When Zhu Changyuan woke up, everything around him had changed, his bedroom had changed, his bed had changed, the bedside cabinet, the computer, and all the daily necessities had changed.

Now, a simple wooden bed, the thin cover on it has been dirty, and there is a large shabby wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, which is opened to see that there is nothing in it except a few simple clothes.

Strangely, even the clothes inside seem to be ancient.

Zhu Changyuan was startled, and when he looked at himself, he was also wearing the clothes of ancient people.

What's wrong with me?

Before he could figure out the situation, there was a crackling sound outside the house, and he touched his dizzy head, stretched out his hand to open the dilapidated door, and a simple courtyard suddenly appeared in front of him.

The yard was simple and clean, and a rather naïve-looking fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was chopping wood in the yard, and was startled when he saw Zhu Changyuan, and said, "Little master, you, you, why are you up, are you still feverish?" ”

"Little master?" Zhu Changyuan touched his head and said secretly: "Is this calling me?" Glancing at the shabby robe and coat on the young man's body, I wondered if this was filming.

However, I haven't received any scripts, have I?

Could it be that it has been crossed?

"Hey, hey, hey......" Zhu Changyuan was suddenly laughed at his own thoughts, joking, crossing, that's a plot that only exists in a novel, right?

"Young Master." The young man ran to Zhu Changyuan's side in a panic, touched his head, and said, "Your fever hasn't gone away yet?" Go and get some rest, I'll call you when I'm ready." ”

Zhu Changyuan smiled and said: "Okay, don't joke with me, tell me which crew this is, hehe, is this axe not bad, it's real enough, doesn't it mean that real weapons are not allowed now?" He went to the middle of the courtyard, reached out and took the axe, and then took another piece of firewood and chopped it.

"Smack." A piece of wood was split in half, but Zhu Changyuan was stunned on the ground, speechless for a long time, staring at the sky in a daze.

Because, just after he chopped a piece of firewood, a crisp and mechanical voice came from his head: "The host changes the world and gets a little contribution value." ”

"Young master, young master. That's unacceptable. The young man ran to Zhu Changyuan's side and shook his sleeve, as if he was going to pull him up, but Zhu Changyuan shook his head and said, "Don't shake me, don't disturb me." ”

"Uh, uh, yes, young master." The boy obediently stood aside.

However, when Zhu Changyuan picked up the axe again and chopped a piece of firewood, the young man fell to his knees on the ground, almost crying, and said: "Young master, you have tormented me, you are the blood of the royal family, you must not do the work of this person." ”

Zhu Changyuan ignored the guy, his hand kept crackling, chopping a bunch of wood, and the voice in his head kept ringing: "Ding, the host changes the world and gets a little contribution value." ”

"Ding, the host changes the world and gains a little contribution value."

"Ding, the host changes the world and gains a little contribution value."

"Ding, the host changes the world and gains a little contribution value."

"Ding"

"Ding"

"Ding" ......

"Bang. Syllable. The axe in his hand was thrown everywhere, and Zhu Changyuan lay on the ground. The most worrying thing happened: I'm afraid I'm afraid I really crossed over.

The young man standing next to him was in a hurry, knelt down to help Zhu Changyuan up, and said, "Young master, you, you, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, get out of the way......"

Zhu Changyuan vigorously pushed the young man out of the distance, his chest rose and fell, and for a moment he was still a little unable to accept the reality in front of him, and the memories of the two lives came to his heart at the same time.

In this world, he is the grandson of the King of Bohai in the Ming Dynasty, after the King of Bohai was killed by the Tartars, the family fell apart, and in the family infighting, he was also excluded from the family. The young man in front of him is his most loyal house slave, who has been with him since he was a child, and his name is Zhu Jiu.

This world seems to be not quite the same as the Ming Dynasty in the previous history, but a parallel world, but it is not bad.

Zhu Changyuan didn't have the time and interest to delve into the memories of this life, he wanted to find out his condition and the system in his body as soon as possible, what was going on?

"Hey~"

Zhu Changyuan tried to communicate with that guy, but he didn't expect to be able to really communicate.

"Master, what information do you need, you can open the system interface, the system interface can be opened as follows......"

Zhu Changyuan followed the prompts of the system and opened the interface of that system, like the game interface of playing games in his previous life, a large rectangular screen with many buttons on it.

The first button is the exchange of items, after Zhu Changyuan pressed it, the thing displayed inside was only a cart in the shape of a small cart in the supermarket, the size and shape were similar, and the name was also called a cart.

On the back of the cart, there is a note: It is used to transport items between parallel worlds and the original world.

To exchange this item, it costs 1,000 Contribution Points. Whether to redeem or not, there is a yes button and a no button at the back.

However, when I saw that I only had a total of thirteen contribution points, I had to turn off this interface with a bitter face and return to the main interface.

