In December of the first year of Jiayou, Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty.
The winter wind was slightly cold, but no snowflakes fell.
In a hilly area covered with mountains and forests, twenty miles outside Bianliang, Tokyo.
Lu Yao was woken up by a gust of cold wind. Just as he tightened his old cotton-padded jacket and prepared to fall asleep again, he suddenly remembered something and opened his eyes suddenly.
What caught his eyes was only some faint light. At this time, the morning light was dim and time had just passed. Due to the weak light, there were not many things that could be seen. He could only see the rough lines of some tree trunks around him and the ones in front of him.
An SUV car.
"What bad luck!" Lu Yao cursed, remembering what happened last night.
He was originally the team leader of a scientific research unit. Because of his good work performance in recent years and winning many honors for the company, he was promoted to deputy director by his leadership.
Yesterday happened to be the weekend and he drove home to share the joy of promotion with his parents. After spending a pleasant day, he planned to rush back to the city at night.
Because her younger sister is in her third year of high school and will take the college entrance examination next year. She needs to make up classes on Saturdays, so she doesn't go home with her older brother.
Lu Yao's parents were also worried that their daughter would have no food to eat in the city. After Lu Yao had dinner, they urged Lu Yao to go back quickly so that their daughter could have a hot meal.
With his parents reluctant to leave, he hurried back home with a trunk full of love and the materials and notes he had reviewed for the college entrance examination.
Who knew there would be an accident just halfway through the journey.
Lu Yao looked at the road ahead with interest, but suddenly a dazzling light appeared in front of his eyes.
The strong light made him unable to open his eyes. He thought it was a truck rushing towards him, and he hurriedly turned the steering wheel to avoid it.
At this time, he could no longer find his direction. He only heard the sound of breaking through the guardrail. Lu Yao felt as if he was flying into the air. He knew that he had rushed down the cliff, and then his consciousness fell into darkness, and then he woke up.
When he arrived, he lay down in front of his car.
"But it's good that I'm not dead. It only takes a day to find my location by making a rescue call. There's also no shortage of food in the car. Let alone a day or a week, there won't be any problem." As he spoke, Lu
Yao opened the car door and took out the mobile phone in the car.
When the screen turned on, Lu Yao was stunned. There was no signal on his phone!!!
"Isn't it said that the mobile network has achieved full coverage? How come there are still places without signal? What the hell did I fall into?"
Lu Yao knew that no matter how much he blamed others, there was nothing he could do, so he still thought of ways to find out if there was anyone else here. As long as he found someone, he would have hope of being rescued.
Lu Yao wanted to put his cell phone in his pocket, only to realize that the cotton-padded jacket he was wearing did not have pockets, but looked like the shabby cotton-padded jackets worn by poor old people in the 1980s.
Are your clothes broken?"
With no time to think about such small things, Lu Yao put his cell phone in his arms and walked down the mountain road.
It didn't take long for him to come to a wide gravel road. The road was very wide and could accommodate at least three cars parallel to each other.
There is a clear stream on the roadside, and the water hits the underwater rocks, making a gurgling sound.
Just then he heard someone singing folk songs, getting closer and closer to where he was.
Lu Yao looked happy, knowing that he was finally saved, and ran towards the direction of the sound.
After running for five minutes, he finally saw the owner of the voice.
The man was driving a donkey cart leisurely on the road. When he saw Lu Yao running towards him crazily, he was so frightened that he quickly stopped the donkey cart and turned around to run away.
No wonder he was there, anyone who saw someone rushing toward him at dawn would think it was a bandit robbing him.
Seeing the middle-aged man in weird clothes trying to run away, Lu Yao gave up. How could he let him run away after finally encountering a living person? Besides, he couldn't outrun a donkey cart. He hurriedly shouted: "Uncle,
Stop for a moment, I don’t mean any harm, I just want to ask for directions.”
After hearing the words, the old man turned around and saw that the person chasing him was a boy no more than sixteen years old. He was also thin and did not look like a gangster. Then he felt relieved and turned the front of the car around to wait for Lu Yao's arrival.
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Lu Yao finally came to the donkey cart, holding on to the wooden body and gasping for air. He was curious in his heart. He had often exercised before, so why did he feel out of breath after running two steps? Could it be that he had suffered an internal injury?
Okay, let’s talk about this later.
He asked the old man: "Uncle, do you know where this is?"
"Where?" The old man was stunned for a moment and then said: "Young man, you want to ask where this is, right?"
Lu Yao nodded quickly. He felt that his body was a little weak now. He would say as little as possible.
"This is Guojiazhuang. I must have lost my way. I'm very familiar with the roads in this area. You just need to name a place and I can tell you the way home." The old man touched the not-so-luxurious black hair under his chin.
Goatee smiled.
Lu Yao was suspicious. I knew him very well from his home to the city, so he could be worse than you.
But no matter how much he thought about it in his mind, he still couldn't find any information about the place name Guojiazhuang, as if this Zhuangzi never existed.
"It shouldn't be!" Lu Yao sighed.
Seeing Lu Yao's troubled expression, the old man smiled and said: "Young man is still new to the world, so it is normal not to know this place. Just name a place and I will show you the way."
