Walking along the road until more than an hour later, Liu Hong finally saw people.

It was an old woodcutter, and Liu Hong rushed up excitedly when he saw it, intending to ask for directions.

But he stopped again after running a few steps, and it was still a problem of language barriers, and I didn't know if the old man could understand the words.

But fortunately, on the road of endless people, Liu Hong saw a few people pushing things out from a distance, looked behind them, and found that there were traces of buildings, and there should be a small village in front of them.

Tightening his back and putting on his mountaineering bag, Liu Hong walked towards the small village with a happy smile on his face.

He must be happy, now his stomach is rumbling with hunger, and if he can't solve the problem of eating, he will go back to the modern age.

This small village is not big, and it took less than half an hour to complete it, but Liu Hong had a feeling of collapse.

Why?

Because "what about the inn that was said to be good?" ”

When Liu Hong walked to the entrance of the village again, he muttered to himself at the village.

It's not just an inn, it's not even a wine shop!

A group of children who followed him threw a small stone and woke up Liu Hong in a daze.

Needless to say, the hungry person was angry, but I saw Liu Hong glaring at the child, "Hmph! ”

With a sound, the children immediately scattered.

Helpless, Liu Hong had no choice but to walk to a house, intending to ask for something to eat.

It happened that there was a mottled door in front of the house at the entrance of the village, and I thought that there were also literate people, so I stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Eh~~~ Who!"

Inside the room, a man's voice was heard.

Of course, Liu Hong didn't know what he was talking about, these were his guesses.

This man doesn't speak Chinese, even if Liu Hong is still learning Middle Chinese and still doesn't speak it very well, he still knows these very simple words.

For example, who it is, eating, sleeping, or whatever, he learns it first.

Fortunately, the ground was not a slate or anything, Liu Hong squatted down and took a small pebble and pulled it up.

'Excuse me, where is the inn here?'

The man looked at Liu Hong with a different face, obviously feeling very strange for Liu Hong, a person who did not speak, but wrote on the ground, but the next moment he changed his eyes to look at Liu Hong, it was a kind of pity look, probably misunderstood something, such as a deaf and mute person or something.

After writing, Liu Hong raised his head eagerly and looked at the master's house.

He was dressed in a very ordinary caftan brown, and did not have a crown on his head, but his hair was tied up with a square scarf.

The man grinned, "¥%......*&%......#%%. ”

It's a pity that Liu Hong didn't understand what he said at all, and then he pointed to the words on the ground, and then wrote on the side, "I'm very sorry, I don't understand your words."

'Cumbersome strokes make it hard for him to write.

Although it is not denied that the orthographic characters are more charming, it is a pity that if you go to write the orthographic characters after you are used to writing simplified characters, you only feel all kinds of hardship and cumbersomeness, especially the words that are written now, there are too many strokes.

The man paused for a moment, then stepped forward and took the pebble in Liu Hong's hand, and then wrote on the ground.

Although the font is somewhat different from the Chinese characters written by Liu Hong, it is still understood in combination with the context.

This is just a small village in the mountains, and it is not where China is, where do the rich and noble people want that inn.

This is not the answer Liu Hong wants.

'So where do I go to exchange my coins for some food?'

There was no way, Liu Hong had to write his purpose on the ground.

The man looked at Liu Hong, looked at it carefully, and then wrote on the ground: 'If you don't mind, you can come to the cold house to eat some, and then go to Dali, there is still an inn there.'

How is it?

Although some of the words on the ground are not recognized, the meaning of the words is already clear in the context.

'Very good!

Very good!

There is Mr. Law.

Liu Hong felt like he was crying with joy, how charming the future was about to be born.

'Don't dare to be the title of sir, dare to ask your Excellency what to call him?'

Under the white rainbow, the word shines.

The man, that is, Bai Hong's words on the ground, indicated his identity.

Seeing that Bai Hong revealed his identity, Liu Hong was not lazy, after all, he had to eat here next.

'Your Excellency is polite, under the surname Liu Minghong, the word is Guanwen' Yes, Liu Hong has words, not taken by himself, but recorded on the family tree.

Most people don't know their own words, but they just use their surnames and first names, which was very rude before the Republic of China, even when it was the Republic of China, words were very common.

But not knowing the word does not mean that there is no word, many families with genealogy, even if they have little contact with their hometown, when they go back to the ancestral shrine of their hometown, they will find that their names may be different, and they generally have words.

