"It's better to get out of the city first!" Jing Yue wandered around the city for a long time, but he really couldn't find anything to eat, the restaurant did have it, but Jing Yue didn't have a single tael of silver on him, so it was strange that the shopkeeper didn't drive him out.

It was not far from the city gate, and I walked briskly for half an hour and walked out of the city gate smoothly.

The wheat in the field has already been harvested, and the land has been turned up, and it is time for winter storage. Jing Yue knew that there must be no hope here.

It stands to reason that with the strength of the gene phagocytosis system, finding a forest to devour animals is definitely the best choice, but Jing Yue had already asked the old man last night, not to mention the forest around, it is even more difficult to find a shrub.

Jing Yue thought about it, if this place was backed by a resource-rich forest, the old man would not even be unable to eat.

"Big brother, how far is it from here to the nearest village?"

Jing Yue rubbed his hands and asked a soldier who was standing guard at the city gate.

"Not far, go west from here, and three miles to the village is Xiangjia Village. ”

The soldier paused, as if he felt that Jing Yue's clothes were a little strange, but when he saw Jing Yue's hair of less than two centimeters, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

Parents of body hair and skin, few people shave their hair at an extraordinary time, and monks are the only exception.

"Thank you. Jing Yue thanked him, and after confirming the direction, he quickly ran in the direction of Xiangjia Village.

What are you doing? Stealing to eat, of course!

This world is similar to the ancient times of Huaguo, and this world is obviously still in the era of cold weapons, not to mention spiritual enjoyment, in terms of quality of life, it is much worse than on the Azure Star.

In the vicinity of this forest city, many people have one meal a day, or even one meal every two days, and in the long run, most of them are short people, and even the soldiers standing guard at the city gate look a little thin.

From the outside, there are obviously some differences, Jing Yue is confident, even if he doesn't know any fighting skills, as long as these soldiers don't use weapons, they can easily fight two.

This is also the most basic gap between the era of cold weapons and modernization!

In Lin City, Jing Yue didn't dare to steal things indiscriminately, once he was discovered, the soldiers in the city pursued him, and Jing Yue was 100% arrested.

But in this village where there are no soldiers outside the city, it is up to Jing Yue to do it.

Of course, it's not right to steal the food of these poor people, but now, Jing Yue really has nothing to do.

"Steal a little pad, or you'll be the first traverser to starve to death. Jing Yue let out a long sigh, and the outline of Xiangjia Village could be vaguely seen.

Jing Yue walked around the outskirts of the village and identified a house with heavy earthen walls as a target.

There is a high probability that such a family is better mixed in the village, and stealing a meal should not have a big impact on the family.

The earthen wall was about one meter five, and Jing Yue found a stone to put under his feet, and entered the small courtyard with a light flip.

Rubbing his hands, he snorted his hands, and the cat slipped towards the kitchen.

The owner of the house was nesting in the main room, covered with a quilt to keep warm, Jing Yue flashed under the wall and ran smoothly into the kitchen.

The pot is boiling, and the pot is empty.

There was no ready-made, Jing Yue was not annoyed, and quickly opened a few clay pots in the room, and soon turned over to half a small jar of flour, which looked like two catties.

Jing Yue looked around, poured the flour into another small jar, poured almost half of it, Jing Yue stuffed the jar into his arms, and slipped out of the house again.

"Smack!"

I accidentally knocked over a jar on the table, and the jar fell from the air with a crisp click... Shattered.

"I'll go!" Jing Yue was so shocked that he didn't care about the cat and left, so he ran outside the house with the jar.

"Catch the thief!!"

A heart-rending roar rang out, covering the village of more than 100 households.

There was a loud kicking sound, and dozens of emaciated, angry men dragged shovels and hoes to this side.

The owner of the house raised his hand and grabbed a wooden stick, and stepped out of the door in a few steps.

"Don't you want to be so ruthless!" Jing Yue shouted, and he didn't care about climbing over the wall, he pushed open the gate and ran towards the outside of the village.

"Catch the thief! Thief, catch thief!" the owner of the house followed Jing Yue more than ten meters away, panting and yelling.

Many villagers ran out with sharp farm tools, and many dirty children on both sides of the road excitedly picked up small stones and chased Jing Yue to throw them.

Jing Yue held the flour jar in one hand, barely protected his face with the other, and ran towards the back of the village at the fastest speed in his life.

"MMP, isn't it just stealing flour for two meals, and it's not that the master doesn't pay it back..."

Jing Yue panted and ran towards the head of the village, but he was still accidentally hit by a few stones.

Although these children do not have much strength, after all, they are stones, and it hurts to hit them on their arms.

But fortunately, Jing Yue's physical strength was much higher than these villagers after all, and after running with all his strength for more than 20 minutes, Jing Yue, who was snorting, finally got rid of the pursuit of the villagers.

"Whew..."

"Jinnyima's inappropriate person. Jing Yue pulled up his sleeves, looked at the blue and red above, and screamed in pain.

When I opened the jar, I saw almost a pound of flour inside, and I was moved to tears.

What can be bought for just a few dollars on Azure Star is really precious here.

"Yuan Lao is worthy of being a big guy who can be a god in ancient times!"

"Hmm... Modern times too!"

Jing Yue, who has lived alone since he was a child, is still very good at cooking, as long as there is fire and water, Jing Yue can turn flour into food!

There are no big rivers near Lincheng, but there are still small rivers, and in winter, there are many dry branches and leaves.

"Look at me drilling wood to make fire!"

Lao Tzu, Che Guevara Nicholas Jing Yue is about to be resurrected with full blood!

"Hiss..." laughed and injured the injury, and Jing Yue gasped.

I found a hidden soil hole, and found a lot of dead branches and leaves and a relatively flat stone slab from the side.

He carefully poured the flour on the stone slab, used the jar to fetch some water from the creek, and began to drill wood for a fire.

I did it when I was a child, and if I rubbed it by hand, I didn't want to start a fire even if I rubbed it, but as long as I mastered the skills and then used the tools, it was not too difficult.

Untie the shoelaces and use the shoelaces to tie a slipknot on a longer straight wooden stick, Jing Yue tried, as long as he pulled left and right, the wooden stick could quickly rotate in the middle.

"Good thing there is birch wood here for burning chips. Jing Yue was a little glad to pick off some birch chips and put them aside.

After pulling hard for more than twenty minutes, a wisp of black smoke slowly rose up, the spark rose and fell slightly, falling on the birch chips, and there was a trace of fireworks in the cold soil hole.

"It's on!" Jing Yue was overjoyed.

Gently picked up the burning chips, blew lightly a few breaths, and the flames suddenly rose.

"It's so warm. Jing Yue baked his hands with satisfaction, and enjoyed his face.