There was a snowflake on the screen, and there was only a "hiss" sound in the room.

The sound is harsh.

Again, when Zhu Mingzhong woke up from his dream, it was only past 5 o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't remember when he slept last night, but it was certain that the TV was on all night.

In the Ming Dynasty, which was 50 years old in Yongping, there was no 24-hour television, and the television station would stop broadcasting at midnight and then broadcast the program again at 6 a.m. the next day.

In this regard, it is a bit like Zhu Mingzhong's childhood TV, but it is only limited to this, in fact, for the city of Zhongdu, except for the crowding, there seems to be nothing that can make him feel familiar, of course, this refers to the memory before his first crossing.

In fact, it is impossible to find any similarities, after all, it is not a similar era, except for traffic congestion. There are no similarities.

"Hey, if it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later!"

Looking up at the slight traces of permeability above the ceiling, Zhu Mingzhong muttered to himself.

Walked over and turned off the TV. The semi-basement was not plunged into darkness, except for the light of the street lamps shining through the narrow windows, and the occasional high beam of the headlights.

The creaking sound next door that makes people unable to sleep peacefully has disappeared, and in the early hours of the morning, it seems to be quiet, but the siren can be faintly heard, it sounds like it is coming from a distance, but it is very real.

For Zhu Mingzhong, who is young again, the feeling of rejuvenating is wonderful, many aging organs on the body are once again glowing with new vitality, and the lack of strength makes him extremely uncomfortable, not only for hearing, but also for a hidden place.

Lying on the narrow single bed like this, it took Zhu Mingzhong a while to calm down the new experience brought by his young body, but he didn't get up, but looked at the yellowed ceiling and fell into deep thought.

It has been half a month since he came to Zhongdu, but he did not look for a job, but lived in a semi-basement on the 46th Street of the Arsenal, which was the arsenal in the Xingqian period, and it was the weapons produced here that supplied the Ming army, and it was the guns produced here that repelled the Manchu Qing Dynasty and laid the foundation for the Ming Dynasty today. However, with the expansion of the city, the arsenal did not know where to move to, leaving only such a place name, the rent here is relatively cheap, which is why he chose here, according to Zhu Mingzhong's estimate, with the rent and expenses here, more than 2,300 yuan of property, enough for him to live here for two or three years, 1,717 yuan, which was the per capita income of the Celestial Empire last year. However, according to the newspaper advertisement for a waiter, the salary for a month is only seventy or eighty yuan.

With a place to live, it can be regarded as a temporary settlement. Of course, in the end, Zhu Mingzhong still had to find a job, but he didn't know what he should do.

Could a man who has been an emperor for fifty-five years work in that company?

Obviously, it is impossible for Zhu Mingzhong to adapt to this kind of life, although life always needs to adapt, but God knows, he has been trying to adapt, for example, every morning is just a simple pancake fruit, plus a glass of milk, as for lunch, it may be a fast food, dinner is a simple bowl of noodles, it is not easy to adapt to this kind of life, after all, he has long been accustomed to another way of life.

However, in addition to forcing himself to adapt to life as an ordinary civilian, for Zhu Mingzhong, his current life is simply heaven!

There is no need to think about the country, think about the future, the only thing you need is to enjoy the pleasures of life, and other than that, there seems to be no other pressure.

In the past half month, Zhu Mingzhong has been like any countryman who has just arrived in Zhongdu, strolling on the street, if it were not for the lack of money, I am afraid that he would go to the so-called "high-consumption area" to continue to enjoy life and enjoy the fun of life.

Of course, all this requires money.

And this is precisely what Zhu Mingzhong lacks.

Although it seems to be easy, the feeling of emptiness that has been lurking in his heart since the crossing also bothered him, because he knew that for him, the most important thing to survive was just relying on the more than 2,000 yuan, how could he live?

Maybe Zhu Mingzhong can play in Zhongdu now with his head held high, but what about a year or two later? What to do when the money is spent?

