Chapter 40

Tongcheng has a relatively famous place in recent years, not because of its economy or snacks, but because of its college entrance examination.

For most senior three students in China, Tongcheng simulation paper is comparable to Huanggang dense paper.

Of course, these things had no impact on Zhou Ze, and his bookstore had long been independent of the "living business",

The upgrading and transformation of industrial structure have been completed, and the dead people are facing to make money.

However, the fat man who came to him last time found himself again.

The purpose is very simple. The next semester is the college entrance examination semester. Fat man plans to do another big business of pirated secret rolls.

There should be many twists and turns, and even extremely complicated interest chains. Zhou Ze is not very clear. In fact, Zhou Ze believes Xu Le will not be clear.

The reason why fat man plans to pull Xu Le into the partnership last time and this time is entirely to rely on some of Xu Le's classmates' interpersonal relationships.

Xu Le in the middle, in fact, is a satisfactory intermediary for both sides.

Stupid but not chirpy,

But it is the most reassuring.

Piracy is an unavoidable obstacle in domestic social life at present. Even the so-called "Shanzhai" culture derived from it seems to be vigorous and in full swing, and even begins to gradually break away from the category of derogatory words and begin to develop into neutral words.

But after all, it is illegal. Although the current climate makes this phenomenon almost universal, it is always a very troublesome thing if you are really targeted by bad luck.

Zhou Ze refused the fat man, and the fat man left a little unhappy. Before leaving, the fat man standing at the door lit a cigarette and touched the gold chain where he dropped the gold powder,

Scolded:

"Sabi."

Zhou Ze continued to sit behind the counter and read. The fat man's visit was nothing more than an episode in his life during this period.

As usual, after cleaning the bookstore, the female corpse sat on the chair with her eyes closed and leaned against the wall, as if in a daze or pretending to sleep.

The life of the two people was tinged with the smell of an old lady's foot binding.

Zhou Ze is happy and complacent. He thinks of what he expected most in his last life, that is, living in this way now, wasting time, reading books, and being in a daze.

You don't have to be ready to face the emergency patients at any time, and you don't need to urge yourself to climb up bit by bit.

For the female corpse, she has been lying in the coffin for 200 years. She has long been used to being boring and silent. Now, it's just drizzle.

Compared with the bookstore's "calm as water", Xu Qinglang is much more energetic and progressive. He is rich in wealth and has little pursuit of metaphysics. Instead, he wants to make money and develop by his own ability.

Therefore, Xu Qinglang is very unhappy with the decadence of the master and servant next door!

"Look at you. You're lazy like a dead man every day." Xu Qinglang came to have a cigarette after his usual busy day and brought Zhou zepo some ridicule.

"I was a dead man." Zhou Ze waved his hand and spit out a smoke ring.

"Look at you, a man who has lived for two lives, and now has little money in his hands. I'm a man with more than 20 suites, and I'm still working hard."

As usual, after belittling Zhou Ze, you have to flatter yourself.

Zhou Ze glanced at Xu Qinglang and said with a smile, "are you preparing a dowry for yourself?"

"A dog can't spit out ivory." Xu Qinglang raised his head and looked at the night sky (roof), "I want to live a more comfortable life when I retire."

"More than 20 public houses attract Mrs. ghost to come to eight big sedans to drive you back to get married. If you try harder, earn more money and buy more houses, you will fight for a female ghost King next time. I feel like you are the same, and I can follow you.

If you want wealth and honor, don't forget. "

"Hehe." The female corpse who pretends to sleep next to her is very cooperative with her boss.

"It's almost eight o'clock. I have to prepare." Xu Qinglang looked at the time and said.

"Do what?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.

Generally speaking, Xu Qinglang takes an early rest in the evening.

"Today is the day when the Confucian temple opens. It's not a few months before the college entrance examination. I have a relative in my hometown. My child took the college entrance examination this year and asked me to go to the Confucian temple to burn incense for him."

"Are you willing to go there?" Zhou Ze knew Xu Qinglang's temperament. He said that he was indifferent and selfish, but he was too lazy to pay attention to other things except making money.

"When I was a child, I ate from his family and received relief from his family. Otherwise, I don't know whether I can live until the demolition, so this favor has to be repaid." Xu Qinglang is serious.

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Why don't we go together?" Xu Qinglang suddenly invited, "help me grab a head?"

"Confucian temples also lack head incense?"

"Hey, it's always a good lottery, isn't it?"

"I'm not strong." Zhou Ze has seen how crazy those people who rob the first incense are. He is too weak to eat. Unless he opens the way with his nails, he can't put down everyone around him, can he?

"Please her." Xu Qinglang pointed to the female corpse, "as strong as an ox, help me carry a wave."

The corpse frowned, ready for irony.

"Do you want to go out?" Xu Qinglang raised his eyebrows.

