Chu Ci and the hunter chatted for a few more times, and suddenly a few people came down from the mountain.

"Siucai Chu, Brother Qin, do you two know each other?"

The person who was talking was the village chief of Chu Ci and his village. He looked at the big wild boar on the ground with a smile and kicked it with his feet.

"I don't know you. When the wild boar was driven down the mountain, it was this young man Qin who saved me."

"Oh, it's my negligence." The village chief slapped his forehead, "Today we invited Brother Qin and the old hunters in the village to go up the mountain to suppress wild boars. I forgot to tell you that it's best not to leave the village from this route today."

Chu Ci understood that the village said this because of his identity as a scholar. If other villagers had already started cursing.

"It's not your business, I didn't take it to my heart. But now that the wild boar has been beaten to death, it shouldn't matter if it leaves the village."

"This... I'm afraid there are other wild boars. Although they have already beaten four of them, what if..." the village chief was still hesitant.

"I'll accompany Chu Xiucai for a trip." Qin Zhao, who was beside him, suddenly spoke. "I drove the wild boar down the mountain and disturbed Chu Xiucai just now. I'll take care of him. The wild boar in the village was beaten by a big blow

It's almost done, the rest are all small, and it doesn't matter if I don't have it."

"This is good, then Xiucai Chu, please let Brother Qin accompany you." The village chief was afraid that something would happen to the only scholar in the village.

Chu Ci thought about it and it was okay. It was quite safe to have a hunter by his side, so he nodded.

The two walked forward side by side, "I wonder if Brother Qin can tell you the name?"

"Hehe, I don't dare to be it. My name is Qin Zhao. Where are you, Xiucai Chu?"

"Oh, my name is Chu Ci. Where are you from?"

"The people of Qutan Village are just walking about four or five miles out of your village and then turning. It's close to you from the mountain."

"Oh, it turns out that it is, I heard that it is a good place."

"How can you compare to your place? The talents of your Changxi Village are the most enviable villages around you."

"Oh? Why haven't I heard of it?" Chu Ci hurriedly went to search for his memories and found that there seemed to be nothing good in their village.

"It's because of you! As long as people from Yuanshan County know that a fourteen-year-old scholar appeared in Changxi Village. If it weren't for the good feng shui and the ancestral grave, how could such a thing happen?"

When Chu Ci suddenly realized, he was a little shy. I remember that when he was admitted to Peking University, everyone around him looked like this, which made him feel lost for several days.

Chu Ci thought Qin Zhao was very good at chatting. He said more to him today than he had said at home in the past ten days. Taking this opportunity, Chu Ci asked indirectly about the blind spots of the original owner's knowledge, but he hadn't

What is sorted out will naturally be left for the future.

As I was talking, the town arrived.

The three big characters Ping'an Town appear on the city wall. Chu Ci reads ancient Chinese, and it is not worth showing off when you know the traditional Chinese characters.

The gate of Ping'an Town is smaller than that of the county town. There is a yamen runner holding a spear standing on each side of the gate. Chu Ci looked at the style of the old city wall and felt that if his parents could come to study it, he would probably be very happy.

It's right.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad, and he still couldn't let it go. Yet, although their relationship was a little indifferent, they were always a family.

Chu Ci sighed, hoping that he could exchange his body with the ancient Chu Ci so that his parents would not have to bear the pain of losing their son.

It’s useless to think so much now. The most important thing now is how to take good care of that family. Since you have used other people’s shells, even if they are not what he wants, you should take responsibility.

Qin Zhao didn't know what Chu Ci was thinking, but just looked at his face full of sighs, and thought he was remembering the false accusation, so he pulled him away, and said, "Scholar Chu,

We're here, let's go in."

The common people lined up to enter the city, and the yamen runners just looked at them and let them go.

Originally, I had to pay a penny to enter the city, but last year the new county magistrate canceled the money as soon as he arrived. This action also made the officials below very unhappy at that time. However, there were many people entering the city.

After the business was finished, the merchants made more money. The county magistrate took out half of the commercial tax and distributed it to the people from Yuanshan County Government. He suddenly blocked their mouths and also let himself go to Yuanshan County Station.

Stabilize your feet.

They naturally don't need peace towns.

Ping'an Town has four or five large villages and more than a dozen small villages. People come and go every day, which is considered prosperous. Of course, it is definitely incomparable to the county town.

After entering the town, Chu Ci enthusiastically admired the surrounding buildings and furnishings. Sure enough, hearing is not as good as seeing at first sight. Even if the calligraphy and painting are realistic, it is not as shocking as you see with your own eyes. At this moment, Chu Ci felt that he seemed to be real.

He has become an ancient man without his identity as a modern person.

It is autumn now, and it is the time when everything is ripe. The farmers who come to the market carry almost all their own grain or fruits picked from the mountains.

"Scholar Chu, I'll send you here, and I'll have to go there. By the way, you should be able to walk from the main road when you come back."

