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The real estate project of Wonderland is nearing completion.

The sales advertisement has been played at the beginning of the foundation of the real estate.

daytime

On the enclosed wall, a dazzling background map is painted, and the colorful characters are set off: "The famous capital of fairyland, the house of the gods." ”

night

The neon lights accompanied by the music of "On the Moon" flashed "The name is a fairyland, and the world is a wide and cold palace." ”

The towering building attracts pedestrians to stop, and the project is in full swing.

According to the developer's words, it is necessary to complete the overall project before September to catch up with the annual golden September and silver sales season.

At this time, Ding Jian, the engineering supervisor of the real estate, was carefully checking the quality of the project.

Ding Jian is a high-achieving student who graduated from the Department of Architecture of Huayuan University, and after graduation, he joined the Zongheng Engineering Supervision Co., Ltd. and became a project supervisor.

In the past three years, although Ding Jian has won a high reputation in the industry with his conscientious dedication, his reputation has gradually increased, but his salary has not increased.

I get up early every day and am busy at night, but I am still a moonlight clan with the power of the wilderness.

Because of this, three days ago, his girlfriend, who had been in love with Ding Jian for more than two years, announced the end of her relationship with him.

The ferry of love is sunk by the waves of desire, just as the Tydanic sank under the turbulent waves of the Atlantic, and there is no possibility of floating again.

Ding Jian's girlfriend is a beautiful girl, when the two first met, she said yes in order to find true love.

Life is precious, love is more valuable, but in the end, love ends in front of a house, a car, and a ticket.

The love that ended without a problem left a fatal wound on Ding Jian's psychology.

made Ding Jian in a trance, and often lamented in his heart: What is the situation in the world? It makes people so heartbroken.

Ding Jian climbed up the stairs layer by floor, and when he came to the eighteenth floor of this forty-two-story building, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold on to the wall and rested for a while, then turned around and came to the unenclosed balcony to check.

Ding Jian lowered his head and looked at the endless traffic on the street, and his girlfriend's cold smile appeared in front of him.

The words that pierced the heart rushed to the face again: "I was really blind at the beginning, and I saw you as a potential stock, but I didn't expect you to be a garbage stock." ”

Ding Jian felt a little trance-like, straightened up and shook his head, and walked forward calmly, but Nazhi stepped into the air, screamed, and fell down.

At this time, the location of Ding Jian's office was on the eighteenth floor, more than 50 meters above the ground, and it was possible to survive.

Ding Jian's wisp of Yuan Soul carried the resentment that he did not stay here and had his own place to stay, and he wandered to the Xianping period of Zhenzong of the Great Song Dynasty.

Chapter 1 Beginning to the Song Dynasty

In Bianliang City, Tokyo, in the back hall of a building materials shop on Shimizu Street, Ding Zhong, the shopkeeper, was pacing anxiously in the house, while his wife looked at her son who was lying on the bed with a yellow face, and kept shouting: "Qian'er, wake up, Qian'er, wake up." ”

At this time, their son Ding Qian, had a high fever for three days and had been in a coma.

At this time, a shopkeeper led an old man and ran in and said, "Shopkeeper, Lang Zhong is invited." ”

Ding Qian's mother stepped forward and pulled the old man with white hair and said, "Old man, please save my Qian'er, we are just such a single seedling." ”

Ding Zhong stepped forward and pulled away his wife, and said impatiently: "Go, don't cry here, delay Lang Zhong to see a doctor for the child." ”

Lao Langzhong came to the bed and stretched out three fingers to put Ding Qian's vein, frowned and pondered for a moment and shook his head and said, "Alas, this child may be incurable, so let's hurry up and prepare for the future." ”

Ding Qian's mother knelt down in front of Lao Langzhong and cried when she heard the "porphyr" cry: "Please, old man, save our child, he is only in his early twenties." ”

Lao Langzhong shook his head and said: "It's not that the old man doesn't save him when he sees death, it's that I can't go back to the sky." ”

Ding Zhong sighed and said, "Alas, old man, just look at the random prescription, and treat that dead horse as a live horse doctor." ”

The old man nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, the old man will open a prescription, whether he can save it depends on the child's creation." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the front counter to get paper and ink, and Lao Langzhong took it and wrote the prescription with trembling hands, handed it to Ding Zhong and said, "You can catch the medicine according to this prescription!" After frying, take three times a day with warm water. He stood up and was about to leave.

