12 This place belongs to the town of Zhuxi, which Zhou Dao only learned later. He recalls meeting the locals when they first appeared, dressed in the same way as they were in ancient times, with mostly mud-walled houses and thatched huts. He didn't seem to understand what they said, and the accent was strange, and Zhou Dao was more than strange to them, he was watched. On the contrary, Zhou Dao felt relatively safe, at least for now, it seemed that he would not be robbed.

At first, when he appeared at the door of someone else's house and asked a toddler if he had anything to eat, the child shouted, and immediately three or four men rushed over, two of whom were carrying flat burdens in their hands, and Zhou Dao felt surprised and hostile.

Fortunately, they also seem to have some scruples about him. Later, the villagers who represented the prestige came. By talking and analogy, people generally think that he is a stranger, and he has been lost in the mountains, and although he is strangely dressed, he behaves decently, and judging by his face and delicate palms, he must be a man of noble status. He speaks with strange pronunciation, but he can barely understand some of it, and he is clearly not like a person from the Central Plains. After the business rituals of the villagers, let him be placed in Mrs. Xu's house for the time being. There are only two mothers-in-law and grandchildren in this household, and there is a redundant house or a single-courtyard tiled house, which is just right to house a person like Zhou Dao who has an unknown origin and seems to be noble.

Zhou Dao had the first hot meal in a few days at Mrs. Xu's house, multigrain rice. It is mainly boiled with rice, millet, radish and green vegetables, sprinkled with a few grains of salt, and it is almost tasteless. This is not a problem for Zhou Dao at all, his mind is full of eating, there is no manners, and it is not until the third bowl of rice that he has a thought, feeling that this is the best thing he has ever eaten. To reduce the risk of being strangled to death, he forced himself to put down his bowl and eat only five bowls of rice.

Mrs. Xu deliberately increased the amount of rice and millet when cooking, and the old woman had a layer of awe for the noble person in her heart. The Zhang family's original family background was not bad, this Xu mother-in-law married to the Zhang family for more than ten years and was widowed, the family was in the middle of the road, people lost their children in middle age, and the daughter-in-law also followed a few years ago.

After eating, Zhou Dao went back to the wing room to sleep. Just after the second day, there were villagers who came to visit. The three old men even said that one surname Jin and two surnames were Xu, one of which was Jin and one Xu, both dressed in long robes, "It's a scribe." Zhou Daoxin said, "My surname is Zhou, the Zhou of King Wen of Zhou, called Zhou Dao." The old men looked at each other, some confused, some shocked. Zhou Dao looked at them and then went straight out, brought a bowl in, there was water in the bowl, he dipped his fingers in the water and wrote the word "Zhou Dao" on the table of the Eight Immortals, Lao Su was stunned.

"Where is this? I want to ask. Zhou Dao asked. What they say, he doesn't understand, "Foot, Foot." Zhou Dao dipped in water and wrote, "Where is this place, what year is this night." The old men no longer spoke, but looked at each other with inquiring eyes, and looked at him again, which was quite amusing.

A Lao Suo surnamed Xu walked to the table, wiped off the water stains just written with his sleeve, and wrote on the table while reading, "Zhuxi Town here, now is the eleventh year of Chunyou." The writing is in traditional Chinese, and with the help of his writing, Zhou Dao can understand it, but he is still confused. "Where is Zhuxi Town?" "Zhuxi Town belongs to Ziyang County, and Ziyang County belongs to Zizhou. Perhaps seeing that Zhou Dao was still puzzled, the old man surnamed Xu frowned, stepped forward and wrote a few words heavily on the table, and said loudly, "This is Da Song!" "There was silence in the room for a while.