"Uncle, does he know how to get to Huzhou?" Lu Yao asked. He could only place his hope on this old man who seemed very reliable.
"Huzhou?" This time it was the old man's turn to be confused. "I have lived here for decades and have never heard of Huzhou! Young man, have you mistaken the place?"
Lu Yao felt frustrated with this reliable old man. It was as if the two of them were in different time and space. He fell off the cliff and was only ten miles off the road at most. How could Huzhou not know about it?
What? Still not from the 20th century.
Lu Yao sighed and said helplessly: "Old man, please tell me where the largest city is from here, so that I can have a reference. I will just find a place with a signal."
The old man pointed forward in the direction of the road, "Follow this avenue for twenty miles and you will reach Bianliang."
"Bianliang? I'm still in Kaifeng. Uncle, can't you tell me a normal place name?" Lu Yao now feels that this uncle is becoming more and more unreliable. As long as there is another person here, he doesn't want to ask him.
Ask for directions.
"It seems that the young man has some experience. Kaifeng is also in Bianliang. Does the young man want to go to Kaifeng? I can give you a ride, and we happen to be on the same road."
When Lu Yao saw the old man's calm expression, which didn't look like he was lying, he suddenly had a bad expectation in his heart.
Then he looked at his body again, only to find that his shoulders were only slightly higher than the donkey's body, and even his voice was not as rough as before. All these things that were wrong made him feel uneasy.
He asked the old man with dull eyes: "Excuse me, uncle, what year is this?"
"What year? You can say it is the third year of Zhihe, or you can say it is the first year of Jiayou. His Majesty changed the name of the year to Jiayou in September this year."
Hearing these words, Lu Yao's mind was like thunder, and he blurted out unconsciously: "Damn it, did I travel through time?"
The old man raised his hand and waved it in front of Lu Yao's face a few times before he rescued him from the state of shock. "Young man, are you going to Kaifeng yet? If you don't go, I have to leave. If it's a little later, I will I can’t come back in time.”
"Go, go, go? I'll go. Uncle, please wait for me while I go get something."
Lu Yao brought his old man to the entrance of the mountain, and ran directly to the place where he was unconscious before. He stroked his car and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect you to travel through time with me, but you are very lucky. things, so that we won’t starve in the unfamiliar Northern Song Dynasty.”
He opened the trunk and saw farm crops. He was picking here and there, not sure which item to sell in Bianliang. I'm afraid these things are not available in this era, and they probably won't be sold. Finally, he focused on two items. A barrel of rapeseed oil and a box of salt on top.
Even if Lu Yao didn't know history, he still knew that salt had always been controlled by the imperial court and could not be sold by ordinary people. He would probably be arrested as soon as he took it out, so he had to carry out two barrels of rapeseed oil and give the trunk to Close it well.
He also got some weeds to cover up the entire car. He didn't want the car to be discovered by people entering the mountains.
Carrying two barrels of oil down the mountain, and tying a red thread at the mountain pass as a mark, the old man and I set foot on the road to Bianliang in a donkey cart.
The old man took the branch in his hand and gently slapped the donkey on the back. After the pain, the donkey pulled the frame and moved forward slowly.
"Uncle, why are you going to Bianliang so early?" Lu Yao asked curiously.
The old man glanced at the raised thatch on the wooden cart and said with a smile: "What else are you going to do? I'm hunting some mountain goods to sell in Bianliang, and I'm going to buy some rice and salt. Yao'er insists on eating in the city. As for the fried quails, as a father, if nothing else, I can still satisfy my little wish for my son."
"Young man, what are you going to Kaifeng for?" the old man asked.
Lu Yao patted the oil drum next to him a few times and said, "Of course I also do some small business to earn some money for living."
"What kind of black thing is this thing of yours? How much can it be sold for, but it's not enough to eat a bowl of noodle soup in Bianliang?"
Lu Yao smiled and said nothing, unscrewing the bottle cap of a bucket, and instantly the surrounding air was filled with the fragrance of oil.
The old man twitched his nose a few times and sighed: "What a fragrant oil. If you use this oil for cooking and eating, it must be extremely fragrant. If you sell this oil in Bianliang, you will definitely get a good price."
"Since uncle likes this oil so much, I will pour some for you so you can take it home and try it."
"How can you do it? This is what you use to make a living. How can I want it?"
"No problem, uncle took some, which is enough to cover the fare of this trip."
Seeing Lu Yao's repeated requests, the old man agreed. He picked up the water bag next to him and poured it into his mouth.
"Old man, please wait a moment..."
As soon as Lu Yao finished speaking, he saw the old man holding an empty water bag and placing it in front of Lu Yao.
"I want to say, uncle, please leave some for me. I'm thirsty too."
However, Lu Yao still filled the old man's water bag with sesame oil, which was half a bucket.
With the sway of the donkey cart, twenty miles of road is not very far.
At three quarters, Lu Yao finally saw the city walls of Bianliang and the word "Bianliang" engraved on the city gate.
He stood up excitedly, raised his arms and shouted, "Welcome to Bianliang City."