Ding Zhong hurriedly took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and said, "Old man, this is your consultation fee." ”

Lao Langzhong waved his hand and said, "Whether this child can be saved or not, I will charge you for your consultation." As he spoke, he picked up the medicine box and walked out tremblingly.

It is also strange to say that after taking the medicine for two days in a row, Ding Qian's face turned from yellow to red, and his breathing was normal, and by the morning of the third day, he had opened his eyes that had been closed for five days.

Ding Qian's mother said happily: "Son, you are scared to death." ”

Ding Qianyou opened his mouth weakly and said, "Old man, who are you, how can I be here." ”

Ding Qian's mother said: "Silly child, my mother sees that you have a fever and burns your head, this is your home, I am your mother, your father's name is Ding Zhong, and your name is Ding Qian." Speaking of your name, your father paid twenty dollars to ask the fortune teller to give it to you, just to make you as strong as a calf. ”

Ding Qian turned his head and looked around, and found that the house had no electric lights, no TV and no bathroom, and some were just a few clothes that he had seen in TV dramas and clothes worn by people in the Song Dynasty on the simple walls, and a large candle was placed on the bedside.

Ding Jian never dreamed that his soul had traveled through thousands of years of time and space and became the Ding Qian of the Song Dynasty. He shook his head and said, "Mother, my son's head may be really burned out, and he can't remember anything." What period is it now. ”

Ding Qian's mother said: "Tsk, it seems that you really burned your head, son, it is now the fifth year of Xianping, the third emperor of our Great Song Dynasty." ”

Ding Jian suddenly realized that he really came to the Great Song Dynasty and became Ding Qian, so it's okay.

At this moment, Ding Qian's stomach was rumbling and screaming, and Ding Qian's mother heard it and hurriedly said: "Seeing that my mother is so happy, I forgot that you haven't eaten water and rice for five or six days, wait, my mother will give you something to eat." ”

Saying that, he walked out on tiptoe, and after a while, he walked in with a bowl of pimples floating on oil stars and green onions, and said, "Son, you are sick, let's drink some thin appetizers first." ”

As he spoke, he took a small spoon and fed Ding Qian, and the fragrance of green onions suddenly came to his nose, and soon a bowl of pimple soup was drunk by Ding Qian.

After a bowl of pimple soup fell into his stomach, Ding Qian had some strength and said, "Mother, I want to go outside for a walk." ”

Ding Qian's mother hurriedly called the guy from the store and said, "Wang Xiaosan, you help the young shopkeeper to go out for a walk." ”

Wang Xiaosan hurriedly walked over and said, "Young shopkeeper, you have woken up." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to help Ding Qian to the door of the store, and saw people coming and going on the street, which was very lively.

Ding Qian looked at Wang Xiaosan a few years older than himself and said, "Little third brother, what is the name of our street." ”

Wang Xiaosan tilted his head in confusion and looked at Ding Qianyi and said, "Young shopkeeper, is your head really feverish and burned out as the old lady said." ”

Ding Qian had no choice but to pretend to be stupid and nodded: "Yes, little third brother, I can't remember what kind of place we are here." ”

Wang Xiaosan rolled up his sleeves and said: "Okay, less shopkeeper, then I, Wang Xiaosan, will tell you carefully from beginning to end, you can remember, don't look back and forget." ”

Ding Qian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I just have a fever and have forgotten all about the past, but I still have a memory." ”

Wang Xiaosan said: "Okay, you listen to me." Then he unleashed the eloquence he had cultivated as a shop man, and said like a river: "Young shopkeeper, we are here in Bianliang, Tokyo, and at the same time it is also known as Kaifeng Mansion." The street we are on is called Shimizu Street, and it is the busiest street in Tokyo except for Mikaido. ”

Then he pointed to the shops on both sides of the street and said: "Young shopkeeper, you see that almost all of them are doing business and opening shops." ”

Ding Qian looked around and saw that they were all shops doing business.

Wang Xiaosan said: "The business opened by our family is called Xinzhong Building Materials Shop, which specializes in bricks, tiles, wood, bamboo, straw mats and other things used to build houses. This is also one of the best in Tokyo, and there are few stores that can surpass ours. ”

In fact, the business scale of Xinzhong building materials shop is not very large, at best it can only be regarded as a medium scale, but this Wang Xiaosan is blowing the cowhide.

