Mo Wu replied with a very natural expression: "I don't know, even the little Mo Jian next door said that I have changed, but I just can't remember what is different about me." ”

Han Shi looked at her silently for a long time, and finally sighed.

"I'll help tomorrow, let's move to Weak Water as soon as possible, where the doctor may have a higher level of diagnosis and a more comfortable living environment, which is suitable for your recovery."

Seeing that she was really reluctant to eat, she said thoughtfully: "I'll make you some sweet potato multigrain cakes." ”

It is naturally best to have a common goal, Mo Wu was secretly happy in his heart, although this person is nominally his husband, it is just the title of this place, out of this place, it is nothing, if you have a common goal, you can also be a fellow partner, no, there is nothing to be sorry about parting ways when the time comes.

The most important thing at the moment is to leave your life and leave this dangerous place first, so that you can find a way back to modern times and live your ideal life.

"How much does it cost to go to the weak water?"

Because he had no concept of the economy of this era, Mo Wu squatted at the door and asked the person who was making scones in front of the fire, "I mean take a carriage, don't walk, stay in a hotel on the road, and don't sleep in the open." ”

In fact, I have heard that many people move away from poor water, rich people relocate, generally their own or hire carriages and grooms, live in shops along the way, exchange some water and food, about half a month to weak water, and then go elsewhere, no money is their own dry food, bring a package, drag the family with a mouth, all the way on foot, along the way is basically camping, extremely difficult, often after two months to arrive, because the road has to pass through several pieces of water poison forest, horses can not run fast, can only walk slowly, pedestrians must keep breathing slowly.

Because the people who inhaled too much poisonous gas and died violently in the forest can be met every few steps, therefore, although the road is not far, but the time is not short, many children and the elderly often die of illness because of this, so some poor people do not dare to move this idea even if they want to escape.

Han Shizheng carefully stirred the pyre, which was no longer alive, to keep the temperature of the red dark fire inside, placed the round food in his hand on the already hot stone slab, and then silently calculated, "About ten taels of silver." ”

"So expensive? One tael of silver costs 1,000 yuan, ten taels of silver costs 10,000 yuan, if I can earn 40 yuan for a painting, then it will take 250 people to be able to buy paintings with me, according to the current situation, it is good to have two or three portraits of two or three people every day, and it is necessary to deduct the cost of pen and ink, daily expenses, which will save ten taels of silver, I am afraid it will take two or three years. ”

Because he was in the initial stage of entrepreneurship before the crossing, Mo Wu was very able to calculate the cost benefits and time profits very clearly.

Originally, I thought that it was a good income to get forty yuan for a portrait, but now it seems that if you want to get out of here, it is really not as simple as you think.

"It's a time of war, and most people are self-sufficient, and it's hard to have any money and income, and it's not easy for a household to save a thousand dollars a year, so it's really difficult to accumulate ten taels of silver."

Han Shi started to open this place with the idea of opening it in his heart, and he was also seriously thinking about how to leave this place, as long as he left the poor water, the weak water would have a legitimate money bank, then his silver ticket would have a practical function, and that would be easier to do.

"Is there any other way?"

Mo Wu asked pitifully.

"I don't make that much money."

Han Shi thought for a moment and took off his hairband and belt, "The decorations on this are all made of sterling silver, and they can be exchanged for about eight hundred yuan." ”

It turns out that there is still a private collection, huh?

At first, I didn't have money to be a thing, so I said that there was no value, and now I want to move, but I have all the money out.

Mo Wu muttered secretly, "What if the money is still not enough?" ”

Han Shi thought silently, "Stay in the carriage, bring all the dry food before departure, and only encounter a water source to replenish some water along the way, so that about six taels of silver should be enough." ”

Although it is expected that the cost will be reduced to half, but there is really no difference between sleeping in a horse-drawn carriage along the way and sleeping in the open.

It's bleak to think about.

But right now, I can't think of any other way.

Mo Wu could only grit his teeth and think, let's calculate like this first, and then act when the time comes.

Although the rich people in the waterless areas have basically migrated to other places to settle down, the military officers and soldiers stationed there are in great demand because they are away all year round.

In order to earn enough money as soon as possible, Mo Wu boldly offered a portrait of 100 yuan, and some people actually came to watch, so Mo Wu painted the portrait first, and then paid in amazement and left satisfied.

It was the first and only business of the day, and there was no one for many days after that.

"Why don't you adjust the price?"

Just ignited hope, and it was a deep despair, and the only thing Mo Wu could think of was the way to reduce the price of promotion.

