Fuming

Chapter 004 Month

The next day, Lin Zimo, who had not slept all night, turned over and got up, and the three of them also spent the first night peacefully. Without wearing Ming Dynasty clothes, it took the boss's strength to wear a cyan gown neatly, and his feet were wearing a pair of soap boots made of cotton cloth. After feeling that it was almost cleaned up, I turned around and found that Chu Hanlu and Yang Mengqi were still asleep.

At this time, Lin Zimo decided to "on-site" his home. After all, he would live here for a long time. As a result of his investigation, he found that he was in a three-room home. In addition to the front hall of the main entrance, on the left is their bedroom. On the right is a small study, and the interior furnishings are also quite simple.

The walls of these three rooms have peeled off in many places, and several walls have cracked. There are only a few pieces of furniture and furnishings in the whole room, and they are very old. There is a fenced garden outside the door, and not far to the right of the main door is a kitchen built by a hut. On the left is a shed full of vines, and below is a rough stone table and four stone stools.

Lin Zimo, standing in the garden, looked around the surrounding environment, and the deepest feeling was one word: poverty. However, what made him happy was that the air was good. After all, the sky in the Ming Dynasty was free of industrial waste gas pollution. I stretched my body a few times and took a deep breath.

"I deserve to die. I was sleepy for a while and slept for hours." Yang Mengqi's voice came from Lin Zimo's back.

When he turned around, he saw that the little girl was full of shame, so he looked like he didn't mind and said, "You got up so early. I think it's still early. You should sleep for more hours. Last night, you chatted with me for a long time, and it was very late when you fell asleep. Go back to bed quickly, so as not to be in good spirits.

Yang Mengqi, who was a little stunned, did not expect that his father-in-law not only blamed her for being sleepy, but also asked her to sleep more. She was very moved and ran into the house with her face covered. Not too long, she appeared in front of Lin Zimo again with a square scarf and a comb in her hand.

"Fare, please ask my concubine to tidy up your clothes." Yang Mengqi, who spent the night with him, was less timid.

Lin Zimo, who was wearing a shawl hair, smiled at her and said, "Thank you very much for your help."

After saying that, he went straight to the stone stool and sat down. Yang Mengqi came behind him with small steps and combed his hair very carefully. A happy and sweet smile appeared on her face. After all, she was quite blessed to marry such a considerate husband. In a short time, Yang Mengqi had combed Lin Zi's hair and brought him a square scarf as a symbol of Xiucai's identity. He got up again and thanked her.

Yang Mengqi, who was still a little shy, turned to clean up the sundries in the garden after making a good fortune to Lin Zi. He knew that she was thin-skinned and understood that she could not adapt for a moment, so he walked into the house. Lin Zimo has no leisure and elegantly went to the study to dance and play with ink. After all, the most realistic problem at present is still the stomach problem.

Within't taken care of a lot, he found something in this house that can fill people's stomachs. After a jingle, Lin Zimo finally found nine copper coins and found that the rice in the rice jar was about to bottom out. At this time, although he has many years of shopping experience, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Even if you really want to rego to your old business, you can't do it without capital.

Sitting in the room, Lin Zimo next to the table stared blankly at the nine copper coins on the table. Chu Hanlu, who was awakened by a noisy sound, rubbed his eyes with his hands and got up while shouting his mother. Yang Mengqi, who heard the noise outside the room, hurried into the bedroom to see what was going on. Chu Hanlu, who woke up, realized that she was no longer in her home, so she jumped out of bed and took the initiative to put on her clothes and ran out.

Yang Mengqi at the door of the room sat opposite Lin Zimo and said, "Your father-in-law, are you worried about making a living?"

Lin Zimo said without hiding his inner worries: "Exactly. What are we going to do to live in the future?

"Don't bother your father-in-law. Before I married you, I heard my father praise you countless times. Yang Mengqi said softly, "You are the best among the talents. You are qualified to study in the county. Counting the time, today should be the day to send rice.

Like Lin Zimo who caught a life-saving straw, the sad clouds on his face suddenly dissipated a lot and said, "Thank you for reminding me that I'm going to bring the rice back. Oh, I don't know where my rice pocket is. Ha ha... this damn rice pocket."

