Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

The sky was thundering, the earth was scorched, the heat was bubbling on the ground, the trees were listless due to the fierce sunlight, and only those who knew were weary cried! Under the shade of the tree lies a scrawny man slowly climbing up!

This person's surname is Zhang, ranked sixth, also known as Zhang Liu, and he is sixteen years old this year. Name? For a person who can't eat enough, how can there be any name, the village people call him a dog, it was his mother who took it, and the children in the village all take a cheap name, in order to make a living. He is still quite handsome, his skin is a little tanned, he is too thin, he is malnourished at a glance with a skinny shelf, and his height is about 1.7 meters, which is a super-level play of genes in this era. It is located in Guangxi, from a village called Datong not far away. Because of hunger and illness, he was the only one left in the family. He didn't expect any land inheritance, so he could only rely on renting three acres of inferior land from the landlord Huang in the town. According to the principle of halves of land rent, there are about two buckets left per mu after removing miscellaneous taxes. There are six buckets in three acres, plus some wild vegetables, and the bran grain can barely be eaten, and the life can go on. However, this year's weather was dry, and there was not a drop of rain for several months, so that the rice fields opened deep cracks, although there was no shortage of water in the south, but it could not stand the rain for a long time, and the crops on the ground were very few. Whether the harvest is or not in the court's care, but the tax can not be less, and the income of the landlords and the Manchurian masters cannot be less, whether the untouchables sell their sons or daughters or sell themselves, they must hand over the money. All kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes plus the surrounding bandits also have to be mixed in, so the poor are poor, the poor are poor, and the poor are even poorer.

Zhang Liu's skinny body was so thin that the ragged linen clothes on his body were all torn and dirty, and the dirt and sweat made the ephedra black, emitting a sour smell. Some people may say that he is lazy like this, and he will not take a shower and change clothes. Who knows that he is busy all day and night. If it doesn't rain for a long time, the crops in the field are not good, so you can only go to the river a few miles away every day to fetch water to spread it to the crops, otherwise what if the people from the dynasty want to collect taxes? How to give the landlord the harvest when he comes? How to pay the rent that is still owed? There are other miscellaneous taxes, from morning to night, there is no full food to eat every day, only to eat thin rice porridge with no oil, no salt and wild vegetables accompanied by bran. The ragged linen clothes on the body are the only clothes in the family, and the shower time is luxurious, and I change clothes!

I can survive this kind of life, but a few days ago, the bandits who were directly connected to the mountains dozens of miles away gave a message, and in two days came to collect grain and let each family give at least one load of rice, and whoever dared not to take it out let them go to see the king of Yan. Looking at the rice jar with only a few handfuls of rice left, Zhang Liu could only flee away with his last possessions, like most of the villagers, and the crops in the field were not fully ripe and could not be taken care of. In order to save some food and eat for a few more days, he ate one gruel a day, so Zhang Liu, who was hungry for a long time, lay in the shade of the tree to enjoy the coolness.

Zhang Liu, who was asleep, was happy, dreaming of eating all kinds of big meals that he had never seen before, but the people who woke up at this moment came over with a big meal of all kinds of food, a non-former Zhang Liu, a soul from the future crossed over to the body of this deceased person. Zhang Rui, who woke up at this moment, had a splitting headache, looking at the two skinny hands, and couldn't help but soften his eyes. He touched his head in disbelief, and was even more surprised to find that there was a shameful greasy little braid in the middle of his bare head. At this time, Zhang Liu's memory slowly followed. Pieces of memory are constantly impacting Zhang Rui's thinking, and after a period of headache and pain, Zhang Rui finally understands the fact that he has crossed over.

"It's actually me in the Qing Dynasty, or the old man of Qianlong, and Huang Ama who returned the pearl. Wear clear and do not rebel, chrysanthemum set electric drill. But this is Qianlong's old man, most of the wars that should be pacified have been pacified, and the rest are just small fights, the key is that this is still the prosperous age in the mouth of the minions of Qingchuan, there are no most people who can't survive, this is still playing with wool. After gaining Zhang Liu's memory, Zhang Rui muttered, and finally couldn't help but get angry. As a result, only the echoes of the open space echoed, and a few passing birds!!

