Chapter 3 The concubine in the countryside has never worked

Mu Tianming was in the back mountain, found a hidden cave overgrown with weeds, and entered the cave, which was very narrow, barely enough for a body to walk with, but there was no fork in the road, only a narrow road with twists and turns, and after leading all the way to the end, he smelled a fishy wind.

"It's a wolf!"

Mu Tianming held a firewood knife in his right hand, and his left hand lit up a fire fold.

"Ahh

A wolf's whimper came from the left front.

Mu Tianming took a step back, the fire flickered, and the firewood knife in his right hand slashed over.

Poof!

The sound of metal tearing flesh and skin, a warm splash on his face.

Mu Tianming jumped over and slashed with a knife, and slashed at the wild wolf.

Until the wolf fell to the ground without moving.

There are three reasons why he is so brave.

First, I just took 2 "Dao Fruits", and my strength has increased a lot.

Second, I have read popular science before, and I know that wolves are not strong in fighting alone, they are not felines, and they will not bite their necks. Adults with weapons are enough to deal with.

Third, this wild wolf doesn't know if it's a bug, anyway, it's not difficult to play in the game, and a few flat A can be killed. And there are a lot of explosive things.

With the help of the fire, Mu Tianming saw that the wolf corpse on the ground was gradually transparent, and some items appeared at the corpse.

When I looked closer, I found a long knife in the shape of a knife, which was dark and cold to the touch.

In addition to this knife, there were two yellow and clear items, which looked like gold.

When Mu Tianming saw this knife, his heart moved, this swarthy appearance was the same as in the game, and the name was [Seven Steps into Poetry]. It is a pink quality artifact blade.

The effect is that it can teleport the wielder to any location within seven steps.

But to unlock this effect, one condition is required, and that is to engrave a hundred poems on the blade. Because this used to be the sword of the poet's hand.

When playing the game, Mu Tianming exploded this weapon when he killed the wolf, but because he didn't understand how to engrave so many poems on the blade, he kept it in his bag.

And after crossing here, this weapon exploded again.

This "wild wolf" is really a BUG.

Mu Tianming's heart moved, and he put away the black long knife.

It's an ability that he travels into this game world with - storage space.

He found out when he first arrived. As long as you close your eyes, you can "see" a white space, and silently say "income" to any object, and the object will be included in this space.

It can be said that this portable space is the welfare of him as a traverser.

This space is currently not capable of storing things.

There are two gold bars on the ground, and Mu Tianming also included them in the space.

Then, instead of staying in this bloody cave, he turned around and went back the way he came.

In the back mountain, Mu Tianming encountered an ordinary mountain wolf again, and after hacking to death with a firewood knife, no items exploded.

After experimenting a few times, I came to the conclusion that in this world, killing other animals will not be able to explode items, only the "wild wolf" in the cave just now is a bug.

Light snow began to fall in the sky.

On the way back, Mu Tianming exchanged a gold bar from the bank.

This gold bar was engraved with the words "Pilgrimage Gold Medal" and weighed ten taels and was exchanged for one hundred taels of silver.

With this silver, I bought charcoal, quilts, new cotton clothes, cooked beef, and two catties of rice wine to go home.

Charcoal was bought for 1,000 catties, 800 wen per 100 catties, a total of 8,000 wen, that is, 8 taels of silver.

Ten catties of cooked beef, 130 wen per catty, a total of 1300 wen.

After going home and eating a meal of beef, Mu Tianming felt that his body was alive, and he burned charcoal in the copper basin to keep warm.

To prevent carbon monoxide poisoning, put a basin of clean water in the house and open a window to let it in.

In the early morning of the second day, the third uncle and grandmother came to the door again and asked Mu Tianming to leave the woman.

Mu Tianming saw that the woman was standing with her head bowed timidly, her figure was slim, and her clothes were patched, which was a little pitiful, so she agreed.

After the woman thanked her repeatedly, she quietly helped clean up the house.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up in this dilapidated house.

