The village is not very large, the village chief said that there are only 20 or 30 households in this village, and the total population is only about 100 people, most of whom are mainly engaged in wheat planting, and a few wealthy families still raise a sheep and a few chickens. Of course, the so-called sheep raising family refers to the village chief's own family. The village chief's house is a standout in the village, not only a two-story building, but also a small attic, and at the back of the house there is a small yard with a sheep and chickens. John was taken to a room on the second floor, and then the village chief brought in a quilt and a mattress for John to tidy up himself.

Cotton is a very precious material, and most families are covered with animal skins, and cotton fabrics are rarely used. And there is a cotton sheet above the mattress brought by the village chief, which can already show the wealth of their family. John took it and began to make the bed. This kind of trivial thing is not difficult for John, although he has not done it a few times before, but he can watch it, and after three or two clicks, John sees this Selena lying on the bed and rolling, and Golia next to him also does the same. John watched the movements of the two little ones with a smile on his face.

When it was time for lunch, or rather dinner, the village chief told his son to go upstairs to John. John had to pay fifteen copper coins for a night's sleep, and he didn't bring any food, which had to be attached. The village chief's son is a man in his twenties, and it can be seen from the bulging muscles on his body that he is a good hand at farm work. Of course, this can also see the living conditions of the village chief's family, the average farmer is yellow and thin, where is there any possibility of developing a muscular man?

The village chief's house is bread and wild vegetable soup at night, the bread is not white bread made of pure flour, and the wheat bran added is not too much and cannot be called black bread, and some salted meat is also added to the wild vegetable soup, not to mention anything else, just looking at the oil attached to it can be seen that in order to prepare these things, the village chief has also made a lot of preparations. John guessed that they should have made their things better so that they could have a meal with them—how could there be such bread and broth?

What they didn't expect was that John turned down their invitation. Their food was not at all eye-catching in John's opinion, John could have avoided eating now, but if he wanted to eat it, he would have a lot of ingredients, and the food would be more exquisite than theirs.

John didn't eat, which made the village chief a little disappointed, after all, this was also his blood, and the bread was much better than what he usually ate, not to mention the salted meat, which was now a rare food. Originally, I thought that I could slaughter a sum of money, and I relied on this meal to recover the cost of the ingredients, but I didn't expect the other party to be on the set! The village chief was eating bread and drinking broth, and he felt that his heart was dripping blood. As soon as he was angry, the village chief looked at his son, who was still eating sweetly and showed a happy look on his face, and reached out to slap him on the head with some annoyance.

Because there were no oil lamps in the room, and the oil lamps had to be priced, John did not ask the village chief to take out the oil lamps, and in their somewhat contemptuous eyes, he took one out of the carriage and brought it upstairs. There was a hint of disdain in the eyes of the village chief's daughter-in-law: This person doesn't even want to give money for oil lamps? I don't believe you even have your own lamp oil.

But I'm sorry that John's lamp oil is indeed his own. Unlike using all kinds of miscellaneous oils, John's lamp oil is the best lamp oil he can buy on the market, not only will it not produce incomplete black smoke when lit, but it is also very translucent, just a small fire point can illuminate a large area, much better than a dim cooking oil lamp. John lit the lamp and sat down at the table, and the village chief downstairs looked at the lights in the building and spat to himself: I have met a miser today.

John didn't sleep all night, Selena rolled on the bed, and after a while he fell asleep, or pretended to be asleep. Gloria saw that John had been sitting at the table, and she wanted to accompany John with some worry, so she asked John to go to sleep. John just looked at the light on the table and spoke silently. John is a little scared of going to bed now. The feeling of being unconscious made him a little scared, and John wasn't ready to go to bed until he figured out what was going on, because sleep wasn't necessary for John.

Early the next morning, John heard a noise outside the door, and knew that it was the village chief's family who was about to go out to work, so John woke Selena, put Gloria in his hood, picked up the oil lamp and blew it out. Of course, John didn't eat breakfast, so he handed the copper coin to the village chief's daughter-in-law, and John pushed open the door and left the village chief's house. Yesterday John parked the carriage in the courtyard of the village chief's house, unattended. John doesn't worry about losing his goods, and no truck is safer than his own. Sitting in the carriage, John shook the reins slightly, and Marcie Marsie walked out slowly with small steps.

When John's carriage walked out of the village along the path, the village chief's wife looked at John's back and secretly spat on: "Phew, I met a miser today, and I was reluctant to rent even a lamp." ”

The village chief dipped the bread in his hand in the broth in the bowl, and looked at the small minced meat on the soft bread, and his face trembled twice because of some flesh pain: "Shut up, at least he stayed here for one night, and don't tell me that you didn't get anything in his van yesterday." "The pick-up truck parked in the yard is generally safe, but things like John's are so varied and messy that they can't be detected if they are taken away a little. So in the evening, after noticing that John was not paying attention to the movement outside, the village chief's wife sneaked up to the carriage and wanted to touch something casually. But when he came back to his senses vaguely, he found that he was already sitting at home, with nothing in his hands, and even the previous memory was blank. No matter what you think, you can't remember.

The evil door is evil, the village chief's wife feels a little weird, and she tries two more times, but it is the result, so she never dares to approach again. Now when I hear the village chief ask this, I don't know how to answer for a while.

According to the villagers, walking along the road, before the sun goes down, you can see a small town called "Sinis", there is a big lake near the town of Sinis, where there is a lot of lake products, and many merchants will buy salted fish there for people who are far away from the rivers and lakes.