aircannonsinc Chapter 537 The "Cousin" Who Came from the Sky
Chapter 537 The "Cousin" Who Came from the Sky
The young man who was dragged by the yellow-haired man stood upright, with a trace of helplessness on his jade-like face: "A gentleman is open and honest. How can I feel at ease with deceiving others? Besides, I am not your blood relative, and I have never entered the Pan Palace to study. Such false words..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" The yellow-haired man stopped his steps suddenly. "Stop pretending to be so pretentious! It's just a play, right? My brothers are only looking for pretty girls, and if you, a bookworm, stand in front of the Second Hall Master, won't his eyes be blinded?
Didn’t you say that the books you read could form a mountain? Don’t pretend to be a grandson now, pretend to be a college student!”
The young man lowered his eyes and straightened his wrinkled cuffs, his tone still clear and slow: "Thank you for saving my life, I will repay you with gratitude. I was trapped in the mountains in the past, and fortunately you saved me. You have provided me with food and clothing for more than a month. How dare I forget such kindness?
Although I don’t have a diploma from an academic institution, I have read classics, history, mathematics, physics, and metaphysics. If I were to be tested on an examination paper, I would be able to handle it with ease.”
"Really?" The yellow-haired man grinned, revealing two golden teeth. "Sure! I feel relieved when you say that! When you see the Second Hall Master, you can blow as much as you can and pour out all the ink in your stomach!"
Then he hooked his arm around the young man's shoulder and said in a low voice, "As long as this is done, I will take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!"
The young man let him push him forward and replied in a gentle voice: "Since you have entrusted me with this, I will definitely live up to your expectations."
The second hall master was half lying on the carved leather sofa, his eyes wandering over the beauties in the hall.
"This one is good," he suddenly pointed at the little sister that his younger brother brought with him, "She has an outstanding figure and looks. Take her home and train her well. Master Bai will definitely like her."
The younger brother who was named was so excited that he almost knelt down, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
The Second Hall Master waved his hand and said, "I'll give you 100 million. Go away."
At this time, the yellow-haired man pulled the young man into the crowd, "Master! Master! I brought my cousin here, come and have a look."
The Second Hall Master raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man, nodded with satisfaction, took a few steps forward, and walked around the young man twice.
"Boy, I heard you are a college student?"
The young man raised his chin slightly when he heard this and said in a clear voice, "That's right. I am studying at XX University, majoring in classical literature. I usually like to study the classics, history, and miscellaneous works. I also have some knowledge of mathematical logic."
"Oh? That's not a small tone."
The Second Hall Master suddenly grabbed the dice on the table, and the dice cup spun rapidly in his palm. "Do you know how to gamble?"
The young man looked calm, "As for gambling, the Book of Rites says, 'A gentleman has nothing to fight for, so he must shoot.' However, the art of dice also contains the wonders of mathematics. If the hall master is interested, I am willing to learn the math and deduce the points."
He tapped the table with his fingers. "The dice cup just turned seven times. According to the air resistance and the curvature of the table, if the hall master stopped at this moment, the points would be three, four, and five."
The dice cup slammed heavily on the rosewood table, and three, four, and five were clearly visible. Everyone in the hall gasped, and Huangmao jumped up excitedly: "Oh my god! My cousin is amazing!"
The Second Hall Master's cigar almost fell on the carpet. "Boy, are you sure you calculated it?"
The young man nodded and said modestly: "I have only learned a few basic skills since I was young, which is not worth mentioning."
"Good boy! You are a college student, you know a lot! Okay, we will go to see Master Bai tomorrow morning, and you can follow. But I have to say this first, you have to change your speaking habits, and stop being so pretentious. Our Master Bai has never been to school, he is a vagrant, if you show off your knowledge in front of him, he will think you are making fun of him, and when he gets angry, I can't protect you."
The young man nodded, not quite understanding, "I see. I have studied your speaking style and will definitely not offend Mr. Bai. May I ask how old he is this year?
As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.' Knowing his age, I can also figure out what topic to talk about."
"Hahaha..." The Second Hall Master laughed out loud, "What do you mean by longevity? Master Bai is only nineteen years old this year."
"Nineteen?" The young man was slightly startled, then he realized, "You are really young and capable."
The Second Hall Master waved his hand and signaled his men to bring up a suitcase of cash. The moment the metal buckle popped open, the neatly stacked banknotes glowed coldly.
Huangmao's eyes instantly widened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, like a wild dog that had seen meat. He rushed over with a roar, hugged the box tightly with both arms, and even began to stutter when he spoke:
"Thank you, thank you, Master! For your kindness, I will serve you like a slave in my next life..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The Second Hall Master pointed at the young man, "Take your cousin and go buy some decent clothes. You have to dress decently when you meet Master Bai tomorrow morning."
The yellow-haired man nodded and bowed to assure himself, then dragged the young man out of the villa gate. The smell of ink from the hundred-dollar bills in the suitcase in his arms seeped out through the gaps, making his throat tighten.
"Did you hear that?" He nudged the young man with his elbow, "The Second Hall Master said that if we can make Master Bai happy, money will come like snowflakes in the future... cough cough!!" Before he could finish his words he choked on his own saliva and squatted on the side of the road coughing with his face red.
The young man squatted down and handed over the handkerchief in a gentle voice: "Speak slowly, don't be anxious."
He took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth. It was embroidered with fine orchid patterns. This was something the young man took out of his cloth bag on the first day he found it. At that time, he laughed at this thing and said it was effeminate.
"I'm serious!" The yellow-haired guy stuffed the suitcase into the young man's arms. "Tomorrow when you see Mr. Bai, you have to show your real skills, just like when you were counting the dice just now, and scare him!"
The young man nodded while holding the box, "I can save that. But I don't know what Mr. Bai likes."
"Hey!" Huang Mao slapped his thigh, "Mr. Bai is only 19 years old, like a half-grown child, he likes new things! A while ago, he asked someone to find a monkey that can do somersaults. You are so smart, are you afraid that you can't appease him?"
Huang Mao's second-hand Volkswagen was bumping on the bumpy road. He hummed an off-tune song and slapped the steering wheel from time to time in excitement. The young man sat in the passenger seat holding a suitcase and listened to him bragging quietly.
"Home."
Huangmao slammed on the brakes and stopped downstairs in the community. It was the sixth floor and there was no elevator, so he had to climb up.
The young man followed him with a suitcase in his arms. The sound-activated lights in the corridor flickered. When they reached the third floor, the yellow-haired man suddenly stopped and panted, "Do you think we should move to a house with an elevator when we become rich?"
"Of course." The young man smiled and nodded. "Once this matter is settled, it will be easy for you to live in a high-rise building."
The rented room was on the sixth floor, on the far west side, and the paint on the security door had mostly fallen off. Huangmao took out the key and poked around for a long time before he heard a click.
The 60-square-meter hut was divided into two bedrooms, with a living room that doubled as a dining room, and clothes for both of them hung on the balcony. His blue cloth gown and Huang Mao's floral T-shirt were hung side by side, swaying gently in the wind.
"Hurry up and sit down and take a rest." He kicked off his slippers and stepped on the floor barefoot. "Although this place is small, it is cheap. Look at this living room. It has been cleaned so clean since you came."
"It's just a piece of cake." The young man walked into the kitchen, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to the yellow-haired man, "Brother, take a rest first. I'll go cook."