Ding Qian nodded and said, "Oh, little third brother, I know, I'm a little tired, you can help me go back to the house to rest." ”

Wang Xiaosan hurriedly helped Ding Qian into the house.

Ding Qian felt a little tired, fell into a groggy bed and fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already the time to hold the lamp.

Ding Qian's mother saw that her son had woken up, and hurriedly said, "Son, hurry up and eat." ”

The next morning, after breakfast, Ding Qian felt the strength of his body, and came to the street again, from the east side of the street to the end of the west, sure enough, as Wang Xiaosan said, there are buying and selling shops on both sides of the street, rice and flour grain and oil shops, fruit and dried fruit shops, daily grocery stores, farm tool stores, teahouses, hotels, green buildings, pharmacies, gambling houses, dyeing workshops, etc.

Ding Qian walked from the east to the west, and then came back from the west, he always felt that he should do something famous in this Song Dynasty.

Walking along Qingshui Street, Ding Qian returned home, Ding Zhong said: "Son, your illness is also cured, should you seize the time to learn to do business with your father." ”

Ding Qian said: "Dad, my son is really not the material for business. ”

Ding Zhong said angrily: "You are not a business material? Then what kind of material are you, you want to be the prime minister of the dynasty, but are you that material? You've been wandering around like this all day, when is the head, I can't support you until you're old. ”

Ding Qian said impatiently: "Dad, don't grind, can't I learn business with you!" ”

In this way, Ding Qian followed his father Ding Zhong and began to learn to start a building materials business, Ding Zhong thought that Ding Qian at this time had been possessed by the soul of Ding Jian, a talented student of the 21st century School of Architecture, and saw that his son had changed the laziness of the previous few years, and he was very happy in his heart to be handy in the building materials business.

In this way, Ding Qian ran outside, and Ding Zhong was inside, and it took more than a year to operate this Xinzhong building materials shop, which became more prosperous than before.

In the blink of an eye, in the first year of Jingde, Ding Zhong and Ding Qianye were ready to shake off their arms in the new year, but they thought that Xiao Xuan, the empress dowager of Chengtian of Liao in the north, personally led an army of 200,000 to invade the Great Song Dynasty, and in less than ten days, they had already arrived under the city of Lanzhou.

Lanzhou is only more than 200 places away from Bianliang, Tokyo, and it is all plains, and the iron cavalry of the Liao State is said to have arrived, and the residents of Bianliang City, Tokyo, suddenly panicked, and the rich families began to sell their houses, etc., and fled south one after another.

Ding Qian saw that there were sales notices and panicked crowds posted everywhere on the street, and said to Ding Zhong: "Dad, how much cash is left in our house." ”

Ding Zhong said: "Why are you asking this?" ”

Ding Qian said: "Dad, I have a useful point." ”

Ding Zhong said: "The silver is reserved for you to marry a daughter-in-law, and it can't be moved until the last resort. ”

Ding Qian said: "Dad, I'm still young now, and I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law so early." I see that you will take out the money, and take advantage of the fact that people are fleeing now, and take down a few houses facing the street, and sell them in the future to make a lot of money. ”

Ding Zhong glanced at Ding Qian and said: "Did you kid let the serious illness a year ago break his head, and seeing that the soldiers and horses of the Liao State were about to be killed, my father still wanted to escape, but you want to buy a house." ”

Ding Qian's soul came from the 21st century, of course, he knew that the army of the Liao State could only fight Na Lanzhou, so he said: "Dad, don't worry, the Liao State will withdraw its troops in less than half a year." ”

Ding Zhong said disdainfully: "Nonsense, are you Zhuge Liang able to pinch and calculate." ”

Ding Qian said: "Dad, look at it, it won't take a few days for the emperor to conquer in person." ”

Ding Zhong said: "I don't believe your nonsense!" ”

Ding Qian said: "Dad, don't believe your son's words, do you dare to make a bet with me, what if the emperor is personally recruited?" ”

Ding Zhong stomped his feet and said: "Okay, today Lao Tzu will make a bet with you, if the emperor really drives the expedition in a few days, then this family will be handed over to you." ”