The autumn air is crisp and the wind is gentle and sunny.
Jiangyun Prefecture is located in the southern part of the Wei Dynasty and has a warm climate, which is warmer than other prefectures.
Even though winter is about to come, many pedestrians on the road are still wearing short-sleeved shorts.
Afternoon.
Pedestrians come and go in Songyi City.
Baiwei Street is one of the most prosperous neighborhoods in Songyi City.
This place brings together delicacies from all the major states in the Wei Dynasty, claiming that you can taste hundreds of flavors in the world.
So it is called Baiwei Street.
"Good"
"Wonderful"
Warm cheers erupted in Bidan Tea House.
On the storytelling table, the young gentleman spoke eloquently.
"The night was deep and everything was silent.
Just as Ning Caichen was about to fall asleep, he felt someone entering his room.
He hurriedly sat down When he got up, he saw that the person was the beautiful girl from the family in the north courtyard. He vaguely remembered that the girl's name was Xiaoqian.
Ning Caichen was surprised and asked why the girl came to the niche.
Xiaoqian smiled charmingly"
""
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With a striking shot, Mr. ended today's content "Want to know Let’s hear what happened next time.”
“Ah”
“It’s gone now”
“No, we just got to the exciting part”
"Little sir, let's play again, it's still early."
In the teahouse, the guests expressed that they had not heard enough.
Behind the storytelling desk is a young scholar of sixteen or seventeen years old.
The young man's face has good facial features, but he is a little dark and a little thin.
He was dressed like a scholar in a green shirt, and he exuded the spirit of a scholar.
"No, no, my throat won't hold up if I keep talking."
Lin Zheyu waved his hand and said.
His voice was a little hoarse, and after speaking for more than an hour, his throat felt a little unbearable.
"What can I do? I won't be able to sleep tonight."
"The little gentleman is so hateful that he stopped here."
In Amid the reluctant cries of the guests, the young man bowed his hands and walked off the stage.
"A young gentleman with a great talent can actually write such a charming story. Even people of my age can't help but yearn for it."
The teahouse steward said with a smile.
The steward’s name is Wu Yinghe. He is a wealthy middle-aged man who looks like a smiling Buddha all day long.
"Excuse me, I'll just eat for a living."
Lin Zheyu waved his hand and took the silver coin handed over by the steward.
"This one hundred and thirty-eight cents is a reward from the guests, and this hundred cents is my wages today."
"Looking at the hard work you said, give me You got a little wage increase," the steward Wu Yinghe said with a smile.
More than ten days ago, Lin Zheyu volunteered to write a letter and said that he would not pay for it.
Wu Yinghe was still a little reluctant at first.
After all, Lin Zheyu is too young and has not enough experience, so he does not seem to be able to speak well.
But he was a kind-hearted person. Seeing that Lin Zheyu looked miserable, spoke elegantly, and was a scholar, he let him give it a try.
Anyway, I won’t give you any money.
I didn’t expect that this young man’s storytelling skills were average, but his stories were surprisingly exciting.
Since they let Lin Zheyu tell stories, more and more tea drinkers came here because of their excellent stories.
The tea house’s business is getting more and more prosperous.
"Thank you, steward." Lin Zheyu thanked him.
Leave the teahouse and walk on Baiwei Street.
On both sides of the street are a dazzling array of delicacies, and the fragrance is refreshing, making Lin Zheyu's index fingers move.
It has been more than a month since he came to this world, and he has adapted to life here.
Recalling the tragic days when he first came into this world, Lin Zheyu still has lingering fears.
The city where the predecessor was located was captured by the rebels. Their family was a wealthy businessman in Jiunan City. They knew the news in advance and moved their family.
However, he still did not escape bad luck.
On the way to the Central Plains, I encountered bandits, and my parents and relatives were separated.
After many days of wandering around among the refugees, we arrived at Songyi City.
Not long after arriving in Songyicheng, his predecessor could no longer hold on, and Lin Zheyu took over his body.
When he first arrived, Lin Zheyu’s stomach was full of dirt, bark, and weeds, and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn’t pass stool for several days.
It wasn’t until one day that I drank dirty water and caused diarrhea that I got better.
But it almost cost me my life.
"I would also like to thank Miss Ren Qingying from the Ren Mansion. Without the gruel she gave me, I would have burped again just after I was reborn."
Lin Zheyu sighed.
The Ren family is a famous family in Songyi City. Ren Qingying is a kind-hearted person and is a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of many refugees.
If they hadn’t cooked porridge many times for relief outside the city, Lin Zheyu would definitely not have been able to survive.
"It smells so good"
Walking on the street, Lin Zheyu sniffed his nose and heard a gurgling sound from his stomach.
He dug into his pocket and resisted the urge to buy.
I just saved a little money, but I can’t squander it casually.
In this world, apart from storytelling, Lin Zheyu can’t find a good way to make money.
Originally, he was ambitious and wanted to make a name for himself in this world by relying on his thinking and knowledge from his previous life.
But soon, the cruelty of reality woke him up from his sweet dream.
After several attempts, Lin Zheyu found that he knew nothing.
Fortunately, in his previous life, he liked to listen to Lao Guo's storytelling, and he learned some simple insights from it.
In the end, he got a job as a storyteller by relying on the stories from his past life.
His storytelling skills are average and his face is average.The ability to express facial expressions and emotions is excellent, and the story is excellent.
Overall, it’s pretty good, and it’s enough to make a living.
"Now I have saved a few taels of silver, but I don't know if it is enough to learn a martial art."
"This world is too chaotic. Without clans and clansmen around me, I am alone." It's easy for one person to be bullied."
Lin Zheyu tightened the money in his pocket.
He has been robbed several times.
Because he was alone and had no relatives to rely on, he came to this world and suffered a lot.
Even if he is reporting to the official, there are so many things going on in the government office, how can he care about such a small thing as Lin Zheyu.
Fortunately, the world is in chaos, so he is not without support.
Lin Zheyu looked at the data in his consciousness. This thing has existed since he came into this world.
Tiandao rewards those who work hard
Name Lin Zheyu
Source Force 1
Skills None
This is where he comes After this world, appears in the mind.
As long as Lin Zheyu works hard enough, every time he exercises and breaks through his physical limits, he can gain 1 unit of source power.
Using source power can improve skills.
He tried it once a few days ago. After breaking through his physical limit that time, his whole body was sore for a week before he recovered.
"Ordinary exercise movements cannot be counted as skills. I wonder if martial arts in this world count."
Lin Zheyu thought to himself.
The force value in this world is very strong.
Before Jiunan City was captured by the rebels, the predecessor’s family had a lot of warriors, and they were so powerful that it was easy to fight one against ten.
Unfortunately, he was a weak scholar in his former life. He only wanted to obtain fame and did not acquire any martial arts.
Cross Baiwei Street.
We walked a few miles further, passing by the square, turning through the streets and alleys, and arrived at the much dilapidated Baishan neighborhood.
This place is far away from the core area of Songyi City. It belongs to the outer city and is populated by poor people.
Lin Zheyu just arrived here and did not have enough money, so he could only rent a small house here to transition.
Fortunately, my storytelling has gradually improved, and I have accumulated a lot of money. It is time to move to the city.
"It smells really bad."
Lin Zheyu pinched his nose, unable to stand the smell of Baishan Street.
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