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Zhong Liyue declared solemnly: "Hey, I'm not sitting for nothing, you said you can owe it." I'll take the money now, wait for me here, and I'll come and pay you back before evening." ”

After saying that, Zhong Liyue ran away. She glanced around, and finally walked to a small corner on the side of the road and squatted down, looked left and right, then pressed her hand to the ground, wiped the dust on her face, and then pulled her hair into a messy look, the clothes, there were already five or six patches, no need to get any more, right? No matter how you look at it, you look like a qualified beggar!

'After putting on makeup', Zhong Liyue swaggered towards the street.

Sure enough, when people on the street saw her, they would avoid three points. Zhong Liyue snickered with satisfaction, there are often jokes about women being forcibly abducted by street fighters on costume TV, and this morning Wang Merchant reminded her in a word, although she is dressed in gray and looks very ordinary, but in this kind of place where there are no human rights, especially no women's rights, it is better to be careful.

Soon, the bustle of the city attracted Zhong Liyue's full attention.

"Wow, that's hilarious!"

Zhong Liyue looked at this place curiously like a baby who had never seen the world, touched there, and her face was full of surprise.

Here is completely different from the ancient history that Zhong Liyue knew in his previous life, there is no Spring and Autumn Warring States period, and there are no up and down five thousand years, today there are five countries in the world, of which Huanguo is the largest, the economy is the most prosperous, the remaining four countries are all comity and peaceful coexistence, only the border of the country will have local bandits to fight, the scale is relatively small, and it does not affect the friendship of the countries of the country.

'Huanjing', the capital of Huanguo, is where Zhong Liyue is now. Don't look at Dinghe Village, which is only more than 30 miles away from here, but the degree of development is worlds apart.

Although she had already been mentally prepared, Zhong Liyue was still amazed when she saw the real ancient scene in front of her with her own eyes.

"It's much more like going to the studio." Zhong Liyue looked at the crowd of black oppression, and said with heartfelt emotion: "It is worthy of being the imperial capital!"

The streets of the main city of Huanjing are lined with two-storey shops, and the street stalls are dazzlingly rich in goods, and the trade is staggeringly prosperous. Some of the people who come and go are wearing clothes similar to the style of the Song Dynasty in China, some are hanging with a few ethnic accessories, men or collared robes, or cardigans, with big sleeves, or narrow sleeves and short shirts, and women wear veils and shirts with short sleeves that show their arms, and the neckline and placket of the gown are embroidered with beautiful lace and a square heart curved neckline, which is very eye-catching. The petty traders, who worked in the work, tucked their clothes up at their belts, rolled up half of their sleeves, and buried themselves in their work.

A true portrayal of living ancient life. In contrast, Dinghe Village is much more deserted.

Zhong Liyue secretly made up her mind that she must carve out a world of her own in this place.

After seeing the excitement, Zhong Liyue focused on all kinds of businessside transactions on the roadside, wanting to tap some business opportunities.

"Selling steamed buns, selling tofu, silk handkerchiefs, sachets, ......" Zhong Liyue looked at them one by one, almost all the small businesses she could think of were already here, and then look at the shops, the flags floating down from the eaves were flying in the wind, Zhong Liyue tried to identify the words on it, and it was really one, one, also, no, recognition, and recognition.

I don't even know the side.

After reading the book for so many years, I have become illiterate here. Zhong Liyue didn't know if she should cry? Or should I cry? Or should I cry?

"Hey!" Zhong Liyue touched her hungry belly in frustration and found a place to rest and sit down.

Unexpectedly, less than a moment after sitting down, someone threw a copper plate in front of her.

Zhong Liyue looked at the back of the beautiful woman who threw the copper plate, bent down to pick up the copper plate, and laughed at herself: "This is okay?"

Her original intention of pretending to be a beggar was to avoid encountering villains who bullied men and women.

Simply, don't do it and don't do it again. Zhong Liyue lay directly on the ground and stretched out her hands to make a begging gesture. No one here knows her anyway.

Many people passed by from north to south, but they never saw the kind ones just now. Zhong Liyue watched as people walked past her one by one, but there was not a single copper plate left. After a long time, she got up, patted the ashes on her body, and prepared to go back.

"Hey, hey!" A beggar approached and asked, "How much do you want today?"

Zhong Liyue pursed her lips and showed the only copper plate.

"That's it?" The beggar looked at Zhong Liyue pitifully, put his hand into his broken bowl, and took out two copper plates for her.

Zhong Liyue was touched by this inexplicable kindness, and she said, "Thank you." Then he returned the copper plate to him, "It's not easy for you, so keep it for yourself!"

"You have to take it!" The beggar stuffed the two copper plates back into Zhong Liyue's hand, and said in a scolding tone: "The Shen family will come over later, we must hug each other, so that we can grab more." Big deal, one and a half. ”

"What Shen family?" Zhong Liyue was said by him in a fog.

"You don't know yet?" The beggar explained: "On the day of Master Shen's death, the Shen family will definitely pass by here after worshipping at the temple, and they will give a lot of food and money to accumulate good fortune for Master Shen." Many beggars have already been allied, I see that you are alone, so I will come to partner with you, there are many people who are not easy to be scattered, and you can only get money by squeezing forward. Later, you're going to have to help me stop the guy pulling me, you know?"

It turned out that he had a purpose. After Zhong Liyue understood, she was not angry at all, in order to survive! She can understand. "The alliance can, but we have to change, you block others for me, and I rush forward. Look at me, with small arms and legs, suitable for drilling in, right?"

The beggar looked her up and down, and nodded as if he didn't understand, "That makes sense." ”

As he spoke, there was already a sound not far ahead, and everyone looked north together, and sure enough, a team flying a white flag moved mightily to this side.

Zhong Liyue rubbed her hands and rushed over with the beggars.

"Mine my,"

"And me."

"Young Master Shen is merciful, Bodhisattva bless."

"This way, this way."

“……”

The people who asked for food nearby rushed over, and those who didn't want to eat also came over to see the excitement, Zhong Liyue almost didn't use her own strength, and was driven by the crowd to approach the front of the team.

Everyone was struggling to stretch their arms forward, and some used their other hands to pull the people around them forward, Zhong Liyue was squeezed behind, and the beggars allied with Zhong Liyue followed closely behind her, to no avail at all. Zhong Liyue had no choice but to use all her strength to open the way for him.

I don't know if it's too crowded, someone next to them looks at them upset, and someone secretly stumbles on them, Zhong Liyue and her allies fell to the ground in embarrassment, and they couldn't get up.

Zhong Liyue has a sense of sadness about the survival of ants, and has never experienced this feeling of being trampled on the soles of her feet and unable to move, despair, sadness, and sadness.