Jiang Ran searched in the closet for a long time, and finally found only a pair of slightly loose pants, and the top could only be slightly modified with one of her own old clothes.
Seeing Tang Ji dressed in pure white women's clothing and sitting on a chair with an enchanting posture, she couldn't help but snickered: "I don't have any men's clothes at home. Let Jiu'er borrow one from Brother Cheng in the alley tomorrow. Master,
Just suffer for one night."
Hearing this, Tang Ji didn't know what to say. He shrugged his shoulders, remembered the topic, and asked, "What happened during the day?"
Jiang Ran poured him a glass of water and explained softly: "Actually, I'm not sure who the other person is, but there's only one person I can think of..."
After a while, Tang Ji finally understood the whole story. There was a rich man who fell in love with her, but she rejected him time and time again. As a result, the man simply showed off his cards and sent someone to capture her and take her back. In the end, she was beaten.
It’s all this damn feudal society’s fault!
Looking at Tang Ji's clenched fists, Jiang Ran frowned slightly, thinking that he wanted to take revenge, and whispered softly: "Master, Lin Zican is the young master of the richest merchant in Yunhuai, you can't fight him."
"Miss Jiang, you are worrying too much." The reason why Tang Ji clenched his fists was because the wounds on his body were aching again. He had just come to this world, and if he wanted money or power, he would definitely not die.
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little miserable. Others who traveled through time were all princes, princes, etc. For example, he had read the novel "The Leisurely Little Prince". The protagonist of that book, Yang An, inherited the identity of the prince at the beginning and got it for nothing.
How come a princess who is as beautiful as a flower becomes completely destitute when she comes to him?
Not to mention the severe beating, he was now more concerned about the identity of the original owner of this body. From the injuries on his chest and the wounds seen in the reflection in the water, it was not difficult to judge that the original owner must have died at the hands of others.
If he cannot find out clearly, he may be in danger at any time!
Fortunately, Tang Ji didn't have nothing. After some tossing in the bathroom just now, the memory of his previous life came back to life, reminding him of all the books and knowledge he had read in his previous life. He also had the ability to have a photographic memory, which made him a pretty good golden finger.
, better than nothing.
After the two sat quietly for a while, Tang Ji asked again: "Miss Jiang, may I ask what dynasty we are in now?"
Jiang Ran looked confused. Could it be that the beating during the day had caused something wrong with his head? Thinking of this, she became nervous: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Ji knew that she had misunderstood, and quickly raised his hand and waved: "Before I was beaten by those strong men today, I was already injured and my memory is missing."
Although he doesn't want to lie to people, he can't say that he has traveled from the future, otherwise he will probably be regarded as a madman.
"Then do you still remember your name?" Jiang Ran continued to ask.
Tang Ji touched his chin and thought for a while. He didn't inherit the memory of this body, so naturally he didn't know the name. However, according to the script of the time-travel novel, the original owner should have the same name as the time-traveler. After thinking about it, he replied: "Just call me Tang Ji."
good."
Seeing that he still remembered his name, Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his face: "There are no dynasties now. The world is divided into three countries. We are currently in Ningguo and Huaizhou."
"Yunhuai County!" Jin'er, who walked in with a wooden tray, heard the topic of their chat and hurriedly added.
Then, she glanced at Tang Ji, who was wearing women's clothing, and chuckled.
Tang Ji was a little confused. Although he was born in science, he was not bad at liberal arts. Is there any Ningguo in history?
"Can you explain in more detail?" Tang Ji asked, spreading his hands.
Jiu'er's eyes lit up, he put the tray on the table, and told all the stories he knew from the teahouse storyteller: "It is said that the tyrant Yang Guang was born extremely vicious. In order to build a canal running from north to south, he oppressed the people...
...If you want to know what happened next time, please listen to the explanation next time!”
Jiang Ran shook his head, pulled her to sit on a chair, and added: "Jiuer's words are a bit exaggerated, but they are generally true. Mr. Tang, can you think of anything?"
Tang Ji had been sitting there stupidly for a long time. According to Jiu'er, the world seemed to have deviated from the long history of history. After Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty dug out the Grand Canal, he was resisted by the people and uprisings were launched all over the world. There seemed to be no problem here, but there was no problem later.
