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[Anti-theft, one-hour replacement]

"Caizhou?!"

Jin Qian leaned his neck hard and read two words from the stone carved door plate on the gate tower of the magnificent blue brick city in front of him.

Cai Cai Cai, Cai Zhou?

Jin Qian, who had a half-open mouth, was now full of black lines on his face.

It took seven or eight days to use the light skills that had just been practiced to jump up and down, which was comparable to the national treasure golden snub-nosed monkey, and finally saw a place that looked like a town. Just looking at this □□, Jin Qian could only choose to be dumbfounded again.

Although he is not a highly talented student, he has received nine years of compulsory education in a decent manner. However, the explanations in geography textbooks that "China has a vast land and abundant resources, with an area of 960 square kilometers and 56 ethnic minorities" are obviously too advanced. For an ancient road idiot who only knows "Chang'an" and the like for ancient place names, it is obviously a technically difficult operation project to judge the current geographical status quo.

After straightening the package tied around his waist, Jin Qian walked to the city gate with a hard head.

The flat background image that appeared on the costume TV series instantly spread out in a three-dimensional shape in front of you.

The streets are straight, lined with shops, and the signboards of each shop are written on the curtains of different colors. The streets were bustling with people, men, women and children, most of them dressed in ordinary clothes and darker colors, but at least they were neat and tidy compared to Jin Qian.

Jin Qian walked and looked around, thinking about the current background of the times.

First of all, of course, it is not the Qing Dynasty: the men on the street have their hair combed in a bun, and there is no penchant for half-bald heads. Secondly, it is not the Tang Dynasty: look at the necklines of those women, and the slightest wind is not transparent. I remember that the Tang Dynasty was said to be the forefront of fashion in the world at that time, and most women were beautiful with open chests and open backs. In the end, it was concluded that it was about one of the remaining Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties -- but with Jin Qian's poor historical knowledge, it was really impossible to judge.

At such times, it is necessary to have the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions.

Thinking of this, Jin Qian made up his mind and stopped an uncle who seemed to be easier to talk to.

"Uncle, I would like to ask what time it is?"

The uncle didn't look like a high-end product in a cloth coat, but when he saw Jin Qian's hand, he still dodged back, avoiding his body, and said, "It should be almost time." ”

Corpse?

Before Jin Qian could make a few black lines, the uncle walked away with his legs in the wind.

"Hey......" Jin Qian's half-cut words were stuck in his throat, and he was stunned. Looking at the uncle's appearance, it looked like he was carrying some kind of plague.

Looking down at his honorable face, Jin Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I can't imagine that I am a dignified person in the future, but now I am like a wild man. No wonder the uncle avoided it, and stayed in that barren mountain and forest for more than a year, but there was no water to bathe, and now the hairs on his body are exuding a strange smell. In addition, in the past few days, I have been in a hurry to travel, which has made me even more like an African refugee with a face full of vicissitudes and a skinny - to be honest, it is good not to think of myself as a member of the beggar gang.

Thinking about the question just now, it seems that I didn't ask it properly.

The uncle's answer seemed to be the time it was. Jin Qian counted with his fingers, it should be almost eleven o'clock, no wonder his stomach has a tendency to sing empty city plans - fortunately, he was forced by his father to memorize the charts of the zodiac signs before, and he can barely convert the time, otherwise wouldn't he become an idiot who can't even read time now......

But how to ask?

Dude over there, how many years is it now?

Jin Qian does not think that people in this era can come up with an academic answer: it is 2007 AD.

Wait, you can ask who is the leader of this era? Maybe you can even meet the name of the emperor you are familiar with.

Thinking of this, Jin Qian hurriedly stopped another young man.

"This old man, may I ask who the emperor is today?"

The young man seemed to be taken aback, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly waved his hand and ran away.

Jin Qian was very strange, and asked a few more questions one after another, but unexpectedly the reaction was the same, and he regarded himself as a madman.

It wasn't until a kind aunt reminded him that Jin Qian suddenly realized.

"Young man, don't ask nonsense, who can call the emperor by his name? This is a big crime!"

The aunt whispered in Jin Qian's ear before leaving.

Jin Qian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Only then did I realize that I had made a big mistake. The ancient emperor was a very stingy guy with his name, and he also had a lot of experience in beheading people and executing them at Ling Chi.

But what does that "lad" mean?

Tugged the clothes on his body, and looked at a certain part that was getting flatter and flatter, Jin Qian was moved:

Do you still have a bit of "crossdressing" talent?

"Yuanhui Pawnshop" is located on the East Street in the city, and it is the largest pawnshop in the city. The pawnshop owner's surname is Li, and he is known for being harsh and stingy. But this is also natural, but whoever runs a pawnshop, how can there be a person who is willing to give?

On this day, it was almost noon, and there was no business in the pawnshop, but the restaurant next door was crowded.

A young man in a cloth hat was sitting at a one-man high counter catching flies, when he heard a noise at the door, and a man hurried in.

