In his previous life, Bai Qi was engaged in eccentric business and mingled among three religions and nine streams.
Recalling his past life, he just entered a dilapidated temple with little incense and asked for a "moon pot" for good fortune.
Why did you just wear it?
I still remember that before I left, I looked at the kind-faced old Taoist priest and made a special confession.
Make sure you bathe, burn incense, and worship with devotion, and good things will surely come your way.
"Transformation? A good thing? Does it mean that I finally achieved financial freedom, and then I opened and closed my eyes and came to another world to continue suffering?
God, what are you thinking about? ?
Besides, I remember, according to Taoism.
'瓓' is an ultimatum that records the names and attributes of gods from ten directions and performs spells and spells.
But when did I suffer the consequences?
Obviously, only Taoist priests who have received the transmission can hold the enshrinement ceremony, but it is very complicated. "
Bai Qi couldn't help but mutter in his heart, luckily this ink basket came in handy.
As long as he keeps honing the "skills" he masters, he can continue to improve.
Just as God rewards hard work, hard work will be rewarded.
It was by relying on the ink jar of unknown origin that he was able to quickly master the key to fishing.
Otherwise, there is no skill.
It is really difficult to gain a foothold in Heihe County and find food and clothing.
"If I had this ability in my previous life, why would I have to do some sideline business?"
Bai Qi sighed, held the oar, and slowly walked to the shore.
It's getting late and it's time to go home.
The Tao existed in my heart and came with me to the other world.
It can reflect all methods and show progress, which is extremely intuitive.
After painstaking exploration, he discovered various skills.
It is roughly divided into "entry", "little success", "proficiency", "advanced" and "perfection".
As for whether there is a higher level later, it is still unclear.
For example, when fishing, Bai Qi sets the net to fish every time.
It can increase the progress and give a deeper understanding.
Those trickling experiences, just like practicing many times, nourish the heart silently.
Until he mastered the technical details.
Of course, brushing is the fastest way to make progress.
You have to catch a big fish!
Every blast.
It can make your progress soar!
"Unfortunately, for those who have just started fishing, they can only catch a big fish once every three to five days, which is barely enough to make ends meet.
If you break through to a small success, the harvest should be improved, and it is impossible to say that you can burst the protection every day. "
Bai Qi held a long pole and supported the sampan, leaving the reed swamp.
Not long after, he saw the thatched mud house on the shore.
The wooden door with a fence around it was open. Looking from a distance, a thin figure squatted there, as if waiting for someone to return home.
Bai Qi tied up the sampan without haste, walked into the house, washed his muddy feet with water, and muttered a few words:
"How many times have I told you to go inside and stay indoors? The weather is getting colder. What if you get cold due to the wind?"
The thin figure squatting behind the door has delicate eyebrows and a delicate temperament.
A child of about twelve or thirteen years old raised his head and said in a timid voice, but mixed with joy:
"Brother, I see it's getting late and I'm worried about you.
There was a notice posted at the fish pen, saying not to fish during the You period, as you might encounter disaster! "
This is brother Bai Ming. Before Bai Qi's soul passed through this body, the two brothers from the fisherman's family depended on each other for life.
Without this younger brother to take care of him, he might have been taken away by the cold the night he came to this world.
It was Bai Ming who went from house to house, knelt and kowtowed, begged for half a liter of rice, and made some hot ginger soup.
Only then did he pull Bai Qi back from the gate of hell.
"It seems that there is a demon fish that has become a spirit. It took away all the cripples from Yulandong City a few days ago. It was very vicious.
The Black River is deep and windy, so it can support anything.
These self-owned fish pens have nothing to do with us. "
Bai Qi reached out and rubbed Adi's head and said with a smile:
"Pack the catch and I'll make fish rice for you later."
He threw the full fish basket to the thin figure, walked into the house, picked up the water ladle, and drank two gulps.
It gets dark quickly at this time of year, and the countryside is dark at night.
The adobe room where the two brothers lived contained only a square table and a few low stools.
There are rice jars, clay urns, pottery basins and other items in the corner.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the family has only four walls.
The earthen walls, which are surrounded by tamped yellow mud and filled with straw, have not been repaired much due to their age.
The cold wind blew, and the chill leaked in, causing the hemp straw wick in the copper lamp to sway a few times, giving off a dim color.
Bai Qi breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had drank enough cold water.
He picked up a bundle of firewood and walked to the earthen stove on the right side of the main room.
Start making a fire and cooking.
This is his "home" in this life.
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"Brother, the fish and shrimp are all cleaned up."
After Bai Ming finished his work and washed his hands, he waited obediently for the meal.
"Did you go to school today?"
Bai Qi stood up and grabbed a few handfuls from the rice vat that was about to bottom out.
After a while, the choking smoke of burning firewood rose from the earthen stove in the earthen house.
