Be a master through ancient times

Chu Ci chatted with the Orion for a few more words, and suddenly a few more people came down from the mountain.

"Chu Xiucai, Brother Qin, do you two know each other?"

The person who spoke was the head of Chu Ci's village. He looked at the big wild boar on the ground with a smile and kicked it.

"I don't know. Just now when the wild boar was driven down the mountain, it suddenly ran towards me. It was this little brother Qin who saved me."

"Oh, it was my negligence." The village chief slapped his forehead, "Today we invited brother Qin and the old hunter in the village to go up the mountain to suppress wild boars. I forgot to tell you that it is best not to leave the village this way today."

Chu Ci understood that the village said this because of his status as a scholar, if the other villagers would have started cursing.

"It's none of your business. I didn't take it to heart. But now that the wild boar has been killed, it shouldn't matter if I leave the village."

"This... I'm afraid there are other wild boars. Although four of them have been shot now, what if..." The village chief still hesitated.

"Let me accompany Chu Xiucai for a walk." Qin Zhao who was on the side suddenly said. "I was the one who disturbed Chu Xiucai by driving the wild boar down the mountain just now, so I will make amends and I will protect him. The big wild boars in the village are almost beaten, and the rest are small ones. It doesn't matter if I don't."

"That's good, then Chu Xiucai, you can ask Brother Qin to accompany you." The village chief was afraid that something would happen to the only scholar in the village.

Chu Ci thought about it, and it was fine, having an Orion by his side still felt safe, so he nodded.

The two walked forward side by side, "I wonder if brother Qin can tell you his name?"

"Hey, I dare not take it. My name is Qin Zhao. How about Chu Xiucai?"

"Oh, my name is Chu Ci. Where are you from?"

"People from Qutan Village, it's about four or five miles away from your village and then turn around. It's close from the mountain."

"Oh, where is it? I heard that it's a good place."

"How can it compare to yours? You Changxi Village is the most enviable village in the surrounding villages."

"Oh? Why haven't I heard of it?" Chu Ci hurriedly looked through his memory, and found that there didn't seem to be anything good in their village.

"It's because of you! Anyone in Yuanshan County knows that there is a 14-year-old scholar in Changxi Village. If it weren't for good Feng Shui and green smoke from the ancestral grave, how could such a thing happen."

When Chu Ci suddenly realized, he was still a little shy.Thinking back when he was admitted to Peking University, the people around him all had expressions like this, which made him feel lost for several days.

Chu Ci felt that Qin Zhao was very good at chatting, and he talked to him today more than what he had said at home in the past ten days.Seizing this opportunity, Chu Ci asked about all the blind spots of the previous owner's knowledge, and those that had not been sorted out were naturally left for later.

While talking, the town arrived.

The three big characters of Ping'an Town appeared on the city wall, and Chuci read ancient Chinese, so knowing a little traditional Chinese characters is not worth showing off.

The gate of Ping'an Town was smaller than the county seat, and there was a government servant holding a spear standing on both sides of the gate.Looking at the style of the old city wall, Chu Ci felt that his parents would be very happy if they could come to study it.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad, but he still couldn't let it go.That's right, although the relationship between their family has become a little indifferent, they are still a family.

Chu Ci sighed, really wishing that he could exchange bodies with the ancient Chu Ci, so that his parents would not have to bear the pain of losing their son.

It's useless to think so much now, the most important thing right now is how to take good care of that family.Since he used someone else's shell, even if he didn't want it, he should take responsibility.

Qin Zhao didn't know what Chu Ci was thinking, but seeing his sobs on his face, he thought that he remembered being framed, so he pulled him to distract him, and said, "Chu Xiucai, Here we go, let's go in."

The common people lined up to enter the city, and the yamen servants just looked at them and let them go.

Originally, one penny was required to enter the city, but the new county magistrate canceled this fee when he arrived last year.This move made the officials below very unhappy at the time.But when more people came to the city, the merchants earned more. The county magistrate took out half of the merchant tax and distributed it to the people in the Yuanshan county government, blocking their mouths at once and letting himself He has gained a firm foothold in Yuanshan County.

Naturally, they are not needed in Ping An Town.

There are four or five large villages under the jurisdiction of Ping'an Town, and more than a dozen small villages. People come and go every day, which is considered prosperous.Of course, it cannot be compared with the county seat.

Entering the town, Chu Ci enthusiastically admired the surrounding buildings and decorations.Sure enough, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, no matter how realistic the painting and calligraphy are, it is not as shocking as what you see with your own eyes.At this moment, Chu Ci felt as if he had really broken away from the identity of a modern person and became an ancient person.

It is autumn now, when all things are ripe, and the farmers who come to the market are almost carrying the grain produced by themselves or the fruits picked from the mountains.

"Chu Xiucai, I'll take you here, and you have to go over there. By the way, you should be able to walk on the main road when you come back."

"Thank you brother Qin Zhao."

"Hey, thank you, it's just a small matter." Qin Zhao waved his hand indifferently and left.