He was happy. After finding his rice pocket, he went out of the door in three steps and two steps. Lin Zimo walking on the street felt that God was still right for him. After all, he was given a way to live, otherwise he really couldn't live. Although he is not familiar with the situation in Pingnan County, the road is under his nose. After asking a few people, I still found the school in the county.

The schools here are as disrepair as their own. Lin Zimo's interest is in rice, not in Mr. Kong. How many meters can he get? Can you support the three of them? When he entered the county school, someone greeted him one after another. Although I don't remember who they are, I dealt with it politely.

Lin Zimo, who held a rice pocket in his hand, finally came to the place where he led the rice after a long journey. The talents waited outside the door in an orderly manner. Whenever the name is called in the room, someone will answer outside the door, and then happily walk in to get their own moon rice.

"Lin Zimo." A deep and loud voice suddenly came out of the room.

Lin Zimo, who was stunned for a moment, was reminded by another scholar next to him and answered 'to' by the way, and then hurried in. At this time, he was still not used to the current name. After all, his code name Li Yunhai has been called for 40 years and has already become a conditioned reflex, and the new name is still strange to him.

Lin Zimo walked into the room to receive his own moon rice according to a certain process. Because the talents participated in the autumn, they were able to make up the monthly rice of the previous month. Xiucai is one liter of rice (about 2 catties) per person per day, so 30 days is 30 liters of rice, that is, three buckets of rice, plus some fish oil and salt. Also because of the examination, the county government gave preferential treatment to talents, so they could get 1 liang of silver for the meal last month.

Lin Zimo, who still has muscle memory, signed his name gracefully, happily put a couple of silver into the pocket of his clothes, and then moved out what he had received. Seeing this a lot of things, he felt that the poor talents in the modern population seemed to have a misunderstanding. In the 21st century, a family of three consumed about 40 catties of rice in a month.

At least he weighed 60 catties of rice a month. Although there were not many non-staple food in the Ming Dynasty, people would not starve to death, and he also received fish, oil and salt, which was also rationed monthly by two people. The silver in Lin Zimo's arms can buy 2 stone rice (about 307 catties of rice) on the market. This catty is not the current 500g catty, but a catty of 594.6 grams in the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, the rice he received was refined rice, not brown rice. The Ming Dynasty was the best dynasty in China's entire feudal society.

Lin Zimo saw so many things that he couldn't move back alone, so he ran outside the county to find a helper. Standing under the archway, he saw a strong man coming over, so he learned from the ancients and made a bow: "This brave man, can you help me transport these things home?" My home is not far from here and in the county. As much money as you want, just open your mouth.

This man was more or less flattered to see the scholar treat him so kindly. Since his home is in the county, it is not far away. For him, it's just a hand. As for the money in Lin Zi's silent mouth, he didn't want it at all. As soon as his hands tried, he picked up two bags of rice and walked forward, while Lin Zimo, who was holding fish oil and salt in both hands, followed.

The two walked through some streets and came to the Lin family with a cup of tea. The man put down the two bags of rice in his hand, turned around and left. Lin Zimo wanted to invite him into the house for a drink of water, but he couldn't find anyone. What makes him lament the simplicity of the folk customs here is not like the era he is in, and he always talks about money.

Yang Mengqi saw that his father-in-law had taken his moon rice home, so he poured the white rice in his pocket into the rice jar with him, and then put it in the place where the fish, meat, oil and salt should be put in.

Lin Zimo took out the silver in his arms and handed it to her hand and said, "Madam, pick it up."

Yang Mengqi understands it and knows that he wants to give this family to himself.' With a sound, she turned around and walked into the bedroom and put the nine copper coins in a place she thought was safe.

After leaving the house, Lin Zimo, who was sitting on the stone bench in the garden, saw Chu Hanlu jump in front of him and said with a smile, "I saw you from afar. Do we have meat to eat at noon?

Lin Zimo looked at the little girl and had to compare her with Yang Mengqi and found that she was completely ignorant and had not grown up. After thinking about it, he can't blame her. After all, he doesn't expect a 13-year-old girl to understand things very well.

"Go and ask Yang Mengqi." Lin Zimo smiled and said, "She will decide what our family will eat."

Chu Hanlu nodded hard, turned around, and happily went to find Yang Mengqi.