"This is abyss mode. God wants to play, I don't play like this, right? With a wry smile, Zhang Rui could only face reality. In the hot noon, there was a muffled thunder but no rain, and only when you knew did you know that the cry of tiredness was louder.

His stomach was rumbling, and Zhang Rui, who had received Zhang Liu's body, began to feel hungry. The memory is that I just had a full meal, but now I have the iron-clad fact that my stomach does not lie. Looking at this scene, Zhang Rui couldn't help but ask God whether he was thrown to this damn place to suffer because he was tortured.

"Hey, I miss the air conditioner and soda drinks at home! A few more steaks would be greater. A few bowls of rice with meat will also work! ”

Fantasy is always intoxicating, but the reality is: "twitter" stomach barks again. Sure enough, being hungry is really not an ordinary discomfort, and the body without calorie support is constantly trembling and protesting, and bursts of cold sweat are bursting out. "No wonder people who can't eat rebel at the risk of being beheaded." Hunger has made Zhang Rui unbearable, if he doesn't eat, he will become the most tragic traversal, the ants are still stealing, not to mention that he has just been resurrected. If you just hang up after being crossed, it's hard to say whether you will cross if you hang up again, and it's interesting to wear it to the primitive society.

"Hey, it's better to die than to live. You can only look at your own ability, and take one step at a time. Zhang Rui, who has figured it out, is no longer entangled. Through memory, I found the only bit of food in the package - a rice ball. Looking at this little bit of leftovers, Zhang Liu was still going to eat for two days, Zhang Rui ignored so much, and after eating the last few bites of cold leftovers in the package, he didn't feel that they were in his stomach at all. Looking at the bamboo tube filled with water in the package, he didn't care whether it was raw water inside, and he felt a little better after pouring the water from the bamboo tube into his stomach. Then he got up and walked to the village with Zhang Liu's memory to see if he could find something to eat.

Twists and turns, up and down the hill for most of the day, the sun has set in the west, almost in the evening to finally return to this familiar and unfamiliar village - Datong Village. In a small village with only about 30 households, most of the people in the village are tenants who have moved from outside, so their surnames are relatively mixed. The total population is not large, about 200 people, young and strong about 60 or 70. The village is built around the valley, and there is a small river not far away, which is convenient for fetching water, drinking, laundry, cooking, etc. The clear, sweet, cool water of the river, which used to be a good place to go in the hot summer, is now only shallow enough to fetch water for cooking. In the whole village, except for Huang Fugui and Li Decai, the two landlords in the town, the houses used to collect rent are brick houses, and there are six mud brick houses with slightly more solid families, and most of the rest are mud brick and straw houses, and there are a few wood and straw houses. The houses are a bit haphazardly built, and they don't look much better than the slums.

"I'm finally going back." At this time, Zhang Rui, who was standing halfway up the hill and looking down, gasped and said.

"This is the so-called prosperous era, if you can travel back, I won't do it to the emperor. God doesn't give me some artifacts or anything, it's really unfair, don't other people cross with some high-intelligence systems or artifacts? How I don't have anything. ”

After half a day of examination, Zhang Rui found that he had nothing else on his body except for his strength, no strange high-intelligence voice in his brain, no spatial system, and no artifact, and this strength is estimated to be all brought by this body, which is probably something that can carry one or two hundred catties, and can shoot two or three arrows with a one-stone bow. You don't have to think about it or anything.

"Twitter" stomach protested again, where can the food in the morning be supported in the evening, and I can't help but be bored here.

"No need to scream, I'll have to eat in a while." Zhang Rui rubbed the pheasant in his hand and said. 7 Speaking of luck, Zhang Rui found a piece of wild vegetables that had not been picked when he came back, and when he was going to pick wild vegetables, he found that the pheasant was still about 20 meters away. Looking at the pheasant in his hand and feeling the weight of the wild vegetables on his back, Zhang Rui felt a little bit of food in his hand and did not panic.

