Chapter 5 find a job

He promised, he agreed, and when he returned to Jinchang Inn, after thinking about it, it was really not easy to find someone like Sister Aqiao. "Hey - I'm stupid!" Hu Xueyan broke through the barriers in his heart and solved the problem, but brought a sense of loss. Why bother to look for someone like Sister Aqiao?Isn't Sister Aqiao right in front of you?However, when Hu Xueyan let go this time, it felt very different from the feeling of giving up on Azhu. At that time, he used flowers and trees to connect the red thread between Azhu and Chen Shilong. Not only did he feel at ease, but he also felt happy. I was sent into someone else's arms, but my heart was sour and uncomfortable.

So a person wanders and wanders, thinking over and over again, is there a better way besides this?In this way, the ants whirled until it was almost dark, and someone shouted outside: "Master Hu!" The voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment, and when he went out to look, he vaguely recognized that it was Zhou Ming. "I'll take care of you at noon, Master Hu is out?" "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Hu Xueyan replied, "He Xuetai asked me to visit the Lion Forest." "Is the aunt not here?" "She went back to Mudu." Hu Xueyan added, "That's not a concubine, you don't need to call her."

This can be regarded as hitting a snag, Zhou Yiming couldn't answer, so he had nothing to say: "Why doesn't Mr. Hu light the lamp?" "Ah!" Hu Xueyan came to his senses at this moment, and he also found it funny, and told half the truth, "I was thinking about something on my mind, and I was fascinated. Old Zhou, let's go have a drink." "Yes!" Zhou Yiming said with an apologetic smile, "I originally planned to be a Xiaodong and treat Mr. Hu to a glass of wine. I'm afraid Mr. Hu won't show his face, so I dare not say it."

"A joke! What do you mean you don't want to show your face? You're too polite." Hu Xueyan liked Zhou Ming very much and wanted to talk to him, so he said earnestly, "I'm bothering you. But, I won't go to the restaurant, isn't it?" I am afraid that you will spend more money. First, I eat too much greasy food at noon; second, I want to see how the small hotels in Suzhou are like, and how they are different from ours in Hangzhou.” "Master Hu said so, I'd rather be obedient than respectful. There are a lot of hotels that specialize in drinking, and the place is very clean, where you can sit."

"Okay then, let's go!" Hu Xueyan put on a mandarin jacket, told the store clerk to lock the door, and hired a carriage with Zhou Yiming to go to the city.The front of Xuanmiao Temple was brightly lit and very lively. Jiangning fell, and Suzhou became the most benevolent district in the whole province. There were hundreds of civil and military officials, most of whom never brought their families with them. Wandering around, getting drunk and getting drunk, the market won't be until the second watch. Every hotel was full, and finally found a seat facing the street in a shop called "Yuan Dachang". The two of them sat down and ordered Shaoxing Huadiao, and then there were two or three blue cloth clothes, which were very clean. A well-fitting elderly woman, with a basket on her arm, came to sell stewed vegetables with wine.Those duck heads and duck wings don't look bad, but they don't taste very good. Fortunately, Hu Xueyan aimed to appreciate the taste of Suzhou Hotel, so he didn't care much about his appetite.

When he was seated and had a round of wine, he looked around and began to observe. The locals in Suzhou were graceful and courteous, and they were polite. He could tell at a glance that they were at the same table next to each other. Both of them were old men with white beards, but they spoke authentically. Suzhou dialect is extremely soft, and it is also a pleasure to just listen to their high-spirited talk. The wars are raging all over the world, but in this "Yuan Dachang", the wine is warm and soft-spoken, full of leisurely leisure. The two white-bearded old men sitting next to each other are talking about the old sayings of the Jiaqing period, talking about inkstones and Yixing's "Yuan Dachang" "Providing spring pots" and talking about bamboo carvings are all the elegant games of literati and inkmen in the peaceful and prosperous age.

"Why is life alive?" Hu Xueyan suddenly sighed, "Is it just eating and drinking for a lifetime?" This question made Zhou Ming stare blankly, not only unable to answer, but also unable to understand what he meant. "I mean, like those two old men next door," Hu Xueyan said in a low voice, "probably they are squires who live on rent collection. We also have many such families in Hangzhou. Their ancestors were officials and earned a lot of land. If it weren't for being a prodigal and living a peaceful life, there would always be one or two generations of good food. There would always be some fame, and it would be better if he was a scholar who had gone to school, or if he was a prison student donated by twenty or thirty taels of silver, he would be fine. Counting the characters on the scene. I am busy all year round, incubating teahouses during the day, and "setting a bowl" at night. I am at ease until I am sixty or seventy years old. I can’t breathe. I go back to my hometown to see the king of hell, saying that I have gone through it in my life. Ask What does he do in this world? Nothing! For a person like this, being a ghost is meaningless."

I don't know if it's self-deprecating or other people's words, Zhou Yiming understands it, this person can be regarded as a person with ambition, so he agrees with Hu Xueyan's words, "Yes!" He said, "In life, you must Only by doing a good job can I be worthy of my parents.” With this sentence, Hu Xueyan felt that it was time to talk to him, "Old Zhou," he asked, "I heard that you are quite famous in the Navy?" "I can't talk about the name, but the popularity is good." Zhou Yiming took a sip of wine and said grumblingly, "The boatmen used to call me 'Boss', and they were very polite when they saw me, but now they call me Lao Zhou, what kind of errands? Everything has to be done. Thinking about it, it’s really not tasteful.”

"You mean, you still want to return to the navy?" "I can't even think about it!" Zhou Ming shook his head, "I used to be an officer, but now he is a bigger officer. He listened to his mother's brother-in-law and hated me to death. If you want to go back and change your name, you must change your name. Starting from a small soldier, how long will it take to get ahead? Think about it and forget it." "If you really want to go back, I can help you." Hu Xueyan said, "If you want to come to the navy to take charge, the officer will not be too big. I will ask He Xuetai to write a letter for you. What do you think?"

"I don't have to go back to the original place if I get a letter from He Xuetai. He Xuetai is the same year as Governor Xu of Jiangsu. If I have a letter from He Xuetai, I will apply for 'Fubiao' as an errand, which is much better than the original errand." "That's good!" Hu Xueyan said, "I don't understand much about it. I'll take you to see He Xuetai tomorrow, and you can tell him face to face." Hearing this, and thinking of He Guiqing's politeness to Hu Xueyan, he knew that they had a deep friendship and things would be helpful, so he was extremely excited, thanked him again and again, and entertained him extra hospitablely.

When the wine reached six points, Hu Xueyan didn't want to drink any more, so he ordered two bowls of "double pouring noodles". Drunken and full, spending less than five renminbi, Hu Xueyan was very satisfied. "It's not a lot of money, as long as you know how to use it." He said, "I don't have much money when I eat as comfortably as today." "This is because Mr. Hu knew that I was the host and there was no good food to eat, so he had a plan in mind, so he agreed." "This is called 'satisfaction and happiness'." Hu Xueyan said, "If you can take a step back and think about everything, you will have no worries." That night when he thought about Aqiao's future, he held this attitude, for example, he had never met her, for example, she died, for example, she was snatched by a high-flyer. Sister Qiao took it lightly, and finally made up her mind, saying to herself: "The beauty of a gentleman!" Then she sighed and fell asleep with her head covered.