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Chapter 720: Obtaining the Contract



Chapter 720: Obtaining the Contract

The strange guest was dressed like a student, his clothes were messy and tattered, and he looked rather embarrassed, but his well-read and scholarly temperament could not be concealed. After entering the inn and settling down, Wang Qilang was surprised to find that this person was also quite handsome.

Then he remembered that whenever Ximi Kingdom held an "exam", for the students in the country, the journey to the capital was the first test in the "exam". The hardships and tribulations along the way were inevitable. Many students died halfway, died halfway, and gave up halfway, which was all normal. This guest must have encountered a great hardship and escaped death. He was still in shock, so he looked so dazed, but it was normal. He might come back to his senses after a few days. Wang Qilang's nature was not bad. In addition, it was hard to say what the future of the reference students would be. If they passed the high school, they would be on the rise. It was the right way to make good friends. So he arranged Li Changxiao to chat with the student to comfort him.

Li Changxiao stole two jars of wine from the wine cellar and brought them to chat with the student. During the chat, he learned that the man's name was Song Zhuo, and he was from Tianhe City in Ximi Country. He came from a long distance for the exam.

Li Changxiao was eloquent and quickly opened up the topic. He thought he was having a good chat, but when he talked about what happened to Song Zhuo on the road, Song Zhuo's expression changed. He shook his head and sighed. The look in his eyes made him look like a vulgar person who didn't want to talk about his thoughts. For a moment, he lost interest in the conversation and drank alone.

Finally he got drunk, fell on the dining table and fell into a deep sleep.

Li Changxiao also smiled and stopped asking. There are countless people and countless things in this world, and he is too lazy to worry about everything. Even if Li Changxiao uses the dream path to spy, everything Song Zhuo does, thinks, worries and concerns can be seen clearly and thoroughly. But Li Changxiao has long been out of the realm of passively spying on dreams, and will not actively spy on other people's dreams. Unless others have bad intentions towards him, he will naturally be alert.

In this way, Song Zhuo checked into Wang Qilang Inn, and there was still some time before the exam. Ximi Country was crowded and bustling, and the inns where students gathered started to warm up the atmosphere. Longlaiju Inn had a dragon list. Fenglaiju Inn had a phoenix list. Students in the inn could recite poems and write couplets to show their talents and knowledge. If there were amazing sentences, they would be recorded in the list, and the inn would reward them with a large sum of money and give a 50% discount on accommodation.

This preferential treatment was really attractive. Although those students would become high-ranking officials in the future and would not care about such small amounts of money after becoming officials, at this moment, everyone felt that their future was uncertain and they would not refuse to save some money. Therefore, wonderful poems and verses were heard in the two inns all day long. Several young talents had already become famous before the exam even started and were noticed by some officials.

Wang Qilang was determined to create a "Qilang List" as well. Li Changxiao tried his best to stop him, but it was useless even though he talked until his mouth was dry. In Wang Qilang's eyes, this swordsman who traveled everywhere knew nothing about the management of an inn, nor did he know anything about people's hearts. The heat was like a gust of wind, and once it was gone, it was gone.

So with great fanfare and excitement, a large wooden board was hung in front of the inn, and a "Qi Lang List" was also made. But after several days, no one was willing to be on the list. The students of Wang Qi Lang's inn would never go out unless necessary, and when they went out, they would bow their heads. Before they even took the exam, their backbones were already lower than others.

Living in this inn is really embarrassing.

Wang Qillang naturally couldn't understand why Li Changxiao just let his hands limp and said it had nothing to do with him and he just ignored it, saying that he was just paying off his debts.

A few days passed like this, and the exam was approaching. Li Changxiao suddenly saw Song Zhuo climbing to the top of the tree house, and he didn't know what he was looking at. The tree house of Wang Qilang Inn was quite old, and it was seven feet high. Climbing to the top of the tree house, the breeze was blowing, and it felt very comfortable.

Song Zhuo looked down at all the people, his eyes were deep and thoughtful. He had been very deep since he checked into the inn, and his thoughts seemed to be several times more than those of Li Changxiao, the "old demon" who had lived for thousands of years.

Li Changxiao went over to say hello. Every evening, he would bring a glass of wine to the rooftop, looking at the sunset, the various forms of life, and the giant golden tree from time to time. He was puzzled, how did Mei Sanniang get to the throne of king?

So when they met at this moment, it was not because he came to look for Song Zhuo on purpose, but just happened to meet. Song Zhuo suddenly asked: "Do you think people have a price?" Li Changxiao was stunned, not because he was shocked by this question, but because he was curious that Song Zhuo took the initiative to speak: "Why do you ask this?" Song Zhuo asked himself: "A powerful person and a humble person, do they have the same price? Who determines the price of everything?"

"Why are some inns a little more expensive, while others are cheap?"

Without waiting for Li Changxiao to answer, Song Zhuo muttered something incomprehensible and went downstairs by himself.

Li Changxiao looked at his back and frowned. Song Zhuo's thoughts were deeper than he expected. They transcended fame and fortune and pointed to the essence of things. But he was confused because these doubts were not his own, but were infected by others. Hearing Wang Qilang calling Li Changxiao to drink downstairs, he put it aside, grabbed the cane, and swung to the door of the inn.

Soon, the day of the exam arrived. The exam of Ximi Kingdom lasted for three days and involved seven subjects. Students were not allowed to leave the venue during the exam. Wang Qilang and Li Changxiao escorted the students from the inn to the exam room and sent them off in tears.

Li Changxiao saw the crowds outside the examination room, so he had an idea and came up with a plan to make a fortune. He bought a lot of fruit pulp and spices, ground the pulp into juice, added spices and sugar water, and made cups of iced drinks.

They stored the drinks for a few days, and then sold them three days later when the exam was over. The students had been thirsty and hungry after staying in the exam room for several days, so they found it hard to refuse the cool drinks, which were sweet and delicious and cheap.

There was a rush of people snatching the money. Li Changxiao laughed out loud, making a lot of money. After this wave, he was actually very rich, and many people were envious.

That night, when they counted the remaining money and compared the accounts, they found that it was more than enough to pay off the debt, and there was even some left. Li Changxiao immediately paid off the debt and redeemed Mei Sanniang's indenture contract. Wang Qilang said, "You're not going to tear it up?" Li Changxiao sneered, "Why tear it up?" It was not easy to get the indenture contract, and he had Mei Sanniang's big handle in his hand. If he tore it up, would his efforts be in vain?

Time passed. A few days later, it was the day to announce the results. Wang Qilang and Li Changxiao were waiting at the market early.


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