Chapter 21

There is no hope of sudden wealth.

Seriously speaking, it's right to say that this pair of shoes was last week's and Kaiyuan's. after all, no one can imagine that history and the present are separated by a layer of membrane, and if they are pierced, they will fall out.

"It's said that people will become fools after playing with computers for a long time. You should touch computers less and go out more."

Xu Wenbin is too lazy to deal with the goods to get up and go out.

Take a broken straw sandal and tell us about the antiques of the Tang Dynasty. Why don't you say it was made up by Liu Bei?

"Oh, why don't you take a closer look." Xu Qing does not give up, "see if you can make something old..."

"Oh, you can make antiques by making them old. Let's see what you can do - it's not me. Can you... Do something serious?"

Xu Wenbin was so angry in his heart that he pointed at him hard, "don't think about what you don't have all day. Can you learn from Qin hao?

Lao Qin came by and said that Xiao Haozi had become a policeman. Why did he ask you? I have no face to mention it! "

"Freelance, freelance." Xu Qingshou's shoes, which can't be seen by Jiang He, otherwise he would think he is abnormal.

Throw it away. It's an antique of the Tang Dynasty. Sell it. Its birth should not be more than a few months. It's really a headache.

"Freedom... Fart!"

Xu Wenbin said two words in a loud voice. He took a look at the door of the groceries room. Suddenly he lowered his voice again and made a big turn in his voice.

"If you didn't grow up, I would have to beat you with a stick..."

Then he turned his head and swept around. Without a stick, he picked up the broken sword beside the sofa and said, "return freedom, freedom is to fake a pair of broken shoes? Is this... "

The voice suddenly stops, Xu Wenbin looks like a duck pinched in the throat, staring at the sword in his hand.

"Toys, bought toys!"

Xu Qing grabbed it and said, "just playing... There's no antique."

If the sword is run away by the old man, Jiang He has to be impatient. This is the guy she ate with.

Xu Wenbin takes off his glasses, rubs his eyes, puts them on again, and stares at Xu Qing's sword.

"... you give it to me."

"No Xu Qing shakes her head.

"Give it or not?"

"... well, well, I'll show you one."

Xu Qing shrugged and calmly handed the sword back.

It doesn't make sense. Straw sandals are not antiques. Swords are.

"Isn't it really an antique? What's your estimate? "

“……”

Xu Wenbin didn't answer. With a dignified expression, he saw the tail of the sword from the hilt. Then he held the sword and slowly pulled it out of the sheath.

Little by little, Xu Qing could not help holding her breath.

"Screw you!"

With only one cut, Xu Wenbin angrily closed his sword, threw it back to Xu Qing, and turned to leave.

It's a shame. I almost believed this boy's evil.

"Look for a good job, or you can go to the civil service examination to serve the people."

With the door handle, Xu Wenbin took another look at Jiang He's room, which opened a crack in the door, and closed the door to leave.

“……”

Xu Qing was puzzled to pull out the sword, then close it and pull it out again. He understood a little.

There's no oxidation at all. It's a good toy.

Seeing that the door of Jiang He's room was open, he threw the sword and said, "put this away. Don't take it out."

When Jiang He put his sword out, Xu Qing looked at her and asked with great interest, "what did you want to call my dad just now?"

"I don't know what to shout."

"That's my father, my father, my father... In a word, you just call him uncle. If you see my mother one day... Oh, that's my mother, my mother, you call her aunt."

Xu Qing didn't know what the Tang Dynasty called him. Anyway, the words "father" and "mother" should be correct.

"Uncle, aunt."

Jiang He nodded to show that he had remembered it. After a pause, he asked, "don't you want to practice martial arts?"

"Is there a shortcut to becoming a master quickly? Or is there any powerful skill? "

"There is no shortcut to practicing martial arts."

“……”

Xu Qing was disappointed. A few days ago, he tried to practice standing pile. He couldn't do it in only five minutes. He was dead in two hours.

In today's peaceful society, the cost performance of martial arts is extremely low. It's useless except for pretending to compete. If you hurt someone, you have to lose money

practice? Practice a fart!

Suffering is for the enjoyment of the future, there is no income to suffer, it should be a kind of disease.

"Come and play games. We'll talk about practicing later."

To learn to live is to start with little things. When children are just sensible, they also start to contact the world from games——

Although it's different from computer games, Xu Qing feels the same.

Building block Tangram is a game, sword three is also a game, no difference.

The old man suddenly came over and only stayed for a while. He still had to do what he had to do. Under Xu Qing's guidance, Jiang He played the game, starting from creating characters, and unconsciously an afternoon passed.

If a man who emerges out of thin air wants to support himself, he has to find a way out on the fake Network - across the screen, let alone an ancient man, no one knows even if a cat becomes a sperm and knocks on the keyboard with its paws.

"How do you make money on this?"

At dinner, Jiang He asked, she really can't understand how the world's money comes from.

Is it difficult for everyone to sit at home, watch the screen and play games, and then someone will give them food and drink? It's so strange.

"When you learn to play for others." Xu Qingdao.

"For whom?"

"Well... Let me see how I can explain this to you."

In the face of Jiang He's knowledge seeking eyes, Xu Qing didn't choose to be perfunctory. She was mainly afraid that she didn't have any motivation and would doubt that she had cheated her.

"It's an entertainment project. It's just like playing crickets when you've had enough to eat and drink and have nothing to do. Do you understand?"

"Well, the game." Jiang He nodded to show his understanding.

"Then a lot of people, hundreds of thousands of people, played the game together. So many people, there are always those who have no time to play, not everyone is like me... Oh, they have no time to play, so they pay to find idle people like you to help them play. "

"There's no time to play games, so pay someone to play for yourself?" Jiang He can't understand this kind of thing.

"Yes, I've already paid for the game, and I need to spend time playing it?" Xu Qingxiao, lowered his head to eat a dish, and no longer teased her, thought and said: "you are probably the person who helps the landlord raise crickets. When you raise them, they will take them to play directly. Do you understand that?"

After all, it was the first job that was barely considered a job. He explained it very carefully, and Jiang He listened to it very carefully.

It's better to be a girl addicted to the Internet than to run out in the middle of the night and pretend to be a ghost. That's what Xu Qing has in mind.

As for the future... We can't talk about the future until we know how to live.

After dinner, Jiang He continued to explore in the world of games. Xu Qing opened his new TV to watch the news.

Wax gourd is also very full, lazy around the room, as if in the inspection of their own territory, finally stopped in front of the sofa, watching the two hesitated, jumped to Jiang He's lap.

At night, the city lights up thousands of lights, each is a different life.