It is impossible for Napoleon II to pay him another 2,000 yuan, and in two years, maybe even this semi-basement will not be able to live in it.

A penny is hard to beat a hero.

What's next?

Someday you need to find a job.

But what kind of job are you suitable for?

Just lying on the bed, Zhu Mingzhong's heart was thinking like this, wandering around the street every day, looking at the mixed people on the street, he knew very well that if he continued to mix like this, then sooner or later, he would become a member of the mixed crowd.

This is obviously not what Zhu Mingzhong desires, it is true that he yearns for the life of ordinary people, but it does not mean that he is willing to live a poor life.

"You need a job!"

Again, Zhu Mingzhong muttered to himself.

Having a job means having a salary, and having a salary means that you have a place to eat and lodging in the future, and it means a new beginning in life. Maybe in just a few years, you can move out of such a basement, maybe in a few years, you may marry a wife, have children, and live a lifetime...... It seems that everything is so beautiful, isn't this the life you desire?

Although I really think that that kind of life is life, but the reality tells Zhu Mingzhong that kind of life is by no means heaven, and the so-called heaven is premised on money.

What's next?

In the park, a little girl rowed roller skates from the crowd made a beautiful movement flashed, looking at the little girl, Zhu Mingzhong's face couldn't help but show a smile, many years ago, in order to let the children have fun, he "invented" roller skates with four wheels, can do turns, forward and backward movements, in fact, it is the most widely spread roller skates in later generations. However, at that time, only a few wealthy people could afford to play, after all, its cost was too high, and four miniature bearings were expensive.

And now, apparently, such roller skates have gained popularity.

Because it's not a weekend, there are only a few visitors in the park, and most of the benches are empty. When he sat on a chair, Zhu Mingzhong subconsciously looked at the chair, and the nameplate made of bronze on the chair was clearly written.

"Three years of prosperity, the gift of Empress Xiaoxian"

This is the park that Ling'er gave to the people nearby, and among the lush trees in this park, Zhu Mingzhong can even find a few trees that were planted with Ling'er back then, and those trees have grown into towering trees.

Sitting on the bench, Zhu Mingzhong thought for a long time, and finally he sighed again. When he got up, he looked at the bronze medal again, let out a sigh, and then left silently.

Zhongdu Royal Library, is the oldest public library in the Ming Dynasty, but also the largest, there is a royal library in almost every city in the Ming Dynasty, which was built by Zhu Mingzhong from the inner library, and even most of the books in the collection, that is, the royal donation. It seems that the people of Daming have always benefited from this, and even in the most remote areas, the people can see the latest published books.

For Zhu Mingzhong, although he cares about the evaluation of himself by later generations, he needs to understand this era through the collection of books in the library compared to exploring the so-called three major virtues and contributions to the Celestial Empire. Learn about the level of technology in this era.

For the next half a month, Zhu Mingzhong, like many students, immersed himself in the library, learning about history and reading various technical journals.

"Dapeng 3 passenger aircraft, two 1,000 horsepower star engines, a maximum range of 5,000 miles, a speed of 315 miles per hour, 21 seats ......"

Looking at the latest passenger aircraft introduced in the magazine "Aviation Times", the Dapeng 3 passenger plane, and the pictures in the magazine, Zhu Mingzhong, who felt that this aircraft was somewhat similar to the DC-3 aircraft in another time and space, said to himself.

"It's about the level of technology in the 30s."

Then, Zhu Mingzhong's brows furrowed, although the technology has been improving, but from his understanding for a period of time, he can clearly feel that the technology of Daming is backward to some extent, or the technology of this space is backward.

The automobile was invented more than 70 years ago, and the airplane was invented 50 years ago, but in terms of technology as a whole, it is almost 20 years behind the other time and space.

"If normal technological progress is followed, it should be a jet flying in the sky now."

