"So, what kind of thing is this?"

Ye Yi squatted on the doorrail of his house basking in the abundant sunlight, looking at the crowded street in front of him, while hula and picked up the vegetable porridge in his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is an ordinary town, the streets of the town are crowded, so lively, it stands to reason that no matter how lively it is, it is just a town, but the special thing is that the men who come and go in this town are very bald in front of their heads, and there is also a pigtail-like braid hanging on the back of their heads.

For Ye Yi, this impression has always only existed in those highly toxic Qing palace dramas.

So, what's the situation now?

Touching the back of his head, the same long braid like a pig's tail, and a big lump on the back of his head, he grinned in pain when he touched it. Looking at the hands again, the big hands, which were originally well maintained, have become small and yellow, and there are still a few calluses in the palms, which are caused by holding the brush for many years.

In the mirror, the original ordinary face became much more tender and very unfamiliar, and even the big dragon in his trouser pocket became a small caterpillar.

So, the situation is very clear, he Ye someone has crossed.

After three days of observation, he finally confirmed this judgment. Himself, a **** young man in the 21st century, has experienced the party's red education, a glorious Communist Youth League member, a single nobleman who is twenty-five years old, and has the ability to save the world.

"Okay, in fact, to sum up, this older single ** silk traveled to the end of the Qing Dynasty and became a fifteen-year-old little child. ”

After drinking the vegetable porridge in the bowl, Ye Yi sighed sadly, and then couldn't help but let out a fart, and walked into the door with his hands behind his back.

Inside the house is a dilapidated mansion, three bedrooms and one living room, and it is only this condition for him to have a mortgage on his back in his previous life, but the house is dilapidated and deserted, the furniture is also very sparse, and there are a lot of cobwebs in the corners.

This home is obviously dilapidated!

The original name of the body master he crossed was Cheng Yun, which means "riding the clouds", the family has been a scholar for several generations, and his father was also admitted to a show talent in the Qing Dynasty, but the show talent of this era is not worth a few dollars, especially after Cixi ordered the abolition of the imperial examination system a few years ago, his status has shrunk seriously, and the environment of the family can only be said to be average.

His mother, the owner of the body, died of childbirth when he gave birth to him in his early years, and the father, who has always boasted of being pregnant, has never met him, and is a typical man with a serious illness and worries about the country and the people, drank too much alcohol and drank himself to death 2 months ago.

And Cheng Yun, the original owner of this body, was sent to study in the provincial middle school by his father last year, and it was already half a month later when he received the news of his father's death and rushed back, and most of the family property disappeared inexplicably under the hands of several relatives.

This guy is also a stuffy man, and he is cowardly by nature, and he knows that something is wrong in his stomach, but he doesn't dare to squeak, so that those rats who were still afraid of him are even more triumphant, and he has been ridiculed many times, so that he is full of grievances and sadness at a young age, and a lot of things are piled up in his heart, and he is even more gloomy and dull all day long, unpleasant, and the public opinion that was originally a little biased towards him has also calmed down in the town, and the neighbors talk about it mostly as ridicule on weekdays.

However, although this guy is cowardly and useless, he is quite pure and filial, and he actually plans to give up his studies in the provincial city and keep filial piety for his father at home for three years.

Eating clear soup and water every day, vegetarian vegetarian fasting, the already not very good body is even weaker under this unnutritious diet, and the mood is depressed all day long, and he has a muddy nightmare, 3 days ago, he accidentally fell in the house, his head knocked on the wall, and he actually hung up without coming up in one breath, and let Ye Yi, who crossed over, occupy his body.

"So, what's next!"

Putting the clean porcelain bowl on the table, Ye Yi touched his forehead, which might have been a little painful due to the sequelae, sat on a chair in the hall, and began to think about his future.

"First of all, my crossing is unchangeable, even if I want to go back, there is no way, I can only come and be safe. ”

"Then, since I occupy this body, I have to think about my future, as a traverser, a trip, not to mention setting off a storm, if you still live at the bottom like a lifetime, you must be sorry for the name of your traverser!"

I have seen such a sentence on the Internet before: Wear clear and do not rebel, chrysanthemum electric set drill.

That's right, but if I'm not mistaken, this year is already 1910, and it's July, if I'm not mistaken, the Xinhai Revolution will break out in Wuhan on October 10 next year, and my Qing Dynasty will also disappear in this revolution, just like the grasshopper after the autumn.

So you basically don't have to think about rebellion.

Secondly, if you want to start an industry or something like that, don't think about it without a certain foundation, the next era will be more and more ****, and in this ancient land, it is not possible to live in peace at all. Unless he can go to the United States, but the status of Chinese people in the United States is very low, and it is not necessarily a good thing to go, let alone that he does not have the money, so this choice is also passed.

Either you want to be a warlord, and as long as you judge the situation according to your own understanding of the future, you will definitely be able to live until after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

He had no money, no power, no relationships, and the best way to become a warlord was to join the army, and for him, who was extremely afraid of death, the word "joining the army" only flashed in his mind and he immediately said goodbye.

