As soon as the fat man Xue Chi sat down, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a big meat pot sticker from Zhu Ping'an's bowl. He took a bite, his mouth full of oil, and then his teeth were grimacing from the burn.
The fat man slurped his lips and cheered loudly.
"This is great, a delicacy. Brother Zhu knows how to eat it. Shopkeeper, give me three servings, no, four servings, and a whole soup like his. Well, it tastes good. Let's share it. Put it all on my account."
Fatty Xue Chi seems to have no concept of money. Perhaps his family has enough money so he doesn't need to worry about numbers.
"How can this be? You treated me to a big dinner yesterday, so let me pay for the snack today." Zhu Ping'an said as he took out his purse from his pocket, called the boss over, and prepared to pay.
"Don't worry, Brother Zhu. You are willing to give me the house with good feng shui. This little money is nothing. Let's make a deal. Boss, come to me to collect the money. Pay double."
The fat man sucked his lips, shook his head repeatedly, then took out a piece of silver and waved it at the shopkeeper.
Merchants are profit-driven, so they naturally wouldn't refuse when they heard someone wanted to pay double. The shopkeeper just walked to Zhu Ping'an, and when he heard that the fat man Xue Chi wanted to pay double, he immediately turned around and walked to the fat man.
"Don't look for it anymore. Just give us some of your delicious food. The food in your shop is really great." The fat man handed a dime to the boss and praised the taste of the snacks.
"Okay, wait a moment, both of you." The shopkeeper took the money and said goodbye and went to prepare.
Thanks to the fat guy, my breakfast felt like lunch.
The fat man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than Zhu Ping'an. He was still considered a young man among the students taking the imperial examinations. He could not get along with the older people, and the other scholars also looked down on the fat man's nouveau riche temperament. It was not easy for him to meet a young man who was somewhat to his liking, so the fat man felt particularly cordial when he saw Zhu Ping'an, and in his heart he had already regarded Zhu Ping'an as a confidant.
On the way back to the inn from breakfast, they inevitably passed by the Qinhuai River. Looking at the prosperous Jinfenyulou on the other side of the river, fat Xue Chi seemed a little distracted.
"Brother Zhu, do you know why the other side is so prosperous?" asked the fat man Xue Chi with a lewd look on his face.
"Because it's a peaceful and prosperous time." Zhu Ping'an glanced at the wretched fat man and smiled foolishly.
"Haha, Brother Zhu is still too young, let me tell you..." Fatty Xue Chi laughed obscenely, with an elder's demeanor, determined to be Zhu Ping'an's guide, and wanted to continue to popularize Zhu Ping'an's knowledge of love and romance. It's not easy to meet a like-minded person, how can I watch him study and become a nerd, I have to be a qualified confidant.
At this time, Fatty Xue Chi heard Zhu Ping'an, who he thought was a bit of a nerd, repeating his previous words with a silly smile and a joking tone:
"Prosperity leads to prostitution, and where there is prosperity, prostitution also flourishes."
Xue Chi didn't think much of it at first, but after being reminded by Zhu Ping'an in a joking tone, he suddenly reacted.
"Prosperity and prostitution, prostitution, oh, it seems to make sense, haha, Brother Zhu is also a man of this trade." Fatty Xue Chi put his arm around Zhu Ping'an's shoulder, his eyebrows moving, and he smiled obscenely.
Damn it, who is the same as you? Zhu Pingan was speechless.
"Come on, Brother Zhu, I'll take you to open your eyes." Fatty Xue Chi poked Zhu Ping'an with his fat hand, looking so obscene that words could not describe it. Even Marshal Tianpeng's expression when he saw the spider spirit taking a bath was more dignified than his.
At this moment, I really have the urge to kick his fat face to make it one size bigger.
"I am still young, so I cannot go with Brother Xue." Zhu Ping'an declined tactfully.
"Hahaha, Brother Zhu, there is no need to oppose this. When I was your age, I had already visited all the ecstasy caves in Bozhou." The fat man smiled proudly.
I really don't understand where your sense of accomplishment comes from!