In the second row of the main screen, there is a button that reads "Go back to the original world." Zhu Changyuan was overjoyed in his heart, stretched out his illusory finger and pressed it, and then a drop-down menu appeared, which was marked: Return to the original world, consume five hundred contribution points in one minute, and after the contribution points are consumed, the host will be forced to return to the parallel world.

"I ......" After Zhu Changyuan read it, he almost burst into foul language, returning to the original world turned out to be like this, he needed to consume contribution points, and he had to come back in the end.

This, well, as long as you earn enough contribution points, you can theoretically return to the original world permanently. Zhu Changyuan comforted himself.

However, you can't just chop wood to earn contribution points, right? You'll have to think of something else.

"Hey, there it is." After seeing that Zhu Jiu was reprimanded by himself, instead of complaining, he ran to the kitchen to cook diligently, Zhu Changyuan followed and said, "Ah Jiu, I'll help you cook." ”

"No, no, no." After a second of stunned, Ah Jiu looked at Zhu Changyuan as if he was looking at another person: "Young Master, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, you can't do this kind of rough work." As he spoke, he was going to push Zhu Changyuan outside the kitchen.

Zhu Changyuan had never cooked when he was at home before, but in order to verify whether he could get rewards as long as he did things himself, he still held back the smoke and went into the kitchen.

When I saw an old-fashioned pot, I secretly said that I don't know how to cook, or I'll help make the fire.

Zhu Jiu saw that he couldn't stop it, so he said, "Young master, why don't you light the fire?" ”

Before Zhu Changyuan agreed, he remembered the prompt sound of the system in his mind: "Ding, Ah Jiu released the fire mission, whether to accept it, prompt: the host's first task, and get a mysterious reward after completing the task." ”

"Accept." Zhu Changyuan accepted the task without hesitation, turned around in the low kitchen, leaned down and sat on a small wooden pier in front of the stove, and began to light the fire.

The old-fashioned ground pot, the bulky bellows, and the bottom of the pot burst out of the smoke from time to time, to be honest, Zhu Changyuan failed to burn the fire this time, and he didn't dare to complain about the torture of Ah Jiu, who was cooking on it, so he had to endure spending twice as long as usual to make the rice ready.

"Okay, young master, the meal is ready, no need to burn it anymore."

As soon as Ah Jiu's words fell, a mechanical crisp voice came from Zhu Changyuan's mind: "Ding, the fire task is completed, the host will be rewarded with two thousand contribution points, and another mysterious reward, will it be opened now?" ”

"Open." Zhu Changyuan was already a little impatient.

"Ding. The mystery box is opened, and the host gets a small cart that can be used to transport items while traveling between the parallel world and the original world. ”

The system sent a small cart, Zhu Changyuan was not surprised, the items on the huge screen of the surprise, it seems that only this small cart is the cheapest.

Since it is the first mission, the system has additional rewards, and the contribution of all this mission is far beyond the original amount, as much as 2,000 points, but thinking about these contributions can only make him return to the original world for four minutes, his heart can't help but feel cold.

After eating, Ah Jiu took Zhu Changyuan outside for a turn, the current season is the same as the original world, it has just finished the New Year, and it is still cold in spring, especially in the northern region, there is not much difference between spring and winter here.

The small courtyard of the two of them, in the middle of the lofty mountains, is a little open in front of the door, and about 100 acres of dry land have been reclaimed on it. It's spring wheat planting season, but there's nothing left of it.

On the edge of the land, there were a few dilapidated houses, in which lived a few tenants, who lived by cultivating the hundred and ten acres of land in the palace, and their lives were even more miserable, especially in this season of green and yellow, and they could hardly eat a full meal for half a month.

Zhu Changyuan looked at it, said to Ah Jiu Nunu, and said, "Let them all come over." ”

Ah Jiu didn't understand what the young master wanted to do, but he didn't dare to ask more, and walked quickly to the place where the tenants lived.

Zhu Changyuan returned to the yard and looked through the large vat containing grain, and found that there was a small half vat of wheat in it, and a smaller vat was almost full of a vat of grain.

Coupled with about 100 acres of thin fields in front of the door, this is all the property of Zhu Changyuan. As a descendant of the royal palace and the grandson of the King of Bohai, these possessions can be described as extremely thin.

Through memory, I learned that in fact, the Ming Dynasty in this parallel world, the King of Bohai does not know how many generations it has continued, anyway, one generation is not as good as the next, rights and taxes are decreasing day by day, plus it is in the buffer zone of the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty that has just been founded, and the small-scale wars are continuous, so the Bohai King's palace is also unable to make ends meet.

