In autumn, the days are short.

The light is late and the darkness is early.

At about half past six o'clock, the genius was bright, and Chu Fan walked on a tree-lined path.

At this point in time, according to the next shift, it was after the fifth watch, and the city gate was opened. According to the hour, it is the time of day.

Chu Fan's recent habit of taking an early morning walk was brought out by Shi Meng.

Every morning before six o'clock, he had to get up and go to the yamen to answer the call, that is, to take up the roll call. No matter how lightly you are, there will always be a rustling sound. Especially when everything is silent, the horses' hooves step on the stone slabs, and the clattering is thrilling.

Since Chu Fan refining qi, his sleep has been decreasing, but his body has become stronger and stronger, and he has become more and more energetic. Coupled with his unparalleled hearing, it was difficult to fall asleep after being woken up, so he simply got up and walked.

He and Gardenia belong to people with no identity, black households.

The main role of Shi Meng is to prove the identity of the common people, and it is best to use those from the distant Yan country. Eight thousand miles apart from the clouds and the moon, it is basically impossible to be pierced.

But the operation is too difficult, and he doesn't even know where to start with the fake, Shi Meng has never seen what Yanguo Road looks like. Retreat to the next best thing, and look for the road guide of Yunmeng Xiaoguo, which is adjacent to Li Country and only 600 miles away from Yangwu County.

Yunmeng still had one city and eight counties more than ten years ago, because the national teacher Wei Fengyun did not return, and only one royal city was left in pieces, and its demise was a certainty. The lord of Yunmeng is arrogant and arrogant, refuses to return to the surrounding area, and promises to live and die with the royal city.

Under the nest, how many eggs are gone?

The common people do not have the consciousness of coexistence and death, so they will run away, and there are many people who have left their homes, and all countries enjoy their achievements. The Lord of Yunmeng is very merciful and generous at this point, and he will issue guidance to those who want to go, and he will not block it.

Therefore, Yunmeng Road is the best, but it is not easy to find one that fits Chu Fan Chu Ling's situation. Shi Meng has been a head catcher for many years, so he naturally has a way, so he simply spent a lot of money to hire someone to go to Yunmeng Country to tailor it. It is not easy to return to 600 miles of mountains and heavy water, and it is estimated that it will take ten and a half months to get it.

Chu Fan was not in a hurry.

finally settled down, there is no need to break through the border to join Ji Guo.

Since this world can prove the way of heaven, seek immortality, and ascend to heaven in one step, he is not very interested in martial arts. But at the moment, there is no other way to protect yourself and the little girl, you must practice diligently, take one step at a time, and look at it one step at a time. There are no immortal masters in Yangwu County, so it is a good place to hide.

Combat effectiveness is improving rapidly, so don't stop. Wait until you hit a bottleneck, and then look for opportunities.

Ignoring things outside the window and only reading the books of sages and sages is easy to make people stupid.

The same is true for practice.

Chu Fan asked Shi Meng for a white servant status in order to better integrate into this era. But the reputation of "book copyist" has long been gone, so he has to still dress up as a scholar and wear a white robe. The rope and iron ruler that come standard for catching fast are naturally inconvenient and unnecessary, and a pair of fists is enough.

Yunmeng Luyin, who can prove his identity, has not yet been obtained, and Shi Meng can't be filed with the government, but he shouts out first. As a result, in this area of Beicheng, everyone knows that a new Yunmeng scholar has come to do white labor, and he is a distant relative of Shi Zhutou.

That night, silver fell from the sky, and the whole city was in an uproar, and even the county order was alarmed. But in the last investigation, no one admitted to picking it up. What's more, there was no name engraved on the silver, and no owner said that it was his family, and the matter was finally settled.

However, the flow of money between acquaintances in Yangwu County has undergone subtle changes.

Originally, one tael of silver was exchanged for 1,000 copper coins, but a strange silver nugget printed with fingerprints had to be exchanged for at least 1,200 yuan, and the clearer the lines, the more it could be exchanged. It is said that a dozen older children hide half a large ingot, and the finger marks on it are like carvings. He didn't redeem 1,500 wen or tael, he would rather eat porridge and swallow chaff, saying what kind of immortal gifts, longevity and longevity, how can he exchange money?

Han Moxuan died down, and the "White Deer Cave Anthology" of one hundred taels of silver was dismantled by the little girl hatefully. Shi Meng came to the door with silver to ask for a golden hairpin, and the shopkeeper Li was worried about bitter melon, begging his father to tell his grandmother. In the end, everyone wrote off the sesame mess account, and the hairpin was worth 118 taels and 5 yuan for the book.

Zhang Biao, the head catcher in the southern district, suddenly contracted an illness and did not go out for five days.

After Shi Meng held a grand funeral for Kuaishou, who was chasing Yang Qi and died, he bought a few acres of thin fields for orphans and widows in the countryside to make a living. Everyone on the rivers and lakes gave a thumbs up, and they called for the stone to catch the head and the sky was thin.

Although the number of fast catchers in the North District is small, in recent days, after going out, they are full of energy and hold their heads high. The southern district caught much faster, and took advantage of the momentum of Zhang Biao and Yan Wei, who were the head catchers, and they didn't give way to walk in the past. This time, when I met my counterparts in the North District, I cowered and avoided to the side.

After Chu Fan set up a partner at Shi Meng's house for a few days, he felt inconvenient. Besides, the little girl grows up day by day, and it is not good to live in the same room after all. So he told Shi Meng to go down the abandoned yard behind the house and open the fence wall. The two families live separately and eat together.

The front of the house is a hall house and two wings, east and west, and behind it is a stove house and a firewood house. Fei silver is sixty-five taels, the head of the household on the deed writes Chu Ling, and Shi Meng is the middleman.

