"Big brother, wake up."

In a daze, a crisp voice sounded in his ears, which also shocked the reclining Fang Zheng's spirit back to his senses.

Did you fall asleep?

It really shouldn't be!

But yesterday his condition was extremely bad, his spirit was tense all the time, and he couldn't resist the thick sleepiness after holding on until midnight.

Fortunately, there were no accidents.

"Gone!"

Brother Wu carried a knife and took the lead out of the earthen house.

As the night passed, the snow stopped early.

The snow on the ground was three or four centimeters thick, covering everything, and the feet crunched on it...... Crunching ......' sound.

Fang Zheng curled up and blended in with the crowd, following in unison.

At the same time, quietly look at the others.

It was too dark last night, and I didn't have the energy, and I didn't have the energy to look at everyone until now.

Most of these people were clothed in kudzu cloth and linen clothes, and only two of them wore cotton clothes, straw sandals on their feet, long hair, and yellow complexion......

Judging from the way he dressed, he looked like an ancient outcast.

but

The height is wrong!

Although all of them are yellow and thin, they are more than 1.7 meters tall, and Brother Wu is even more than 1.9 meters, which is also tall in modern society.

According to Founder's limited knowledge of ancient times, the height of the ancients did not seem to be so exaggerated.

The ancients were short of food and malnourished, resulting in a very low per capita height, with the exception of some elite troops, who rarely had a person over 1.7 meters.

Especially for homeless people, 1.5 meters is considered normal.

From the communication of others, Fang Zheng also has some understanding of the place he is in, but unfortunately he is still confused.

Wei Dynasty!

Forty-seven years of Heavenly Sage!

Gu'an County!

Is there such a dynasty in history? Where is Gu'an County?

I would have known that I would have studied history well.

"Gu'an County belongs to Shang County, with a population of more than 6,000 households, no bandits dare to provoke easily, as long as we enter the county seat, we will be safe."

Brother Wu said again:

"It's fate that we people can come together, and if you have the ability to help in the county, it's best to help."

"That's what Brother Wu said!"

"That's how it should be, it's better to help each other live."

"Unfamiliar ......"

Everyone nodded their heads and echoed.

"Lao Liu, what are your plans?" Someone spoke.

Fang Zheng subconsciously looked sideways.

Lao Liu is the father of the little girl who was next to him yesterday, with white hair, a rickety back, and wrinkles on his face.

He looks like an old man in his sixties and seventies.

In fact, it is less than forty, and it can only be said that the people here are aging too quickly.

"I have a relative in my family who works in the cloth merchant Sun's family, and I plan to take refuge in him." Lao Liu took his daughter's hand, and there was worry in his eyes:

"I haven't been in touch for many years, so I don't know if I will help."

"You at least have relatives." The questioner shook his head:

"I don't even have anyone to turn to."

Everyone whispered and whispered, but Fang Zheng remained silent, observing the surrounding situation while calculating how long it would take to go back.

Six hours.

Twelve hours!

It's already halfway through, and now it's not as cold as last night, so even if you get through it.

"Someone!"

"Be careful!"

Someone yelled in front of him, and a group of people hurriedly guarded, which also lifted Fang Zheng's heart.

"Don't be nervous." Brother Wu squinted and said:

"It's a passerby like us, and it should be about to arrive at the county seat."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng straightened up and raised his eyes, but saw several figures on the white snow, also looking this way.

Crossing the high slope, an 'official road' comes into view.

It is said to be an official road, but it is actually very narrow, the ruts on the ground are disorderly, and the mixed and melted snow is muddy step by step.

There is a sparse flow of people, cars and horses on the road, and there is a lot of life compared to when I came.

The height of pedestrians is generally one meter six or seven, not only kudzu, linen, cotton, but also gauze and satin, but the colors are plain.

The people here don't seem to have mastered the complex dyeing techniques yet.

A few miles along the official road, a city built on the plain came into view, and the gates of the city were wide open, like a giant beast against the background of the vast white snow.

The tiger is in the middle of heaven and earth.

