Since I learned that the eldest brother Weng Jianguang was finished, Fang Bingsheng has been very frivolous for a few days, so he bought wine every day with royalties, which is still rare in this year.

This year after the accident, although he went bankrupt, Fang Bingsheng was always like a soldier waiting for a fight, waiting for a certain order to be handed over to him by a strange-faced officer. He would set off immediately after he dressed up and set off again to return to the track of life he hated and loved - the Jinling of the Railway Western Learning.

The only thing he was counting on was Weng Jianguang.

In the past two days, Fang Bingsheng also spent money to buy a lot of newspapers. According to reports, the railway industry became a chaotic warring country after the overlord's defeat: various chaebols were desperately dividing and competing for the share of Song You Tie Electric, and pulled up their new company and army to fight everywhere. The court's Iron River Jump Forward Plan and the strong investment of the people have put fire in this chaotic world. Everyone fought so fiercely that even Weng Jianguang's name was soon no one mentioned, and his status was replaced and forgotten seemed to be overnight - this is the cruelty of Hai Song.

I think about it every day, every night, just thinking about Weng Jianguang. I never thought that no one could guess the heavenly calculation. Weng Jianguang himself turned into a mud Buddha and was thrown into the river, turning into a stinky mud that neither fish nor shrimp could eat.

This complete despair brought great changes to Fang Bingsheng:

First of all, the young couple of the owner of Dechang Water and Fire Store found that Mr. Fang had changed and became a little lazy. When they first hired him, they were still worried. Unexpectedly, Fang Bingsheng worked very diligently and seriously. In recent days, Fang Bingsheng has been lazily lying on the counter. He didn't care about greeting customers, and it was all wrong to keep accounts;

This is because they used to recruit a soldier, but now the soldier's army is over. He is full of pain and confusion in his heart, and he has become a soldier;

Secondly, Fang Bingsheng also really started to look at the Shiligou for the first time.

He lived and worked here before, but he never really cared about it. It was just a camp for wounded soldiers. His fantasy was to pick him up a few days later, and in a few days he returned here in a suit and lace and top hat. He greeted everyone who helped him patiently and intimately - just like Han Xin crawled under the crotch of a gangster and thought that he would come back one day to thank his mother for giving him a meal.

With such fantasy tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow, I spent more than half a year easily.

Now he couldn't see how to get up, so he really recognized that he was lying in the mud and began to look at the mud spots and ants on the ground. He even wanted to find a wild fruit to eat.

With his talent, Shiligou gave Wild Fruit very generously.

Yesterday, Wang Yan from Qiufeng Church came and came here specially for lunch and invited Fang Bingsheng out from behind the counter. The two of them had lunch with meat in the nearby street shed.

During the meal, Wang Yan praised Fang Bingsheng for most of the day, expressed the lack of teachers in the academy, and asked Fang Bingsheng whether he participated in this year's imperial examination.

As soon as he said that, Fang Bingsheng understood: Wang Xintai felt that he could be their teacher, and the price would not be expensive, but he didn't know how good his grades in Chinese studies in the imperial examination were, so he secretly wanted to encourage himself to go to the imperial examination.

Their idea is profitable and not lost: they have not received a systematic Western education and will definitely not be able to pass the imperial examination, and they can only have some decent scores in theology and Chinese liberal arts subjects. This is enough; if they have excellent Chinese scores, it is equivalent to taking the written examination. Qiufeng Church's academy will immediately record themselves as teachers who specialize in Chinese, that is, they can use their national academic scores as gimmicks. In fact, they are not worried that they will pass Guan Fei, and this Chinese teacher will do a very down-to-earth job; and because they are too good at subjects, they can only study those subjects. After a few years of experience, they will become a gold-medal lecturer and become one of the signatures of the college.

A few days ago, Fang Bingsheng might think: No, what a test, maybe Song You TieDirector will come to work tomorrow! Then he casually and chatted and laughed and turned down this potential work that would actually be extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming; but that day, Fang Bingsheng raised the wine cup on the crate table, drank it all, frowned, feeling the burning pain of the strong wine flowing through the esophagus, and said in silence for a while: "I have been waiting for a full-learning official to appear, but I haven't entered the examination room for many years, and I haven't read the theology and Chinese textbooks for half a year, and I have no books left. I'll go to the bookstore to buy it..."

Hearing this, Wang Yan immediately took out a square cloth bag from her arms and handed it to Fang Bingsheng, and shouted: "No need to buy it! I have brought you a few books! What textbooks do you want are just for blog posts! After the imperial examination results are obtained, we must consider that our academy is eager to seek talents. No one specializes in Chinese! Elder Wang said that the academy would be organized into a large academy that studies each subject. Moreover, the people in Shiligou are actually getting richer and richer, and there are more and more children. Our development prospects are very good..."

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I had dinner with Wang Yan yesterday, and this afternoon, Fang Bingsheng started studying.

He sat on a three-legged bench and lay on the counter and looked through the examination materials. This is a very small store. After two steps into the door, the counter is at the counter. If the customer jumped in and jumped very high, he could step from the threshold to the edge of the counter, and then a kite turned over and wiped the beam from the shelf next to the counter, and jumped into the bedroom, kitchen, living room, warehouse and bathroom of the boss's family.

