Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

Using your brain is obviously a very hard thing for Yang Ling. I guess he should stop counting on lunch today. It would be better to wait for his cheap father-in-law to come back in the evening and go to find him to have a free meal and sleep to fight hunger.

"Water? Why did my saliva drip from the sky? It's raining?" Yang Ling said a few words, turning over and continuing to sleep, why is there still water? My father-in-law is really, why does the house he arranged for him leak?

I can't sleep anymore.

Yang Ling yawned, his mouth was bald, his eyes were blurred, and there seemed to be a person standing by the bed. His image and demeanor must be choked, "Who is aware of the big dream? I know it all my life. I will pass me the goose hair

Fan." Yang Ling poked the person next to him with his hand.

"You little brat, you are ignorant, you still have the heart to sleep in the sun shining brightly?" The voice seemed familiar.

"Grass, the sound is really familiar. Why are you old glass by my bed? I'll tell you, don't come over, I can scream, I can really scream." Yang Ling saw that

The old man smiled and smiled and showed his white teeth, revealing his white teeth. Am I going to be picked up today? The old glass teeth are so good. After eating, my mother-in-law came to eat me. "I beg you, long

It’s not my fault to be handsome. This is my parents’ mistake. Dad, mom! The child is unfilial! I only ask you one thing, I will pity me later. I can’t bear it too much. Come on,

Just think I was suppressed by a ghost." Yang Ling said that, as if he was an ostrich, he stuck out his butt and accepted his life. If life is to be strong, you have to enjoy it since you can't struggle. If an old man with high force is to be strong, he will do so.

It’s better to accept it, saving your life is important.

"I'm here to ask you, what are you painting on your desk?" The old man seemed to be polite to Yang Ling, walked straight to the table, pointed to a pile of paper on the table and asked.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the old man seemed to have no other idea. My clean and clean body finally saved me. "That is my future plan to make money. Your IQ is average, I guess you won't understand." Yang Ling seemed to be a chaste

She quickly dressed in her clothes on the bed like a woman and replied without thinking.

"Tornacle? Do you want to go baking turtles to sell in the future?" the old man asked with a smile on his face.

"Do you think I'm such a person full of low-level fun?"

"I still think this turtle is the most pleasing to these ghostly talismans on the table."

If I hadn't had a brush class in elementary school, I wouldn't even know how to take a brush, it would be good to write it. As for simplified Chinese characters, it's because you have low IQ and it's up to me to not recognize it. "It's undeniable that this picture is indeed me.

The highest peak of artistic career, but that thing is worth hundreds of years later. These ghostly talismans in your eyes can be exchanged for money immediately."

"You little brat, why don't you tell the truth?" The old man's hairy chestnut instantly made Yang Ling wake up a lot.

"What do you know? These are all real good things, just take this one for example." Yang Ling took out a piece of paper and pointed at it and said, "I'll ask you, do you usually read books?"

"Nonsense, I am knowledgeable and Wei Bian San Jue. The books I have read can bury you alive. From astronomy and geography to agricultural arts, everything is understandable and jing." The old man said this and his eyes flashed in his eyes.

The light of confidence.

"Secret Art in the Room? Give me two studies?" Yang Ling's eyes also had a greedy light.

"Ahem," the old man coughed several times in a row to calm down his mood of beating Yang Ling, "It's me asking you, what kind of room art are you talking about? Why don't you come here quickly? Are you asking for a beating?"

"Just say it carefully. Do you know what it means to convince people with reason?" Yang Ling said depressedly.

"I have always convinced people with virtue and reason. As for meeting a lazy brat like you, I like to use my fists to reason. What do you think of my reason?" After saying that, the old man proudly praised him.

He raised his fist.

"It's true, I'm convinced." Yang Ling was just seizing, and stood up and bowed. If you don't want to be beaten, be honest.

"Why don't you tell me quickly, what are these ghost talismans?"

"You know that the source of the book is either to find someone to copy it. This is too second. It's not that I can't do it like this if I'm poor, and I won't do it like this. I'm also buying books."

"Everyone knows this, don't waste your saliva, just tell me the truth."

"Yes, yes, the books I bought are all printed in the bookstore, but to print a book, you have to carve the carved version in advance. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive. You can't use it again after using it. How much do you waste reading? So the price of the book is

It's expensive, you see, my movable type printing is different. I engraved many similar characters. What book do I want to print? I'll put these characters in a row and it's a carved plate. Take them over and I'll do it tomorrow.

I can give it to you, do you think it is very convenient? The most important thing is cheap, so that many poor students can buy more books, and I can also ship them in large quantities to sell them to Xixia, Liao, Goryeo, etc.

, make a lot of money.”

"In this way, it can indeed be convenient for the majority of students, but why should they be sold to enemy countries? How can the classics of saints be ruined by barbarians? I tell you, if you want to make money, you must have backbone."

