Yang Yun settled the little beggar.

Although he didn't know anything about the little beggar's name, origin, or background, and didn't know if the little beggar really had the same superpowers as him, he felt that the little beggar had a natural affinity for him from the moment he saw it.

As for what it was, he couldn't say.

asked the mother-in-law who came to cook to boil hot water, Yang Yun found a few clean coarse cloth clothes, and asked the little beggar to bathe in the room and change clothes.

The sound of the door latch sounded from the house, Yang Yun shook his head, and walked towards the craftsmen working in the workshop, Wang Ji quickly followed.

Yang Yun turned his head sideways and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

Wang Ji was anxious: "Even a beggar who is a thief can take him in, can't a man who is strong and strong in the lower body, both civil and military?" Even if you don't accept me as an apprentice for the time being, why don't you give me an errand? ”

Yang Yun looked Wang Ji up and down and asked, "What can you do?" ”

Wang Ji said with a smile: "I always have the strength to do anything." ”

Yang Yun pointed to the workers who were carrying sacks full of charcoal in the distance, and said, "If you have the strength, go over and carry it." ”

Wang Ji suddenly made a difficulty.

It's not that he thinks he doesn't have the strength, it's that he doesn't want to do it.

The sack was full of charcoal, and each worker was black, and after a few trips, he could be as black as the little beggar before.

Yang Yun said: "If you can't do it, you can leave, there are no idlers here." ”

After speaking, Yang Yun went to the workshop workshop, looked back after half a day, and saw Wang Ji still standing in the courtyard, with a hesitant look, neither leaving nor going to work, after half an hour, when he went to look again, he found that Wang Ji had chosen a shade to sit down, like a supervisor.

Yang Yun couldn't help but shake his head slightly and sighed: "I really think of myself as an uncle...... may be a child of an official eunuch, who has been spoiled since he was a child. ”

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In the room, the little beggar had changed into clean clothes, his hair had been dried, and he sat on the mat with his knees crossed, looking at Yang Yun with a slightly frightened gaze.

Yang Yun said: "I rescued you from the hands of the yacha, otherwise you would have eaten the board and were thrown into the mountains with scars." ”

The little beggar shook his body when he heard this, shrunk into a ball, and leaned into the corner of the mat.

"I won't hurt you, but I want to know where you came from...... In exchange, I will give you a place to live with a tile covering your head in the future, do you want to be honest with each other, or continue to hide it? The choice is yours. Yang Yundao.

The little beggar continued to look at Yang Yun with curiosity in his eyes, still not saying anything.

Yang Yun was in a dilemma: "It seems that I used the wrong method." ”

He turned around and walked outside, and returned after a while, with two large pottery bowls and a small roasted chicken leg in his hand.

For a beggar who has been hungry for a long time, the allure of chicken legs is incomparably great, and the little beggar's eyes are shining again.

"Want to eat?"

Yang Yun asked.

The little beggar was stunned, then nodded vigorously, and looked at Yang Yun with an inquiring gaze, as if asking, can I eat it?

Yang Yun smiled: "Then do you choose to say it or not?" ”

The little beggar had been impressed by the chicken legs, but when she heard this, her body shrank into the corner again, as if a chicken leg was not enough for her to make her heart.

Yang Yun said: "Otherwise, let's play a game, if you win, you can eat chicken legs, and I won't ask you where you come from." ”

Yang Yun said and put the chicken leg in the big pottery bowl, and then put the other bowl upside down on it, and said: "The chicken leg is inside, as long as you don't move or break the bowl above, you can take out the chicken leg inside, even if you win, the chicken leg belongs to you." ”

The little beggar's eyes blinked, and there was an urge to try it.

Yang Yun put the chicken leg on the edge of the mat and said, "The game has begun." ”

After saying that, Yang Yun retreated, deliberately giving up enough space for the little beggar to express himself, he used his superpower to secretly exert a force, pressing the two bowls tightly, if the little beggar wanted to directly remove the buckled bowl and take out the chicken legs, it was basically impossible.

When the little beggar saw Yang Yun walking away, he couldn't help but lean over and tried to open the bowl with his hand, but seeing that Yang Yun's face sank and his eyes were sharp, he immediately lowered his head aggrievedly and withdrew his hand again.