Zhang Liu's house is located on the west side of the village, on the edge of the village, and because it is relatively marginal, he didn't meet anyone all the way back. With the familiarity with Zhang Liu's memories for most of the day, Zhang Rui naturally returned to his home. Looking at the low and dark mud brick straw house, Zhang Rui couldn't help but feel low again, and scolded again in his heart, "What kind of bad thing did Lao Tzu do to come here to suffer such a crime." It's really hehe, just say it's a little better than wood! ”

opened the only lock with the only key, entered the house, and at a glance, Zhang Rui felt that his brain instantly understood the word "four walls". On the left side of the house, next to an empty wooden window, a stove was set up with three pieces of wood, and an iron pot was set up on top of it, and there was some unburned wood in it, and there was a lot of firewood next to it. Not far away was a water tank with missing corners, covered by an old wooden cover. In the middle of the room was a shabby wooden table and two benches. On the right are three rooms, except for the one near the door, which has a rag covering the doorway, and the other two rooms have firewood and a urine tank, and you can smell the mixture of these two things at the door.

When a person is hungry, the brain only thinks about how to find something that can fill the stomach, instead of feeling this and that. Zhang Rui is now just thinking about making a fire and cooking to fill his stomach. Remove the iron pot on your back and put it on the shelf, but fortunately you didn't smash the iron pot when you threw it out, otherwise it would be troublesome. There was still some water in the water tank at home that had not been used up before, and Zhang Rui directly filled the iron pot with a spoon. Picking up the flint next to it, it crackled for more than half an hour before finally lighting the fire.

It took more than two minutes from cooking to eating, and this is still the fastest way, the chicken plucked out the internal organs and threw them aside, and put them directly into the water to cook with the wild vegetables. It was about 8 o'clock, but fortunately it was summer, the days were long and the nights were short, and the sky was not completely dark. Rao was so, and the house was also dark, and there was no oil lamp in the house, so it could only be lit by the light of the bonfire. According to the reason, most people in this era will have night blindness, and I don't know if Zhang Liu eats too many wild vegetables or is a slut who doesn't have a cheap life, anyway, this body really doesn't have it. This is the only existence that Zhang Rui is quite satisfied with. Looking at the wild vegetables in the broken bowl and the chicken in the pot, I was finally relieved and could eat.

"It's a pity that there is no salt, or I guess it could be more delicious!" Zhang Rui, who had a bowl of wild vegetable soup on a chicken leg, sighed. If you don't have common sense all the time, you can't eat enough if you're hungry for a long time, and it is estimated that the whole chicken and half a pot of wild vegetables will be gone after a while.

After eating a chicken leg and two bowls of wild vegetable and pheasant soup, quietly looking at the crackling firewood, Zhang Rui found that this quiet was terrible, as if the flood beast was about to swallow himself, and he felt that he couldn't breathe. The hot weather should have been the days of blowing the air conditioner, eating snacks and drinking soda, lying on the sofa and watching TV, but now it can only be quietly alone on a hot day. Since ancient times, it has been easy to go from poverty to luxury, and from luxury to poverty. If it's still Zhang Liu's knowledge, or there is nothing. But Zhang Rui, who has seen electric lights and air conditioners, eaten ice cream, drank soda, and enjoyed all kinds of food, felt that he just wanted to cry at this moment, but in fact, he couldn't help but shed tears.

After a period of sad crying, Zhang Rui suddenly felt that he was uncomfortable, only to realize that he had not taken a bath. As a modern person, I can't stand this hot weather without taking a bath, plus I haven't taken a bath for a few days, today's work makes the smell of sweat all over my body heavier, and my whole body is sticky. By the light of the fire, when he used up the last bit of water in the water tank, Zhang Rui finally completed the most basic bathing and washing clothes of a modern person, that is, the greasy tail on his head was not washed. Bare hair can't be said to blow either. With tiredness, Zhang Rui, who didn't dare to think about it, fell asleep like this!

A day of tiredness, a day of sadness, a day of not having enough to eat, this is the day of traveling through the prosperous world.

(I decided to write a work with my heart for the first time, and the writing still needs to be experienced, but it will definitely be a wonderful novel, and I promise to try to ensure that it is constantly updated, and there will be occasional explosions in the middle!) If you think you can please collect it to recommend, thank you)