The birth of the prosperous Tang Dynasty turned the world upside down.
From this point of view, he must have traveled to an imaginary or parallel world. It seems that he needs to find some history books to learn more about it.
Tang Ji came back to his senses, shook his head and replied: "No, my mind is a little messy."
Now that I have used the excuse of amnesia, I can only continue to use it.
Jiang Ran sighed. The more the other party acted as if nothing had happened, the more she thought she was the one who caused him to lose his memory. She said softly: "Since the young master has lost his memory for the time being, if you don't mind, please stay at the young lady's house first."
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"Thank you, Miss Jiang." Tang Ji did not refuse. He had just been reborn and had nowhere to go, so he might as well stay.
He raised his head slightly and saw Jiu'er taking out the bowls and chopsticks from the tray and placing them on the table. His eyes widened in shock and he said in shock: "This, is this dinner?"
There were only four small bowls on the tray. Three bowls contained rice porridge mixed with an unknown amount of water, and the other bowl contained dark brown pickles.
"Satisfied, the pickles are sent by neighbors, otherwise we will only have porridge." Jiu'er sat down next to Jiang Ran and began to distribute dinner. Thinking that he was trying to save his own lady from being injured, she handed over the bowl with the most rice grains.
Tang Ji scooped the bowl twice with a spoon. Except for a few grains of rice at the bottom, the rest was all soup. Can this be considered porridge?
Jiang Ran sighed softly and explained: "My family is poor and we don't have much food in store. I hope you don't dislike me."
"No, no!" It can be seen from the family environment that the two little girls are not rich, and they are willing to reward themselves for stuttering. How could Tang Ji dislike it? He giggled, picked up the rice soup and started eating.
This meal was very painful. The pickles were not like the ones he had eaten at his grandmother's house in his previous life. They were bitter and astringent, making it difficult to swallow. However, under the gazes of the two women, he had no choice but to eat them symbolically.
Take a few bites.
After Tang Ji finished drinking, he lay on the table with a weak look on his face, watching the wine licking up all the rice cereal hanging on the edge of the bowl, and asked: "Miss Jiang, don't you eat this kind of thing every day?"
Bar!"
Jiang Ran paused slightly and nodded honestly in response.
Seeing this, Tang Ji completely buried his head in his elbows.
He didn't expect that the girl who took him in was a girl from a wealthy family, but she was able to reward him with a bite of food. Now it seems that he has to rely on himself if he wants to have a full meal!
Tang Ji fell into deep thought again. What could he do with so much advanced knowledge from later generations in his head?
Participate in the imperial examination and get the top prize?
No, being an official is too tiring!
Do business and become a rich man?
It sounds pretty good. In my previous life, I thought money was too vulgar, but now it seems that he is the one who is vulgar!
Tang Ji thought about it carefully. If he could make good use of his economic knowledge at the moment, wouldn't it be like picking up money easily?
Of course, his face can't be used as a decoration. It's okay to throw in a few poems that have been passed down through the ages. Talents were very popular in ancient times, let alone handsome and talented talents. Not to mention having enough to eat and drink.
There is also an oiran who is willing to offer himself a pillow seat and have sex with him...
This is the real way to achieve both career, fame and fortune!
While Tang Ji was in a daze, Jiu'er had already put away the dishes and wiped the table.
Jiang Ran glanced at the sky outside the house through the old window. It was late at night and the light rain had stopped. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. Master, please rest early."
Jiu'er stood aside and said in surprise: "Miss, do you want to give the room to him?"
Jiang Ran nodded slightly, after all, the other party lost their memory because of him.
Tang Ji covered his chest and coughed twice, and asked curiously: "Give me the room, what will you two do?"
"It's okay, there is a small bed in the kitchen for Ji'er to take a nap. She and I squeezed together..." Jiang Ran was just halfway through speaking when she watched him stand up and walk out of the house.
"I'll sleep on the small bed!" Because the clothes didn't fit, Tang Ji walked very carefully for fear of tearing the clothes.
After walking out of the house, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said with a smile: "Good night."
Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a soft smile: "Young Master, please rest early."