When I looked at this person, the guy couldn't help but be a little funny. When will it be the turn of this pawnshop to call Hanako?

The person who came was thin, dressed in a coarse cloth short coat, stained with wind and dust, and there were a few tattered sleeves, and when he looked at this person's face, it was even more miserable. His hair was messy, his face was full of dust, his thick eyebrows were full of dust, and only a pair of slender eyes were still bright, and he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Man, this is a pawnshop, right?" the visitor asked.

The man glanced lazily and replied, "Exactly, but can I ask the guest officer whether he is alive or dead?"

Anyone who has been in a pawnshop for a long time will inevitably develop a pair of skills to recognize people and things. Seeing that this man is ragged and untidy, there must be nothing good to do. Presumably, it's the kind of poor people who can't get by, and they pawn clothes for a living.

"What does it mean to be dead?"

"To live is to be redeemable, but to die is not redeemable. You can get more silver taels in death than you do in life. The man replied with an eyebrow. Xindao: This person is really poor, and he has never even entered a pawnshop, and he has never even heard of life or death.

"Then die. ”

Without thinking about it, the person who came put the package tied around his waist on the counter.

The man reached for the package and opened it to examine. As expected, there were just some common robes inside, not much different from the texture of the clothes on the people who came to the object. Judging by the quantity, it is worth at most twenty copper coins.

"Five copper coins. The guy said.

"Huh?" the people at the counter seemed to be a little surprised, and couldn't help but froze, "So little, can't you be more?"

"What? These five copper coins are still more for you, just your rags, and someone else wants it. The man looked displeased and threw his burden aside. This is a common method in pawnshops. Generally, most of the people who come to this pawnshop are in a hurry to wait for money, so the more they say that the pawn is worthless, the faster they can make a business.

Sure enough, the person under the cabinet showed a look of embarrassment. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly unfastened his belt and pulled out a cloth bag from within.

"And how much is this worth?"

The man took the cloth bag and looked at it carefully. The bag was no more than two inches in size, and the inside seemed to be layered on top of each other, quite thick, and the bag had two long straps tightly fastened to the owner.

Untie the long belt and unfold the cloth bag, and the guy can't help but be surprised.

This is not an ordinary cloth bag, but a long cloth bag about two inches wide is rolled up. The long bag was unfolded, and there were more than three feet, and two rows of very neat silver needles were tied to the long bag. Brilliant streamer, dazzling, delicate needles, the number of more than hundred.

"Guest officer, do you want to be too?" At this time, the guy suddenly seemed to be a different person, and asked with a smile on his face.

The man under the cabinet nodded.

"Is the guest officer going to live or die?"

"Death. ”

When the guy heard it, he was overjoyed. Since he was apprenticed in this pawnshop, he has also developed some eyesight to recognize treasures. Although it is not possible to explain the origin of these silver needles, it is absolutely certain that they are not extraordinary. Now this person is saying that he should die, and such a great opportunity cannot be missed.

"Okay, the guest officer is ...... less"

"Wait!"

The person under the cabinet suddenly reached out and snatched the silver needle belt back: "I still don't take it from here." The clothes just now are worth a little money, so I'll take a look at the pawnshop in front of me. ”

"Hey, officer, don't be busy. As soon as the man saw that the treasure in his hand was about to fail, he hurriedly shouted, "It may be that I didn't look carefully just now, let me re-evaluate the value." ”

Pretending to look at the packages on the counter, but thinking about the silver needles. After a while, the guy had a plan in his heart, looked up and said, "This guest officer, I didn't see it clearly just now, in fact, these clothes are worth ten copper coins." ”

"I'll go to the pawnshop in front of me......"

"Wait, I—I'll see. The man was a little anxious, and glanced at the needle bag in the hand of the person under the cabinet, "Fifteen copper coins." ”

"Forget it......" the man was about to lift his leg and leave.

"Wait...... 2. Twenty copper coins ......"

“……”

"Alright, alright!" the guy closed his eyes and snapped his heart, "a penny." ”

"A penny?" the man looked at the man with some confusion.

"It's already fifty copper coins, and it can't be more. "Dude.

The person raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sure enough, this pawnshop is real." Okay, it's up to you!"

When the man heard this, he hurriedly wrote down the pawn ticket, took out a bunch of money from the cash drawer and handed it to the visitor.

Seeing the people who came to pack the copper coins with happy faces, the guy was finally relieved, and hurriedly asked, "This guest officer, can you give me a careful appraisal of the cloth bag in your hand?"

"Isn't the bag already there?" the man asked, looking surprised.

"I mean that little cloth bag in your hand. ”

"Oh...... You mean this......" The man under the cabinet raised the bag in his hand, smiled, and stuffed it back into his waist, "I seem to have enough money, so this is not appropriate." ”

"W-what?" the guy was stunned for a moment.

