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Chang Jin originally thought that it would take some words to persuade Xiaoxiao to let him go out with her, but he didn't know that his sister had no objection at all.

Or in her eyes, the eldest brother is like a father, and what the elder brother said is correct.

Capsule, goldenrod seedlings...... These wild vegetables, which are regarded as green plants in modern times, are just things that fill the stomachs of the villagers.

Chang Jin didn't care about pondering the magic pen now, but wanted to urgently solve the problem of eating in front of him.

Seeing the half-dry ditch not far away, his heart moved, judging from the soil quality, the silt in this ditch is not shallow, and there should be a lot of loaches hidden.

In his previous life, he once traveled to a small mountain village called Liujiagou, and learned to dig loaches with local villagers when he was bored, which now comes in handy.

"Little sister, we've got dinner down, I'll dig some loaches and eat home. After speaking, Chang Jin excitedly took off his shoes and socks.

"Big brother, what are you doing, hurry up. Loaches are so dirty that they can't be eaten. Little screamed anxiously on the shore.

"Can't eat it?" Chang Jin was confused at first, then remembered. It seems that I have read it in a book before, and few people on the earth ate loaches before the Song Dynasty, and most of them regarded it as a medicinal material. It wasn't until one year when there was a great drought that people couldn't find food, so they started catching loaches to eat.

I didn't think that the people here knew it that way, so it's no wonder that there were no traces of churning in the gutters.

"Little sister, don't worry, you'll know when I catch the loach back, it's delicious...... Trust me, that's right. Chang Jin could only open his mouth to persuade.

After all, he has traces of modern people, and he has completely forgotten his identity as a scholar at this moment. The gentleman is far away from cooking, and this sentence has long been left behind.

"That's not good, didn't you often say before, don't you read people do these things that sweep the floor, how can you do such rough work?!" Xiaoxiao still shook her head.

"Reader, Sven swept the floor?!" Chang Jin laughed angrily at this sentence, and almost scolded him for "who said the nonsense"

When the words came to his lips, he realized that it was "himself" who had said it before, and he could only reply in a sneering manner: "Now that I have changed, don't worry so much, it is important to catch loaches!"

The loach resources in this ditch are quite abundant, and within two minutes, Chang Jin dug one. Unfortunately, his hands were too clumsy, and he didn't pay attention to let the thing get into the mud again.

Slowly, Chang Jin finally regained his experience, and from time to time loaches were thrown onto the shore, and they were all quite fat and had the thickness of his thumb.

At first, Xiaoxiao kept calling for his brother to come ashore, but in the end, he became so playful that he completely forgot about digging wild vegetables and began to pick them up on the shore.

For half an hour, the basket was filled with live loaches.

Chang Jin came ashore out of breath, his body was too weak, he had just done some physical work, and he was already too tired to do it.

Cleaning the mud off his legs, Chang Jin helped his little sister carry the bamboo basket and rush home.

As expected, Xiaoxiao had great doubts about what the loaches could eat, and refused to cook them for anything. In order to make her cooperate, Chang Jin could only lie to her that there was a record in the book and that it could be eaten, which made Xiaoxiao believe it.

Boiled loach, although only some salt and wild vegetables were put in it, the brother and sister ate it with relish.

I thought that a big pot of loach soup would not be drunk by two people at all, but how do I know that three times five divided by two, the loach soup will be drunk, and only some bone residue will be left to feed the leper dog.

Reborn in this world, Chang Jin had a full meal for the first time.

Unknowingly, Chang Jin had traveled to this world for nearly a month.

These days, almost every afternoon, he would lead his sister to dig loaches in the ditch outside the village to eat. The village couldn't hide it, and soon someone found out about it.

It fills the stomach, and no one cares if the loaches are dirty or not.

Later, villagers continued to join in, especially the half-grown boys, who soaked in the mud almost every day.

Fortunately, there are many ditches near Changjiawan, and the loaches can be dug endlessly for a while and a half, and Chang Jin can return with a full load almost every time.

With plenty of food, his body slowly grew stronger. Not only him, but even the little sister's face is becoming more and more ruddy, and she has a little more girlish charm.

When he was in college, Chang Jin once signed up for the school's martial arts club. There is a buddy in it who is said to be a lay disciple of the Wudang sect, and often performs Wudang swordsmanship in school entertainment activities. Chang Jin watched the heat, and he also learned the basic routines from others, and it took three years to practice. At that time, he was very interested, and in order to learn this set of swordsmanship well, he also sharpened and soaked hard, and asked his friend to borrow his own treasured manuscript "Tai Chi Thirteen Swords" to look through.

Later, after graduation, I was busy with work, and my hard work was lost.

The body is the capital of the revolution, no matter what plans you have in the future, having a good body is the right thing.

Now in order to strengthen his body, Chang Jin has picked up this set of Wudang swordsmanship again. As for the sword in his hand, it was purchased by Chang Jin's predecessor for hundreds of silver dollars.

When the Great Yan Dynasty was first established, some people once mentioned that Confucianism should be "Wen Ke Anbang, Wu Ke Protect the Country", so hanging swords to study is also a sign of Confucianism, but it is a pity that most of them are powerless, and the swords they wear are just ornaments.