The little girl sleeps alone in the west wing, and she is not used to it at first, afraid of the dark. Chu Fan had to patiently tell her stories under the oil lamp, and waited until he fell asleep before leaving.

The yard is small and peaceful.

There is an osmanthus tree and a well in the courtyard.

Stone steps, blue brick paving, glazed tiles, make a little girl happy as if she has entered the heavenly palace.

Within a few days, she seemed to have entered the role of a little hostess, muttering with a smile that she would raise chickens, ducklings, rabbits, and preferably a lamb.

Chu Fan couldn't cry or laugh, and told her that chickens could be raised, but they had to wait for spring, and it would be difficult to live in winter. Ducks are not allowed because there are no ponds. Don't raise rabbits and sheep, they will gnaw the flowers and plants in the yard into bald scoops.

Seeing that Sister-in-law Shi cooks two meals by herself, she also has to take care of the children, do laundry, sew and mend. Chu Fan wondered, should he simply ask a maid to take care of these housework, and by the way, he could accompany the little girl to relieve his boredom. Who knew that before he could speak, the little girl turned her back, and the tears fell straight away.

After a lot of coaxing, she finally threw herself into Chu Fan's arms and choked up: "...... Brother, I'll cook the food, I'll wash the clothes...... Brother, I don't want one more person in the house......"

Well, by the way, wipe the tears on his chest.

Helpless, Chu Fan had no choice but to snuff out this immature idea.

Walks gradually developed a routine.

Get up at six o'clock in the morning, brush your teeth and wash your face, walk more than 200 meters north to the base of the city wall, walk more than a mile east along the city wall and turn south, where there is a vegetable market. Walking past the vegetable market and the Judge's Temple, and then turning west and back, it is a clockwise direction.

At midnight, that is, the city gate was opened at five o'clock, and there were vegetable farmers waiting outside the city. When I passed by the vegetable market at seven o'clock, there were many people gathered inside, bustling with shouts and shouting one after another. Between the vegetable market and the judge's temple, there is a slip that sells breakfast. At this time, he would sit down at a wonton stew shop, finish one bowl, and then carry four bowls back in a food box.

At about half past seven, the little girl woke up, and Sister-in-law Shi got up early. When he got home, the ravioli was still hot. After Shi Meng finishes his work, if he is fast, he can rush back at this point, and if he is slow, he will go to eight or nine o'clock, so he will stew the wontons and heat them up.

At first, the little girl also had to accompany her brother early in the morning, but Chu Fan resolutely stopped her. When she was growing up, she couldn't get up too early and didn't get enough sleep.

Shi Meng and the lady were flattered, and at Chu Fan's insistence, they reluctantly accepted his move to buy breakfast for everyone.

For Chu Fan, this couldn't be more natural, just a gesture. But in the eyes of outsiders, it was his distant relative who worked as a servant for the Shi family.

In fact, the commoners of this era generally only ate two meals and had no concept of breakfast.

At sunset, dinner is eaten around four o'clock in the afternoon. The sun rises, and the sun comes out to do a while of work, and around nine o'clock eat yesterday's leftovers, called gluttony.

The aristocratic lord doesn't care, he can eat as much as he wants.

Farmers who sell vegetables get up too early, and they will inevitably go hungry when they enter the city. A few will eat a snack outside, and most will eat dry food brought by home. Others simply had an empty stomach and stiffened until they went home for dinner.

So that small food stall, business is not good or bad.

Chu Fan had three meals a day, and sometimes he even made some supper to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, which shocked his eyes.

There is often such a discussion.

"See, that scholar is a relative of Shi Zhutou's family, and he has to eat three meals a day. ”

"Oh my God, a loser. I'm afraid that the gold and silver mountains will be eaten by him, no wonder they ran from Yunmeng to our Yangwu. ”

Chu had good ears, and when he heard it, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, unable to make a sound.

For breakfast, he only eats Li Su.

When they first met, he didn't pay attention to her, nor did he pay attention to her wonton shop, and only a little girl about two years old stumbled towards a boiling cauldron. At that time, the fair woman was busy on the board with her back to the child, and the few diners were gobbling it up.

The little girl was very curious, and stretched out her chubby little hand like purple ginger sprouts as she walked, as if she wanted to touch the steaming big dick that was chest high.

But she just learned to walk, and before she could stand firmly, her little body threw herself into the pot.

The Juanxiu woman turned her head, her soul was almost frightened, and her face was instantly pale as paper, but she didn't have time to react.

Only a loud roar was heard, and the air exploded.

A white-robed scholar appeared in front of the pot out of thin air and hugged the little girl.

Woo......

The wind poured into the Chaos Shop.

Cut green onions flew on the board, and a diner's straw hat was rolled up. The other had just raised his head, opened his mouth and didn't have time to swallow, and was choked by the strong wind and coughed incessantly, and tears flowed.

The grass was flying on the streets, and there were shouts in the distance about how the fire that had just been raised had been extinguished by a strange wind.

Li Su squatted on the ground and hugged his heart and liver baby tightly, trembling all over, tears flowing silently.

The little girl didn't understand, timidly touched her mother's sideburns, and turned her head to look at the strange uncle who had hugged her just now.

The white-robed scholar stood quietly.

When Li Su took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe away his tears and looked up, his lips opened lightly before he could say thank you, he smiled and spoke first: "Trouble, let's have a bowl of wonton stew." ”

The sun rises and shoots the first golden thread.

The young scholar was backed by the blue sky, surrounded by golden light, and smiled slightly to reveal his white teeth.

Li Suhao was dizzy for a while, thinking that he was in a dream.