Zijian didn't know that he had inadvertently harvested a loyal little brother, uh thief!

stepped forward and said, "Owner of the village, can you give me half of those lards!" ”

Now Zijian is a bandit, although he hunted wild boars, but Zhang San is a head, and the theory is that all the materials here are at his disposal.

With a wave of his hand, "No problem!" ”

Being able to eat meat tonight is Zijian's credit, and Zhang San still gives Zijian face.

"Thank you to the owner!"

Zijian arched his hand, retreated, and returned to his place, on a stone, the thief who distributed the barbecue quickly handed over a piece of lean meat.

Looking at Zijian's eyes when he looked at the loser, he didn't eat fatty meat, and he didn't eat this kind of pork without oil and water, isn't it stupid!

Zijian took a bite of the roasted pork, uh! There is no taste at all, it is too bland, it seems to have a little salty taste.

Zijian: "Who's that!" How can there be no salt! Put a little more. ”

The thief rubbed his hands and came over to give Zijian a bow, "The master, here you are." ”

After speaking, he took out a handful of things of unknown color from the cloth bag, and wanted to sprinkle Zijian's barbecue, through the firelight, Zijian saw that it must not be salt, is salt like this!

Bring the barbecue, Zijian didn't want him to stain the barbecue, the thief saw the salt sprinkled on the ground, he was a little heartbroken, Zijian "Give me a little." "Stretch out your hand and ask the bandit to give Zijian a little salt.

Zijian came over to take a look, Nima, this is salt, isn't it transparent crystalline, Zijian looked at the black thing in his hand, looked at the thief, and fooled me with that thing, is it that my Mo knife has not seen blood!

Zijian threw these ghost things on the ground, "What about salt, is this what people eat?" ”

Seeing that Zijian was going to be angry, the bandits didn't blame Zijian for wasting it.

"Boss, the salt we eat is like this, I don't believe you ask them."

Zijian looked at the other bandits who were watching the excitement, and those bandits nodded violently.

Zijian knew he was wrong, "If it's not white, what are you giving me?" ”

Bandit: "Master, you are talking about refined salt, I have heard that refined salt is white, but I have not seen it." ”

Zijian complained secretly, powerless to refute.

I can't eat meat without salt, so I have to buy some, but fortunately, there is a treasure against the sky in the space-time trading center.

Zijian" account, Alibaba treasure house, secret, open sesame. ”

"The Time and Space Trading Center is at your service, please what do you need!"

Zijian: "Give me a packet of sea salt from 2000. ”

Zijian bought a pack of salt for two yuan a common in later generations, but Zijian needed 0.05 grams of gold to buy it. Thieves are expensive!

"Buy!"

Zijian took out the salt from the space ring, tore open a hole, and lightly sprinkled the salt on the barbecue, in fact, it was delicious to have other sauces, but the purchase price was too expensive, so it was better to make do with it, in fact, 1644 has salt for sale, and the price needed is cheaper, but Zijian didn't dare to eat it, the salt ghost in 1644 knew how to produce it, and Zijian still ate the salt produced by industry in later generations.

Zijian handed the salt to the thief next to him, Zijian's thinking did not realize that his ruined behavior was not a valuable thing in the future life.

The other thieves looked at the transparent salt, which caused a sensation, and when the thief who gave Zijian salt saw Zijian's salt, he understood why this one just now threw away the precious salt he saw. Then, despite the complaints of the other bandits, he poured out a little salt and put away the plastic salt.

The next day, I got up very early, there was no electricity in this era, no TV, no mobile phone, no entertainment, the only entertainment was to make people at night, but now there are only a few copycat girls, and it has nothing to do with Zijian, so as usual, I went to sleep after eating.

Zijian walked out of the cottage slowly, and now he walked out and didn't care.

"Uh, what are you doing with me!"

After walking a distance, he was followed by a bandit.

"My lord, I want to follow you!"

The bandit arched his hand.

Damn, Zijian complained, just now he asked why he followed him, and this one said he wanted to follow him.

Zijian asked the thief to follow him, it was simply to ask the people behind him what it means, that is, you have been following a person behind you, and then you ask the people behind you what they are doing with you.

The thief said that following Zijian was to follow him in the future.