Mu Tianming went to the street to buy food, the weather was cold, and the steamer in front of the meat bun shop was steaming. The snow-white sauce meat is packed for 10 cents a piece.

Mu Tianming bought 20 big buns and went home, spending 200 yuan.

1 tael of silver is 1000 Wen, so this meat bag Mu Tianming can afford it now. He now has nearly 200 taels on him.

When I returned home, I first went to deliver five buns to Li Qiaoer in the next yard. This sister-in-law usually helps him, and he is not a person who forgets his roots.

Li Qiao'er asked: "I heard that there was a voice in your courtyard, who is here?" ”

"Two distant relatives." Mu Tianming said.

"Where do you get the money to buy buns?" Li Qiaoer asked.

"I went to the mountains to chop wood and picked up a golden bean." Mu Tianming said, "It's enough to eat a few steamed buns." ”

Li Qiao'er smiled: "If you have money, don't spend it indiscriminately." You will need money to take the exam in Beijing in the future, and you will need money to marry a wife and take a concubine. Money can't be wasted. ”

"God knows."

Mu Tianming exchanged a few words with his sister-in-law before returning home.

The weather was cold and the north wind was howling.

Mu Tianming burned two more pots of charcoal in the house to ward off the cold.

The third uncle and grandmother felt that their time was short, and they said their last wish to let Mu Tianming marry Qiu Fu, she was so relieved.

In the face of this kind of moral kidnapping of the old man who was about to die, Mu Tianming had no good way but to start first.

But not a wife, but a concubine.

After all, Mu Tianming is still planning to find a woman who is in love with each other.

This woman named Qiufu, although her face is dirty, she is not ugly when she looks at her eyebrows, eyes and nose. The figure is also slim, and the demeanor is not vulgar, except for eating steamed buns quickly, it doesn't look like there's anything wrong.

At the repeated request of the third uncle and grandmother, Mu Tianming went to the Yamen Household Registration Department to register and marrying Qiu Fu as a concubine.

The ceremony is simple.

Mu Tianming came back from buying six dishes in the restaurant, and the three of them ate together.

After the ceremony was completed, the third uncle and grandmother left tremblingly and went back to their hometown in the countryside. Mu Tianming gave her some entanglement and money, but she didn't ask for it, saying that she should go home and clean up.

After the third uncle and grandmother left.

Mu Tianming looked at his small dilapidated courtyard, which had already been cleaned up by Qiu Fu.

Qiu Fu boiled hot water with firewood, washed her face and body, changed into the pink dress that Mu Tianming prepared for her, and sat on the small wooden bed in the house with her head covered.

It was getting late, and the house was lit with red candles.

Mu Tianming entered the house and looked at the bride, but he didn't expect that he would get married. Walk over and lift the hijab.

The hijab fell, revealing a pretty face with a shy moon. Her skin is so white and supple that you can't help but want to taste it closely.

"So you're not ugly, aren't you?"

Mu Tianming said.

Qiu Fu's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head and said, "Qiu Fu looks average, which disappoints her husband." ”

Mu Tianming sat down beside her and pinched her chin to look at her carefully. He is also the first time to get married, and when he looks at the beauty under the lamp, his heart can't help but pound.

The gaze made Qiu Fu bow her head shyly.

Mu Tianming blew out the red candle, and the two of them did their business.

The bed slats swayed.

……

Midnight.

Outside the window, the north wind howled.

In the small dilapidated house, there are four copper basins burning charcoal, and there are also four basins of clean water.

In a small hut, four pots of charcoal fire are enough to provide enough temperature.

On the wooden bed, the sheets and bedding were also replaced by the new ones bought by Mu Tianming, but they were already eye-catching.

Qiu Fu was extremely tired, his bangs were wet with sweat, and he lay on the mattress weakly.

Mu Tianming asked: "Qiu Fu, your skin is delicate, the skin on your hands is even more delicate, you don't have any cocoons to work, haven't you ever done farm work in the countryside?" ”