Chapter 517 Who doesn’t like money? I’m just pretending not to like it

Chapter 517 Who doesn’t like money? I’m just pretending not to like it

Sun Shan watched helplessly as the silver was picked up from under his feet.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was about to put the silver ingot into his pocket.

Sun Shan snatched the silver without saying a word.

The short and fat middle-aged man was stunned.

Lu Yuming and others were also stunned.

Gui Ge'er and Sun Dingnan were also stunned.

Sun Shan calmly held the silver with a faint smile on his face.

He said calmly, "This reward represents your recognition of my erhu. I am very happy and I don't blame you."

After a pause, Sun Shan turned to Gui Ge'er and Sun Dingnan and said, "Help me pick up all the copper coins or silver coins that were given as rewards."

Sun Shan stood up and supported the short and round middle-aged man.

"Today, I was inspired by the clear and rippled Ganjiang River and couldn't help but play a song. I didn't expect to be favored by the elders and fellow villagers. I feel deeply honored."

When the elders and villagers of Ganjiang heard what Mr. Sun said, they couldn't help but clap their hands and shout loudly: "Well, Mr. Sun said it well."

But the folks still don’t understand why Mr. Sun picked up the reward money?

The short and fat middle-aged man didn't understand why Mr. Sun snatched the silver from his hand.

That’s right, this Mr. Sun just now was the one who robbed!

Afraid of putting money into his pocket.

The short and fat middle-aged man seemed to see a greedy light in Mr. Sun’s eyes. He seemed to like silver very much?

Could it be that Mr. Sun is not like the scholars who regard money as dirt?

Does he like these fellow Kong Fang brothers as much as I do?

If Sun Shan knew what the short and fat middle-aged man thought, he would definitely call him a fellow.

Who doesn't like money? We just pretend not to like it.

At this moment, Sun Shan, against his conscience and with great pain, took the small bag of copper coins and silver picked up by Gui Ge'er and Sun Dingnan.

Wow, there are actually a few small pieces of silver that are so bright that they will blind your eyes.

A rough calculation shows that the total is more than 5 taels.

Sun Shan was very happy. He never thought that the erhu he played would be so popular and he would get so much reward money.

I thought that if the money I had was robbed one day, I could still perform to survive.

When we get back to the inn, I will remind Gui Ge'er to take good care of the erhu, as it is his livelihood.

Sun Shan once again glanced at the small bag of money in his hand with reluctance.

He said to the spectators in the three circles inside and outside: "I didn't expect to receive so much money from you. I would like to thank you all."

He pointed to a shop selling steamed buns not far away and said with a smile: "Today, Sun will use the reward money to buy steamed buns and distribute them to the porters not far away.

Sun thought that he could have enough food to eat, but he was not sure about the footsteps on the dock. Sun planned to give the reward money to the owner of the steamed bun shop so that he could help make some steamed buns and give them to the porters who worked hard to move the goods.

I am very happy that my erhu playing is liked by my whole family.

Everyone was very happy to listen to me playing the erhu.

Give the reward money to the owner of the steamed bun shop to help make steamed buns. He will be happy because he can make money.

Give the steamed buns to the porters on the dock, they won’t be hungry tonight and will be happy.”

Sun Shan still kept smiling, looking at the audience with a gentle expression.

Especially the short fat middle-aged man, the sponsor, asked seriously: "What do you think of my idea?"

The short and fat middle-aged man looked at Sun Shan's hand that was supporting him, then looked at the steamed bun shop not far away, and finally looked at the coolies who were working hard to carry the goods.

He said excitedly: "Okay, this is a good idea. Mr. Sun is not only good at playing the erhu, but also has a kind heart."

What a great idea that kills two birds with one stone!

The short and fat middle-aged man was a traveling merchant like the Chen family. He happened to be unloading goods at the dock today. With nothing to do, he ran to the Eight Mirror Terrace to enjoy the scenery.

When he came over, a group of people had already gathered together.

After some inquiries, we learned that a group of scholars who were passing through Ganzhou on their way to Beijing for the imperial examination were watching the scenery.

A small vendor like him naturally didn't dare to go closer, so he just watched the scenery from the outside.

After that, somehow, the shortest and thinnest scholar took out the erhu and said he wanted to play it.

The short and fat middle-aged man was puzzled. Don’t scholars like to play the piano and the flute?

Why do you like playing the erhu?

However, it is definitely not a rare opportunity to miss the performance of the Juren Master.

Who knew that after the song was over, he felt like he was in heaven, thinking that the juren was still the juren, and even the erhu played by that country boy was good.

As expected, Wenjiang is a vast sea of ​​knowledge with amazing talent.

When other people play the erhu, their playing is not up to par, and when the scholar plays the erhu, it is not up to par.

Especially during the second performance, the short and fat middle-aged man felt it was even more exciting and passionate than the first time.

On a whim, he threw out a piece of silver as a reward.

He had this habit when listening to stories in teahouses or operas in theaters. He couldn't change it for the time being and couldn't help but give rewards.

After the silver was thrown out, people were surprised to find that the person playing the erhu was a juren, a scholar who regarded money as dirt.

Isn't this kind of reward a disguised insult to the scholars who have achieved academic success?

The short and fat middle-aged man was shocked, so he stepped forward and picked up the silver.

The short and fat middle-aged man thought that getting the silver back was the same as not having given the reward, and the scholar was not bullied, so he could pretend that nothing had happened.

The short and fat middle-aged man is like an ostrich. He can avoid problems by burying his head in the sand.

After the short and fat middle-aged man picked up the silver, he never expected that the Juren master would snatch his silver away. He thought that the Juren master was greedy for money.

I am indeed narrow-minded.

The scholar snatched the money so that the porters would not go hungry.

The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman.

The short and fat middle-aged man was filled with shame.

The short and fat middle-aged man looked at Sun Shan closely and said excitedly, "Master Sun, you are the kindest master I have ever met. Master Sun, I am extremely ashamed."

The short and fat middle-aged man looked at Sun Shan with light in his eyes.

I was thinking that all the juren in their county were fat and bloated, with servants and maids, and had three wives and four concubines. How could they be short of money as juren?

So how could the Mr. Sun in front of him see the small piece of silver? He must have seen it wrong.

The scholar picked it up for the poor people who were starving.

The short and fat middle-aged man felt deeply guilty for misunderstanding Sun Shan.

Sun Shan was puzzled when he saw the short and fat middle-aged man looking ashamed.

Then he glanced at the small bag of money and continued to feel heartbroken.

Chen Dongling came out, clapped his hands, and shouted, "Okay, Brother Sun, I have 5 taels here, I will also use it to buy steamed buns to distribute to the porters on the dock. Brother Sun is kind-hearted, I admire you."

Chen Dongling took the lead, and Lu Yuming followed behind and took out 2 taels.

One after another, the wealthy donated money. Even the audience continued to give tips.

The total amount was actually forty or fifty taels.

Oh, it turns out there is strength in numbers.

The owner of a steamed bun shop not far away had already heard about this, so Sun Shan handed the money to him.

The boss patted his chest and vowed: "Mr. Sun, all the scholars, I will definitely use this money to buy flour, make steamed buns, and distribute them to the porters at the dock. If I embezzle, I will not die a good death."

This oath was so serious that even Sun Shan was shocked.

He said hurriedly, "Boss, you should charge the same as you normally do. You can't work in vain. Please distribute the steamed buns to the porters. I trust you."

The words "I believe you" made the owner of the steamed bun shop burst into tears, and he went to make steamed buns without saying a word.