Jiang Hao was grateful to this old man who had been loyally taking care of him, "Fu Bo, what do you have for breakfast." ”

"The rice porridge boiled, I picked some green vegetables in the vegetable garden, and it was still delicious." Fauber said.

The Jiang family is a set of two-entry courtyards, Jiang Hao lives in the backyard, only lives in the main room, the other rooms are empty, Fu Bo lives in the front yard gatehouse, from this set of yards, it can be seen that the Jiang family's life was still very good.

Now there are only two masters and servants left in the house, but it seems empty.

Jiang Hao fetched some water from the well in the courtyard and washed up briefly.

When I came to the restaurant, there were already dishes and chopsticks on the table, boiling thin white rice porridge, crispy cold dishes, and a small plate of pickles next to it, Jiang Hao ate it very happily.

After eating a bowl of Jiang Hao, he was not full, "Fu Bo, have another bowl." ”

Seeing Jiang Hao return to the bowl, Fu Bo smiled and said, "Hey, you just have to eat more, the young master used to only eat one bowl, that's not good, eat more to make your body stronger." ”

Jiang Haoxin said, I am now a brand new Jiang Hao, my body is very strong, and one bowl is naturally not enough.

After breakfast, according to Jiang Hao's past, he naturally went back to the house to continue reading, which has been his habit for so many years.

But today Jiang Hao didn't go back, standing in the courtyard, touching the leaves of the golden laurel tree in the courtyard, thinking about his own affairs.

In fact, the guy with this identity is quite good at reading, judging from the memory received, what four books and five classics, all kinds of classics, have all been remembered in his mind, because he has an amazing talent~~

Don't forget!

Jiang Hao's memory is outstanding, as long as he reads it once, he can basically remember eight or nine points, if he focuses on memory, he can completely remember it, just like the image is imprinted in his mind.

It is precisely because of this that when he first participated in the imperial examination at the age of 14, he was able to easily pass two levels in a row, and then the exam was interrupted, just because there was something at home, not that he couldn't pass the exam.

In fact, in history, there have been many people who have the ability to remember and forget, such as Wang Bo, one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, Zhang Heng, an astronomer, Zhang Song of the Three Kingdoms, and Fei Yi, one of the four heroes of Shu and Han... Another example is Huang Rong's mother.

In fact, many of those who are admitted to the top have this ability.

Over the years, the books that can be seen, basically Jiang Hao has finished reading, and now he is very confident in the imperial examination, the so-called accumulation is basically his state, in his spare time, he also practiced calligraphy and painting, so he still has a good hand in calligraphy, and a good hand in Danqing.

Collecting King Ning's treasures, this task is not in a hurry for the time being, and there is no hurry, there must always be an opportunity to contact King Ning, so that it is possible to come into contact with those treasures.

Now the top priority is to improve the living conditions of the family, although it can fill the stomach, but this is too poor, he is a scholar, and it costs a lot of money to study in ancient times.

Besides, he can't stay at home all day, opportunities will not fall from the sky, and he needs to find and create them himself.

Traders make money?

The Ming Dynasty business is no longer considered a cheap business, I and my children can also participate in the imperial examination, the Jiang family has opened a pastry shop before, the business needs capital, now the Jiang family has no family background, Jiang Hao has just arrived, can only temporarily dispel this idea.

He thinks about it from himself.

What can a scholar do.

Teaching in private schools, writing letters on behalf of others, and helping people copy classics and Buddhist scriptures?

He is not even a showman, he is not qualified to teach in a private school, he can't earn a few dollars by writing letters, and he can only earn a hard-earned income by helping people copy classics and Buddhist scriptures, and it is extremely time-consuming, so he gives up.

Write?

The industry of the Ming Dynasty can be said to be booming, three of the four famous books came from the Ming Dynasty, and there is also a generation of strange books "Jin Pingmei".

It's one of the ways out, so let's write it down for the time being.

There is also the sale of calligraphy and paintings.

Jiang Hao writes a good hand, Danqing painting is even more charming, flowers, birds, fish and insects, characters and maids are all good at it, but calligraphy and painting are only worth the value of celebrities, he is a little scholar, who will buy his collection of calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Hao pondered,

suddenly

A flash of light flashed through his mind.

I can do that.

Then Jiang Hao took out a piece of white cloth and spread it on the table, and after being soaked in ink, he brushed and wrote a line of large characters.

Looking at the time, around nine o'clock in the morning, he went back to the house to tidy up, put on a blue cloth robe, pedaled square-toed shoes, tied a white silk scarf on his head, and two long sideburns hung down naturally.

Looking at the person in the mirror, he was tall and straight, his face was red and his lips were white, his eyes were swordsman, and he was handsome, Jiang Hao himself couldn't help but praise Jun.

"It's time to go out."

Rolled up the white cloth, came to the door and said to Fu Bo: "Fu Bo, I will go out for a walk, and I will come back at noon." ”

"Young master, let's go, I'll prepare noodle soup at noon, remember to come back and eat it." Fauber said.

"Okay."

Jiang Hao strode out of the courtyard gate, saw the scene on the street, and suddenly had a feeling of 'the dragon came out of the abyss and dived into the sea'.

From now on, I'm here!

Jiang Hao walked on the street with his head held high, his pace was not hurried or slow, his eyes couldn't help but look around, he didn't feel how he used to watch TV costume movies, but now he feels that he has really arrived in another era.

Jiang Hao looked at others, and others were also looking at him, especially those big girls and little daughters-in-law, after seeing Jiang Hao, some of them couldn't help but freeze their eyes, and their hearts jumped suddenly, although this son was dressed plainly, his appearance was too exquisite.

Being seen, Jiang Hao didn't care, all the way to the East Street, this street is more prosperous, there are many shops on both sides, among which there are many shops selling the four treasures of the study and various books, Jiang Hao often came here to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the past.

But today he didn't come to buy study utensils, in the middle of the street, there is a small park, the garden is not big, only a few benches and a gazebo, usually for people to rest, Jiang Hao came to the pavilion, there are already some people sitting here to rest and chat, Jiang Hao ignored them, took out the white cloth and shook it, spread it directly on the ground, and then sat in the pavilion.

Everyone was curious, and did not know what was written on the white cloth, so they came over to look at it, only to see that it was written:

"The person is like Danqing, made of ten breaths", followed by a name "Nanchang Jianghao".

Everyone was very curious, and someone asked, "Scholar, you don't even have pen and ink with you, how can you paint?" ”

"That's right, how can you make a picture in ten breaths."

"This scholar is talking big,"

"Jiang Hao, this name is a little familiar."

"Oh, I remember, is that Jiang Runyu, who was fourteen years old, even passed the county and government exams, he used to be a prodigy, but he didn't expect that now he is reduced to selling paintings for a living." Someone couldn't help but sigh.

The words that people are talking about will not affect Jiang Hao at all, he looked at the people around him, and said lightly: "People are like Danqing, made of ten breaths, it's not that I paint on the spot here, but you sit in front of me, I see your ten breaths of time, so I will write down your appearance and body shape, and wait for me to go back to paint, and I can come to pick up the painting at this time tomorrow." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then someone reacted and said in surprise: "How is it possible to remember all the details of a person's appearance in ten breaths, is it unforgettable." ”