Chen Xiaobei sat blankly on the squeaky broken bed for a quarter of an hour.
He finally figured out something. He traveled through time and space to a parallel world, a place called Dacang Country.
This is a country that cannot be found in history books. Judging from the construction level of the house and the craftsmanship of the table in front of it, it is at most equivalent to the Tang and Song Dynasties in real history. Although, the table is shabby and only has three legs.
While he was deep in thought, a slight sound of footsteps came.
A little girl who was no taller than the table walked in cautiously.
This little girl was probably about five or six years old. Her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, her face was the color of dust, and her clothes were so dirty that the underlying color could no longer be seen.
She walked into the house and timidly came to Chen Xiaobei's bed, "Brother, Qiao'er is hungry."
Chen Xiaobei couldn't help but shudder.
The little girl in front of me is the younger sister of this body, Chen Xiaobei, named Chen Qiaoer.
Even though I was a loser in my previous life, I was still able to earn a living by screwing screws in a factory.
But in this life, Chen Xiaobei's house is really bare. Apart from the bed he sleeps on, there is only a three-legged table. Yes, there is also a water tank in the corner.
Gulu, his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
But his memory told him that there was no food left in their so-called home.
Chen Xiaobei forced himself to stand up, "Let's go out to find something to eat."
After walking out of the room, Chen Xiaobei looked at the home again.
In the yard, there is a big locust tree.
But there is only this big tree.
In the east side room, three bricks support a half-drawn iron pot.
This is what's called a kitchen.
The surrounding courtyard walls are only as high as one person, so you can jump up to the top of the wall with a simple jump.
well.
Chen Xiaobei shook his head. What did I travel through?
I'm not a prince, so I can't stand it. It's okay if I don't give him a gold finger. At least I can give him enough food to eat. But this is good, he doesn't have to eat, and he's also given a burdensome oil bottle.
It's almost noon now, and I'm walking on the village street. I can't see any smoke rising from the kitchens of any house.
This village is called Hetou Village.
The village is close to Qingniu Mountain. In small mountain villages of this dynasty, there is little cultivated land and low output. Ordinary people can not go hungry for a whole year because they have to burn high incense. Therefore, many people endure it at noon and go there.
As for the two brothers and sisters, one is very lazy and the other is too young to eat one meal at a time, which is to be expected.
After walking not far, several people came face to face.
The leader is a second-rate boy from the village named Chen Ermao. On weekdays, this group of people idle around, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and everything else.
Seeing Chen Xiaobei, Chen Ermao laughed all the way, "Brother Xiaobei, I'm going to find you, please give Qiao'er to me."
Next to him, a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, nicknamed Monkey, continued, "Hey, brother Xiaobei, we helped Qiaoer find a good home. Member Zhao in the city is a well-known good man, so Qiaoer will not suffer when he gets there."
Chen Ermao then said, "That's right, as long as Qiao'er enters the Zhao family's door, not only will our gambling debts be wiped off, but I will also give you another five hundred coins."
Chen Xiaobei shuddered, and his memories suddenly came to him.
My idiot, Chen Xiaobei in his previous life actually wanted to use his sister Chen Qiaoer to pay off his gambling debts.
Today is the day when Chen Ermao and others come to collect people.
After hearing what these people said, Chen Qiaoer visibly trembled all over and tightly held Chen Xiaobei's arm.
"Brother, don't sell me out. I'm going to dig wild vegetables right now. From now on, you, rest at home while I go get something to eat..."
Chen Xiaobei's nose felt sour, Chen Xiaobei, no, the dead Chen Xiaobei, you bastard, your own sister wants to sell this evil piece of shit.
He turned his head to look at the poor little girl, raised his hand and patted her head gently.
"Don't worry, I won't do it."
After saying that, he turned to look at Chen Ermao, "You may have heard wrong, I will not sell Qiao'er."
After hearing this, Chen Ermao laughed and said, "Okay, I know that you two are brothers and sisters, so give him to me. You wait at home. I promise you a lot of money, and I will send you home."
Chen Xiaobei shook his head firmly again, "I said, I will not sell my sister. She is my only relative in the world."
After saying that, he protected Chen Qiaoer, took two steps back gently, and picked up half a brick on the ground.
Chen Ermao's expression changed, "Chen Xiaobei, what do you mean? We all agreed the day before yesterday."
Seeing that he was silent, the monkey next to him continued, "Brother, think about it, Qiao'er is only six or seven years old now, and he can't help you. Besides, you are still hungry and full. You
How can I feed her?"
Yes, what the monkey said is true.
During this period, the common people really had no better way besides farming.
Chen Xiaobei's two acres of land had long been subleased to others. The annual rent was 200 kilograms of grain, which was not enough to eat. If it hadn't been for the charity from kind-hearted neighbors, he would have probably starved to death.
But these are not reasons to sell your sister.
Chen Xiaobei shook the brick in his hand again, "I told you, I won't sell my sister."
Chen Ermao's expression finally changed and he waved his hand.
"Go on, grab this person."
Chen Xiaobei was experienced in fighting. He took two steps back and almost leaned against the wall with his sister. It was safest to protect her behind him. The most important thing was that he still had half a brick in his hand.
Monkey cursed, rolled up his sleeves, rushed forward, and raised his hand to strangle Chen Xiaobei's neck.
This was the case in the past. Seeing this posture, Chen Xiaobei immediately surrendered and wished he could kneel down and beg for mercy.
But today, Chen Xiaobei burst out with endless fighting power, swung a brick and hit the monkey on the head.
The monkey was caught off guard and hurriedly dodged, but was still half a beat too late and was hit hard on the shoulder.
The monkey grinned in pain and hurriedly backed away.
"You damn thing, you're looking for death." Upon seeing this, Chen Ermao rushed forward again.
Originally, Chen Ermao thought that because he was half a head taller than Chen Xiaobei, he would be enough to intimidate the opponent, but he didn't expect that Chen Xiaobei would hit him with a brick in the face without saying a word.
Seeing Chen Xiaobei working so hard, Chen Ermao also quickly took two steps back.
Chen Xiaobei stared with red eyes and said fiercely, "I'll say it again, I won't sell my sister."
Looking at Chen Xiaobei who was going crazy, Chen Ermao stamped his feet and shouted, "Chen Xiaobei, don't forget, you still owe me two taels of silver."
Chen Xiaobei sighed with emotion after hearing this. It was true. He had been gambling all night and lost to Chen Ermao and two taels of silver.
Now it seems that this is a trap. Just to force him to sell his sister.
The monkey next to Chen Ermao blinked, "Chen Xiaobei, please think clearly. With your conditions, I'm afraid you won't be able to get even a copper plate, let alone two taels of silver!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Ermao chuckled and said, "Yes, if you don't give me money, I will pay you back."
Thoughts flashed through Chen Xiaobei's mind. It seemed that this matter would not be solved unless he was a little cruel today. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Give me ten days and I will pay you back."