As soon as the King of Bohai died, the power changed, and the original Zhu Changyuan's father was interrupted in the dispute between the sons of the world, and the new King of Bohai was Zhu Changyuan's uncle, and Zhu Changyuan, who had become an orphan, was sent out at the beginning of the throne. gave him a hundred acres of dry land deep in the mountains, which was considered a separation.

However, this 100 acres of dry land is less than one-thousandth of the Bohai Wang's property.

100 acres of dry land, it sounds not very little, but you must know that in ancient times, the yield of wheat planted on a small acre of land, after working hard for more than half a year, the yield is less than 100 catties, and if a hundred acres of land is planted, it can produce about 10,000 catties of wheat. Well, 10,000 catties of wheat, it sounds like a lot, but it's actually about five tons.

But, on the other hand, this 100 acres of land needs at least ten or more people to plant, these people are the tenants in front of them, they also have to eat, they also have to live, they almost consume seventy percent of the output.

Zhu Changyuan can get 30% of wheat every year, that is, 2,000 to 3,000 catties of wheat, which is two cylinders when calculated from the big vat at his house.

Ah Jiu and Zhu Changyuan have to eat one and a half jars of daily meals every year.

In other words, the land given to Zhu Changyuan by the Zhu family's palace was barely enough to support him.

Let's not delve into these detailed accounts, anyway, Zhu Changyuan lives a very hard life, and he has just been able to wrap himself in food and clothing. However, for Zhu Changyuan, who now needs to change this parallel world with a mission, this is undoubtedly an excellent location. Because it is remote, uninhabited, surrounded by mountains, few people come in, unless there is a big war, and the people flee into the mountains.

More than a dozen yellow-faced and thin-skinned people came to the courtyard, and when they saw Zhu Changyuan, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed one by one, shouting from time to time, "Little Wangye." Zhu Changyuan took a look, and there were men and women, as well as four or five children.

There are only four adult men, they are brothers, surnamed Wang, according to the ranking, they are Da Lang, Erlang, San Lang, and Golang, Shiro is said to have died when he was a teenager, followed by three women, who are Da Lang, Erlang, and San Lang's wife, and in the back are five children, three boys and two women, and the oldest boy is fifteen or sixteen years old, but he may be malnourished for a long time, with yellow muscles and thin faces, and looks sick.

This family is a simple farmer, hard-working and willing to work.

"Get up." Zhu Changyuan casually sat on a small stool and asked kindly, "Do you have nothing to eat now?" ”

"Uh, uh." Da Lang hesitated and said, "Little prince, we still have some food." ”

The boy who had just grown into fifteen or sixteen years old stood up and said, "No, little prince, my father lied, I haven't eaten steamed buns for many days, and my grandfather is also sick, and his fever is so hot." I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for a few days? ”

"Little prince, help." Da Lang couldn't help it and cried: "Save my father." "They have difficulty eating and dressing, and where is the money to buy medicine for the elderly.

As soon as he cried, Saburo and Erlang behind him all cried, but Gorou didn't cry, but his face was not good-looking.

Zhu Changyuan stood up and said, "Don't cry, the old man's illness can't be delayed, you should have told me a long time ago." I'll go and see ......" turned around and said to Ah Jiu: "You cook a big pot of millet porridge, make it thicker, and make more." ”

Ah Jiu was very reluctant, but he didn't dare not listen to the young master's words, and several women behind him also followed Ah Jiu into the house to cook.

Zhu Changyuan took the four of them to the place where they lived, and when he entered the house, he saw a dry old man lying on the bed, and he didn't know if he was asleep, anyway, he roared loudly. Touching his forehead with his hand, Zhu Changyuan secretly estimated that it was a normal fever and cold, but it may have been delayed for a long time and was serious.

"Little prince, save my father."

The four of them all knelt down, Zhu Changyuan frowned slightly, and a familiar crisp voice came from his mind: "Wang Jiashilang issued a mission to save Wang Laohan, do you accept the task?" ”

"Pick it up." Zhu Changyuan did not hesitate.

He now has a unique advantage, that is, he has the capital to return to the original world and bring things, like Wang Laohan's cold, he can go to the pharmacy to buy cold medicine to treat.

"Okay, you wait for me." Zhu Changyuan left the small dilapidated house of the Wang family, returned to his room, and specially instructed Ah Jiu to cook, and no one was allowed to enter his room.

After the arrangement was made, Zhu Changyuan closed the door and opened the interface of the system, and now he wanted to go back and bring back Wang Laohan's medicine, and at the same time verify whether the system really worked.

Click on the system interface, enter the main interface, select to return to the original world, and a dialog box comes out: return to the original world to consume 500 contribution points per minute, and force to return to this world after the contribution points are consumed, do you want to go back?

The following two buttons are "yes" and "no", and what makes Zhu Changyuan spurt blood is whether there is an English mark "yes" and "no" below.

Be.