personnel and become officials."

"The unfamiliar Ai Shi, a disgusting clerk, I will kill you a ignorant boy!"

The old patriarch who regards the constable as a big man can't stand his clan's grandson, even he doesn't even look down on him. He opens his mouth and wants to become an official. He also calls Master Guardian a poor guy. Can he tolerate this?

What's more, cultivating a scholar can only support Baizhang Village's financial resources.

After beating Li Kui twice, he found that it was futile. The third uncle was tired, so he sat down and gasped and said, "You guy has a good vision, and it is possible to plan, but the whole village may not be able to support a scholar."

"Don't worry, the third uncle, the boy who studies money will naturally care about it." Is it difficult for time travelers to make money?

It seems not too difficult, but it is really difficult to be a famous scholar when you are poor.

The third uncle opened his mouth and felt that he seemed to be really old, so old that he could no longer see through the young man's thoughts. He turned his face and felt that there was probably no one in the town with such knowledge. He tentatively said, "It's Master Lingzhi who told you again!"

Li Kui denied, "No."

"He is not a good person, but I think he is probably involved in a life lawsuit outside and settled in our small place. This person is hard to tell the truth about his loyalty and treacherousness, so it's better to have less contact with him!"

The old man said with a confident look, which aroused Li Kui's strong curiosity. Obviously, Master Lingzhi had a handle in the old man's hands.
Chapter completed!