When Liu Hong learned traditional knowledge, he found that he didn't have words, so he ran to discuss it with Liu Che, but Liu Che said that he had words, but he had forgotten them on the genealogy, and asked Liu Hong what he was doing.

Liu Hong didn't say much, just said that he suddenly wanted a word.

After Liu Che found out, he called and asked the old man in his hometown, so that after checking it, he knew Liu Hong's words, Guanwen.

Looking at the text of the sages, the ambition of the predecessors.

This is Liu Hong's name, which carries his family's expectations for him, although now almost everyone doesn't care about it.

However, after writing his name, Liu Hong complained in his heart about Bai Hong's words, although he knew that it was a bit rude, but: "This Yaohui's words, this Bai Hong's name, is completely the rhythm of the protagonist, but people look a little sorry." ”

Bai Hong looks very ordinary, and can even be said to be a little ugly.

I entered the house and looked around a little.

This is a very ordinary thatched house, the light in the house is very dim, it should be that the windows are not open, but the layout of the house is still relatively neat, and useless things are put in their own places.

As Bai Hong came to the table, he sat down with his gestures, and then saw Bai Hong smile and enter the back room and bring out a plate of black things.

Shyly smiled, Bai Hong spoke: "! @%#@%#%￥。 ”

Halfway through speaking, he patted his forehead again and smiled embarrassedly at Liu Hong.

He brought another sea bowl and poured it full of water for Liu Hong.

motioned for Liu Hong to eat.

Looking at the black lump in front of him, Liu Hong swallowed his saliva, then picked up a piece and bit it a few times before swallowing it.

It's a steamed bun!

This is the steamed bun!

The black lump was made of wheat flour, but the husk was not cleaned, or not removed at all!

Although I want to say that this is eaten by people.

But thinking that this is Dali, it is the Middle Ages, Liu Hong understands.

I ate four pieces with water, and although my stomach was a little uncomfortable, I was finally not hungry.

looked up at Bai Hong, and wanted to write some words of thanks, but saw Bai Hong looking at the bun in front of him with a distressed expression.

Although Liu Hong immediately retracted when he raised his head, Liu Hong still noticed it.

Liu Hong, who had a few points in his heart, touched and touched his body, and then took it out of the backpack, almost turned the backpack over, and then took out a small piece of silver, about two taels, and then handed over a white rainbow, the expression on his face looked very embarrassed.

It's not that he doesn't have more silver, it's just that he doesn't have to.

Wealth is moving!

To be a human being, we must treat others with the most genuine kindness, but we should not be stingy with the deepest malice to speculate on others.

This was the advice given to him by one of his former teachers.

Besides, even if Bai Hong is not interesting to him, what about other people about Bai Hong?

So it's very important to be embarrassed.

Bai Hong obviously froze for a moment, and then waved her hand in a panic to refuse.

Then he poured some water into the bowl, dipped it in the water and wrote, 'What does this mean?'

Do I eat with you in return?

However, Liu Hong didn't eat this, besides, he still saw Bai Hong's family background, and the poor could do it.

Putting the silver on the table, Liu Hong also dipped some water in the sea bowl and wrote: 'I am in trouble today, although I have a little wealth, but unfortunately it is useless.

Brother Yaohui's kindness of a meal, how can this money be repaid?

After writing, Liu Hong stared at Bai Hong seriously, revealing a meaning that he could never refuse.

Seeing that Liu Hong was already like this, Bai Hong also accepted this small piece of silver, then got up and crossed, and finally sat down and dipped in water and wrote: "It's getting late now, and it will take three or four hours to go to Dali.

After Liu Hong saw it, he nodded, and then wrote: "There is Brother Lao Yaohui."

After writing, he looked up and smiled at Bai Hong, and then sorted out his backpack.

Seeing that Liu Hong agreed to stay, Bai Hong also smiled heartily, and then took Liu Hong to walk around his room, and then arranged a bed for Liu Hong.

It is said to be a bed, but it is actually a high platform built of earth with straw and an old linen cloth on it.

But Liu Hong doesn't care, what period is it now?

Where?

Dali is just a small country, and here is a small village in a small country!

Think about the relatively developed modern society, there are people who are not well fed and clothed, let alone a small village farmer at this time?

After Liu Hong was arranged, Bai Hong picked up a hoe and went out, probably to the field.

Liu Hong, who stayed at Bai Hong's house, looked left and right to see if it was okay, so he began to practice "Ling Bo Weibu" and visualize "Northern Shengong".