Gu'an County!

The three big characters on the city gate make Fang Zheng both familiar and unfamiliar, familiar is the square character, and the unfamiliar is not the Chinese character.

This is......

A different world.

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"Pear flower paste, five pieces of text!"

"Hot soup, cooking cakes!"

"Egg ......"

"Flat shoulders, baskets, and dustpans made by Liu craftsmen himself......"

“……”

On the long street several meters wide, vendors and pedestrians are bustling with people, and the cries of hawking are endless, all of which are prosperous and noisy scenes.

Fang Zheng curled up and crouched in the corner, like a begging beggar, but in fact he looked at the world of this very different modern society with curiosity.

This is very different from visiting an ancient town.

Pure natural antique color, without the slightest hint of modernity.

Whether it is the goods being sold, the buyers and sellers, or even their every move, it is quite interesting for the calm Fangzheng.

This is a real ancient society!

In addition to dreaming, how rare is it to have the opportunity to experience it in person?

But......

Looking at the lines on his wrists, a realization came to mind.

It's finally time to go!

Taking a deep breath, Fang Zheng, who was about to go back, suddenly stood up and walked towards the shop not far away.

It's a pawnshop.

When you enter the door, you are greeted by a large screen, which is called a 'fig board'.

Its function is mainly to protect the guests, because if you come here, basically there is not a change in life, or there are difficulties in the business turnover, so at this time the guests are actually ashamed to see acquaintances or friends, so the fig board can avoid the guests who come to the pawnshop from being seen by relatives and friends passing by on the street.

Turning the fig board, there is an ultra-high counter, and the solid wood on the counter separates the inside and outside, leaving only a small door for trading, just like the scene of the costume TV series.

An emaciated old man with a three-inch beard stood inside, and turned his head when he heard footsteps.

In addition to the old man, there is a tea table not far away, and there are two people drinking, one old and one young, who are rich from the way they dress.

Fang Zheng took a steady breath and said slowly:

"I'm going to be something."

"Oh!"

The old man didn't care, it seemed that he was dressed up and knew that he was a homeless person who had not long entered the city, and he was afraid that he would have to use something to save the emergency.

This kind of thing has happened a lot lately, and the homeless people can't come up with anything of value, so they can only say that talking is better than nothing.

Nodding, he asked casually:

"When what? Dead or alive? ”

The so-called dead dang is no longer redeemed, and the live dang is the opposite, so the price of the same thing is much more expensive if it dies.

"Die."

Fang Zheng took off the mechanical watch in his hand and put it on the counter:

"Just leave it at that."

Well?

The moment he saw something, the old man's expression changed sharply, he picked up the watch with a solemn face, and rubbed his rough fingers back and forth on the surface.

The blue and black dial, the smooth and translucent glass, the finely textured leather strap, and the self-rotating hands......

Rare objects!

"This is ......" the old man squinted his eyes and said slowly:

"Chronographs?"

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"The shopkeeper's good eyesight, I don't know how much I can do."

"This ......" the old man's eyes flashed, he had never seen anything in his hand, but there was no doubt that it was something good.

"Ten taels of silver!"

"You're kidding." Fang Zheng frowned, and reached out to get the watch back:

"I don't deserve it!"

He can't estimate how much his watch can be used here, but it must be more than ten taels of silver, and he wants to get his watch back.

"Slow!"

The old man pressed his watch and said with a smile:

"The guest officer might as well say a price, this thing has been collected by the store."

As he spoke, two big men appeared on the left and right, and their expressionless faces also made Fang Zheng, who was about to open his mouth widely, his heart beat violently, and he blurted out:

"Do you want to buy and sell?"

"Don't dare." The old man shook his head:

"The Zhou family's pawnshop opens its door to do business, but it has always been voluntary."

Having said that, he didn't look at Fang Zheng, but looked at the old and young people who were drinking not far away, his eyes flickering slightly.

If there is no such old and young here, it is not impossible to buy and sell strongly.

Pity!

But......

Even if it's inconvenient to use strong, this thing must be taken down today no matter what!