Zhu Ping'an firmly declined the invitation from Fatty Xue Chi, and was about to return to the inn with his schoolbag slung across his shoulder. As for Fatty Xue Chi, he could go wherever he wanted. He was not interested in that. People of different ages have different things to do. If he had achieved success, he would have no worries about not having women to please him. There was no need to rush.
"Hey, Brother Zhu, please wait for me. I won't go today either." Fatty Xue Chi came trotting over, panting.
On the way back to the inn, Fatty Xue Chi would chat with Zhu Ping'an from time to time about his glorious deeds in Bozhou and on the opposite bank of the Qinhuai River. His pride was like that of a victorious general bragging in front of his soldiers about how he had chased the enemy chief for eighteen miles with his bare chest and a machete in hand.
Zhu Ping'an was too lazy to respond, but the fat man Xue Chi was so excited that he couldn't stop talking.
As he was walking, he suddenly heard the fat man who was bragging about his great achievements become quiet. Zhu Pingan was slightly startled. He looked over and saw the fat man Xue Chi tilting his head and staring at a certain place on the street. Zhu Pingan followed the fat man's gaze and saw a woman in extremely gorgeous clothes sitting on the street across the street eating breakfast with a scholar-like man. This gorgeous woman looked like a worldly woman, mature and charming, and probably had a great appeal to a young man like the fat man.
"My young husband, if you want to look, just look directly. Why do you have to look at me from the side?" The beautiful woman saw the fat man Xue Chi looking at him straight, and felt that he was a little sneaky, so she couldn't help but laugh and scold.
"Oh my god, sister is so funny. I haven't even taken off my pants, how could I use my bladder to look at you?" Fatty Xue Chi refused to admit it with his fat face shaking.
Damn, what a shit! The so-called revenge for the murder of one's father and the hatred for the abduction of one's wife are the two greatest shames in life. You flirt with someone in front of his mistress. The mistress is obviously a scholar. Scholars pay the most attention to their reputation. She will not give you a chance to fight to the death.
Sure enough, the scholar who was sitting opposite the beautiful woman stood up with a shout and chased the fat man for two blocks.
At this moment, the fat man Xue Chi was not fighting alone. He seemed to be possessed by Liu Xiang or Bolt. He jumped up and down, and even with his fat body he could move as fast as a rabbit. He did not let the scholar catch up with him.
Zhu Pingan was watching from behind, feeling annoyed. Why did he feel like this fat guy was often chased? Uh, damn, this guy wouldn't do this often in Bozhou! Looking at the two people chasing him disappearing around the corner, Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, then slung his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked away towards the inn.
After returning to the inn room, Zhu Ping'an put the things in his schoolbag in place, took out the books and returned to the desk, where he put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began his daily preparations for the exam.
After going through the county and prefectural examinations, Zhu Ping'an became more and more aware of the difficulty of the ancient imperial examinations. He used to read time-travel novels in which modern people returned to the ancient Ming and Qing dynasties and easily passed the imperial examinations. Now, there are only two words to describe this: nonsense.
The ancient imperial examinations were based on the Four Books and Five Classics and the Eight-legged Essay, which is completely different from your modern education. So what if you graduated from college, have a master's degree, or have a doctorate? The ancient imperial examinations were different from what you learned. So what if you are terrible at Chinese, math, English, comprehensive science, and comprehensive science? The imperial examinations are not reliable. You have a lot of dragon-slaying magic, but you don't have a dragon to use. The imperial examinations were based on the Four Books and Five Classics and the Eight-legged Essay. If you go back to ancient times, you must learn from the Four Books and Five Classics bit by bit. The so-called ten years of hard study is not as simple as our schooling. Moreover, writing the Eight-legged Essay requires accumulation. It is impossible to do it without five or six years. Moreover, the imperial examinations mainly focus on the Eight-legged Essay. The Eight-legged Essay is difficult to write. Modern people do not necessarily have the talent for writing, let alone the Eight-legged Essay. Besides, the Eight-legged Essay selection depends on luck in addition to the talent for writing. Whether your writing style matches the temperament of the examiner, the topic you encounter, your performance at that time, the performance of others, and many other uncertain factors. What you can do now is to prepare more and be prepared.