Han Shi did not agree with this, "People who have money and can paint portraits, a hundred yuan is not a large amount, and those who have no money can't solve their own food and clothing, not to mention a hundred yuan of money, even four yuan can't afford it, and with your talent, if you are in the capital, a hundred taels of silver is not expensive." ”

Although it makes sense, but it can't solve the problem now, Mo Wu's heart is full of anxiety, although it is early spring, it is said that the road is closed by ice and snow in winter, and no coachman will travel, if you want to go, you must do your best to praise the silver two, otherwise, you will have to wait until next year.

"Your words make a lot of sense, but what now?"

"You don't have to worry, you are so good at painting, and you use your pen very quickly, until the day after tomorrow, the two sides have a truce for five days a month, and you go to the market to sell paintings, there will definitely be some rich generals on both sides, and when the time comes, you should be able to make a lot of money."

A truce day between the two armies?

Dongqiang has always been entrenched in the Lanshan Mountain Range, which is connected to poor water, and was originally the largest frontier tribe in the Jingyaoshui Kingdom, with certain autonomy rights, and the throne is hereditary, but it is a vassal with the imperial court.

Eight years ago, the pearl of the old Lanshan County King, Princess Yunhe's family of three traveled, and disappeared mysteriously in the poor water market, the old Lanshan County King led the troops to search, rummaged through the poor water, but found the corpse of the princess and the horse, the little prince was missing, the old county king was furious, sent troops to besiege the poor water county government, and asked the county order to hand over the murderer, but the court attacked the court government with private soldiers, which was regarded as a rebellion and sent troops to suppress it.

The old county king was furious, and soon died of anger, and the new county king inherited the throne and established himself as the emperor on the same day, swearing not to find out the cause of the death of the royal sister and not obey the orders of the court.

Jingyaoshui is a vast country and rich in resources, and it is also strong and strong, but the poor water is high and the water is evil, and the back is the neighboring country Fuyue, and on one side is the steep cliff with high mountains and dangerous roads, connecting the sparsely populated distant water, which cannot march; On one side, the road is flat, but along the way you must pass through the backwater forest, the backwater forest spreads poison gas in all seasons, if you are not used to it, most of the people are easy to be poisoned during the journey, even the army is extremely difficult to cross, and the poor water locals and the Dongqiang people are inextricably linked, the location is favorable, and the Dongqiang has also fought against the imperial court for eight years.

In the past eight years, both sides have paid a heavy price, especially the local residents of the poor water, because there are almost no days of peace and quiet life due to the war, so the residents are very excited, and there are also small separatist forces within Dongqiang, so the bandits are rampant, there is no day of peace, the people who are forced to stay began to smash the military camps of both sides, burn grain and grass, poison horses, steal materials, and finally the two armies agreed that the fifth day of the middle of each month is a day of recuperation that nothing can be warned, and it is mainly used to deal with the daily affairs of the people.

There were indeed a lot of people who came to the portrait yesterday, and the first one who came was his first customer a few days ago, who came to the portrait with a few comrades-in-arms, and knew that the other party had been fighting abroad for many years and had not returned home for a long time.

One of them also asked for a blank piece of paper and was going to write something, but he didn't seem to know many words, and he didn't know how to write many words.

In one day, you can make a lot of money.

Bought some rice that day and paid off the neighbor's debts, Mo Wu happily counted the money in his pocket dozens of times at home, predicting that the five-day golden holiday would definitely earn enough money for two or three years, and getting out of poverty was just around the corner.

But today, the queue in front is actually Dongqiang soldiers, Dongqiang is a nearby ethnic minority, usually to meet with family members should not be a rare thing, this early in the queue, it feels more like a soldier to block Jing Yao, and the Jing Yao soldiers who arrived later do not want to miss the opportunity, densely lined up in the back row waiting.

From early morning painting to now, her hands have not stopped, grinding, laying paper or something, someone has taken the initiative to do it for her, but even if she practiced hard for the art exam before, she didn't feel as tired as she is now, and the money that swelled last night has been replaced by the desire to stop and rest.

Seeing a group of murderous warriors behind him, Mo Wu had neither the courage to refuse, nor the courage to perfunctory, feeling very painful.

"Sister, there are sixty-one."

After carefully counting the two reincarnations, Xiao Mo Jian reported the number very seriously.

"Mo Jian, send a number to everyone behind, finish this one, rest for half an hour and start again."

Without waiting for Mo Wu to speak, Han Shi handed a stack of small pieces of paper to Mo Jian, "Let's take the numbers in order and start again in half an hour." ”