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Chapter 14 Entry Requirements for the Scholar Profession
At the end of Chen Shi (7-9 AM),
Qin Chuan then got out of bed.
To be honest, this was the first time he had ever gotten up so late.
After getting dressed, Qin Chuan went out of the house and found Aunt Liu already busy in the kitchen.
After tidying up, he went to help in the kitchen.
Aunt Liu smiled and pushed him out, saying that she was fine on her own.
Qin Chuan looked around and found that there wasn't much water left in the water tank. After saying goodbye to Aunt Liu, he carried the water buckets out the door.
Stepping out of the house and across the street, I saw an old locust tree in the distance, its canopy providing a large area of shade.
There was a well under the tree, with a blue stone rim worn with deep grooves by the rope.
When Qin Chuan arrived with his bucket, there were already three or five people queuing by the well.
Qin Chuan stood behind them, placed the bucket at his feet, and waited listlessly.
His gaze wandered around, then suddenly landed on a wooden door on the opposite street corner.
Above the door hangs a plaque with two characters: "Mingxue" (明学).
The plaque is a bit old, with peeling paint, but the characters are still clearly legible.
The door was half-open.
The faint sound of reading could be heard coming from inside, so it must be a school.
Qin Chuan estimated that it would be a while before it was his turn to fetch water, so he put down the bucket and walked to the window of the school.
The room was furnished with desks, and a dozen or so children sat in front of them, the oldest being twelve or thirteen and the youngest seven or eight.
An elderly gentleman, around forty years old, wearing a long gown, stood on the platform, reciting aloud the words on the whiteboard.
"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless!"
The old man would recite a sentence, and the children would repeat it after him.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan also silently recited the mantra while gesturing with his fingers in the air.
A moment later,
A new job message also appeared on the panel.
[Gaining new career information - Scholar]
[Entry-level requirements for the profession: Ability to write and read at least fifty characters]
Fifty is a lot, but not a little either.
However, this was not difficult for Qin Chuan.
One reason is that the writing system in this world is somewhat similar to the traditional characters used in ancient dynasties, making it relatively easy to recognize.
Secondly, he had been trying to learn to read ever since he transmigrated here.
The sign outside the gambling den reads "Ever-Victorious Gambling Den," and the sign in front of the medical clinic reads "Holding the Healer's Hands to Save Lives."
The sign on Aunt Liu's stall says "wonton," and the sign on the Iron Hand Gang's wooden sign says "iron"...
He had actually learned quite a lot of bits and pieces, but he hadn't written them down systematically or memorized them one by one.
If the entry requirement is fifty, then calculated as follows:
I estimate that we've completed more than half of it; all we need to do now is carefully memorize a few more points.
Qin Chuan listened quietly by the window for a while longer, and when he saw that it was almost his turn at the well, he ran back.
He carried water three times.
Qin Chuan also filled the water tank to more than half full.
In the kitchen, Aunt Liu was also preparing the things she needed to set up her stall.
The two shared a bowl of porridge, and then Qin Chuan helped Aunt Liu set up her wonton stall.
After everything was done,
Qin Chuan straightened his clothes and walked towards Changsheng Gambling House.
Upon arriving at the entrance of Changsheng Casino,
Qin Chuan was also somewhat emotional. Although he had been staying at the entrance of the gambling den for quite some time, today was his first time actually going inside.
He took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, stepped over the threshold, and went inside.
Upon entering, a wave of heat mixed with the smells of sweat, alcohol, and money hit you.
It wasn't the heat of summer, but the stifling heat created by the mixture of people and alcohol.
The casino's main hall was much larger than he had imagined.
From the outside, it looks like just a door, but once you step inside, you discover a completely different world.
The interior was at least two or three hundred paces in size, with a dozen or so large lanterns hanging from the tall beams.
There were more than a dozen tables in the hall; some people were playing dice, some were playing dominoes, and some were betting on big or small...
Each table was surrounded by people.
Qin Chuan stood at the doorway, his gaze sweeping across the entire hall, then over the second floor.
After taking a quick look around the gambling den, Qin Chuan headed towards the gambling tables inside.
However, he didn't rush to place a bet. Instead, he walked around the entire gambling den, inside and out.
At the same time, his eyes were constantly fixed on the people in the gambling den, trying not to miss a single one.
Qin Chuan naturally had his reasons for doing this.
to be honest,
I just wanted to test whether the passive skill "Fortune Perception" of the "Fortune Thief" could be triggered in this crowd.
If triggered, he can see the rise and fall of a person's fortune, whether it is prosperous or declining, gathering or scattering.
Then he can place bets based on that.
If this person is lucky, bet along with them; if this person is unlucky, bet the opposite.
In this way, even if you can't win every time, it's still much better than playing blindly.
He wandered around the gambling den, exploring every nook and cranny, but his passive skill "Perception of Luck" still hadn't been triggered.
There was no message on the panel, like a stone thrown into deep water that didn't even make a splash.
Although the passive skill didn't trigger, Qin Chuan still took out some copper coins from his pocket, preparing to gamble a few rounds.
After all, he had once begged the skinny monkey for a title in that dilapidated house.
They received the answer that they could win big money.
Qin Chuan also wanted to know how much money he could actually win.
......
Outside the Ever-Victorious Casino,
A little beggar peeked in and cautiously approached the place.
This person was none other than Skinny Monkey.
His purpose in coming here was simple: it was all because of the questions Qin Chuan had asked him yesterday.
Although Skinny Monkey, being a beggar, had never been to a gambling den, he had heard plenty of stories about how gambling dens ruined families.
In this county town, there are many people who have lost so much that they have pawned their pants, sold their children, or even jumped off a bridge.
Few of those who enter gambling dens manage to crawl out unscathed.
What kind of place is a gambling den? It's a hellish place where people are devoured without spitting out their bones.
When Skinny Monkey learned yesterday that Qin Chuan was going to gamble, his subconscious reaction was actually one of delight.
Because as soon as Qin Chuan went to the gambling den, he became addicted to gambling.
In the end, he can only be ruined, first losing all his own money, then misappropriating the money meant for the wedding gifts.
Finally, Zhou Bapi discovered this, beat him half to death, and threw him into a mass grave.
Even if he doesn't get caught, spending all his time in gambling dens and collecting kickbacks will inevitably lead to trouble sooner or later.
By then, Zhou Bapi will definitely not use him anymore, and the position will become vacant.
The skinny monkey's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this.
That position was a lucrative one. He handled at least dozens, and sometimes hundreds, of copper coins every day. Even a little bit that slipped through his fingers was enough to buy him a full meal.
More importantly, with this job, he no longer had to squat on the street begging for money, nor did he have to endure the wrath of Zhou Bapi and be whipped.
He can wear clean clothes, eat white rice, and stand tall in front of those beggars who once looked down on him.
Thinking of this, Skinny Monkey clenched his fists.
He believed that Qin Chuan's rise to power was ultimately due to those two taels of silver.
That night, Qin Chuan managed to get two taels of silver, which he presented to Zhou Bapi. Zhou Bapi was so pleased that he gave him the job of collecting money from the villagers.
The skinny monkey thought about it more and more and realized that this was the truth. All that talk about "being sensible" and "being clever" was just nonsense.
Zhou Bapi is a man who only cares about money, not people. He'll favor whoever gives him money.
Since that's the case, as long as I can also get the money, then once Qin Chuan dismounts, this job will be mine.