"Go back, I don't want anyone to follow."

Zijian waved his hand, his mind was simple, he couldn't understand the connotation of what the thief said, he was hungry in the morning, Zijian had to go a little farther and eat alone, there were so many copycat people, he didn't have the idea of everyone to share.

"My lord, please accept me, the little one is willing to work hard for you in the future."

After speaking, the thief buckled Zijian's head on the ground, knocking it one by one, and soon Zijian saw that the thief's forehead was bleeding, flowing down his face.

This time he was confused, "You get up first, why do you want to follow me." The simple-minded Zijian finally understood what the thieves meant by following him, and he didn't understand that Zijian was a pig, but Zijian still knew a little bit, he didn't have such a big charm, so that the thieves were willing to work for him, he was just a dick.

"My lord, because you gave the little one a big piece of fat last night, no one has ever treated me so well, so the little one swore to follow the adult and die for the adult."

Zijian secretly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, last night he disliked the fat and lost his appetite, and by the way, he gave it to a thief next to him, who knew that today there would be someone who wanted to work for him for last night's incident, is this too cheap, he sold himself with such a piece of fat, Zijian was powerless to complain, if Zijian took a piece of fat meat to others in the future, and then thought that others would sell him his life, it would be good not to be sprayed by others.

Zijian has a large number of guys who are still kneeling, tying their hair with a straw rope, it looks messy, Zijian is most unaccustomed to these days' hair, messy, dry, and with long hair, and he doesn't wash it, how to look at it is not pleasing to the eye.

In later generations, there were artists with long hair, and they still took care of it, and they looked pretty good, but these people, hehe, Zijian didn't speak.

And then there was a ragged linen dress, a pair of torn straw sandals on his feet, a yellow and thin face, and finally, uh, no washing his face.

The whole person looks like a beggar.

The only point is that his eyes are bright, looking at Zijian with hopeful eyes, waiting for Zijian's decision.

Zijian: "I don't have any skills, isn't it better for you to go to the owner of the village?" It must be right to follow the owner of the village. "If a beautiful woman came to ask for adoption, Zijian immediately agreed, and a beggar-like person came to ask for adoption, uh, Zijian didn't want it yet.

Nonsense, close to Wumi Zijian felt the stench of the bandits, he didn't want a source of odor to follow him, so his nose couldn't stand it.

"Uh, don't knock it, okay, then you can follow!"

When the thief saw Zijian's refusal, he kowtowed to Peng Peng there, not lightly, but to the point of stumbling to death, and in two minutes, he might become a fool.

"Thank you, thank you, my lord, the little one will definitely listen to you in the future."

Zijian waved his hand, "Okay, you think about it, follow my requests a lot, if you can't accept it, you can leave by yourself." ”

"The little ones must listen to the adults."

After speaking, he knelt on the ground and assured, Zijian covered his face weakly, why do you say this person likes to kneel on the ground!

Zijian doesn't understand, it's normal to kneel for people in this era, simple officials have to kneel, simple elders have to kneel, anyway, it's right to kneel for people who have a little more power than you, fortunately, Zijian is in the thief's den, but there are not so many rules here, otherwise Zijian is really not suitable outside. Kowtowing can make him depressed to death, and now others kowtow to him, this kind of treatment is better than Zijian kowtowing to others by himself!

Zijian: "Get up, what's your name and where do you live?" ”

Li Si "Adult, the small one ranked fourth at home, and then was called Li Si by my father." The family lived in a village in Guangzhou Prefecture, and later the family's food was not enough, so the small one came out and was later taken in by the owner of the village. ”

Zijian vomited badly, another one named after a number, a bit of technology, okay! "Uh, the owner of the village is a thief, aren't you afraid, and come back with the owner of the village?"

Li Si "The little one was going to starve to death at that time, the owner of the village can take in the small one, what does the small one care, the adult, the small one has a request, if you want to deal with the owner of the village in the future, the small one can't obey orders." ”

Zijian glanced at Li Si obliquely, but he didn't expect that he was still a person who knew gratitude, yes, his heart was okay, he was not ungrateful, he sold his life to Zijian, and finally kept a small request.

Zijian didn't say anything, and then walked forward, Li Si followed behind without speaking.