The person under the counter suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the one-person-high counter, leaned his face closer and said: "Boy, five thousand years of bargaining experience is not blown, and you still have a few hundred years of skill." ”

With that, he turned and left. But when he walked to the door, he turned his head and asked a very strange question.

"Man, what year is it?"

The guy was shocked for a while, but he didn't even think much about the inappropriateness of this question, but replied intuitively: "Qingli three years." ”

Hearing this, the man suddenly half-opened his tongue, raised his eyes to look at the sky for a long time, and then covered his forehead with one hand and slowly came out.

The remaining guy was in a daze for a long time, and then he suddenly remembered the situation at this time, and couldn't help but sweat coldly.

A bag of rags is actually worth a lot of money, how to explain this to the shopkeeper?

People who can negotiate the price from the pawnshop, except for the gold piety that has fallen from modern times to ancient times, naturally do not think of others. But despite this extraordinary act, Jin Qian was not happy in his heart. First, even if the bag of tattered clothes relied on the "one hundred and eight silver needles" left by the master as a "support", it did not get much money; second, the era in which he lived was even more confusing.

"Qingli three years?" Jin Qian sulked his head, thought about it repeatedly for a long time, and had no clue.

If you want to say anything about Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong or Zhenguan and the like, I still have a little impression, and now this "Qingli" ......

Why don't you send yourself directly to the Qing Dynasty, you can count yourself as having seen "X Zhu Gege", "X Xi's Private Interview", "Joking X Long" and so on many times, although you can't be called a historian, but it's more than enough to be a half-immortal or something.

But now, in this era of "no health in the past, no work in the future", there is still room for this belly of historical knowledge (note: referring to the TV series just now)?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt stuffy, Jin Qian couldn't help but hurry up, and walked a few steps, but he felt that his steps were weak for a while, and then he realized that he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his stomach had already begun to protest.

Just when he smelled the aroma of rice, Jin Qian raised his eyes and saw a restaurant standing in front of him. didn't bother to study the name of the restaurant, Jin Qian rushed in according to the taste. (How does it look like some kind of animal?)

The little second in the store was more familiar than the pawnshop guy, and although his face was not good, he didn't knock Jin Qian out of the door, but just let her sit on the table in the corner.

Knowing that he was now below the poverty line, Jin Qian did not dare to act rashly, and after asking Xiao Er in detail, he carefully ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles for two pennies. As soon as the noodles were served, Jin Qian was even more aggrieved. I saw that the noodles in the bowl were as thick as fingers, and they broke when they were clamped, and there were only a few malnourished greens floating on the soup noodles.

Sure enough, it's cheap and not good.

Jin Qian sighed secretly in his heart and ate hard.

There is a saying that if you inquire about the news and understand the situation, you will inevitably go to teahouses, restaurants and restaurants. Because of the large number of people coming and going in these places, the so-called many people are mixed, so the latest and fastest news can often be found in such places.

Jin Qian struggled with the noodles with his cheeks as he pricked up his ears to keep an eye on the sounds around him, hoping to gain something.

But a bowl of noodles has bottomed out, and Jin Qian can't help but be disappointed.

Don't people in this era know how to care about national affairs? Look, what kind of idle gossip has been talked about for the past half a day. What is Widow Zhang on West Street taking Chinese characters again, Brother Li on South Street marrying a daughter-in-law, and the dog in the back street is in heat again...... It was all a bunch of □□ news, and the whole restaurant was almost buried in pink smoke.

Jin Qian, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally angrily discharged two big coins and raised his legs to go out. But before he could step out, a piece of news drifted into Jin Qian's ears - and it was a news that made Jin Qian almost pounce on the ground.

"Recently, there was a strange news circulating in Bianliang, the capital. ”

"Oh, what's the news?"

"It seems that there is a woman who claims to be the original partner of today's horse master to Kaifeng for thousands of miles to find a husband, and she also sued Kaifeng Mansion. ”

"Master Horse, are you talking about the champion who won the championship in the Golden Palace this year, and was later recruited by the princess as a concubine?"

"Exactly, exactly. ”

"Brother, this is not a joke, how can a dignified horse master have an original wife?"

"That's why it's strange news. And the Kaifeng Mansion Yin did not rise to the court to ask about the case, presumably it was just a rumor in the countryside. ”

"I think it's ...... too"

The topic continued to return to the peachy news before, and the voice gradually became inaudible.

Jin Qian stood at the door for a long time, and it wasn't until Xiao Er stepped forward to talk that he came back to his senses and left silently.

What did you hear just now?

Walking to the side of the road, Jin Qian put his hands on the wall, buried his head between his arms, and exhaled for a long time.

Now I finally know what age it is. Although I can't say the specific year, I don't know who the current emperor's brother is. But just rushing to the three words "Kaifeng Mansion", Jin Qian can sing a song to comment on the background of the era.

is the so-called: Kaifeng has a bag of Qingtian......

Lao Bao, since we are fortunate to come to this time, it is really a bit unreasonable not to see your old man, a historical celebrity!