Chapter 68

With the advent of the white fog, grain prices soared. It was not easy for ordinary people to get 50 bags of grain and 20 pigs.

However, for the Shen family, this grain is sprinkled with water, which can be transferred from any shop in the city.

Shen Biyu looked up and laughed: "ha ha ha, Zhou lie, is that right? I remember your name. You taught me a lesson. This life must strive to upward, never let future generations become humble. I laugh to death. Maybe in your eyes that food is more important than life, but for me, it's just a matter of casual words. This is the power of class. Cattle and sheep are always cattle and sheep. "

When the light and shadow whirled, Shen Biyu disappeared. Before he left, he left a voice: "the grain will be delivered in the morning. You will stay in this yard for me. You are not allowed to go anywhere within five days."

When the desolate courtyard returned to its solitude, Zhou lie stretched out his waist and muttered: "some people float higher and fall harder. It's far safer to be a frog at the bottom of a well. Even if you look down on 50 bags of grain and 20 pigs, you can buy your life in difficult years. "

As soon as the words fell, someone said, "you don't have to wait for the difficult years. If you have these grains and pigs, you can kill him tomorrow."

Uncle Chen did not know when to sit up, his eyes were bright, and he could not see a trace of drunkenness.

"Uncle, you've been harassed by other people!" Zhou lie picked up the cup and said, "don't worry about this person. Do not know if the city shipping department has a more detailed map?"

"Of course. You wait. My uncle will show you."

Ten minutes later, the old man brought a delicate wooden box with spray patterns on its surface. Some of them said with nostalgia: "if you go out and wander in the future and see all kinds of boxes, such as this kind of wooden box, don't open it at will. Of course, if you have a good command of art, it's another matter. Look, nine fingers to press on the specific spray, and then slowly hard to hear a sound of the machine, so as to open the box

The voice just dropped, only listen to a "click" sound, the box cover automatically open to both sides.

The old man took out a pile of old maps from the box, carefully spread them out, pointed to a city sign and said, "this is Yangliu, the boundary of our life. It is said that seven hundred years ago, this place was called Zibo. One day, the temperature rose, and all the remaining buildings turned into lava. It burned for ninety-one days, as if the sun had fallen and turned into a river. Later generations rebuilt the city in the ashes, hence the name of Yangliu. "

"All turned into lava? Do you know the exact time? " Zhou lieshen got up again.

Now it's hard to tell the old people who have been burning for seven hundred years? Many places have long been erased from the map, but some ancient cities are almost intact, but the uncle has never been there

"Oh? Is there such a place? " Zhou lie felt his breath become short.

"Ha ha ha Cough Cough... "

The old man laughed and coughed and said, "uncle, you are very obsessed with the legendary glorious age. Just like me at the beginning, I like collecting antiques, and I think they are very incredible. You can go to Yuxi when you have a chance in the future. It's a very lucky place. It's said that you have escaped most of the disasters. It's one of the five cities today. "

"Five big cities? Where are the other four capitals? " Zhou lie is a curious baby, and questions come out one after another.

With a smile, the old man pointed to the East, West, North and South and said, "the other four capitals are Fubo in the East, Jietian in the west, Yuguang in the south, and Yuxi in the north. These are the five capital cities in the world today. Each capital governs three provinces."

"Seven hundred years ago, Shandong, Jiangsu and Anhui merged into Donghai province. Hubei, Hunan and Chongqing merged into Dongwu province. Zhejiang, Jiangxi and Fujian were merged into Dongze Province, which were the three provinces under Fubo city. But ordinary people can't go there. They need to get a name card or a seal letter, or they can't even find the way to the capital. "

"I've heard that although the maps of 700 years ago were very detailed, our world has already tilted, so we can't copy the geographical location."

"In addition, after the great calamity, China's territory has not been reduced, but expanded to a large extent. Those small foreign countries, which should be destroyed or collected, have long ceased to exist."

"Therefore, at least one third of the world belongs to China! And those families are expanding every year. Donghai province is close to the sea. If you want to expand, you can only enter the sea, so there is a shipping company. However, this trend rises quickly and falls quickly. "

"In this way, Donghai province gradually declined, some families moved away, so that there were no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys were called kings. If you have a chance in the future, you must go out and have a look in the north and the south. "

"Well Cough I have been to several places where the local conditions and customs are quite different from those of Yangliu... "

The old man talks about sex, and Zhou lie is especially willing to listen to the outside world. The young and old chat with the flickering lights until the last midnight.

When it was morning, Shen Biyu had a good word. She ordered people to send 50 bags of grain and 20 pigs. This was the seal fee.The cold courtyard suddenly became lively, and twenty pigs ran around. Uncle Chen chuckled at them with no intention of restraining them.

Zhou lie wakes up in a noisy sound of shouting and drinking.

He rubbed his eyes and looked into the courtyard through the broken window. Two ugly men and three old women with different shapes were holding Uncle Chen and shouting.

"Lao Chen, you see, you have filial piety, grain and pig. We are miserable. The little grain we usually save is not enough to eat. This old arm and leg can't resist the consequences of tossing in the year of white fog and rash Qi pulse Look at you now. It's scary. As the saying goes, "share weal and woe together, you won't watch us go out of the city and do our best?"

”Ha ha... " Uncle Chen was pulled to the left and right shaking, laughing and saying: "don't fool the old man. In the disaster year, you can dig a hole for yourself and jump into hibernation? It's a waste of food. Besides, this grain is not mine. If you want to have a good day, you can exchange it for something. "

At this time, the old woman in colorful clothes pinched Uncle Chen and spat all over the sky: "you old man, half of your legs have stepped into the coffin, and you've come to calculate this thing. OK. I'm bleeding a lot today. I'm still here. Thirty two golden sunflowers. Take them. Thank you

"When did grandma Xuan become so generous?" The shortest old woman sneered and said, "thirty two! It's not from the sunflower field that was half cooked last time, is it

"I brought it back to speed up the ripening. Lao Chen's younger generation is my grandmother Xuan's younger generation. No one can harm his own people."

The third old woman said, "it's as if you and Chen are a family. If you want to have a good life, you can exchange it with real things. The red feather on the Fuxi bird, is this gift enough for cattle? "

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