Meier did not bother Jiang Xingchen in the end. In the evening, the two of them entered the yard that cost fifty copper coins a day.
The yard is not big, only about ten square meters, but in addition to the main house, there is a small kitchen on the right, a separate well on the right side of the courtyard wall, and a large jar for water in the corner. On the left side of the courtyard wall, there are piles of
He stomped on the dry firewood.
Nodding with satisfaction, Jiang Xingchen walked towards the main room. Meier followed behind him with an angry face.
Originally, Meier wanted to give her a day's money first, and then slowly persuade Jiang Xingchen. But Jiang Xingchen didn't say anything, and directly gave him three topaz coins and made a reservation for six days.
"Three topaz coins!" Meier screamed silently in her heart, and her body ached just thinking about it.
"Squeak!" The door opened and the two of them walked into the house. The room was very spacious, with tables, chairs, wardrobes, kettles, and cups. There was an hourglass for timing on the hidden compartment of the cupboard, and on the wall, there were
There is a dark oil lamp. Close to the inner wall is a two-meter-wide bed with two blue quilts placed on the bedside.
"Hourglasses are used for timekeeping and oil lamps are used for lighting. Most civilians eat black bread and wear coarse linen clothes... This society is still very backward... Think about it, the Qiankun Empire has only been established for two hundred years.
It has been many years, and most people are martial artists. Of course, the development of others is slow! I guess the people in power are also aware of this situation, so they stipulated that those who have contributed to the empire and the great lords can also become nobles. This is obviously to encourage other industries and promote prosperity!"
At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of the current environment.
"Not bad!" After looking around, Jiang Xingchen smiled and rubbed Mei'er's head: "Little girl, don't keep a straight face. Isn't this room good? Look at this big bed.
, and quilts...for now, this is our home!"
"Fifty copper coins a day, isn't that bad?" Mei'er expressionlessly knocked off Jiang Xingchen's hand and said, "I spent three topaz coins at once, what will I do in the future?"
"Haha, didn't I say, I will find a way! Don't worry, I won't starve you, I will make sure you are fat and fat!" Jiang Xingchen put his hand on the little girl's head again and rubbed it hard twice.
"Let's go and see the kitchen! If we can cook by ourselves, we will never eat bread again!" Jiang Xingchen pulled Mei'er out.
"What are you going to eat if you don't eat pancakes?" Mei'er was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "Do you want to spend all your money? Do you know how expensive vegetables and meat are? Uncle didn't eat them often when he was away..."
"I told you that I would buy you ten pounds of meat every day!" Jiang Xingchen said lightly and stepped into the kitchen.
Meier's voice stopped suddenly, she bit her lower lip with her neat teeth, lowered her head slightly, and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth.
There is a stove in the kitchen with a rusty iron pot lying on it. Next to the stove, a large wooden basin with a diameter of one meter stands vertically against the wall. At the very back of the kitchen, there is a small pile of charcoal.
"Looks like I can take a hot bath at night! These fifty copper coins are really worth it for a day! The house price is much cheaper than in my own world..." Jiang Xingchen laughed.
After a day of observation and listening, he learned a lot of information. For example, there are twelve months in a year in this world, but there are thirty-six days in a month. When there are twenty-eight months in a day, it is estimated to be about the same as an hour. Now
It’s November 3rd, the 233rd year of the Qiankun calendar. And in this world, eating and clothing are obviously much more expensive than housing! The reason is naturally that productivity is backward...
"Little girl, it's getting late. Let's buy five more white flour cakes. It's too late to buy things and make them yourself!" After looking at the environment in the kitchen, Jiang Xingchen turned around and said.
"And eat white flour cakes!" Mei'er snorted angrily, rolled her eyes, and stretched out her little hand: "Bring me the money, I'll buy it!"
"Don't you still have ten copper coins in your hand?" Jiang Xingchen said with some surprise.
"You!" The little girl was choked back by a word, panting heavily and waiting for Jiang Xingchen with her eyes wide open.
"What are you looking at? I still have use for those three topaz coins. We will rely on them from now on!" He said, tapping the little girl's head lightly and urging: "Go quickly!"
Seeing Jiang Xingchen's resolute tone, Mei'er bulged her lips vigorously, and finally compromised. However, when she turned around, she still muttered dissatisfiedly: "You just spend it, and I'll see what you do when it's all spent."
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Watching Mei'er leave the kitchen, Jiang Xingchen smiled and shook his head, then walked into the courtyard...
About a month later, Mei'er returned to the courtyard. As soon as she walked to the kitchen door, she heard the sound of gnashing of teeth from inside: "You use flints to make a fire, and the stove doesn't even have a push-pull bellows. Can it be more primitive? Is there any?"
Don’t even build a chimney... Then you won’t be able to boil a pot of water for three hours!”
"Brother, what's going on? You're saying weird things, are you getting sick again?" Mei'er looked into the kitchen and saw Jiang Xingchen with a dark face, venting his anger and licking the strands carefully.