The aroma of steamed rice slowly came out of the earthen pot, which aroused the hunger of the two brothers.
Poor people don't have the conditions to eat only two meals a day, so they can't wait and look forward to it.
Especially since Bai Qi went out fishing early and came back late, he filled his stomach with a few wheat cakes at noon.
At this time, I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back.
“After squatting outside and listening for a while, I understood everything the teacher said.
But I don't know why, he always said it over and over again. "
Bai Ming, who was thin, put the rice water in a pottery basin and carefully put it aside.
Brother said this can be used to wash your face and hair.
"You have a good mind, but other people in the school may not be as smart as you."
Bai Qi added the firewood he picked up while watching when the rice would be ready.
This younger brother of his has a bright mind, but if his family's financial resources are not too low, the training in the school is too expensive.
It should be a good material for being a topic writer in a small county.
"Brother is much smarter than me. The calligraphy taught in school is not as good as yours.
I heard him say that if you can read and write, you can have a photographic memory and you can understand it in just one try.
Before Dao Sang, it was called 'Reading Seed', which was very powerful. "
Bai Ming raised his head and looked at his brother, half of his face illuminated by the fire of the earth stove, with a tone of admiration.
There are so many fishermen in the eight-hundred-mile Blackwater River.
Only his elder brother Bai Qilang had good skills in writing, reading and reading.
"Then do you still remember what brother told me?"
Bai Qi took out the rice from the earthen pot, mashed the steamed fish and shrimp, and mixed it with chopsticks.
Add another layer of bean paste in the vat and the flavor will come out.
Although the rice is old rice, the sauce is also fried with tofu residue and wheat bran.
But mixed with delicious fish and shrimp minced meat, it's not bad.
If a fisherman like Bai Qi catches a really good catch, he must get the fish pen to exchange for money.
Only the small fish and shrimps that are not worth the price are willing to be eaten by oneself.
As the saying goes, the salt seller drinks light soup, and the one who weaves straw mats sleeps on a bare bed.
This is the truth.
Bai Ming nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Brother, my father taught me how to read and digit before he passed away. He definitely didn't become enlightened after the cold."
Bai Qi's family was originally a third-class "farmer" with seven or eight acres of good land.
Feeding a family of five or six is not a problem.
Unfortunately, my mother died of premature labor and hemorrhage, and my cheap dad got seriously ill again.
After consuming all the family wealth and selling off the land at a low price.
I can only do some work as a single gang with the caravan.
The hemp rope was broken at a thin spot.
By coincidence, he was hit by the "Heavenly Disaster" that swept through Yihai County a few years ago, and he was never heard from again.
Just like that, his father and mother left without helping Bai Qi, a relative of his family.
In order to make a living, he had no choice but to join the fish pen and became a lower-class "lower household".
“There is nothing left at home that can be pawned for money.
There is only a pile of miscellaneous books. "
Bai Qi was quite lucky. Without these "family assets", he might have been illiterate.
No matter what era you are in, reading and writing is an important skill.
It is also a ladder to climb up.
"Also, brother, Manager Lin from Chai City came over today and asked me if I would like to join a 'slave household'.
The young master of Tanfang is in need of a companion.
He also said that a book boy like me who can read and write is worth at least five thousand dollars! "
Bai Ming suddenly raised his head and said.
"Chai Shi? The one named Lin? The one with the big black hemorrhoid on his chin, like a dead fly?"
Bai Qi frowned. This man was the manager of Ximian Tanfang.
It is said that he is responsible for purchasing slaves.
The so-called "slave household" is a low-class person who has signed a contract of sale and from then on has no control over his life or death.
The big companies in Heihe County send their stewards out to select and purchase items every year.
Cooks, maids, etc., there aren’t many requirements.
As long as it can work, it will be sold cheaper.
Like a bookboy or a groom.
Because of the skill, the price will be relatively higher.
Being offered five thousand dollars is not low.
"How did you refuse?"
Bai Qi asked directly.
"Just as my brother told me, I have epilepsy. I don't know when I will get sick, so I can't do errands as a reading companion."
Bai Ming lowered his head to eat and said softly:
“But when Lin found out, he didn’t turn around and leave like the others.
He said that he couldn't be the young master's book boy, but could be his servant, which he didn't mind.
But only 2,500 yuan was given. "
Bai Qi narrowed his eyes. Every time he went to the fish market to catch a big catch, he would always hear gossip from the county.
One of them is Lin Laoliu from Tanfang.
I like to take advantage of the convenience of shopping to find some clean-looking boys to take home.
"Don't pay attention to him. Dad said before he died that he would rather be a beggar than a slave!"
Bai Qi narrowed his eyes, if he had enough strength.
At this juncture, we should say, "There is a right way to die."
pity……
For now.
He is just a lowly fisherman.
