Chapter 6 Have you peeked at me to sleep

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 6 Have you peeked at me to sleep

Xia Yuan walked into the yard with his bedding in his arms. Under the clear moonlight, the yard looked quite bright.

The courtyard of my own covers a considerable area. Together with the kitchen and toilet, there are nine houses in total, which can be regarded as a top-notch family in the village.

However, the houses all look a little dilapidated. After all, this courtyard has been passed down for many generations, and it has a history of nearly a hundred years.

Xia Yuan looked for a place to sleep based on the route in his memory. He did not have to worry about having no place to sleep. The bedroom used to be his parents' bedroom, of course, now it is his.

Since his parents died, Xia Yuan was automatically promoted to the head of the family. According to the rules, after a year of mourning, he would move into the largest master bedroom.

Xia Yuan walked to his former bedroom, pushed open the door, and calculated the time. He had only been without a living person in the past two months. Although it was not dirty, it emitted a faint smell of musty smell.

I think it is because the weather is hot in summer and the room has not been opened for ventilation.

At this moment, Xia Yuan had to complain about his predecessor. That guy was really a nerd and didn't even understand the principle of opening windows to ventilate.

Guang knew that he could study hard and read hard, and that as soon as he traveled over, the memories he received were all the Four Books and Five Classics and the words of the saints.

The door was wide open, Xia Yuan stood outside and waited for a while until the musty smell in the room was dissipated, and then he stepped in.

There was still a little mold in the room, so Xia Yuan had no choice but to leave the door open, and found a book in the room, swept it a few times on the bed to clean the dust.

He put the bedding up and then lay down.

As a modern person, I couldn't sleep at this time, but there was no entertainment at night in ancient rural areas. If I had to say anything, I would like to have children.

He was lucky enough to play this entertainment event, but who would have thought that the wife of the emperor who had agreed to be turned into a little bean sprout.

He said he was fifteen years old, but he was too tender. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his small body was too delicate, so he couldn't bear to start.

I want to change but can’t change it, so what should I do? I can only plant it in the soil and raise it first, and wait for the small bean sprouts to grow to the soybean sprouts in two years.

Xia Yuan was thinking a lot in his mind, and as he thought about it, he began to think about his future.

He subconsciously ignored the fact that he had passed the exam to become an official.

Now he is thinking about doing business. After all, if you have money, you are the master. But this iron rule seems to be not very good in the Ming Dynasty.

As we all know, the Ming Dynasty was very strict.

The household registration system can be roughly divided into military, civilian, craftsman, and stove.

As for merchants, to be honest, there was no such thing as business registration in the Ming Dynasty, and the so-called business registration was limited to salt merchants. This was only opened in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

As for other businessmen, I’m sorry for you, please take advantage of someone else’s household registration.

So in the Ming Dynasty, the status of merchants was so low that it was something that everyone knew that money was a good thing.

But in the Ming Dynasty, businessmen with a lot of wealth were suppressed at the bottom of the entire social framework, which was really a strange phenomenon.

The main reason for all this is naturally because Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, hated merchants. He even felt that all merchants should be arrested, and he should be arrested without any crime.

In that year, even if the merchants had money, they had to behave with their tails and even wear silk clothes.

Since the development of the Hongzhi period, the status of merchants has been greatly improved. They can participate in the imperial examinations and use money to smash people with swagger.

However, the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty was still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and never collapsed. It still implemented the policy of dragons giving birth to dragons, phoenixes giving birth to phoenixes, and rat sons continuing to dig holes in the early Ming Dynasty.

In the eyes of the people, businessmen are rich, but your social status is not as good as possible.

This is probably a kind of self-psychological comfort for the poor people.

Xia Yuan thought about it for a while. If he went to do business, he would definitely be regarded as the beginning of his depravity by the tribe villagers, and then he was beaten by the clan leader and a group of relatives.

Till you give up on business.

However, Xia Yuan still planned to do business. After all, other people traveled through time either ascend the throne or become emperor or split into marquis. No matter how badly they were, they would be generals and prime ministers. What was the matter with his own travels through time, as a farmer who was suffering from farming?

This is a bit embarrassing.

I just don’t know if I can withstand the beatings of my tribe members when I go to business.

Moreover, he had less than ten taels of silver on his body, and he didn't know what he could do.

Lying on the bed with his arms pillowed, Xia Yuan pondered for a long time, but he didn't know how to take the first step of his plan to make money.

"This is just the first day of traveling through time. Take your time, don't worry."

He comforted himself like this, Xia Yuan closed his eyes and began to force himself to fall asleep, planning to go to the city tomorrow to find business opportunities.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, nor how long he had slept. After the rooster crowed, he heard a sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were very light, and there was a soft breath pounced on his face. Xia Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, and then he saw Zhao Yuerong leaning against the bed and looking at him.

Seeing Xia Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, the little loli was obviously startled and took several steps back, opening and closing his lips several times, but he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Until she saw the washbasin on the ground, she seemed to have found a savior, and her cheeks were red and explained: "Husband, husband, there is face washing water here. I, I am here to serve you to wash your face."

Xia Yuan, who had just woken up, was still a little confused in his head, and he didn't hear what she was saying clearly. He sat up from the bed and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He always felt that he hadn't had enough sleep. He blurted out and asked, "What time is it?"

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Seeing that the little loli did not respond, but instead showed a confused expression, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and changed his mouth: "What time is it now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuerong looked outside and replied: "It should be Zhengmao."

Zhengmao?

This ancient timekeeping method was a bit awkward for Xia Yuan. He converted it in his mind and concluded that Zhengmao was around six o'clock in the morning.

No wonder I didn't feel sleeping enough.

This point of getting up in my previous life has to be traced back to my school days.

Xia Yuan hesitated for a while, but gave up his plan to sleep for a while.

He stretched his waist and was about to get out of bed, and his little hands held his arm. He turned his head and looked at the little loli's gaze. Zhao Yuerong's face flushed, "I'll wait for my husband to wash up."

Xia Yuan's lips moved slightly, but he had no choice but to refuse.

It’s better to follow the local customs, and my personality is just a sick person, so it’s very reasonable to get someone to be supported by someone after getting off the bed.

But why does this girl look shy when she always looks flushed?

He quickly got an answer to this question.

Because Xia Yuan saw the reflection of his face in the wash water. Although it was a little blurry, he could still see clearly. His eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and he could be called a handsome man, elegant and with a scholarly spirit.

If I had such a look in my previous life, I would have been more than enough to apply for a male public relations officer with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, so why would I not be able to find a partner?

At this moment, Xia Yuan couldn't help but sigh, this is just the gap between people.

so.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and asked, "Are you peeking at me sleeping just now?"

(End of this chapter)
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