Last night, Zhou Banxia deliberately picked out four electronic alarm clocks and placed them on the second floor, the first floor, the basement, and the locked cash box in the outside room.

So far, after calculation, the first and second floors are indeed the same as the outside time. It's just a contradiction, the dish I cooked last night was put in the pot, and it's still hot.

"Is it possible that there is a distinction between living and non-living bodies, and that time for non-living bodies does not flow?" Gu Wenxuan was puzzled, "What about the basement?" ”

"It's different from the speed of time in the outside world. The time-to-speed ratio of the two is exactly 10:1. Zhou Banxia wrote numbers on paper.

"In other words, ten hours have passed in the basement, and only one hour has passed in the outside world. Paradoxically, the boiling water in that bowl was hot when it was almost dark. ”

"Don't rush yet. Although the time ratio between the two means that staying in the basement will have enough time to rest and study, it is better to find a chicken to test. ”

Yes, yes, before making sure there is any damage to the human body, find animal testing! "That's what I mean, don't rush into the basement first."

The 'key' was not in his possession, and he said it was pretty much the same. Gu Wenxuan shook his head amusedly, thinking back to last night when he was in the basement.

It stands to reason that since you can hear the movement outside when you are inside, it is right to synchronize the time.

I wonder how this space in their home works? There are contradictions everywhere, and it is not common sense to infer it, so we can only see if there are other discoveries in the follow-up, and slowly study it.

After not replying for a long time, Zhou Banxia put down the last stroke, and when he looked up, he saw that Gu Wenxuan was busy in front of the bookcase and didn't know what to find, "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, you don't."

Gu Wenxuan took out the printing paper under the bookcase and took out a packet. I sat down at the coffee table, took the ruler and pencil from the pen holder and began to sketch.

Sure enough, I still have to use something that I am used to, but it is not much easier than a brush, and even inspiration comes out at once.

"What do you want to draw?"

"Blower. There is already a history of it, so I'll change it and go back and make two samples to get to the bottom of it. To see how the court reacts, this thing is the most suitable. ”

Wrong.

A telescope is more suitable.

Anyway, it's better to get a big pen than to disguise yourself and find a pawnshop with a family that is a Beijing official, and there is not only one telescope at home.

"And the oil press. See if your father has an idea, if you want a small workshop, you don't need to have a lot of land. You see here, with a little improvement, the yield will come up. ”

Don't look!

Zhou Banxia knew that she was mechanically illiterate, and she could understand it if she improved it, but when it came to what professional parts to add, she couldn't understand it at all.

"If you have to worry about the impact of doing business on the imperial examination, you don't have to worry about sales, and the eldest aunt's shop and the second grandfather's big car shop can help consume a lot.

Besides, there is not the king shopkeeper of the county restaurant, I believe that even if you don't use these relationships, depending on your ability, there is a way to sell it without losing money. ”

Is that!

She is more experienced in business than a coder. If it weren't for the fear that he would be proud, Zhou Banxia would want to give a thumbs up now.

"Otherwise, even if my father-in-law has money, it is not a way to hold the palm of his hand. There was a daughter's monthly income before, and then, this silver is gone.

Nowadays, just by raising pigs and chickens and ducks, the largest amount of real estate, the harvest of 30 acres of fields depends on the sky for food, and I don't know how many stones I can harvest in a disaster year. ”

A disaster year?

Zhou Banxia couldn't help but pause, and looked up at Gu Wenxuan, who was still looking down to draw drawings, "How many disaster years have you remembered since Qinghe Village?" ”

"Wait." Gu Wenxuan hurriedly wrote down the note in small words, "In the year of the disaster, I think about it, there was only one heavy snow disaster in the year you were sold." ”

This tone?

"It was miserable, but fortunately there were sweet potatoes to save my life. It was not until June of the following year that the land thawed, and then the harvest was not much, and it was not until the third year that it returned to normal.

And when I was about 10 years old, I had a snowstorm. It was better that time, and it was back to normal the next year. Later, it seems to be less. Yes, it's not serious.

Generally speaking, as long as you catch up with the spring ploughing, harvest before the snow, there is no drought and flood in the middle, and the heavy snow can resist the winter snow, which is basically peaceful.

Of course, the main thing is the high yield of sweet potatoes, otherwise it is really not a joke to starve to death, so the common people firmly believe that the founding emperor of this dynasty must be a god descending from heaven. ”

There can be no doubt that this person is a great contribution to humanity. However, it is a major event related to the disaster year and the life of one's own family, and there is no room for carelessness.

Zhou Banxia thought about it.

Three days have passed since the wedding.

Now it's not in the new house.

There are no taboos.

Holding it back, it will suffocate people, or say the history that has been repeatedly compared in my heart during this time, "The Ming Dynasty belongs to the Xiaoice River period."

At the end of the period, there were major droughts and floods one after another, and the winter was extremely cold, and even the south was snowing wildly. I'd better recite a piece of Ming history to you—"

"No, I have an impression." Gu Wenxuan held the pen in his hand and turned directly to face Zhou Banxia, "It's empty, which means that it doesn't belong to the same time and space."

I just don't study history, I haven't checked how many people there are now, and no matter how closed the news is, I can also speculate that the population will definitely not be less than that of the Ming Dynasty in the same period.

If you compare the northern part of Hebei in the same period in history, are there major natural disasters? Not to mention the overhead, just a butterfly effect is not the same thing at all. ”

"Is that so?"

"Definitely." No, it has to be! If you really want to spread the Xiaoice River period, only based on the record of the Ming history, now there is no power and power, and it is the same everywhere.

Therefore, if you want to make money, you must have fame, and you have the confidence to run more than ordinary people. Gu Wenxuan nodded again, "Can't be wrong!" ”

So sure?

But?

Since there have been no major natural disasters in the past ten years from Fucheng to Qinghe Village, it should be different from the Ming Dynasty that belongs to the Xiaoice River period in history.

Maybe it was suddenly and inexplicably crossed, and there was this space, and I was thinking too much about what I was suffering from? "Okay, you're busy, I won't bother you."

It's a big deal to stuff this side with supplies, and once there is a danger, drag Xuanzi to hide in, and you won't be unlucky again, and you won't even have a chance to escape.

Making money is the number one priority.

In addition to making money, there are also connections.

Seeing Gu Wenxuan continue to draw drawings, Zhou Banxia picked up the notebook, thinking about how to reply to Honeysuckle, send a letter to Shopkeeper Hu, and what New Year's gift is appropriate.

"Where?"

"In the kitchen, stewed soup while watching a drama. I'll leave the door open, you're busy, just call me if you have something. Wait, is there anyone outside who is patting the courtyard door? ”

"Bang bang, Dad, open the door, I'm back."

Gu Wenxuan listened carefully, "It's uncle." ”

"Didn't you just go to the county seat for two days?" Zhou Banxia put down the notebook and grabbed Gu Wenxuan's sleeve, "Go out first, see the situation and then come in?" ”