Chapter 3: Damn Primitive Society
With a "snap", Wang Meng threw a yellowed book in his hand on the ground, and kept muttering, "Damn, I see, damn primitive society." "Wang Mengmen has not come out for a day, and finally finished reading the book in his hand, this book turned out to be the village chief to Wang Meng sent over the village chronicles, on which their own font Wang Meng is a small seal that he knows, and he can see it clearly, this Xiajia Village has existed for more than 700 years, it is the junction of Wei, Zhao and the barbarians, to put it bluntly, it is a place where three things don't matter, so wars are frequent, these hundreds of years in the village have also fought hundreds of battles near the village, each battle is earth-shattering, millions of soldiers fighting, and there are countless immortals in the sky。 In this way, Wang Meng couldn't help but shudder, to put it bluntly, this damn place is not the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period at all, it is a different world, and what makes him even more distressed is that at his current age, he can't accept it to go to that Xiuzhen sect to apprentice, right? To put it bluntly, he has no system now, and he doesn't have a good age Qi and encounter anything, and he is a complete garbage in this Xiuzhen world. Or the kind of fighter in the garbage, Wang Meng knows the social structure of the Xiuzhen world very well, he respects the strong, and the people at the bottom are dust, not even as good as dust, he doesn't value any creation and invention at all, and culture is completely unimportant.
sighed, life should be lived, although it can't satisfy his dream of the protagonist, but how to be a rich businessman in this world to marry 10 8 daughters-in-law is no problem, now Wang Meng looks at no one pleasing to the eye, looking at the village chief standing below Wang Meng said angrily, "I don't know the old man's name, I don't know when I will go to the town?" ”
Now that he has arrived here, of course Wang Meng wants to see what the town is like in this era, whether he can have the opportunity to make a fortune, and he has worked in some small cottage factories before, some top-secret formulas or something, and he still knows a little more. Although we don't talk about quality, it seems that there is no such thing as quality and pollution in this world. If you can't be a rich businessman, with Wang Meng's self-confidence, you can definitely do many aspects of elite personnel, such as poets, painters, thinkers, philosophers, etc., so at least you can't starve to death. Wang Meng said that the general's desperate work should be left to those who don't want to die, and he can't hook it at all.
"The old man's name is Xia Minmin, if you don't dislike it, just call Lao Er Minmin," Hearing this, Wang Meng couldn't help but shudder, a very big old man actually called this name and didn't know how his parents gave him it, then the old man said again, "The old man's eldest son, he will go to the town next month to purchase some things, but what the situation in the county is now, it's hard to say, I'm afraid it's dangerous to go here." ”
"Don't be an immortal, I'm just like you. They are all ordinary mortals, but I am a merchant who was separated from the caravan from a far away, my name is Wang Meng, and it will be good to call me Wang Meng in the future. Let's be careful when we go to town this time, and the uncle can rest assured. ”
"Are you really not an immortal, how can you have the magic weapon of the immortal family if you are not an immortal?" the uncle looked at Wang Meng with a confused expression
"This is not the magic weapon of the immortal family, this is the power of science and technology, forget it, you can't understand it, you just treat this as an object made by a senior craftsman." ”
At this time, the uncle suddenly realized that this was a strange thing made by a craftsman, no wonder it was so magical, this "technology" was probably some secret method. And most of the people who look like this son with fine skin and tender meat are also young masters of rich families, and there are many things that the uncle can't understand and don't want to, after all, everyone has their own secrets.
"Childe, you haven't eaten for a day, Lao Er has prepared some special products from the mountain village, hurry up and come over to taste them. ”
Hearing this, Wang Meng found that he was really a little hungry, he hadn't eaten well for so many days, and he felt that his stomach was about to eat his stomach after another day without eating. It turned out that when I had a little beer belly, I thought that this fat greatly affected my image, but now... Nodding and following the uncle out of the house, he saw that there were more than 20 people outside the house, and he surrounded the small yard inside and out. A pair of eyes stared at himself like an animal, and he who had never been on stage was looked at uncomfortably, "cough cough" Wang Meng lowered his head embarrassedly.
The uncle also saw something, and winked at the villagers with all his might. This village is really a relative, with the introduction of the uncle, Wang Meng felt a feeling of a splitting headache, and finally nodded numbly. Then again, there are so many people, and the generations are so chaotic, who can remember whom? If you really can remember, who is a ghost? I looked at my watch, just to eat this meal, it has been half an hour just to introduce it, but looking at a pair of enthusiastic eyes, it is really hard to say anything.
But the villagers in this village are really simple, not to mention the clothes they wear one by one, just like calling Huazi, but their personalities are very cool, they don't say anything, they just smirk at Wang Meng, and there are a group of children who also look around Wang Meng and look like a group of gourd babies wearing small belly pockets and bare little butts. Wang Meng was also very excited to see so many people in ancient costumes for the first time, if he took a photo, he would definitely blow up his Weibo when he got home. Speaking of photography, Wang Meng ran back to the house and took out the most expensive object that he had spent half his life savings to buy, Jiajia micro single camera, this Jia Jia micro single camera is also to see that several classmates have bought a single reflex, and they often drive out to shoot beauties and buy, who doesn't want to know beauties, this may be able to take a picture and say that his daughter-in-law is not, Wang Meng was very confident at the beginning, and finally bought one, who thought that his level was not good, and a few classmates went out to shoot a few models and beauties did not ask for photos with themselves, but think about it, people are all long guns and short guns, every time you shoot that flash, you can have beautiful women's eyes flashing, and take a card-like camera yourself, someone asks you for a photo before you get a ghost. But every time I go out, I don't shoot in vain, and whenever I can't sleep in the dead of night, I don't take it out and take a look, and then, OOXX.
It took another long time, Wang Meng explained, the meaning of taking pictures and let everyone gather together, Wang Meng timed quickly and ran over, only to see a few seconds later the flash flashed, and then the whole yard exploded, sighing for this, since I already knew the result of the result, I don't understand, this is all with the villagers to understand why it is still so two, the yard is full of people around his Jiajia SLR playback while watching and smirking.
"Huh" With the exclamation of several villagers, Wang Meng was not in the mood after eating a few bites of food, so he ran over directly to look, and a few villagers didn't know how to press it, but they found a backward step, looking at the bikini girl he had photographed before. This bikini girl was taken at the city car show some time ago, for Wang Meng's era of information explosion, this bikini girl, nothing, but for this kind of village, it is definitely an atomic bomb-like feeling, and suddenly there are five or six young villagers nosebleeds.
"When, when, when" At this time, suddenly the bronze bell at the entrance of the village suddenly rang.