Xingtai Folk Legend: Tailor County Official

One day, the prefect sent an official letter from the provincial capital, telling Hu Cai to go to the provincial capital to discuss the matter. He was originally a tailor, and he couldn't read a single pocket of big characters, and when he heard about "deliberations," he panicked. But he didn't dare not go, so he had to rush to the provincial capital with a hard scalp.

    Before the discussion, the prefect politely asked Hu Cai: "When will I arrive in the provincial capital?"

    "Big cuts, small cuts." He thought that the prefect was going to make clothes, so he answered respectfully.

    The prefect listened, inexplicably. Turning the subject again, he asked him, "Have you ever written an article?"

    "Done! Enough is enough!" He thought the prefect was going to make mosquito nets.

    The prefect was a little angry when he saw that what he had asked was not answered, and asked, "Have you tried a case?"

    "There are three people on the case, one was sick last night, and there are two left." He thought that the prefect had asked him how many people were working on the case of tailoring.

    At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was a tailor named Hu Cai. Hu Cai opened a clothing shop, and he was the only one in the city who made clothes, and the business was very prosperous, and he soon became a small rich man

    Hu Cai saw the county grandfather go to the street and go to the countryside, either riding a horse or sitting in a car, and the servants hugged back and forth, sounded the gong and opened the road, and their hearts were extremely envious. He made up his mind to save money, to buy a county official to be a pawn, and to live an official addiction

    One year, two years, five years, ten years, Hu Cai's silver saved a large jar, weighed by a scale, no more, no less, enough for a thousand and two snowflake silver. Someone advised him to buy a house, he didn't; Someone advised him to land the land, and neither did he, but he used the silver to buy a seven-pin sesame official. Hu Cai worked as a county official during the day and a tailor at night, and people called him "tailor county official".

    One day, the prefect sent an official letter from the provincial capital, telling Hu Cai to go to the provincial capital to discuss the matter. He was originally a tailor, and he couldn't read a single pocket of big characters, and when he heard about "deliberations," he panicked. But he didn't dare not go, so he had to rush to the provincial capital with a hard scalp.

    The prefect was on fire: "Hu Cai, you are really Hu"

    "Villains don't dare to cut (dialect, "scissor" sound), there are rulers and inches!" He was also a little annoyed. I thought to myself: This adult is really difficult to wait, and he has not yet made clothes for him, so he will find a stubble and say that I cut and cut nonsense, is it not to pay the worker?"

    The prefect was even more angry, and slapped the table: "Yuck! You're so confused!"

    "Don't spray, my lord! The little man didn't bring an iron. ”

    This time, he blew up the prefect's lungs, stomped his feet, and shouted, "Come on, take off his black gauze hat for me!"

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