Chapter 2 How about I give you one?

Zhao Chuanxin was calculating silently in his heart.

He can control the devil's vine in the Shadow Forest, which can replace the role of the flintlock gun and deal with large beasts.

So, the first thing to do is remove the flintlock gun.

He didn’t know the use of the physical strength potion yet, so he put it aside for the time being.

The detoxification potion costs 6 months of life, but if you are poisoned to death, you will waste a year of life. This can save 6 months of life, which is more cost-effective.

I walked out of the store. Next, I have two choices, return to the Shadow Forest to explore again, or settle here and spend the rest of my life comfortably. If I choose to settle down, my chances of making up for the lost lifespan are slim to none.

In fact, it was to force Zhao Chuanxin to make a choice.

Traveling to the late Qing Dynasty, Zhao Chuanxin felt a huge fear of the gap between the times.

According to the nature of the diary, if he is cautious enough, he might be able to get a lot of longevity rewards. He might be able to survive until the twenty-first century and look at the colorful world in the future again. Woolen cloth.

Then there is nothing to say.

He wrote, "I chose to return to the Shadow Forest to explore."

I settled the hunter and returned to the Shadow Forest without hesitation.

In this day, I experienced too many things. I was exhausted physically and mentally, my steps were as heavy as lead, and my physical strength was exhausted. I had no choice but to rest where I was and wait for my strength to recover.

What

Zhao Chuanxin finally understood what the stamina potion was for.

Close the diary dumbfounded.

At this time, his stomach also growled.

Across the street, the smell of noodles cooking from the snack basket can be heard. He was getting hungrier.

He stood up. After squatting for a long time, he suddenly felt a little dizzy and had low blood sugar.

The person who runs the food stall is a skinny, monkey-like man, and a fairly handsome young man.

As he got closer, Zhao Chuanxin somehow felt that this young man was very kind.

As he got closer, he heard the conversation between the two.

"The rich are afraid of being kidnapped, the ones with girls are afraid of being robbed, the people who are walking are afraid of being robbed, and the people who are going out are afraid of being beaten. Hey, in this world, we ordinary people have suffered a lot." The wretched man commented, criticizing the evils of the times. .

The handsome young man said, "When I go on another caravan trip with my boss, I will save enough money and get some land from the bannermen, and I will have the foundation to live and settle down."

The handsome young man lowered his head, "Precious, why do we people have so much trouble? At that time, the troublemaker wanted to rob Mrs. Zhang's daughter-in-law. When I saw it, I naturally wanted to stop it. Do you think there is no way for the king to do it? I thought back then, My mother and I came to Guanwai from Yunnan. My mother and my wife fell hungry on the roadside, but for the two cakes that Mrs. Zhang kindly gave us.Son, my mother has starved to death a long time ago. ”

“Hum, there are gold belts for killing people and setting fires, but there are no corpses for repairing bridges and roads. This is the way of the world. Those Boxers who originally shouted for an uprising to drive away the foreigners suddenly changed their minds, established a military bureau, went up to the mountains to become bearded bandits, and went to enjoy the good food and drink. The bad things they do are no less than those of Rakshasa ghosts. "

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Zhao Chuanxin, who was walking this way, felt like he was struck by lightning.

He took two steps quickly and asked the handsome young man urgently, "Where did you come from? "He's from Yunnan"

The young man was surprised and didn't know what this man was doing when he ran over from the opposite side rashly.

I saw that this man was about five feet two inches tall. He is 355 feet tall. Although he is not strong, he does not look like a commoner. He looks like he comes from a wealthy family. He wears a khaki stiff short shirt on top and a blue coarse cloth on the bottom, but the weaver is very good. He was wearing trousers and a pair of tan leather short boots. He had seen someone who had returned from studying abroad, but the style of his clothes didn't seem to be like this. It was very weird anyway.

This man's hair was very short. The sideburns are neatly trimmed. Even those with foreign hair styles or foreign devils would not keep their hair so short. They look like monks, but monks don’t groom their hair so carefully.

I didn’t wait. After he reacted, the weird man continued to ask, "You are from Yunnan, is your surname Zhao correct?"

Zhao Zhongyi nodded blankly, "I am." "

Liu Baobao next to him became wary, "Who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin frowned and looked at Liu Baobao, trying to remember, and then tentatively asked, "Your surname is Liu. My hometown is Shandong, and I came here from Guandong. ”

Liu Guoguo smiled disdainfully, “My accent is easy to recognize. There are many people from Shandong.” Besides, some of the Han people here did not come from Guandong."

Zhao Chuanxin was overwhelmed with emotion.

Even he himself could not believe it.

Zhao Zhongyi was his great-grandfather, and Liu Guigui, although he was not sure, he very much suspected that it was him. Ancestors from my mother's side.

The two families have been friends for many generations. By the time of Zhao Chuanxin's father's generation, the relationship had already faded. But what a coincidence, Zhao Chuanxin's father had already been friends. After marrying a descendant of the Liu family, Zhao Chuanxin's mother, the relationship became closer.

Although it is not certain whether Liu Guigui is the one, it is certain that Zhao Zhongyi is basically his. There is no doubt that he is an ancestor.

He remembers that when he was a child, his grandparents would put up a genealogy table for sacrifices, with the portrait and name of his ancestor on it. .

After the grandparents died, this custom stopped. But Zhao Chuanxin liked the atmosphere of the New Year, so he still remembered it.

He also asked about it. The story of my ancestors

My grandfather once said that my ancestors came from Yunnan.Come. My ancestors once offended bandits, and their family was almost wiped out, and their inheritance was cut off.

Now listening to the conversation between the two, they are basically closed.

This made Zhao Chuanxin feel very complicated.

"Well, Gaozu, no, those two, this snack stall belongs to you two, right?"

Zhao Zhongyi nodded immediately, then shook his head, "They are my brothers. Yes, I’m here to help today.”

Just say whatever you ask, you are loyal

Zhao Chuanxin secretly praised, as expected, our loyal and honest nature is rooted in the root. . Ah, you are being honest and honest, this is stupid, you are too honest.

Liu Guogui, who was next to him, rolled his eyes and said, "This stall belongs to me. Why, what can I do for you?"

Zhao Chuanxin was very relaxed at this time, talking to the two Why are ancestors so polite?

He said with a smile, "Since it belongs to you, can you give me a bowl of noodles on credit? I am really hungry. I have been hungry for two days."

Liu Guogui The boss rolled his eyes and said, "It's a small profit, no credit."

Are you so ruthless?

How about I give you a thumbs up

Zhao Chuanxin Thinking of their conversation just now, he said, "You just said you offended the gangsters on the mountain. Maybe I can help with this matter. Just give me two meals and I will help you solve it."

Regarding that past event, he heard his grandfather mention it.

At that time, Zhao Zhongyi was unwilling to trouble others to ask for help due to human feelings, which later led to tragedy. When he was out with the caravan, his wife and mother were both harmed by Taozi, and his son escaped because he went out to play with the bannermen's children.

Now that he is here, he is his ancestor after all, so he must be saved.

I want to save his family, but they don’t even give credit for a bowl of noodles

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