Break the dry wood and throw it into the stove mouth.
After running into the kitchen, Meier pinched the soft flesh of Jiang Xingchen's waist with two fingers and twisted hard.
"Ouch~" With a long howl similar to the sound of a dolphin, Jiang Xingchen jumped up to a height of more than one meter, and his facial muscles were all out of shape.
"Little girl, what are you doing?" Jiang Xingchen asked almost yelling.
"Ah! Brother, are you okay? I thought..."
"Jiang Meier! This is already the second time..."
"Ah!" Mei'er was frightened by Jiang Xingchen's furious tone. She covered her back with her hands and ran out, followed immediately by the sound of a door slamming from the bedroom.
"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen was slightly startled and murmured: "Is this little girl so fast?"
Exhaling a stale breath, Jiang Xingchen squatted in front of the stove again.
The main reason why he was like this was because he had just tried practicing martial arts.
Originally, he thought that not only could he hear and speak the languages of this world, but he also knew the characters, so he would have no problem writing them. This meant that the most familiar things in this body had been retained. The martial arts he had practiced for so many years, he
It should be right too.
His judgment was not bad at all. Those exercises that were practiced to exert force were as familiar as the body's instinct... but the result was completely opposite to what he had hoped for earlier.
As soon as he exerted his strength, he clearly felt that the complex circuits of Taichu Formation suddenly collapsed, as if his head was about to explode.
It took him a while to recover, and he finally understood that the fog in his mind not only failed to increase his strength, but also conflicted with his cultivation.
But even so, he was not depressed. After all, this is an orderly society, and personal force does not mean everything. Although he also has the dream of being a hero, he is not too keen on it. Just like in his own world, people who want to become a master after watching martial arts movies
There were more people there, and finally a few went to practice martial arts.
But then, he was no longer calm. He took a look with his breathing, only to find that the Taichu Formation, which carried his hope of activating the Yuanquan and living a noble life, had shrunk back to its original size. In other words, the two previous
The energy of the white flour cake is all wasted!
He was already depressed, but brushing the rusty iron pot made him even more irritated. Without grease to wipe the pot, he used a large bucket of water to brush it for half an hour.
Next, he used flint to make a fire, knocking the wood with his handle before igniting the tinder. Then he saw that the fire was not strong and there was no bellows under the stove to blow air. He actually had a funny idea and blew it with his mouth for a long time, and his cheeks were all wet.
I woke up after being unconscious.
So when Meier came back, she saw him using firewood to vent his anger...
Squatting there, he stupidly threw two pieces of firewood, and Jiang Xingchen suddenly jumped up: "Why am I squatting here again? The dinner is still at the little girl's place!"
Thinking back to when he was blowing fire with his mouth just now, Jiang Xingchen felt as if a black crow shouting "second-rate" was flying above his head, with a series of ellipses behind it.
Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Jiang Xingchen ran to the bedroom door. Just as he was about to slap it hard, the door opened with a creak, and the little girl smiled like a flower.
"Brother, let's have dinner!" He held three white flour cakes in his little hands and brought them to Jiang Xingchen.
"There's something wrong. She should be avoiding me and not even opening the door for me..." Jiang Xingchen was a little confused for a moment: "Does this girl have any bad ideas?"
"Brother! Don't be angry. I really didn't mean it just now. I thought you were sick again..." The little girl said as she put the dough into his hand and pulled him into the room, then she was a little shy.
He lowered his head and said: "If you are still angry, Mei'er will probably let you spank your ass..."
Jiang Xingchen was stunned for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on. Instead, he didn't know what to say.
"Brother just called me Jiang Mei'er?" Seeing Jiang Xingchen in a daze again, the little girl asked with her mouth bulging, her eyes twinkling and she was a little nervous.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem? You are my sister, can't I call you by your name?" Jiang Xingchen asked.
"Okay, okay!" Mei'er nodded her little head vigorously, her eyes narrowed into two caterpillars, and she laughed out loud.
"Brother, you eat first, and I'll boil the water!" After saying that, the little girl ran out in a jolt.
"Inexplicable!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head and dropped half a piece of white flour cake in one mouthful. After eating it, he used his breathing method to check the Taichu Formation.
Finding that the Taichu Formation began to spread again, he was relieved, and the depression in his heart slowly dissipated. Previously, he was really afraid that the formation would be destroyed and the Yuanquan would not be stimulated, and that the identity of the noble would be lost in a short time...
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After Jiang Xingchen finished eating the noodles, it was getting dark. After a while, Meier also boiled the water.
Although there is no shower gel, soap, or shampoo, the comfort of soaking in hot water still drives away the fatigue of a day's work.
At night, the tight house isolated the cold outside. The two of them were covered with thick quilts and slept particularly soundly...
Early the next morning, after Jiang Xingchen finished washing, he told Meier: "Brother, go earn money to support the family. Just stay at home and play and don't go out!" Then, he walked out of the courtyard while Meier gritted her teeth.