The sun is scorching and the countryside is sweltering.

Zhaojia Village is a remote village, located in the mountain lump, more than ten miles away from the nearest township, belonging to the authentic poor countryside.

The same is true of the surrounding villages, where the villagers have been farming for generations, working hard, not knowing a single big character, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, living a poor life, and barely having enough to eat.

On the ridge of the field, there was an ordinary-looking young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in tatters, and he looked in a trance.

"Finally solved the mystery of the womb......"

He has traveled to this world for fifteen or sixteen years, his identity is an orphan, fatherless and motherless, he has been living in the poor countryside of Zhaojia Village, he has been lonely since he was a child, and he grew up eating the hundred meals of Zhaojia Village.

When it was time to eat, he relied on the villagers to give him some simple food, barely surviving his life, so that he was not starved to death.

Thanks to these villagers, otherwise the identity of an orphan, in this cruel ancient world, he may not be able to grow up.

Just today, he climbed a tree to dig out the bird's nest, trying to use the bird's eggs to improve the food, but accidentally fell off the tree, and only then did he solve the mystery of the womb and recover all his memories.

"Without a father or mother, I grew up on a hundred family meals, and I can only live in the temple, this is really a hellish start."

Zhao Xuanqi's face was flat, and he was frantically searching for the memories of this world in his mind.

The country he is in now is the Northern Wei Dynasty, which has been founded for 200 years, and although it is still in the period of peace, various problems have emerged, and the heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes have been levied, and the people are under great pressure.

Zhaojia Village is in the corner of the Northern Wei Kingdom, very poor, the villagers even have a problem with food, there is no extra food to give to themselves, each time the food is very small, resulting in his body is very thin.

Now he is fifteen years old, and every time he goes to help the villagers do some work in the fields or do some chores, so that they can have food.

Usually you can only sleep in the ancestral hall and temple of the village, as a place to stay, and the dilapidated god statue as a companion, if you want to farm, there is no land for you to plant, there is no money, the body is worn in tatters, you can only use a coolie to exchange a little food for the villagers to eat, barely starving to death.

If Zhao Xuanqi hadn't crossed over, the life of the original body would be visible at a glance, and he could only be a beggar begging for food, or selling himself to become a slave and plough the fields for those who had fields.

Zhao Xuanqi sighed:

"Adapt to life first, see if there is a way to break the game, and then strive to become a master, only the higher the status, the greater the impact, I can get enough points!"

He has not forgotten the purpose of coming into this world.

In the next few days, he turned into "Zhao Yecao" and completely integrated into the life of this body.

When it gets dark, he hides in the ancestral hall and temple to sleep, gets a shelter from the wind and rain, and goes to help the villagers work at dawn in exchange for a mouthful of food.

In this world, he doesn't have a specific name, "weed" is the name of his body, just like "dog egg", "iron egg", "two dogs", "two ya" and other cheap names.

The lower the name, the better it is to feed, and the nickname "weed" means that the villagers hope that he will be in good health, just like weeds, with strong vitality, and not die because of accidents.

Facts have proved that his vitality is indeed strong, and he grew up eating hundreds of meals, and he was very hungry and sick, which was already a great thing in the ancient world.

After experiencing it for a month, Zhao Xuanqi's first feeling was tiredness.

It's so tiring.

It's tiring to be alive.

There is simply no time to think about how to get ahead.

I was woken up by the villagers every day, and then I went to work in various households, doing farm chores, which was very physically exhausting, and I could only go back to rest in the evening.

Because I was so tired, I could fall asleep as soon as I went back, and when I woke up, it was the next day, and I continued to repeat the work......

In a month, it was difficult for him to even live, there were not many opportunities to think of ways to get ahead, he was busy every day, he had very few things to come into contact with, and there was no way to make him get ahead.

The villagers can't be blamed for this.

Because the sons and daughters of the villagers basically work every day, doing their best to reduce the burden on the family, the children have to work in the fields at the age of ten, and if they don't work, they will starve to death.

When there is no work to do, the people will sigh and pray that there is work to do and that they can make money and earn a mouthful of food.

Even if it is so hard, many villagers still do not have enough to eat, which shows the suffering of the peasants.

In this ancient world, the class is seriously solidified, and hard work cannot get rich, and if hard work can get rich, then the donkey that pulls the mill should be the richest creature in the world.

In this context, and Zhao Xuanqi can have work to do, help the villagers do things to exchange for some food, this is all thanks to these villagers, no matter how hard and tired they are, they can still mix a bite of food, right?

The villagers of Zhaojia Village gave him a hundred meals to grow up, which is a kind of kindness, so that he can work as a coolie and have food, which is also a kind of kindness, otherwise with this body has nothing, he can only sell himself to become a slave, begging to help the master work to have food, he will be beaten and scolded at every turn, and no one will care if he is killed!

"The main thing is that there is no guide and no resources, I have memories of my past life, making soap or something, purifying salt, making glass... I can't use it, otherwise I'll only have a dead end with my background. Zhao Xuanqi had a lot of ideas, and in the end he only turned into a sigh.

Occasionally, when there is no work to do, the villagers cannot leave the village at will, this is an ancient society, it is one thing to be unsafe outside, and another thing is to need a road guide, and there is a road guide to go to the place, otherwise it is confined to the vicinity of the place of birth.

If you leave your birth range, you will be defined as an outcast, and you will be caught as a slave, or you will be punished as a runaway slave.

Only businessmen with backgrounds, or people with fame, can have a guide, and it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain this thing.

The benefits of making glass and purifying salt are very large, and he is an ordinary person, just like a child holding gold through the city, as long as he dares to try, he will die!

In the ancestral hall, Zhao Xuanqi was pillowing on the weeds, taking advantage of the fact that he was not working today, and tried to think about the future:

"Am I going to live like this for the rest of my life? Facing the loess with his back to the sky for a lifetime, people are subordinate, and the day is precarious, and there is no place to stay......"

He doesn't want to live like this!

I don't want to live a hard and numb life like these villagers, and stay in a small village for the rest of my life and suffer and suffer!

"Read!"

"I want to read!"

In the ancient world, the only legitimate way for ordinary people to cross classes was through the imperial examination!

Everything is inferior, only reading is high!

Only by studying and becoming an official can you become a master!

At this moment, Zhao Xuanqi stood up, he felt that he couldn't live a life without a future like this, so he chose to fight.