In addition to talking to himself, Zhu Mingzhong continued to wander around the library, sometimes, he would pick up a magazine to read, compared with the backwardness of automobiles, aviation and other technologies, the living standards of the people of the Celestial Empire, but ahead of the times, from the magazine, you can see the standard "model room" of this era, a clean apartment with light green walls wrapped in curved baseboards, a white refrigerator with a simple stainless steel kettle, a flying saucer-shaped chandelier under a good wooden round table, green grass outside the curtains, and a unique telephone booth on the street corner, The transparent spherical rain cover looks particularly trendy. However, the coin-operated mechanical turntable telephone reminded him that the technology of this era seemed to be falling into a kind of stagnation.

"How so?"

Zhu Mingzhong, who was troubled by this question, frowned, and while strolling between the bookshelves, he thought about the problem, and when he came back to his senses, he unexpectedly found himself in a book area, which was a book with literary works, looking at the vast sea of books in front of him, Zhu Mingzhong took out one of them casually, and then looked through it.

This is a book written about overseas adventures.

Looking at the one in his hand, Zhu Mingzhong's face was slightly proud, if there was anything to be proud of in the years that he had been in charge for so many years, in addition to this huge territory, I am afraid that the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty was revived again during the Xingqian period.

"Maybe you can borrow one and come back ......"

Zhu Mingzhong, who was trying to pass the time, suddenly lit up in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Maybe, maybe...... Write a ......"

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On the way home, Zhu Mingzhong thought a lot, as a traverser, although it was the second crossing, he actually didn't have any "experience", in fact, this matter was not a plan at all, at the beginning, it must have been a drift, just like Zhu Mingzhong At the beginning, what he thought about was nothing more than to help Zheng Chenggong avoid the failure of the Northern Expedition, and even thought about the retreat after the failure of the Northern Expedition.

In this way, there is no rule at all, and at the beginning, I thought that I would become an emperor one day.

At the beginning, there was no rule, and now it is also going with the flow, especially in this peaceful and prosperous era, naturally there is nothing to save the country and save the people, and the grand cause is not to talk about, what is faced is actually the daily trivial matters of chickens and dogs, in fact, in the final analysis, it is still how to live, and even survive the trivial matters.

It's definitely not the way to go.

What I saw in the library gave Zhu Mingzhong some inspiration.

Writing is indeed a very good knowledge, as far as he knows, as early as the fifth year of Xingqian, Li Yu in Nanjing became a millionaire by writing hundreds.

Come on, let's write it......

The paper is a solid arrangement of manuscript paper, and the pen is the gold pen of the Xinming brand, which is the famous brand of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the skilled craftsman of the Ming Dynasty under the direct instruction of the emperor, and it took ten years to make the gold pen, which is actually a fountain pen.

Spreading out the paper and drawing up ink, Zhu Mingzhong sat down at the table and began to think about what to write.

It should be said that it is what should be copied.

Zhu Mingzhong studied engineering in college, but because of his hobby, he can be regarded as reading more than 10,000 volumes, of course, if books like "Thing in the Pool" and "White J" are counted, he also has some understanding of the market in the Ming Dynasty. As the saying goes, "it is better to sell ancient texts than to sell current texts, and it is better to sell current texts", popular vernacular has long been the most mainstream reading material in society.

And now, fifty years after Yongping, the vernacular is of course the mainstream of the market, since you want to make a living by writing, you should definitely use easy-to-understand vernacular, such as martial arts, science fiction and even romance, and even something like a monk of Dengcao, you can also consider it.

Of course, Zhu Mingzhong will never write it himself - he decided to "copy" a few copies to make ends meet, which may also be a good choice.

Sitting in front of the desk, Zhu Mingzhong thought about it for a while, and finally decided to write some works for people's entertainment first, such as martial arts. After all, for him, it is basically equivalent to his enlightenment.

But which one should be copied in so many?

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