"A poor family and rich road!"

"A poor family and rich road!"

As a stingy man, Li Dalang felt guilty when he thought of Pangchun's income. Because he also understood one thing: he couldn't bear to leave his children and could not trap the wolf.

For a miser, you can’t save money from getting married or marrying a wife.

The poor hunters in Baizhang Village all knew that when they hunted a fox, they would keep their skin and save it for their favorite girl in the future to win favor.

Li Dalang naturally understood that this time he went to Linyi, he was going to spend money and even more of his life.

If he succeeds, he can marry his wife who earns hundreds of yuan a year. If he fails, his money will be wasted and he will have the intention of hanging himself.

This is so uncomfortable. Li Dalang has lived a poor life in his life, and is still so poor that he is terminally ill. A few months ago, he couldn't bear to eat millet and rice. He randomly dealt with some wild vegetables, mixed with digging up rhizomes such as kudzu root, and added a little millet to make do with it. It can be said that every penny in Li Dalang's hands was saved from his teeth.

Every penny is tied to the rib bones, and taking it off is heart-wrenching despair.

Where is Li Kui?

This guy was leaning on the door frame with interest, looking at Li Dalang's desperate expression like his own father, hesitated to kick a jerk in his pocket, and chatting anxiously, afraid that it would not be enough to spend it.

"Pangchun has thousands of guan of private money. You only brought three guan of money out of the house, so it's not enough to spend!"

"Brother Xu is so kind to you, do you have the nerve to let him go empty-handed and come empty-handed?"

"Ordinary rouge can't help but cooks from officials like Pang Chun."

"Without a few decent pieces of jewelry, Pang Chun will look up to you, don't dream!"

...

Li Dalang looked back with great grief and anger. Seeing his brother looking careless, he was so angry that he said angrily: "I don't take the lead in the family, I don't know that the firewood and rice are expensive. Now that I have moved to the city, I have to spend money everywhere. I can save a little. If I am a good woman, I should know that it is not easy to live at home."

"But Pangchun doesn't know! No matter what the officials lack, they won't be short of money."

"Don't say that to your sister-in-law!"

For the first time, Dalang plucked up the courage to scold Li Kui. Money is his lifeblood. For money, no, his wife, he sacrificed his life. But Dalang didn't have much money. Although he relied on Li Kui's chestnut secret recipe to earn some money, how long has the roasted store been opened? After a while of locking up, the money he could save was actually the raw material money that Li Kui had given him.

Speaking of which, this money was not earned by him at all.

This is also the reason why Dalang became more and more disliked when he saw Xiao E. He spent more than ten yuan, but he also ate his food at home every day to make trouble for him. He was too young to work, and girls were all losing money. If his sister was his family, it would be fine. The key point was that Xiao E was not his sister, and he was raising a daughter for others! I felt like I was losing money when I thought about it.

With only ten points of accumulation, Dalang made up his mind and kicked all the kids in his arms. He looked at Li Kui with a gloomy face and asked, "Brother, is this enough?"

"Who said just now that the road to wealthy families?" Li Kui rolled his eyes and mocked.

Li Dalang stomped his feet and said, "There is not enough money!"

For the poor, the lethality of this sentence is simply unsolvable. Fortunately, he has a rich brother. Thinking of the good days of holding the beauty, Li Dalang took the initiative and said to Li Kui with a shy face: "Brother, brother is not good at hand, that..."

"Go and get it."

Li Kui didn't care about money, mainly because he couldn't care. As a time traveler, he came to the Song Dynasty. He broke a broken bowl of ten cents, all of them were Song porcelain, and he also had a box of books, all of them. The broken bowl of Song porcelain, even if it was a folk kiln, would be worth more than 100,000 yuan in later generations? Not to mention the Song Dynasty book, a Song version of the Analects of Confucius, like a house in the imperial capital, it had to be within the third ring road. After the third ring road, he didn't even have time to take a look. But he didn't even wear gloves when reading books, and held it in his hands every day to rub the handles. If he was really a stingy person, he would have rolled his eyes and sucked it to death.

Li Kui's house seemed much more messy. Li Dalang looked around but couldn't find where Li Kui was hiding money. He turned his head and looked at Li Kui suspiciously.

But what about Li Kui?

He said with a whisper: "On the table, it's just in that broken box. I just looked at it so much, but I didn't see it. You're stupid!"

Li Dalang was less than ten tons of private money, and he wanted to dig a cellar in the house and bury it. But Li Kui was so happy that he put it in the most conspicuous place in the house. When he opened the box, Li Dalang was stunned and pointed at Li Kui, tremblingly, "You are just giving the money?"

"It's convenient to pick it up." Li Kui's reason is extremely powerful.

Huang Cancan, the one who shines his eyes should be gold?

It's too much to press your hands.

The silver-white silver ingots are also very heavy to buy.

It was all true, and Li Dalang's eyes were almost unable to open.

Facing Li Kui's big move, Li Dalang was so angry that he wanted to kick the spoiler to death. If it was stolen, the whole family would hang themselves to death!

Don’t worry, they really want to steal it. Their mother, Zhang, will never care. What’s the poor life of the old Li family? If you don’t have it, you will be so content.

Li Kui? He doesn't even know how much money he has, and he is not in the mood to play for thousands of times.

