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Chapter 5 The Great Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 284 Beating the Wife and Writing

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    "Please come in, please come in. The residence is simple, please sit here, everyone. The room is dark, please wait a moment, I will light the lamp." Fang Bingsheng introduced the two bosses Qian into the room with a smile on his face, and hurriedly opened the door.  He picked up the mat and quilt on the bed, stood up on tiptoes, and threw it to the attic where his son lived.

    The two door panels where the couple sleep at night also serve as sofas when guests come.

    In autumn, it gets dark earlier, and the windowless wooden building is even darker. Knowing that Boss Qian¡¯s eyesight is not very good, Fang Bingsheng took out a good glass oil lamp from under the bed and lit it hurriedly.

    "You're welcome, Mr. Fang, you see, we are old neighbors." Qian Jinyi said with a smile.

    I say "old neighborhood" because Mr. Qian and his shop did open on Shuihuo Street back then, but they did choose the wrong place. At that time, the streets were full of blind people. Who would buy books and read newspapers? It is said that even mice would not enter the store.  go.

    So after Mr. Qian bought the store, he moved it two months later. The new address is to the north of Shuihuo Street. Shuihuo Street is the spine and the main body of the slum is the internal organs. So the area of ??their store can be regarded as beautiful skin.  , is located in an area where rich and middle-class people who have made money from the slums gather. The bookstore business is quite good, and Boss Qian is also a rich and respectable person. This is why Fang Bingsheng is so polite.

    "Have you never seen this talented man before?" Fang Bingsheng asked, pointing at the young man.

    Now Fang Bingsheng was sitting on the small horse bed opposite the bed, looking at the young man sitting side by side with Boss Qian looking around the room by the light of the oil lamp, and asked with a smile.

    "Oh. My new apprentice." Qian Jinyi said, pointing to the apprentice and introducing him to Fang Bingsheng, who was smiling, nodding and bowing: "Fu Renyong, Xiaofu, from Jiangnan, recommended by friends from the Qing Dynasty.  To pass on antique knowledge; I am short of manpower, so I asked this kid to come over."

    "Wow, Mr. Fu Xiao is very talented at first glance. Under the guidance of a knowledgeable person like Mr. Qian, his future is limitless!" Fang Bingsheng even flattered Fu Renyong.  Fu Renyong was stunned.

    You need to know before you come.  He had heard about Fang Bingsheng from his master. He originally thought he was a three-headed and six-armed character, but he expected that he was a middle-aged man wearing shabby clothes, dark, thin and unattractive.  My hair smelled like kerosene.  When he talks to himself, he has bad breath and smells of alcohol; he lives in a black and smelly wooden house with bare walls; he curses, curses, and beats his wife with his fists and kicks; he is full of flattery and flattery like a wretched beggar.  The impression I got before coming here is simply I can't say it's an exaggeration, it's a bit irrelevant.

    Thinking about it, Fu Renyong went to see his master.  He even curled his lips a little, meaning: "Is this guy the one you are bragging about? You are not trying to fool me, are you?"

    Qian Jinyi happened to turn his head to look at his apprentice, and his expression was all visible. He raised his hand and slapped his apprentice on the back of the heart, hard, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? This kid is in very bad health! Come on!"  I have been in the Song Dynasty for two months, and I just started working last week. As soon as I got off the ship, I became unaccustomed to the local environment, suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, and almost died. I was sent to the city to be raised for several months before I regained my life."

    "I'm strong, but even a tiger can't survive in this place! I've never seen such a dirty and smelly place before! I almost died after just one sip of water!" Fu Renyong didn't respect Fang Bingsheng in his heart, and said  Shangya took it easy and answered the call directly.

    Fang Bingsheng burst out laughing and said: "Since Mr. Fu Xiao is from Jiangnan, he must be a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Our this place, well, anyway, remember to buy water in the future, their water is  Well water is still drinkable, but don¡¯t drink water from rivers and waterways. It¡¯s useless even if you boil it. There was a plague last year and many people died, oh, there were also many foreigners. Only Indians were fine."

    "Yes, this place is smelly and dilapidated. I don't know why everyone is crowding into this dilapidated place?!" Fu Renyong snorted coldly.

    "You bastard? Boy, you will never make so much money in your entire life in the Qing Dynasty! This is a cornucopia! Shut up!" Qian Jinyi yelled.

    After yelling at his apprentice, Qian Jinyi gave Fang Bingsheng a thumbs up, smiled flatteringly, and said, "Mr. Fang in front of you is a great talent! The most talented and capable person in Shili Gou!  "

    "Don't dare, don't dare!" Seeing the other party suddenly complimenting him, Fang Bingsheng seemed to be relieved. Then he sat upright from the saddle and leaned toward Qian Jinyi, as if he was a prisoner in the Public Security Bureau asking the adults.  Regarding his own case, he asked in a low voice:

    "Mr. Qian, last timethatwas still fullokis it still eye-catching?"

    He was so nervous that he stuttered.

    "Eye-catching? That's great! I'm so satisfied!" Qian Jinyi slammed the bed board, and the entire wooden board made the floor jump.Show a bunch of things to Fang Bingsheng.

    What I saw were two pens, two Western ink bottles, a dozen pencils, an eraser, and a stack of checkered foreign paper suitable for writing with hard pen.

    Fang Bingsheng looked at those things and didn¡¯t have the courage to touch them. It was like a sacred sacrifice appearing in front of a priest. He only felt a rush of air in his chest, and he wanted to laugh and cry.

    "Just take this tool and use it if it looks suitable. If it doesn't work, or the tip of the pen is cracked or the ink is out, come to my shop and I'll prepare it for you. As for the reward, this copybook from last time, OK! OK! That's great.  Yes! I mentioned the remuneration to you as three yuan a piece, but I brought the contract document and your handwriting, which is guaranteed by our store and cannot be sold to others. How about it?" Qian Jinyi asked cautiously.

    "Mr. Qian is really my reborn parent" Fang Bingsheng choked up in his throat. When signing the document, he originally wanted to write his signature with a pen, but the table was in tatters. Fang Bingsheng was impatient, so he simply knelt on the ground and signed on the "sofa" door panel.  The signature was signed. My hands were shaking with excitement when I signed, but I finally pressed my fingerprints and settled the matter.

    "Farewell, farewell, you are talented. As your old friend, I just want to let your talent be used in the world." After receiving the contract document, Qian Jinyi quickly comforted Fang Bingsheng.

    Fang Bingsheng gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "Mr. Qian supports me, it is really my great grace!"

    Qian Jinyi nodded and said, "When I come this time, I have a business I want to discuss with Mr. Fang."

    "Say it! Speak it!" Fang Bingsheng yelled, and at the same time reached out his hand to lift the foreign oil lamp and set the accelerator to the maximum. Just now, in order to save fuel, the accelerator was at the minimum. But now the time is different. He seems to be the most imitative.  The primary school student looked up to Mr. Qian like that, and he couldn't bear the darkness any longer.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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