The ancients were so simple!Chu Ci was very moved. How refined are modern people, even a primary school student may be blackened.

He shook his head, sighed in his heart that the world is getting worse, and continued to move forward.

The surrounding shops have all opened their doors, and a large cloth banner is hung in front of each shop, with the name of the shop and its main business written on it.

When passing by a steamed stuffed bun stand, Chu Ci smelled the tempting aroma. The big steamed buns made of pork and green onions were enough to make Chu Ci, who hadn't touched meat for a long time, drool three thousand feet.

He touched the bag on his body, in addition to the two silver coins given by his sister-in-law, there were more than twenty copper coins in it.

"Boss, how much is your bun?"

"Guest officer, our steamed stuffed bun is three pennies and two coins. It's big and thin, and it's delicious when you take a bite out of the mouthful of oil. How many would you like?"

Seeing that he was wearing a long gown, the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop felt that he was probably quite rich, so he was very enthusiastic.

Chu Ci touched the bag on his body again, and then said: "I have hurt myself from eating greasy things recently, and the meat buns are full of oil, so forget it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, two lines of tears shed in his heart. Once time travelling, he was even reluctant to buy a meat bun. Isn't the quality of life deteriorating too quickly?

"Hey, guest officer, don't go away. If you think meat buns are greasy, we also have wild vegetable buns. They are also delicious after eating oily oil. They cost two for one penny!"

"Give me two to taste." Chu Ci quickly turned around and took out a penny.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop took the money and used bamboo tweezers to hold two steamed stuffed buns in oiled paper.

After Chu Ci thanked him, he left. The bun shop owner looked at his back and wondered, "Are you poor or rich?"

Chu Ci found a deserted alley to feast on. As a scholar in this life and a high school teacher in his previous life, Chu Ci still retained the dignity of an intellectual.They generally don't eat on the street unless they are really hungry.

After eating the two buns, Chu Ci suddenly felt that his life was complete.In fact, it doesn't matter if the ingredients are good or not, what matters is the person's craftsmanship.

There are so many breakfast stalls near the high school in my previous life, and every one of them tasted like flavors and seasonings. How can this wild vegetable steamed stuffed bun come with the original taste, which is pure, natural and pollution-free.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, arranged his clothes carefully, and then strode out with his head held high. His elegant demeanor attracted the attention of women who occasionally passed by on the street.

Chu Ci has read a lot of articles, and once became popular with grassroots male protagonists, he has also learned many ways to make a fortune.Now that he has knowledge and status, it is best to go to some competitions and get some bonuses to supplement his life first.

However, after walking around for a long time and basically looking at all the shops in the town, Chu Ci couldn't find a place where literati and poets gathered, and of course they couldn't find a place to display their talents.

I made a mistake, I forgot that this is a small town, how can there be such advanced configurations in the town.In fact, there is no such place in their county.

From Chu Ci, it can be seen that the education level in this place is actually not that developed, there are not many scholars, and there is no one in the past few years. How can there be so many literati and poets who have leisure to hold parties and compete.

It seemed a bit embarrassing to go back like this.Chu Ci came out excitedly, in order to improve everyone's life, instead of turning around and going back.

The way he turned around in the street caught someone's eye.

"Hey, little brother, come here."

Chu Ci heard someone calling him, so he walked over slowly, "I don't know why this old man is looking for Xiao Ke?"

The person who called him was an old man in a Confucian shirt, who looked to be in his 60s or [-]s. There was a table in front of him, and there were four big characters written on it: "writing letters on behalf of him".

"I see you walking up and down, but what's bothering you?"

"Hey, Xiaosheng is forced by his family's financial resources, and wants to find a job to support his family. I'm laughing at you."

"Listening to you, you look like a scholar, but can you write?"

"meeting."

"Well, how about you help me take a look at my stall? Just now Zhuojing came to me suddenly. I set up a stall here every day. When I leave today, no one will look at this stall for fear of delaying other people's business. You only need to pay me twenty papers and pens, and you will take all the money you earn from the stall today, and someone will come to collect the stall at dusk."

Chu Ci pondered for a moment, then agreed.

He took out twenty cash from his bag and handed it to the old man, "I haven't asked the old man's name yet."

"I don't dare to do it. My surname is Chen Mingxu. Everyone calls me Uncle Chen."

"Chen Bohao, Xiaosheng Chuci is very polite."

"Chu Ci? Are you the Changxi Village Chu Ci who was admitted as a scholar at the age of fourteen?"

"It's Xiao Ke, I'm ashamed and ashamed." Chu Ci felt a little embarrassed, for a talented scholar lived so poorly.

"If you are ashamed, wouldn't this old man have no place to be ashamed? I know that I was just admitted to be a scholar in the year of my destiny, and the younger generation is awesome. By the way, speaking of it, we are still in the same year." Uncle Chen chuckled, looking very proud.

Chu Ci's impression of Chen Bo became very good in an instant. An open-minded scholar who is not sour is definitely worth making friends with.

It's a pity that he has something to do, otherwise it would be good to exchange a few more words.