"Thank you brother Qin Zhao."

"Hi, thank you, a small thing." Qin Zhao waved his hand indifferently and left.

Ancient people were so simple! Chu Ci was very moved. What kind of savages are modern people? Even a primary school student may turn evil.

He shook his head, sighed in his heart, and continued to move forward.

The shops around have already opened, and there is a large cloth banner hanging in front of each shop, with the name of the shop and its main business written on it.

When passing a bun stall, Chu Ci smelled an attractive fragrance. Steamed large buns made of pork and green onions into the pot, it was enough to make Chu Ci, a person who had not been touched with meat for a long time, flowing down three thousand feet.

He touched the bag on his body, which included two cents of silver given by his sister-in-law, and more than twenty copper coins.

"Boss, how much does this bun cost?"

"Customer, our bun costs two cents, it's a big thin skin, and it's so beautiful when you take a bite of oil. How many of them are you going to eat?"

The owner of this bun shop saw him wearing a long gown and thought he was probably quite rich, so he was very enthusiastic.

Chu Ci touched the bag on his body again, and then said, "I've been hurt by eating greasy food recently. I have a lot of oil in meat buns, so forget it."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, and two lines of tears fell in his heart. After traveling through time, he couldn't even buy a meat bun. The quality of life has declined too quickly, right?

"Hey, please don't leave. If you think the meat buns are greasy, we still have wild vegetable buns. After eating them, they will be fragrant, and it costs two cents!"

"Give me two to taste the taste." Chu Ci quickly turned around and took out a penny.

The owner of the bun shop took the money and used bamboo tweezers to hold two buns in oil paper.

After Chu Ci thanked him, he left. The owner of the bun shop looked at his back and thought to himself, "Are you poor or rich?"

Chu Ci found an alley with no one to eat. As a scholar in his past life, Chu Ci still retained the dignity of an intellectual. They usually don’t eat in the street unless they are too hungry.

After eating the two buns, Chu Ci suddenly realized that his life was complete. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether the ingredients are good or not. What’s important is the person’s skills.

There are so many breakfast stalls near high school in my previous life. Each restaurant tastes like essence and seasonings. How can this wild vegetable bun be the original flavor of pure natural and pollution-free?

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, carefully tidied up his clothes, and then walked out with his head held high. His graceful look made the women who occasionally pass by the street look at him.

Chu Ci has read a lot of articles, and it has been popular for a while that grassroots male protagonists have also learned a lot of ways to get rich. Now he is knowledgeable and has a status, so it is best to participate in some competitions and get some bonuses to supplement his life first.

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But after walking around, I basically looked at all the shops in the town. Chu Ci didn't find a gathering place for literati and poets, and of course I couldn't find a place to display my talents.

I made a mistake and forgot that this is a small town, so there is no such high-end configuration in the town. In fact, there is no such place in their county town.

From Chu Ci, we can see that the education level in this place is not so developed, there are not many scholars, and there are not one scholar in a few years. How can so many literati and poets have the leisure to have some party and competition?

It seemed a bit embarrassing to go back like this. Chu Ci came out excitedly to improve everyone's life, rather than walking around and then walking back.

His way of walking around the street fell into someone's eyes.

"Hi, little brother, come here."

When Chu Ci heard that someone else seemed to be calling him, he slowly walked over, "I wonder what this father-in-law is asking for Xiaoke?"

The person who called him was an old man wearing a Confucian shirt. He looked fifty or sixty years old. There was a table in front of him, with four big words "Writing a Letter" written on it.

"I see you walking around, but what are you worried about?"

"Oh, the young man was forced by his family and wanted to find a job to support his family, so he laughed."

"I hear you speak like a scholar, can you write?"

"meeting."

"Okay, please help me see how it is? Just now, Zhuojing suddenly came to me for something. I set up a stall here every day. When I leave today, no one is watching this stall for fear of delaying other people's affairs.

.You only need to give me twenty paper and paper fees, and you will take away all the money you earned on the stall today, and someone will come to close the stall at dusk."

Chu Ci thought for a moment, and then agreed.

He took out twenty words from the bag and handed them to the old man, "I haven't asked the old man for his name."

"I dare not take it. My husband's surname is Chen Xu, and everyone calls me Uncle Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Chen, the young actor Chu Ci is polite."

"Chu Ci? Are you the Chu Ci in Changxi Village who was admitted to the scholar at the age of 14?"

"It's Xiaoke, I'm ashamed." Chu Ci felt a little embarrassed. A scholar was living in such a down-and-out situation.

"If you are ashamed, wouldn't I be ashamed? I know that I was just admitted to the scholar in my destiny. The younger generation is so terrifying. By the way, we are still in the same year." Uncle Chen laughed and looked very proud.

Chu Ci's impression of Chen Bo instantly became very good. A scholar who was open-minded and without sour spirit was definitely a worthy partner.
Chapter completed!