Yang Yun said with a straight face: "Remember the rules of the game I set, if you don't follow them, you will be kicked out." ”

The little beggar bit her lower lip tightly, she could have given up, but the chicken leg was too tempting for her.

When she reached out for the second time, the speed was much faster than before, and the moment she was about to touch the bowl that was being held, her white little hand suddenly emitted a powerful force that was enough to distort time and space, instantly breaking through the spiritual power that Yang Yun had exerted in the past.

The chicken leg seemed to penetrate the wall, came out of the bowl, and fell into the hands of the little beggar, who retracted into the corner after getting the chicken leg.

When the chicken leg arrived, she didn't dare to put it to her mouth, and continued to look at Yang Yun with an inquiring gaze, as if she was waiting for Yang Yun to announce the result.

Yang Yun had a great shock in his heart, he didn't expect that he would have someone with the same superpowers as him, alive in front of him.

This is a Datang that is different from the original history!

A Datang with superpowers!

"You won."

Yang Yun calmed down and smiled: "The chicken legs belong to you." ”

The little beggar was so pleased that he picked up the chicken leg and nibbled on it.

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After sunset, Wang Ji went back to the inn in a huff...... He knew that there was no food or place to rest in the workshop, and he knew each other very well, and if he couldn't complete the apprenticeship task today, he would fight again in the future.

Yang Yun was afraid that there would be danger when he saw candles in the workshop at night, so all the gunpowder produced in the workshop before dark was transported to a nearby warehouse for storage, and only a few soldiers were left at the door to keep vigil at night, except for him and the little beggar.

Under the dim tung oil lamp, the little beggar had a full meal again, and at this time holding the futon that Yang Yungang gave her, she habitually shrank in the corner of the wall and peeked at Yang Yun.

Girls know how to protect themselves in troubled times, especially when lonely men and widows are in the same room.

Even if Yang Yun is just a young man, he doesn't look too threatening.

Yang Yun said: "You have also seen it, there are only you and me left here at night, there are three rooms in total, one is mine, and one is the production workshop, so you can only live in the stove room, but there is a mat for you to rest...... You're a girl, right? ”

The little beggar hesitated at first, then nodded silently.

Yang Yun knew at a glance that the little beggar was much less defensive about himself.

Yang Yun said with a smile: "The girl is careful, just can help me do some chores, you don't need to cook anymore, the county government will send someone to open the stove in the morning, noon and evening, all you have to do is to help me chop firewood, fetch water and wash clothes, and any odd and miscellaneous work will belong to you." ”

The little beggar was stunned for a long time before he said timidly: "I...... I won't ......"

Yang Yun said: "I don't know how to go to school, a person must always learn some skills to make a living, can I go out from here and continue to be a thief in the future?" Don't worry, stay here, I won't treat you badly, and I will give you enough to entangle you when you leave in the future...... Oh yes, do you still have family? ”

The little beggar's face was a little sad, his head was slightly bowed, and he shook his head silently.

Yang Yun sighed lightly: "It doesn't matter if you have a family or not, you can treat this place as your home for the time being...... Mind telling me your name? ”

The little beggar glanced up at Yang Yun and did not answer.

Yang Yun said: "I don't ask about your past, you can tell me when you are familiar with it in the future...... In this way, for the time being, I will give you a name called An Lun, and I usually call Xiao An to call you. ”

It's only been an afternoon, and the little beggar has his own name, which is still Yang Yunqi.

Yang Yun has a good impression of the surname An, the dream lover of his previous life when he was in junior high school was called An Lun, the song "Funeral Flower Yin" is haunted by dreams, and the protagonist of the first online novel he read is also surnamed An, a strong-blooded man. Even if it was just for this surname, he was ready to kill An Lushan as soon as possible, so as not to leave a stench for 10,000 years.

The little beggar thought silently in his heart, and felt that it was not bad, there were very few famous girls these days, and the small families usually followed their father's surname and then put on a nickname, and there were very few people who heard the name.

"Xiao An, rest early tonight, go to the next room to sleep, remember to bolt the door, don't come to my room if you have nothing to do, only during the day when I allow you to come in and clean up."

Yang Yun pointed in the direction of the door.

An Lun got up from the mat, put on clogs, and walked to the door with the quilt in his arms, turning back step by step, but he was not afraid of Yang Yun, but more like he didn't want to go.