I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

I am already quite familiar with Magistrate Chen, so there is nothing to be polite about.

The two of them drank a few glasses of celebratory wine with Chen Zhixian, and then received a large and heavy bag of silver.

Hearing that Lin Xuan planned to live in Yanggu County for a while, County Magistrate Chen welcomed him and said that he could arrange for him to temporarily live in a post house next to the Yamen.

Lin Xuan thought for a while and refused Chen Zhixian's kindness on the grounds that he planned to go to Beijing to take the exam and wanted to find a quiet place.

As expected, he will probably kill Ximen Qing later and transform into a leader in the green forest.

This magistrate of Chen County is a pretty good person.

There is no need to get involved too much with him, or you will deceive others for nothing.

Lin Xuan's lower limit, although not very high.

But there is still a point after all.

[Scholar Lin Xuan and righteous man Huang Long encountered a vicious tiger on their way to Jingyanggang. With Huang Long's help, Lin Xuan killed the tiger with his own hands and became famous in the counties. 】

[Based on the above deeds, the reincarnation Lin Xuan received a reputation value of 300, and the reincarnation Huang Rong received a reputation value of 100.]

As soon as they entered the small courtyard, the settlement of the reincarnation space rang in their ears at the same time.

"That's not bad. We don't have to be gangsters to gain reputation."

Lin Xuan was in a good mood and smiled.

The most difficult part of the main mission is probably the 1,000 points of personal reputation.

Today, Lin Xuan achieved 30% on the first day, and Huang Rong also achieved 10%.

The situation is pretty good.

"Reputation means fame, right? In the past, Mr. Su Dabeard and Mr. Fan, as well as Mr. Lao Zhongjinglue and Mr. Zongze, are all members of the imperial court, and everyone in Lulin knows them."

"But, having said that, the name of the righteous Huanglong..."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes: "It sounds awful!"

"Well, that's also a problem. I don't want to be called 'Scholar Lin Xuan'. It's very awkward."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Let's think of a nickname together. It will be easier to travel around the world in the future."

In the Water Margin plane, the nickname of the green forest hero is equivalent to the "character and name" of the Northern Song Dynasty literati.

It is a social essential.

If he really was a famous hero and didn't have a nickname...

It is estimated that someone will also press one forcibly.

Therefore, Lin Xuan felt that it was necessary to prepare a relatively satisfactory nickname in advance to avoid some bloody things.

What if I am called a "pig-killer" or a "chrysanthemum-poking scholar" in the future...

Still quite disgusting!

"That makes sense."

Huang Rong giggled and said, "Then what do you think my name would be better?"

"Although you are dressed in men's clothing, you are still too handsome. If the nickname is not involved at all, it would seem a bit fishy."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment: "Since your pseudonym is Huang Long, let's call it 'Jade Faced Flying Dragon'."

This title sounded familiar, but Lin Xuan couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Since you can't think of anything, let's borrow it and use it.

Anyway, this naming style is quite strange.

There should not be duplicate names in the Water Margin plane.

"Jade-faced flying dragon?"

Huang Rong tilted her head and thought for a moment: "It sounds pretty good."

"Then let's take this. Anyway, we can only stay for a year at most, and it's just for temporary use."

"Okay, I'll call you 'Jade Faced Flying Dragon'!"

Huang Rong smiled and asked, "What is your name? Scholar who fights tigers?"

"It sounds weird..."

Lin Xuan was speechless: "Don't you think it's awkward when these two words are put together?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, a scholar kills a tiger...

The painting style is quite unique.

Inexplicably, it gives people an unserious feeling.

Lin Xuan does not intend to follow the route of "Confucian reckless man, fighting the world with his words".

"It's a bit weird for you to say that."

Huang Rong blinked: "Then think of one yourself."

"For things like nicknames, just make them simple and impressive."

Lin Xuan looked at the butcher's knife on the table: "Let's just call it 'Ba Dao'."

"Ba...Ba Dao?"

Huang Rong almost bit her tongue, with a bewildered look on her face: "You, you call this thing a tyrant?"

"Isn't this nice? It's domineering and majestic. It suits our status as bandits very well."

Lin Xuan smiled: "When I master the tiger sword technique, I will change to a simple sword when I travel around the world."

"Okay, this nickname is indeed domineering..."

Huang Rong wrinkled her little nose: "Why does my nickname have four characters, but yours has two characters?"

"The key to a nickname is that it's easy to remember, not that the more words the better."

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "If you have too many words, it will inevitably be gaudy. What's so good about it?"

Most of the strong men in Water Margin have two or three-character bandit names.

For example, jade unicorn, broadsword, leopard head, double whip, traveler, flower monk, prodigal son...

Pay attention to a catchy and unpretentious one.

In comparison, Lin Xuan's painting style seems more martial arts.

"...Why do I feel that your nickname sounds much better than mine?"

Huang Rong pursed her lips, feeling that something was not right, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, Brother Huang. The cakes my brother asked me to bring to you are still warm. You can try his craftsmanship."

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Wu Song put a jar of old wine and a bag of cooking cakes on the table and laughed.

"Well, since it's your brother's wish, let's eat some."

Huang Rong is a girl after all, and she doesn't care that much about whether her nickname is prestigious or not.

After hearing this, he was too lazy to think about it, so he picked up a steamed cake and took a bite.

Steamed cake is a staple food in the north.

It is made by rolling flour into cakes and wrapping fruit pulp and vegetables.

Add salt, oil and sugar, and steam it in a steamer.

It is similar to a pancake.

Rather than a cake, it is better to say that it is a bun.

This thing used to be called steamed cake, which is more appropriate.

But after Song Renzong Zhao Zhen came to power, because "Zhen" and "Zheng" sound similar.

In order to avoid taboos, this thing had to be renamed steamed cake.

It can be seen that the more approachable the emperor's name is, the more disturbing it is...

"I didn't think it was so good to eat it every day before, but now I haven't eaten it for a while, and I miss it."

Wu Song also picked up one and took a big bite, looking a little satisfied: "My brother's cake is very good, and it is also famous in Yanggu County."

"It's really good."

Lin Xuan also took a bite of the pancake: "Have you seen your aunt?"

Wu Dalang's pancake is also a famous IP.

It may not be worth it to go there specially.

If you meet her, eating a few bites can be regarded as a celebrity check-in.

"I saw her."

Wu Song seemed a little annoyed, frowning slightly: "Maybe I have some prejudice, but I always feel that my aunt..."

"Don't look like a decent woman?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said lightly.

"You!"

Wu Song's face suddenly changed, showing a look of shock and anger.

"...Have you drunk too much?"

Huang Rong almost spit it out, and quickly reached out to grab Lin Xuan: "Quickly apologize to others!"

When encountering such a thing, Huang Rong also felt a little embarrassed.

Wu Song came here happily and invited everyone to eat cakes and drink wine.

As a result, this Lin Badao was indeed domineering, and immediately said that other people's aunts were not faithful to their husbands.

This was simply a provocation.

It would not be surprising if he was really beaten up.

To be honest, I was still at fault in this matter...

It would be useless to be beaten.

"If Erlang thinks that my words are inappropriate, please forgive me."

Lin Xuan smiled and said lightly.

"This..., hey, in fact, I also suspect so."

Wu Song thought for half a minute, sighed deeply, and bowed down: "Please teach me, Brother Lin."

"Erlang, don't worry."

Lin Xuan put away his smile and reached out to help Wu Song up.

"???"

Huang Rong's eyes widened, and her mind was full of small question marks.