Some other choices cannot be achieved in terms of his age, and after thinking about it, Ye Yi came to a conclusion: The best choice for himself now is to return to the provincial capital to continue his education, and act at the opportunity when the time comes.

"Then it was decided, although the scholars in this era are not worth much, but they can always be better mixed up with a way out, the tuition fees of the provincial middle school have been paid for a year at the beginning of the year, and there is no shortage for the time being, as for next year, it should be enough to dispose of the few acres of land at home at that time. ”

Thinking of his own way out, Ye Yi hammered his palms and settled down.

"It's not too late. After making up his mind, Ye Yi immediately wanted to take a walk around the town, and after taking care of the matter, he would go back to school in the provincial capital. It just so happened to be a good time to shop, and it has been a few days since he came to this era, except for the first day when he went to the pharmacy, he really hasn't had a good visit.

Cheng Yun's memory, he only inherited part of it piecemeal, not completely.

After cleaning the pots and bowls slightly, Ye Yi wiped his hands dry, took the key and locked the door and went out.

To be honest, he was very unaccustomed to a braid dangling from the back of his head, but in this year when even if the Qing Dynasty was about to fall, as long as he had just cut his braids, he would have to go to the cell within a few moments.

So I can only keep it and get used to it, and I can say goodbye when it comes almost next year.

The town where he is located is called Renjia Town, which is a large town within a radius of dozens of miles, belonging to the Jiangsu region, and it is not far from his hometown in his previous life.

Although this year is relatively chaotic, it is not yet an era of war and chaos, it can only be said that there are faint precursors of troubled times, and Renjia Town is quite prosperous.

On the street, the traffic is busy, the unique shouting and shouting of customers in this era, all kinds of low buildings on both sides of the street, restaurants, houses, gambling houses, rice shops... , There are fewer women than men, and most of the men are wearing short coats and shirts that are not very brightly colored, just like Ye Yi once turned over the old photos of the seventies and eighties after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the whole world is gray.

However, what we have observed and experienced in this kind of in-depth observation is a vivid and vivid that cannot be expressed in any photographs and films, and it is not a false mind outside the painting, but a real entry into the world in the painting.

Watching along the way, even though this bustling and lively seems to him to be like that, but the unique flavor of it makes him inexplicably have a strange feeling that he has really stepped into history, curious, confused, sighing... Maybe both!

After walking around for half an hour, Ye Yi finally remembered his purpose.

"Hey, do you know where the third uncle is?" casually pulled a man selling sugar gourds on the side of the road, Ye Yi asked.

"Third uncle, he usually drinks tea in the reception building in the morning, you can go there and take a look." The man selling sugar gourds recognized Ye Yi and was a little curious about what Ye Yi wanted to do, but he didn't think much about it and told the news.

"Thank you!" pulled a string of sugar gourds from his bamboo pole, dropped a copper coin, and walked towards the guest house.

Taking a bite of a hawthorn, the sweetness of the rock sugar and the acidity of the hawthorn fit well together, Ye Yi nodded with satisfaction, "The taste is not bad." ”

The welcome building was not far away from him, and he walked for about two minutes to arrive, and after asking the shopkeeper, he learned that the third uncle was drinking tea on the second floor, and Ye Yi walked upstairs again.

As soon as he came up from the second floor, Ye Yi saw an old man with a white beard, deep wrinkles, and a blue coat sitting at a table not far from the street, which was exactly the person he was looking for.

The third uncle, the specific name is unknown, Ye Yi only remembers his surname Ren, because of his high seniority and kindness, everyone calls him the third uncle.

Ye Yi wanted to sell his acres of land to him, the old man had been in business all his life, never deliberately lowered the price, and his reputation in Renjia Town was very good, so Ye Yi naturally chose him.

It's just that the old man seems to be talking to another person about things except drinking tea now, Ye Yi approached curiously, and it seems that the conversation has come to an end.

"Third uncle, don't worry, I have already found the land you want, it is definitely a treasure of feng shui. ”

Feng Shui treasure? What is the third uncle doing!

"That's too much trouble for you, Ah Jiu. The third uncle nodded tremblingly and said with a smile.

Ye Yi was a little curious about this person's identity. Because the man's head was tied in a bun, unlike his pigtail braids.

"You're so polite!" the man said modestly.

"Third uncle. At this time, the footsteps also approached, and Ye Yi immediately greeted.

"It's Ah Yun, why do you have time to come to me, an old man? As soon as the third uncle raised his eyes, he saw Ye Yi, stroked a wisp of white beard, smiled and asked.

"There's something I want to discuss with you, you get busy first!"

"It's all over, just say what you have to do, by the way, let me introduce you, you may not know it, this is Ah Jiu from the neighboring town, you just call him Uncle Jiu. ”

"When you can't come back, your father's funeral was handled by Ah Jiu for you, you have to thank you. ”

"Huh?" Ye Yi looked over suspiciously, and glanced at the person known as Uncle Jiu.

When he saw his face clearly, Ye Yi's expression was shocked.

I'll go, this countenance: too much to look like!

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