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Chapter 15 The Imperial Examination Officially Begins(1/2)

It was Mo Ziming who made this loud shout.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, Mo Ziming had already stood up and strode forward.

"You run a restaurant and welcome all the guests all over the world. How can you get rid of customers?"

The guy stumbled: "Customer, he...he has no money to pay the bill..."

"Who said I have no money? Isn't this money?"

The old Taoist priest weighed the several copper plates in his hand.

"Master, if you don't dislike it, why should you have a few drinks with me?"

Mo Ziming raised his hand and pointed to the table he was sitting on.

"Will this... be inconvenient?"

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist even pretended to be reserved.

Mo Ziming smiled and said, "Haha, there is nothing inconvenient, it's just a matter of adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks and a wine glass."

"Hahaha, since that's the case, I'll be disrespectful."

"Please, Taoist priest!"

"please!"

Seeing this, the three guys couldn't help but look at each other.

On the other side, Liu Tenghua couldn't help but frown and said, "What's wrong with Brother Mo? Everyone was having fun eating, but he got a dirty and sloppy old Taoist deskmate. Wouldn't it affect his mood?"

When Qin Song heard this, he immediately refuted: "Brother Liu, it's wrong for you to judge people by your appearance. Brother Mo has his own reasons for doing this."

"Yes, yes, I think Brother Mo doesn't like the guy's behavior, so he stood up. We can't undermine each other."

Lu Buping echoed.

"Okay, that's my scrupulous..."

Liu Tenghua responded with a angrily look.

Qin Song shook his head and said nothing.

"Master, please!"

Walking to the table, Mo Ziming moved the stool and made a gesture to the old Taoist to ask for a seat.

"Haha, didn't bother you?"

The old Taoist laughed at the others happily.

"No, no, Taoist priest please sit down."

Qin Song stood up enthusiastically and greeted him.

Since Qin Song saw Mo Ziming's skills with his own eyes during his last trip to Suzhou, he admired Mo Ziming and regarded himself as his younger brother everywhere.

Since it was the guest brought by the eldest brother, he naturally would not neglect it.

"Then I'll bother you."

The old Taoist did not refuse and sat down after lifting his clothes.

"My man, get another pair of bowls and chopsticks and wine glasses."

"Hold on……"

This time, the guy's attitude was obviously much neglected, and he was even lazy in response.

"Ha, this eight-treasure chicken is really good!"

As soon as he sat down, the old Taoist glanced at the eight-treasure chicken and swallowed his saliva.

"Since the Taoist priest likes it, eat more."

"Then I'm not polite."

You're welcome, you're really rude. He stretched out a pair of hands that hadn't been washed for a few days and tore the Babao Chicken in half.

Leave half in the plate and send it directly to your mouth on the other side...

“It tastes delicious, so delicious!”

"Yeah ~"

"Hey, why don't you eat?"

The old Taoist chewed his mouth so hard that he was filled with oil and asked in a vague way.

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Mo Ziming couldn't help but cough and smiled, "It seems that this eight-treasure chicken is quite suitable for the Taoist priest's appetite. Why not have two more?"

"Ha, the guest follows the host's will, the guest follows the host's will..."

If you don't refuse, it means you agree.

So Mo Ziming called the clerk and ordered: "In this way, let's have three more eight-treasure chickens, first two, wrap the third one, and let the Taoist priest take it away later."

Hearing this, the old Taoist couldn't help but glance at Mo Zi and smiled, "My friend, how embarrassed are you?"

"Meeting is fate, Taoist priest, don't be polite."

"Hahaha, it's a good time to meet, it's a good thing!"

The old Taoist smiled heartily.

After the wine glass was brought, the old Taoist started to drink again, saying polite words in his mouth, but there was no intention of being polite in his actions.

After eating and drinking, the old Taoist slapped his mouth and picked up the wrapped Babao Chicken and smiled: "Everyone, I'll see you again if you're destined!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

When the old Taoist left, Liu Tenghua said a little dissatisfied: "Who is this person? He is so rude. He invites him to eat and drink and pack it. Before leaving, he didn't even say thank you?"

"Brother Liu is such a bad word!" Mo Ziming waved his hand and said, "Most of the people in the world are free and easy, and there are not so many vulgar etiquettes.

Moreover, I feel that this old Taoist may be a master of gaming.

It is even more unpredictable to be a master. It may be a fate to sit down and drink with me."

"Yes, yes, what Brother Mo said makes sense!"

Qin Song quickly agreed, and at the same time he gave a secret wink at Liu Tenghua, signaling him not to talk more.

...

A few days later, more and more candidates arrived at Linjiang Prefecture, and at the same time, they inevitably formed a circle of big and small.

The most eye-catching one is the candidates from Gusu Prefecture.

In the past few decades, most of the top candidates in each provincial examination in Jiangnan Road have been dominated by Gusu candidates.

The first place in the provincial examination is called Jieyuan, the second name is Yayuan, the third, fourth and fifth name is Jingkui, and the sixth name is Yakui.

For example, Mo Ziming had a famous Jiangnan talent in his previous life, Tang Yin, who was the first in the provincial examination, and was known as Tang Jieyuan.

In this provincial examination, Gusu Prefecture is full of talents and is coming in full force.

In particular, four of the candidates are known as the "Four Talents in Jiangnan" in the Gusu Prefecture area, and are also recognized as the most popular candidate to win the provincial examination this time.

For a time, there were endless visitors.

After all, this is a rare opportunity. It may not be so easy to see people when the other party is in high school.

Including Liu Tenghua and Ma Dongqiang, they also ran to join in the fun, but were turned away.

After all, the two of them have no reputation and cannot be squeezed into each other's circle.

Mo Ziming is not interested in this kind of intercourse, because it is a utilitarian friendship. Everyone wants to weave an interpersonal network in advance to facilitate future development.

But Mo Ziming participated in the imperial examination just to seek fame and fortune, not for his career.

What’s important is that the path he will take in the future is different from that of ordinary people, and the planes he is in are also different.

Therefore, when other candidates are busy making friends and socializing, they leisurely read books behind closed doors, or go out to the streets alone to relax.

Before we knew it, the exam period was approaching.

According to the rules, a group of candidates need to register one day in advance, verify their true self, and then receive the license plate and enter the venue.

The numbers of the number house are generally sorted in a thousand-character text, and the space inside is very small, almost the size of a table, where candidates eat and sleep.

If there are no special circumstances, candidates are generally not allowed to leave the account to prevent cheating.

After the exam begins, in addition to the examiner, there are many examiners who are in charge of day and night, alternately monitoring the candidates.

Once you find cheating, you will be immediately rushed out of the examination room. Those with serious circumstances will even be able to win fame and honor and will not be allowed to take the exam for the rest of your life.

Of course, no matter how strict the rules are, they cannot stop the driving force of interests. There are still people who are lucky and take risks.

After entering the examination room, Mo Ziming found his own number by number.

It's really small, and I can't even stretch my legs straight when I lie down.
To be continued...
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