"I told you in vain in the morning? If you don't think about it, no one will sell him if I don't sell him? This money will be in vain. Besides, the classics of the saints are all advising people.

Good, you go to the battlefield and you tell the enemy a bunch of saint classics. I bet that the first one to be cut is you."

"We can't sell the classics of saints so much that we don't care about it."

"Wrong, every time those countries beat us, there is a letter of gift in terms of peace talks. It can be seen that others want to know the importance of knowledge, and you can't stop them. In fact, what they want is farming.

, Iron smelting, textiles and other books. But I don’t sell them now. I heard that Fanbians have a serious religious belief. I specially printed Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures in the past to sell them. Then I want to sell the "Analects of Confucius"

What’s the matter. If someone sells one or two taels of silver, I will sell one and every book I always buy, and there are many people who can buy it.”

"What's the reason?" the old man asked.

"The books on farming can allow others to have more food and better weapons. Isn't this a self-destruction? The classics of saints are different. They teach people to know etiquette, peace, etc., maybe a few

Years are not enough, but in more than ten years, decades later, the wild xing in the bones of savages will be gradually removed. Even if it is a war, do you think they will still be the same as they are now?

Ah, the vision is long-term. I am the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning. There is time. Although it feels very slow, the battle between countries has lasted for hundreds of years. We still have time. Is this called cultural invasion?

?Others are plundering by force, and they are not of the same level as me. Do you know a frog? If you put it in the water, it will jump out immediately. If you put it in cold water and heat it slowly, it will reach

I don't know how I die if I die. Boiling a frog in warm water is kind, which is in line with the consistent image of benevolence and righteousness of our country in the heavenly kingdom. Killing people with a soft knife without blood is of great benefit to the country. Do you think this business is done or not

What do you want?"

"Haha, it's indeed a good business. I did this business." The old man smiled and smiled.

"What did you do it by old man? I obviously made it. What do you mean? Take it easy, grab it or take it? Be a person with conscience. I will give you grilled fish in the morning." Yang Ling said sadly and angryly. Why didn’t you add a little arsenic to poison the old glass to death? Damn old glass!

"As you say, the bonuses here are really jealous. It's okay if you don't give them to me. Do you think you are a young boy who doesn't know anything? Maybe one day you On the streets of corpses, for today's grilled fish, I will send someone to collect the corpses." The old man looked like he was holding a wise bead.

"Impossible?" Yang Ling swallowed his saliva and smiled dryly.

"You are too young and naive, but you can try it out if there is such a possibility. I haven't seen the consequences of eating alone for a long time. Maybe I can take a look at it and relieve boredom."

"This business is very big, and the investment is very high. You call it Chen San, not Chen Wansan. Are you sure you can eat it?"

"I don't know who Chen Wansan is, but there are not many people in Chengchao who dare not be able to get along with me."

"I expressed serious doubts, just your clothes are so shabby, and when you scrambled with me today, you were almost like an old beggar."

"Young people don't have the eyesight. I can change this outfit to ten silk shirts like you."

"Haha!" Yang Ling used the simplest words to express his inner disdain.

"Hmph, I know you don't believe it. This is for you to set a deposit." After the old man said that, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Yang Ling. His movements were casual, as if he was thrown out a piece of garbage.

Yang Ling felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then subconsciously took it over. The jade pendant given by the old man was as big as a palm. The jade pendant was warm and flawless, crystal clear, green and green, as if it was about to drip out of water. Considering the technical difficulty of copycats, Yang Ling thought that this was a top-notch jade, which could be used as a heirloom. Yang Ling looked at the jade in his hand and his eyes were hopelessly falling out. Rich people, you have to hug your thighs with such thick thighs.

"Haha, the old man is really generous. Since this is the case, I'm embarrassed to ask for more. Let's add 50% to 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the 50% of the

"Five-five-point share? Haven't you woken up yet? I thought it was pretty good."

"I have always been full of beautiful yearning for this world. Does the old man want to give me 60% of it? How can I be so embarrassed? But since it is the old man's sincere and beautiful intention, I will be pretentious if I refuse again, and I will make a deal!" Yang Ling hahaha Laughed.

"Twenty percent, you can only get 20%!" The old man stretched out two fingers and deeply despised Yang Ling's behavior of committing the second sentence.

"Twenty percent? Sir, I will have to ask for a wife and have a son in the future. Do you want me to drink the northwest wind?"

"Since that's the case, then 30% will not be added. If you don't agree, give me the jade pendant and I will turn around and leave."

Just kidding, I still want me to spit it out when I get to my mouth? "Thirty percent is 30%, but you have to give me some books on room art."

"good!"

"The kind with pictures and texts!"

"Where did the stinky brat come from so much nonsense?" The old man glared.

"Okay, a gentleman's word," Yang Ling stretched out his hand.

"You boy are also a gentleman?" The old man expressed his deep contempt: "Have a quick horse and whip!"

"Wrong, wrong, the old man said it was wrong, he should say that he had issued a document!"

"you……"