Therefore, there is very little space left for Fang Bingsheng in the counter. Even if he is thin, he has to keep erecting his waist. Otherwise, when he hunched his back, he would rub the oil barrel on the shelf behind him. However, this would not stop Fang Bingsheng from being oily behind his cloth robe.

In this shop that is not much bigger than the bathroom in the luxury house, the air mixed with the smell of kerosene does not flow when the sun is shining, so it is suffocating. Fang Bingsheng had to read the book while wiping the sweat with the towel around his neck. Suddenly he screamed in horror, as if he had seen a devil in the book, and then he frantically turned the book to the pages he had read before.

Sure enough, there were clear fingerprints on each page, which were black sweat with oil stains, which was inevitable for people working in the Water and Fire Shop, but for Fang Bingsheng, a poor scholar, it was really a big deal to make a new book dirty.

He whispered in the hot weather. He wiped his hands desperately with the towel, but the towel in the water and fire shop was like a rag in the kitchen, oily, smelly, wet and dirty, and the more he wiped his hands, the more he felt sticky and uncomfortable.

At this moment, Fang Bingsheng heard something behind his back. He thought it was the sound of the wind outside the store and the birds were screaming, but now when he heard it carefully, it was the boss who was quarreling with the boss's wife because the sound was too low, just like the sound of the wind and birds, but it was useless no matter how low it was. There was only a half-meter-wide wooden shelf division between their living room and the counter.

Fang Bingsheng immediately realized that the reason for their quarrel was about himself.

The boss's wife complained very angrily that she had not greeted customers these days, no longer took the initiative to help unload goods, and kept the books in a mess; the young boss respected him very much. He was expelling himself, saying that maybe it was because Song You TieDirector's boss had replaced him, and Mr. Fang has always been a subordinate of others, and the boss is over. How can old subordinates not be sad? It is normal for a few days to get tired.

"Why do they all know this? They are illiterate except Arabic codes! Who said that?" Fang Bingsheng did not appreciate the boss' defense for himself. Instead, he gritted his teeth and thought about why they all knew about this. You should know that the railway company is a phoenix in the sky, and who cares about the phoenix in the ground? Most people in Shiligou understand what Songyou Tie-electric means, and many people have never seen the real train: "My woman told the old Zhou family? The old Zhou family said it everywhere with big mouths. Damn it. This kind of poor place is to enjoy being chewed around."

The boss behind the shelves was still whining, and the boss was helpless. He also said that the church academy lacked teachers and kept asking Mr. Fang to go over. You can tolerate it. You can't offend Teacher Fang like a gentle and decent person. The boss sounded like a lost lamb from Wang Xintai's mouth. He immediately scolded Qiufeng Church for being a place and a liar. Who would join him is an idiot. He also said that even if Fang Bingsheng was a teacher, he was also an imperial examination teacher. His child was still seven or eight years away from the imperial examination. Who would have missed him? Now he can't spend money to raise him and eat and drink, right? He said that he wanted to hire a child as a clerk to discipline him, but if he was not obedient, he would be beaten up. What was the result?

"Qiufeng Church is also a big mouth, such a small place." Hearing that the other party even knew what Wang Yan wanted to find him yesterday, he didn't tell his wife about this, so Fang Bingsheng put it away and went home to beat his wife to relieve her anger.

The boss's wife was reluctant to give in. The quarrels were so loud that she suddenly became louder, just to let Fang Bingsheng in front of her hear it. The boss also sounded anxious and said in his heart: It is easy to ask God to send God to the gods! If you silly woman offended Mr. Fang, Zhou Lizai's hooligan would definitely find someone to smash the store! What should I do? Or let him smash the money?

In a word, there was no high female voice behind the shelves, and the couple's discussion turned into the sound of wind and birds.

"Damn it, a group of untouchables who are hard and not soft!" The other party was still afraid of violent order. This was Fang Bingsheng's own field, so he cursed in his heart with some contempt and no longer thought about how the other party was talking about him: "I came here because I was still sleeping in the Zhou family at that time, and I urgently needed to find a job to supplement the family income. It was only more than 3 yuan a month, and it was a gift for you to do it for half a year. Now it seems that I have to live in Shiligou forever, so I have to change to a high-paying job."

Fang Bingsheng lowered his head and looked at the book in front of him, hugging his head and was a little confused: "I'm going to the factory to find a civilian job. I have a high income, but I have a long time. If I stay here for the time being and wait for the imperial examination to apply for a college teacher? I have to wait a lot of time. Moreover, the imperial examination itself has risks. I can't guarantee that I will enter the examination studio in 16 or 17 years. The first time I'll have a high score in Chinese? What should I do if I fail the exam? Qiufeng Church's abacus is so savvy, and the risks are all my own..."

Just when Fang Bingsheng was struggling, he heard that someone came in the store and walked very slowly, but the store was too small. Fang Bingsheng smelled the horse smell on the other party before he looked up. At this moment, the smell of air was considered a fresh smell for this shop, just like the bloody smell in the sea, which made the sharks cruising in the kerosene ocean smell.

But Fang Bingsheng still didn't look up and stared at the book. Just by the disturbance of the horse-smelling airflow, he felt that the other party was looking around, unlike the customer who was just buying oil.

He was not interested in working. After a while, Fang Bingsheng, who was lying on the counter and reading, shouted impatiently: "Have you read enough? What do you want?"
Chapter completed!