The words of the female corpse's mouth immediately swallowed, and for a time, she smiled like a flower.

These days, she has never been out of the bookstore.

There was no way, Zhou Ze could only nod his head and promise. He didn't trust the female corpse to run out alone. Don't look at her now. She is as sweet as a maid. People are separated from each other, not to mention zombies without a "heart"?

Zhou Ze even believes that if one day his ability disappears, the first person to eat all his flesh and blood may be the female corpse who is now servile to him.

The three people took a taxi to the Confucian temple. It is exaggerated to say that there are a large number of people outside the Confucian temple, but it is also wrapped in three layers inside and outside,

Poor parents all over the world.

Xu Qinglang met with the relative and husband he mentioned outside the Confucian temple. Two middle-aged people who looked very honest.

Of course, their son didn't come. Now everyone is fighting for a prize, but no one is really short-sighted to believe that this really can high school, and there are basically no students at the scene. They should all study at home.

The Confucian temple in Tongcheng is "washing the door" after the new year. As for why not put it before the new year, it may be that the masters in the Confucian temple feel that it is a little humiliating to compete for incense with those cattle ghosts, snakes, gods, mountains and wild monsters during the new year.

It's better to be in the new year,

Seeing that there are few cars and horses in front of your door, and there are so many believers here, it shows box B.

As for the specific reasons and how it is in other parts of the country, Zhou Ze is not clear. The meaning of custom is inexplicable rules. Who can say it clearly?

Just like the so-called customs at the wedding of a father-in-law in the city next to Tongcheng, which has been hyped on the Internet these days, this is even more unreasonable.

"Zhiya" sound,

The Redwood door was opened,

For a time, the parents waiting outside turned into "fierce beasts" and rushed into the Confucian temple.

The female corpse took the lead, followed by Xu Qinglang and his relatives and his wife, with Zhao Zilong's posture in Changbanpo.

Zhou Ze didn't follow to join the fun, so he squatted on the sidewalk outside the door and smoked.

Smoking, Zhou Ze accidentally found that the cigarette end in his hand suddenly went out.

Zhou Ze ordered again, but the next smoke suddenly became boring.

"Hehe." Zhou Ze threw the cigarette end down and looked around. He knew that his cigarette was offered as incense.

Don't eat fragrance, ignore tribute,

Alone, just for smoking this mortal cigarette,

I don't know which way it is.

Naturally, Zhou Ze didn't have the anger of "shit, dare to rob Lao Tzu for cigarettes". He was a stowaway a month ago, and became a temporary worker half a month later,

There is no "chicken and dog go to heaven" and "this road is my way" bastard gas.

"Bang Dang!"

A gong rings,

In this night, it seems so abrupt and harsh.

Zhou Ze followed the sound and looked over,

In the flower bed behind the Confucian temple, a dwarf old man came out. The old man was holding a gong in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth, skipping out.

The old man also glanced at Zhou Ze, opened his mouth and spit out a cigarette ring, as if to thank Zhou Ze for his cigarette.

Zhou Ze also laughed,

All the cigarettes left in his hand were lit with lighters and placed on the ground one by one, leaving only one to smoke by himself.

Soon, the smoke on the ground went out, and the dwarf old man danced more happily. It seemed that he was more and more pleasing to this future generation. His small pocket was bulging and should be full of cigarettes.

Dwarf old man gongs open the way,

Behind him, slowly follow out a group of people.

Not the parents who just crammed into the Confucian temple,

But a group of people in strange costumes.

The first few, with feather fans and scarves, staggered and looked gray, followed the steps of the old man slowly forward.

After that, there were two people with greasy pigtails and dull eyes, who still followed the old man.

Later, some people began to wear more and more modern clothes. The last few even wore modern clothes, which was no different from ordinary high school students.

However, some of them have pale green faces and some have broken skulls,

Out of professional habits, Zhou Ze quickly analyzed that the latter students were either poisoned or jumped from a building.

One of them, Zhou Ze, looked familiar, as if he had seen his picture when brushing the news a few years ago. He jumped from a building and committed suicide under pressure because of his abnormal performance in a mock exam.

The dwarf old man walked forward while tapping the Gong, and the group of "scholar students" behind him followed them like marionettes,

They are like a parade,

Go round the Confucian temple.

And pedestrians nearby,

No one can see them except Zhou Ze.

"Bang!"

A gong rings,

"There is no need to build a high-rise building to live in peace. There is a golden house in the book!" The dwarf old man shouted in his hoarse voice.

"Bang!"

Another gong sounded,

"Don't hate unscrupulous media when you get a wife. There is a beauty in the book!"

The dwarf old man continued to shout.

After walking around the Confucian temple for three times,

The strange team slowly disappeared.

Shaoqing,

After the incense ceremony, the parents began to come out of the Confucian temple,

With satisfaction on their faces,

With expectation,

With eagerness to hope for success.