Chang Jin's predecessor was the same, and he knew from his memory that "he" spent so much money to buy this sword at that time, and it hurt a lot.

He initially practiced this set of swordsmanship to strengthen his body, and now that he has practiced for more than a month, he has slowly realized that he has really practiced some fame, and his strength has more than doubled compared to before, and he dances with a sword, which is very imposing.

Of course, during this time, Chang Jin still read and wrote every day, and did not leave his knowledge behind.

Poverty is thinking about change, and these days, he is constantly thinking about his future outlet. I once thought about doing business, but this thought flashed through me, and finally I sighed.

In this world, merchants have almost no status to speak of, and the merchants are at the bottom of the list, and they are called "untouchables".

Besides, I don't have the capital, so I can only continue to study.

Even if Confucianism declined, it is still the only way out for people from poor families to study and gain fame, which is why the family is poor, and the parents still insist on providing for themselves to study during their lifetime.

But the most important thing at the moment is to get some money and redeem your land.

Because of his medical treatment, his sister pawned out a few acres of her own good fields. If they can't redeem it, in a few days, the brother and sister will have to drink the northwest wind.

What can a scholar do to make a living? Teaching for a large family, or running a private school on his own...... This is a good note, but Chang Jin has not yet obtained the reputation of Xiucai, he is just a child. He is not well-known in the outside world, and even if he wants to teach, I am afraid that no one will want to ask him to teach.

In the end, he could only laugh at himself, he was useless as a scholar. For the time being, I will go to the county seat to find a book copying business, and with the good handwriting of my predecessor, I believe that I can also earn some money.

Thinking of this, Chang Jin immediately told Sù Xiaomei about the matter.

Xiaoxiao did not object after hearing this, in her opinion, copying books is what a reader should do. Going into the water to catch fish and shrimp like my brother did a few days ago, although it can temporarily fill my stomach, it is insulting to Sven, and it is not what a scholar should do at all. She also saw the changes in Chang Jin's body these days, but she didn't think much about it, she just thought that her brother had opened her mind when he was studying.

The county seat is only forty or fifty miles away from Changjiawan, which was nothing at all in ancient times. Out of the village only a few miles to come to Qingshan Town, there is a ferry not far away, and there is a river temple on the embankment farther away.

Seeing the River Temple, Chang Jin thought of the temple inside to wish Goddess Guo, if it weren't for her, his family would not have fallen into this field. He originally thought that the other party was just pretending to be a ghost, but after slowly understanding it over the past few days, he realized that Divine Po Guo was not as simple as he imagined, and he should know some harmful spells, otherwise he would not be in charge of the River Temple.

"Hmph, just listen to what Goddess Guo did, and you know that this river temple is a prostitution. If I take power in the future, I will destroy it. ”

Seeing that the incense of the river temple was vigorous, and there was an endless stream of people who came to worship, Chang Jin couldn't help but snort coldly, and immediately turned his head and stopped looking.

He had already learned that in the Dayan Dynasty, evil sacrifices and obscenities were very prosperous. The biggest return of this kind of sacrifice is to work the people and lose money, and the temple and squire who preside over often take advantage of this to collect money, causing the people to be poor.

After a rough calculation in my heart, I know that each household needs to pay fifty yuan, and there are hundreds of families on both sides of the Baishui River, and they can collect dozens of taels of silver each time, and they can collect hundreds of taels of silver for sacrifices two or three times a year. The three animal wine ceremonies used in the sacrifice are only a few taels of silver, and the rest is naturally divided by the organizers.

Not only can I calculate this account, but I believe others will also understand. It's a pity that in this era of Taoist manifestation, everyone just dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, for fear of being blamed by the gods.

Now there is only patience, and in the face of not gaining enough strength, Chang Jin has to be patient.

He crossed the river by boat, and after going ashore, he did not stop, and ran all the way in the direction of Tongqu County.

Although the Great Yan Dynasty is now in turmoil in various places, the location of Tongqu County is remote, and there is no military disaster nearby, so a few soldiers guarding the city gate did not check the pedestrians, and Chang Jin easily walked into the city.

This is the first time Chang Jin has entered an ancient city, and in his previous life, he also visited some ancient cities with group tours. However, those modern carvings of the city are too eye-catching, and it is difficult to compare with the scene in front of them.

He walked along the street, guided by his memory, and found the Mingyang Academy where he studied.

This is a five-entry courtyard, and the first courtyard is dedicated to saints and Confucians. When students of Mingyang Academy enter this door, they must first worship the ancient sage Confucian.

As soon as Chang Jin stepped into the hall, he felt his head bang. He hurriedly looked up at the clay statues in front of him. The saint is in the center, and next to him stand several ancestors.

Those statues were a little wooden, but Chang Jin sensed a majestic aura rushing towards him, causing the magic pen in his mind to flutter, and the originally lonely red qi actually showed signs of shaking.

What the hell is going on? Chang Jin didn't know what to do, and he was stunned for a while.

I saw that in my mind, the red qi gradually began to shake, as if he was about to leave Chang Jin and fly into the statues in front of him.

He instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and just gritted his teeth and insisted. In a moment, the air in the hall became more and more viscous, rolling in with a huge oppression, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of worship.

"Yunsheng, why are you here......" In a trance, someone behind him slapped Chang Jin.