"This is Tanggou Town?"

Li Chaosheng looked at the mud and straw house in front of him, which was almost 90% made of yellow mud, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this is too poor.

"That's right, Childe, this is Tanggou Town."

The car boss said, after hearing this, Li Chaosheng took down the box, took out a penny of silver cakes and handed it to the car boss, the car boss hurriedly thanked him and ran away with the car.

He made a lot of money this time, and he usually went to Tanggou Town for a trip, and he would charge twenty wen at most, and one penny of silver was one hundred wen, five times the difference.

This is equivalent to 20 yuan for a taxi trip, but the customer gave 100 yuan, happy or unhappy.

Five times the profit was enough for him to take a risk to Tanggou Town.

With this money, if you buy rice and noodles, you don't have to worry about being hungry for at least a week, and you can even have extra money to buy some meat to satisfy your hunger.

"It's really a poor country, but it's okay, I'm mentally prepared."

Li Chaosheng walked towards the town below with the box, and the children on the road saw Li Chaosheng hiding behind trees or beside firewood and straw stacks, showing a timid expression.

The Ming Dynasty implemented a household registration system and strictly controlled the population, so the population rarely moved, so a person from a village would attract a group of onlookers.

Although the household registration system at the end of the Ming Dynasty was no longer so strict, there was still very little one in Xiang Tanggou Town, especially a person like Xiang Li Chaosheng, who was gorgeously dressed and had a luxurious temperament.

Don't be confused, Li Chaosheng's seemingly simple Confucian shirt can really only be described as luxurious, because it is too poor here, and the more you go inside, the poorer you become.

An old man with a yellow face and thin muscles, a child who has no clothes and can only run around the streets naked, a man with a vegetable face and clothes with patches everywhere, and a thin man like a hemp pole.

Along the way, everyone looked at Li Chaosheng with an expression of looking at a novel creature, and their eyes were full of curiosity and fear.

Li Chaosheng looked at these people as if he had seen African refugees in a news broadcast, which was malnourished due to long-term lack of food

In fact, it is not surprising that it is now the end of the Ming Dynasty and the Xiaoice River period, the grain is not as good as the year is the year, the harvest is poor, and the greedy landlords and the imperial court have not reduced their taxes, resulting in the peasant households who were barely able to make ends meet in the past, and they have become the current picture of not having enough to eat at all.

And this situation is getting worse, this is Shaanxi, the situation here will be more serious next year, this time I went back to Li Chaosheng to investigate, the era he crossed was 1627, the Emperor of the Apocalypse should be about to die, and the eighteen-year-old Emperor Chongzhen is about to ascend the throne.

And next year in 1628, there will be a catastrophe in Shaanxi, the first wave of peasant uprisings will begin, this era will also be completely turbulent, in fact, if the people can eat enough, who will rebel.

Li Chaosheng thought about it, and at this time, a tall and thin middle-aged man came to him, holding a hoe that shoveled the ground, and looked at Li Chaosheng.

"Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man wore a burlap garment with six or seven patches sewn on it, especially the knees and elbows, which were often worn out, and a pair of torn straw sandals under his feet.

Li Chaosheng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, learned from the ancient times, hugged his left hand and his right fist and said: "Hello this eldest brother, my name is Li Chaosheng, I am the son of Li Jindao, and I came back today to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors." ”

"Li Jindao?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, looked at Li Chaosheng and said, "You are the son of the second uncle?" ”

"Second uncle, are you?"

Li Chaosheng was stunned for a moment and looked at the tall and thin young man in front of him and asked, after hearing this, the tall and thin young man said, "If what you said is true, I should be regarded as your cousin, my name is Li Chaolong." ”

Li Chaolong, when he heard this name, Li Chaosheng immediately appeared on the genealogy, quite chivalrous, Chongzhen organized the villagers to kill the soldiers of the troubled people for ten years, and then ran away.

"You wait a minute, I'll call the patriarch."

Li Chaolong glanced at Li Chaosheng, and then ran to call the patriarch, according to genealogical records, this generation of patriarchs should be Li Chaolong's father, Li Jindao's eldest brother Li Jinli.

Not long after Li Chaolong left, he heard a rush of footsteps in the distance, and at the same time heard someone talking there.

"Brother Jindao's son is back, alas, Brother Jindao has been going to the sea to seek immortals for decades, and there is no news, I thought I wouldn't hear anything about him in my life."

"yes, yes, how many years have I been, I was only eighteen years old then."

A group of people rushed to this side, and soon Li Chaosheng saw a group of people surrounding him, led by an old man with a goatee, hunched waist, and a stick.

This old man's identity is not ordinary at first glance, because so many people only have one patch on him, and it is very small, at the left knee, what about the others, in modern times, Hanako wears much better than them.

It was a big patch with a small patch sewn on top of it, and a small patch on top of the small patch, and some of them really had no place to sew it, so they tied a rope to the clothes.

Hulachao A group of people surrounded him, and the old man led by him looked at Li Chaosheng who was standing there, and was stunned at first, mainly because he didn't expect Li Chaosheng to wear a Confucian shirt, which can only be worn by old men, and then he believed it in his heart.

This kid Bacheng is the son of Li Jindao, otherwise who has nothing to do with his son-in-law and ran to his poor countryside to entertain his group of poor bastards, and ran over to recognize a group of poor bastard ancestors?

And the matter of recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's ancestors is a big thing in this era, and no one jokes about it.

"You, you're a child of the Dao?"

The old man's voice trembled a little, and Li Chaosheng nodded and said, "Well, who are you, old man?" ”

"I, I'm your uncle."

The old man shouted with tears in his eyes, and Li Chaosheng said with a straight face: "You are Li Jinli?" ”

"That's right, that's right, I'm Li Jinli, I'm your uncle! Child. ”

The old man rushed towards Li Chaosheng with a stick, and Li Chaosheng hurriedly held on: "You slow down." ”

The old man held Li Chaosheng's hand and didn't let go, and then Li Chaolong on the side said, "Dad, token." ”

The old man wiped his tears and said, "Yes, child, your father asked you to come back to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, didn't you bring any tokens back?" ”

Hearing this, Li Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the copper lock, and Li Chaosheng directly took out the copper lock.

The old man took it tremblingly, and then carefully took out a copper lock wrapped in a black and red cloth from his arms, two copper locks in pairs, and they were tightly fitted.

The old man's tears fell instantly: "Entering the Dao, it is entering the Dao." ”

The old man said to show the people around him, and the people around him immediately said: "This longevity lock can be matched, it is the entry road, that's right, it is the entry road." ”