Li Quan, he didn't even frown when he didn't steal the meat.

So, if the Li family really wants to recruit thieves, Li Dalang is probably the only one who wants to hang himself, and there is not even one who can accompany him on the road.

Li Kui tumbling in a broken basket at the head of the bed for a while, found a roll of Jiaozi, threw it to Li Dalang, and said, "If you think it's appropriate to bring it, take it with you."

For a moment, Li Dalang didn't want to leave. He wanted to keep Li Kui's money, sleep with his arms, and sleep with his pillow. He had no regrets in his life and could wake up in his dreams. Unfortunately, Li Kui didn't give him a chance at all. He thought for a while: "It's not convenient to keep gold and silver at home, it will take some time to wait."

Li Dalang was furious as if he was sieving. After he hesitating for a long time, he gave Li Kui a suggestion that he could not react: "Brother, let your brother keep the money for you? I will definitely not lose it. Even if I lose my life, I can't let the bad guy succeed."

It is a good thing to have determination and confidence. But Li Kui doesn't let me go at all. You are lying to me for New Year's money... Bah, it's my wife's body, do you still have some shame?

He casually threw a piece of hand to Li Dalang and drove the sloppy guy out of his room. Li Kui stood at the table and thought about it. Even Li Dalang knew that he would be willing to spend money when he met a woman for the first time. Of course, the daughter of the Liu family... Li Kui had no idea, but it would be better to visit him during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, right?

It seems that he has no etiquette.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out.

He can't afford to Liu Baosheng's lack of anything at home. He may not necessarily have something at home.

Without any clues, he went to the street and bought an exquisite box in a shop selling a study. The box was not big and gave people a delicate feeling. It was thirty cents of money, and the honest price was undeniable. Even the copper parts on the box were gilded and silver-inlaid, which made people look forward to the treasures in the box.

What to put?

Beautiful jade?

The Liu family is a general, and they can't appreciate it.

There are no such high-end products in Yishui County, and it is not necessary to buy them in Linyi City.

Just give goose feathers thousands of miles away, with a light gift and a heavy affection.

Li Kui went out again and saw in the study shop that no one secretly asked the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, is there any old paper that looks like an object from the previous dynasty?"

If the shopkeeper hadn't known Li Kui, he had to report to the official in anger, this guy would have been a liar. What would he have bought from Thirty-six stakes to fool the monster?

But even if he knew Li Kui, the shopkeeper was so angry. The county magistrate was so difficult. He still had a ungrateful wolves when he accepted a disciple. He was still a jealous wolf. He complained in his heart: Even if you fool the teacher like this, your conscience would not hurt? The shopkeeper gasped for a while before he calmed down his anger and smiled professionally, but he answered the question irrelevantly: "I have the best Chengni inkstone here, only 200 stakes."

Li Kui said in a bad mood: "I am sending it to the elders."

"That's right! It's just that you give it to your elders, you seem filial!" The shopkeeper insisted on his sales strategy.

Li Kui had no choice but to say it thoroughly: "My elder is a general."

The shopkeeper was stunned and immediately looked at Li Kui in awe. He looked at this person, and had just cursed the county magistrate, and then he cursed the general. The younger generation was terrifying and the younger generation was terrifying. Then he showed a treacherous smile like a stealing chicken: "I understand, art. Look at what I am like?"

The counterfeiting of the Song Dynasty was much better than that of later generations. There were no chemical reagents or cut corners, and they were all ancient craftsmen. From the ritual vessels from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the gold and silver ware, picture albums, and jewelry from the Tang Dynasty, there were only fakes. Moreover, the quality of fakes was better than the real ones. It can be seen that the counterfeiters of the Song Dynasty were a group of gentlemen with ideals. But don’t think that fakes were worthless. What were the counterfeiting of the Song Dynasty not in the future?

When Li Kui saw the manual taken out by the shopkeeper, there was a trace of time in the mottled spot, with cloud patterns playing in the water, so high-end that people who don’t know the truth felt that this was an object circulating in the palace at a glance... and it was still blank.

"Professional!" Li Kui's eyes were almost blinded, and he raised his thumbs up and praised.

The shopkeeper's quilt was tickled and said proudly: "Look at it, this is the seal hidden in the inner palace of the previous dynasty. Let me tell you this, that is, I don't have the imperial edict here, and I will make up other palace objects even if there is not. Look at this, as long as the seal of Qinglian layman, even if he adds the characters, even if the Jiuxian is alive, he cannot tell the authenticity. Look at this, Bai Juyi's Diamond Sutra, the monks in the temple cannot tell the authenticity of the authenticity, and send it to him to offer it to the Buddha's niche..."

This is a fake sales den covered with the guise of a study!

When he entered the store, Li Kui only wanted a piece of old rice paper. When he went back, he actually borrowed a basket from the shopkeeper. Experts from later generations, you have your golden eyes to blind you? Second Master is here to harm you.

However, the gift gifts cannot be delayed. Li Kui polished the ink, made the draft, and then held his breath and concentrated, and wrote four big words on the title page of the Tang Dynasty Palace Manual - Tianbao Chen!

After writing, Li Kui complained about himself. It was too difficult. In order to prepare a decent gift, it was really too difficult.

What is the first medicinal meal written?

Stewed ginseng with old hens?

Or wolfberry old duck soup?
Chapter completed!