"good."

Seeing that Li Ang was determined, Yu Miaoshui was simply slapped the armrests of the chair with both hands, picked up the folding fan, got up and walked out of the house.

Ai Rong hesitated for a moment, but put away the B contract. Before leaving, he whispered: "Risheng, Yu has a wide range of friends in pawn shops, money shops, and temples. You have to take the provincial examination in more than a month, so it's better not to be distracted."

"Risheng understands."

Li Ang nodded, Ai Rong's words reminded him two points.

1. Yu Miaoshui is in the pawn shop and the money shop is related. Don’t think about borrowing from other places.

2. What Yu Miaoshui really cares about is Li Ang’s identity as a scholar. If he had not had the status of a scholar in the state, Yu Miaoshui would have taken advantage of it and found a way to seize the security hall.

After all this, Ai Rong bowed and left.

Looking at the backs of the two of them drowned in the street, Chai Cuiqiao gritted her teeth angrily and said anxiously: "Young Master..."

"What's the hurry?"

Li Ang shook his head and walked up to close the main entrance, "They have a serious contract with a picture of it, and there are backups in the yamen.

The procedures and reasons are extremely legitimate.

You can't force yourself to stop them, right?"

"But..."

Chai Cuiqiao stomped her feet, "That's one hundred and fifty taels!"

"I know."

Li Ang hit the door, clapped his palm, turned around to look at his maid, and said with a smile: "Okay, I have my own way to do this.

Let’s do it today. You can cook the rice first and prepare the dishes. I put this book on and go out to buy vegetables and fruits.

I'm anxious to come back, I haven't bought the Fenghua peach that I promised you."

"...Young Master, you are so heartless."

Chai Cuiqiao said sincerely, but Li Ang's calm and confident made her no longer so nervous. She hurriedly reminded: "Fenghua peaches should be soft but not rotten. If they are too soft and rotten, they will not taste delicious."

"I know, I know."

Li Ang waved his hand and sent the little maid to cook. He took the "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" to the study, put the rest of the scroll books at home, and went out to face north.

One hundred and fifty taels.

This is indeed a considerable sum of money.

In the city of Benzhou, you can build fifteen wells, build three pavilions, and buy two good horses. It takes a family with a lower level to work hard for four years without eating or drinking to save it.

Li Ang first went around the bridgehead of the Yanzhou Bridge, looked at the rewards on the wooden signboards, and then went to the south of the city to observe, looked at the laborers working hard there, and thought casually along the way.

One hundred and fifty stakes minus forty-one stakes, and there is still a gap of one hundred and nine stakes.

He didn't plan to bother Aunt Song next door. Although Aunt Song's Lanshenglou's business is good, and he can make up for it with a hundred coins, he has already troubled Aunt Song on weekdays and has not carefully calculated the money for his parents' funeral.

He didn't plan to find Pu Liuxuan either.

Pu Liuxuan had just received a letter from the school to resume his position as a professor, and Yu Miaoshui used Xinglin to buy the security hall. He was using legitimate reasons and could not find an excuse to interfere.

As for using his identity as a disciple in the Academy, he put pressure on Miaoshui...

Well, Li Ang is not a disciple of the school at the moment, and he is not even a preparatory student, he just has a letter of recommendation.

What's more, if the outside world knows that they use the recommendation letter of the academy to do something, something may happen - maybe someone will report it to the government out of jealousy or to erase the threat of competition.

Since the opponent has made a move, then take it.

After observing the city of Benzhou, Li Ang was already sure.

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"Sustain the essence of the sun and the moon, and run through the wonders of the two scenes, the most wonderful treasure, the highest treasure..."

"Anyone who practices wonderful transformation should first incarnate, and those who incarnate will first be enlightened..."

It was already late at night, and Li Ang read the obscure words on the scroll book in the light of the oil lamp. Every time he read for a while, he would stop and close his eyes and rest.

The mystery of the text is difficult to understand on the one hand, and the dimness of the oil lamp is the other hand. The oil lamp originally used in Yu State was like a lotus shape, divided into two discs, the lower disc is filled with water, and the upper disc holds oil.

When in use, ignite the wick in the oil disc. Since the lower plate is filled with water, the wick temperature is not high, and the combustion speed will naturally slow down, thereby reducing the fuel consumption of the oil lamp and extending the lamp burning time.

This type of oil-saving lamp is a forced helpless move that is scarce and expensive. It was not until the Academy improved its technology and invented glass and new oil refining methods fifty years ago that a new type of glass oil lamp was found.

There is a glass lampshade that can be used to control the shortening or extension of the wick.

While saving fuel, you can also control brightness.

It is close to the modern oil lamp in Li Ang’s memory.

"But it's still too dark."

Li Ang rubbed his sore eyes and placed the "Shangqing Inspiration Chapter" on the table.

I can't understand it.

Like the heavenly book, I know every word, and I am completely confused when I connect it.

After reading the practice scriptures, can you feel the heat flow in your body?

Li Ang hesitated for a moment, stood up, jumped gently in the room twice, and then posed for the radio gymnastics of primary and secondary school students.

From "The Rising Sun", "The Eagle Takes Off", to "The Times Are Calling", "Dancing Youth",

From stretching to stretching,

He even made a handstand.

There is no heat at all.

Shibashi, who was in the same room and had already fallen asleep. He heard the movement and turned around in a daze. His body was huddled in the quilt, revealing only a fair little face, closed his eyes and whispered in his sleep, "Young Master...you want to go to the bathroom..."

"Can you speak?"

Li Ang's face turned dark and he recovered from his handstand. He patted the dust on his palms and said softly: "Sleep quickly and sleep quickly."

"oh."

Chai Cuiqiao was like a silkworm in a cocoon. She twisted and turned over. After a while, she heard a slight breath and a low voice, "Cherry Biluo, hehe, lychee, hehe, bean paste rice dumplings, hehe..."

I dreamed that I had eaten, but this maid was beyond help.

Li Ang rolled his eyes helplessly, turned his head to look at the half-closed scroll book on the table, and rubbed his painful eyebrows.

I agreed that the time traveler has his own golden thighs? Not to mention golden thighs, it’s okay to give him a golden finger?

Hasn't the trigger been successful yet?

Li Ang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently recited in the ocean of consciousness, "System? System?"

No response.

"Dark Blue? Wind Spirit Moon Shadow? Where is the modifier? Save it!"

Still no response.

Li Ang opened his eyes, calmed his breath for a few seconds, and walked solemnly in the room, walking counterclockwise in the square, while his lips moved slightly, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord, Fusheng Xuanhuang Heavenly Lord, Fusheng Xuanhuang God, Fusheng Xuanhuang Heavenly Lord..."

Waiting for a moment, still... no response.

OK, I'll know.

Li Ang slapped his forehead and accepted the reality helplessly. He tied the scroll book with a thin rope, hung it on the head of the bed, turned off the oil lamp, and lay on another bed in the room.

I thought to myself about the school, practice, water well, one hundred and fifty slumbers, and fell asleep in a drowsy and deep sleep.
Chapter completed!