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Chapter 2 Warm Dinner

The village where the original owner was located was Linjia Village, which was the poorest among the eighteen villages in Jiuzhou Town, no one.

Although there are mountains and waters, except for some bamboo shoots and wild vegetables, there are even small animals on the mountain, not to mention the stream where fish and shrimp rarely appear.

Lin Xiao walked around the village with the only five copper plates left at home and exchanged them for half a bag of brown rice and a small piece of wild boar meat.

These are enough for two people to have a meal.

It's time to think of ways to make money.

According to the original owner's memory, Lin Xiao had a rough understanding of the Daxia Dynasty she was in.

Culture, customs, etc. are all very similar to Lin Xiao's previous life.

It's this history, and the difference is really not that big.

There were no Xia, Shang and Zhou, no Five Barbarians invading China, no Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, only one Daxia dynasty that had been passed down for thousands of years.

As for what dynasty was before the Great Xia Dynasty, the original owner had no memory of this.

Lin Xiao sighed, what kind of miracle should it be for a dynasty that can last for thousands of years?

Back to the point, no matter which dynasty you are in, people's livelihood is the most important thing.

Lin Xiao was not worried about how to make a living in ancient times. Knowledge is power. She believed that relying on what she learned would create a world in this Daxia Dynasty!

The original owner has been studying and literate since she was a child, and her body is extremely weak, without touching the spring water.

When Lin Xiao used this body to carry half a bag of brown rice and a small piece of meat home, more than half an hour had passed, that is, more than an hour in modern times.

Li Yuyan had already replaced the wedding uniforms given by the government, and was dressed as a farmer.

At this moment, he was cleaning the yard diligently.

From this we can see that Li Yuyan, who was fleeing, has suffered a lot over the years!

When he saw Lin Xiao coming back, he trotted to meet him and took the rice bag.

"Why are there meat?"

Only then did Lin Xiao realize that the bride she "married" not only looked like a man, but also had a very similar figure!

I guess I am about 1.9 meters tall and strong, if anyone who doesn't know will see it, I would think the bride is a man!

"If you don't eat meat, the taste is half less. Besides, today is the first day you come to my house. You can't even have meat, right?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuyan was stunned.

A faint warm current emerged from the deepest part of his heart, his eyes swelling and astringent.

"Uh...you can cook, right? I'm really a little hungry."

The only thing Lin Xiao knew about in the 21st century was instant noodles. After traveling to ancient times, she really didn't know how to use the earth stove correctly.

"Well, I'll go cook and it'll be fine soon."

Li Yuyan quickly took the rice bag and meat to the kitchen and started to make supper.

Taking advantage of Li Yuyan's cooking time, Lin Xiao got into the original owner's study.

The study room is simply arranged without losing the aroma of ink.

Some unknown landscape paintings are hung on the smooth walls.

Below the drawing is a neat single bed.

On the rectangular desk are placed with pens, ink, paper and inkstones and several old textbooks.

On both sides of the desk are bookcases, which are also filled with various books.

I took out a book and opened it and saw that the poems and songs inside had no charm at all, and they were even worse than the limerick poems that were popular in later generations.

"Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, are there no poems here?"

Lin Xiao, who was unbeliever, read a few more books, but it was true that there were no poems written by those masters.

Are people from the Daxia Dynasty not like their poems or are they for some other reason?

Just as Lin Xiao was thinking about it, Li Yuyan knocked on the door of the study:

"Original, the meal is ready."

The head of the family is the honorific title of married women in the Daxia dynasty to their men.

Since they don’t want to reveal their identities, even if the two of them are not used to it, they will have to bear it!

Lin Xiao responded awkwardly and walked out of the study.

On the dining table, there was a mud pot similar to cooking medicine, filled with gray-black sticky objects.

"This is……"

“Brown rice meat porridge.”

"I made these things for your brown rice and wild boar?"

Lin Xiao suddenly lost his appetite.

"If we make brown rice and stir-fried pork slices, these foods are only enough for us to eat one meal. If we make brown rice porridge, we can eat at least three meals."

Li Yuyan's tone was faint and he could not hear any emotion.

But in Lin Xiao's opinion, her "bride" is expressing her dissatisfaction with practical actions.

"Oh! Marrying me will make you suffer!"

Lin Xiao sighed. No matter what, he was sorry for Li Yuyan (Li Yuyan).

Not to mention the sound of being poor, just talking about his identity as a woman dressed as a man is also a fatal truth for a newlywed bride!

If you can’t think about it, Lin Xiao will become a sinner!

She gripped the shredded pork from her bowl into Li Yuyan's bowl with guilt:

"Eat more meat to nourish the body."

Li Yuyan was stunned when he watched Lin Xiao keep putting shredded pork into his bowl.

When his "mother's family" was still rich, he could eat one or two bites of this meat during festivals.

But since he has not married because of the title of "Black Widow" in recent years, in order to pay more taxes, his "mother's family" has long been hollowed out. Not to mention meat, even oily flowers can't be seen!

Even if there is, his good "sister-in-law" will never let him see it.

Now, when he saw Lin Xiao clamping all the few meats to him, his heart couldn't help but feel a little soft.

Lin Xiao may be the first outsider in this world except for his father and mother.

"You eat too, don't give it to me. Look, you are so thin that you are all in a different way."

Li Yuyan picked up the shredded pork again.

The two of them had a pretty warm dinner with the swaying candlelight.

After dinner, Li Yuyan looked at Lin Xiao who was washing dishes in the kitchen and was struggling to tell the truth.

It would be fine if Lin Xiao was willing to help hide it. If he didn't, he would have to reaffirm his reputation as a black widow again.

Thinking of this, a biting chill burst out in Li Yuyan's eyes.

After washing the dishes, Li Yuyan was about to speak, but Lin Xiao took the lead and said:

"There are two rooms at home, you sleep one, I sleep one."

Li Yuyan suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and the beautiful Feng's eyes were full of confusion and disbelief.

Why did Lin Xiao do this?

Did you see through his identity?

At this moment, Li Yuyan's mind was already thinking about what to do next.

His hand had even touched the dagger that was pinned to his waist.

"There is a cloud in the book, and we are full and warm to think about it. We have not even solved the problem of food and clothing. How do we think about those messy things?"

Lin Xiao paused and continued:

"We have to find a way to make money first!"

As long as you don’t have a bridal chamber, Li Yuyan can accept it no matter what reason Lin Xiao said.

At least he doesn't have to add unnecessary blood to his hands.

If he had to kill Lin Xiao now, he would have been so reluctant to let him go.

"Okay, I've been tired for a day, so take a break soon!"

I am inexplicably irritable recently. Some people say that this is because the Central Yuan Festival is approaching, so dear little babies, try not to go out at night!

(End of this chapter)
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