Eating is people's first priority, and it is often the lack of enough food that causes a series of problems, such as Zhu Xiluo's rebellion over pig knuckles. If Emperor Shun Chao knew that he was defeated by a pig's knuckle, would he vomit blood all his life?
Fortunately, everyone was relatively restrained and no serious bloodshed broke out. The dinner ended in this unharmonious situation. Of course, as a landlord, Old Wu promised to have a big dinner tomorrow.
Women themselves eat less. After Xiaohong and Miao Cuihua each ate less than half a bowl, they both lay down. Wang Bushi finished all the remaining rice, and Wang Bushi also became one of the people brought by Xiao Ming. Among the few people who had two bowls of rice.
The abominable Lao Wu and his gang, although they all look very skinny and wish they could be blown away by a gust of wind, they burst out with endless potential when faced with rice. Xiao Ming and his gang, who had only been hungry for a day, were defeated. , naturally those who want to eat two bowls of rice have no chance.
Old Wu was also quite embarrassed and covered Xiao Ming's hand. With a blushing face, he said, "Hall Master Xiao Ming is laughing at me. As long as my subordinates see food, they don't even recognize their biological parents. I, the Hall Master, can't speak well."
"Uh. Okay." Xiao Ming was speechless. Could it be that he said it was okay and he wouldn't mind, but he wasn't full yet.
The dinner ended in discord. Everyone went back to their own places to rest. Naturally, the fragrant slate bed became the bed of Wang Busui, the highest-ranking member of the group. Comrade Xiao Ming lay down on it, not knowing whether It was not a psychological effect. When he lay down on it, Xiao Ming actually felt a hint of cool air with fragrance. Soon I fell asleep. So does everyone else.
Although it is still very cool in the cave, Wang Busheng can't sleep. This is the third day that Wang Busheng has truly come to this world. Everything is always so curious. There are many similarities between this world and the other world. But there are differences. Officials have supreme power and can basically do whatever they want. The common people are still the same as they have been for thousands of years, digging in the fields every day and running around for three meals.
What can I change when I come to this world, or what can I gain? Compared with people in this world, my knowledge is still very advanced. When people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices. You must always leave something in this world, even if it is not for yourself, for the sake of immortality, for Zhu Wuyi, and for many strangers. It is necessary to change, the poor should serve the people, and the rich should also serve the people. It's a good thing to think about and go down in history.
In ancient times, people were rich and famous but could not be remembered. They were only praised for their suaveness. King Gaiwen acted in "The Book of Changes" and Zhongniu wrote "Spring and Autumn". Qu Yuan was exiled and wrote the poem "Li Sao". Zuoqiu lost his sight. "Difficulty" Gu Anger, "Poetry" three hundred chapters, the great sages and sages are all out of anger. It seems that if you want to leave your name in this world, you can only write books a year ago. It is useless to have money. Of course, someone like Shen Wansan can do it, but there is no sense of security. Have you also published books and biographies? "Three Kingdoms", "Journey to the West" and "Water Margin", including Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's first sexual enlightenment book in my country, have also been published. How about copying "A Dream of Red Mansions", which was written during the Manchu and Qing Dynasties? Yes, although it contains secret histories of officials and satires of the imperial court, there was no literary prison in the Ming Empire, as long as you did not name and write in the book, "Zhu Xiluo, I send my regards to the eighteen generations of women in your family." Basically Jin Yiwei disdains you.
It is a pity that Wang Busheng did not study much since he was a child. I haven’t seen Dream of Red Mansions. You don't have to copy it even if you want to. It seems that it is still difficult to leave a name.
Wang Budie could only give up the idea of publishing a book. After thinking about it, Wang Bushi found that apart from being able to cook, he didn't have any other skills that he could excel at. He had to say that he had become the scumbag among countless time travellers.
The moon and stars are sparse, summer nights are always so beautiful, and the sky without industrial pollution is always so clean.
Everyone was already asleep, snoring loudly. Wang Busheng thought of this, but couldn't fall asleep.
I only heard the sound of slight footsteps outside. I could see in all directions and listen in all directions. This was a necessary skill for a martial arts practitioner. Wang Bushi had practiced it before, and he was the male protagonist. He deserved to have this skill.
Just listen to the sound coming.
"Isn't it bad for us to do this? After all, they are also our church members and our brothers and sisters. If Lao Wu finds out, he will be angry."
"Brothers and sisters, they are all lies. Brothers and sisters, why do they have white rice to eat every day, but we can only chew tree bark? Do you know that Sanwazi has been unable to have a stinky bowel for more than a month? , it is said that it can only be buckled by hand at a time. As for safety, don’t worry, the cave always emits a fascinating fragrance at night, and even a person will be fascinated by it without knowing it."
"I'm a little scared"
"Well, if you want to use your hands every day, just go back. I can't hold it in anymore. I'm talking about joining the White Lotus Sect to be popular and drink spicy food. Even the girl I found is the most beautiful. How could I have thought of joining? The White Lotus Sect is still harder than being a monk, not only do you have enough to eat, but you don’t have women yet.”
"No, I don't want to use my hands, I want that too"
"If you want me, just follow me."
"No wonder everyone fell asleep so quickly. Although it was a hard day, it can't be the case for everyone, and Xiaohong's injury has not healed yet, so it is difficult to fall asleep peacefully. It turns out that it is because of the incense. , why was he not poisoned? Could it be that he is an innate spiritual body, invulnerable to all poisons, and has a special physique that has not been seen in thousands of years." Thinking of this, Wang was overjoyed. This kind of physique has only been seen in novels and movies. People with this kind of physique must be the best among men, the ones who stir up the world. Yes, he is the brightest in the Ming Empire. of that star.
Um, Wang Bu die really thinks too much. As for the natural spirit body, it is all a myth. He is not a fantasy fairy. He has such a special physique. The reason why Wang Bu die is not poisoned is also due to his own painting. When it comes to the body, people basically travel through their souls, and Wang Busui not only lost his soul, but also his body. This was also thanks to Meng Po's pot of soup, which brought Wang Busui's body with him because of its heavy size. down. As for Wang Bushit's body, it is a good body. He has been looking for food in the trash can since he was a child, poisoned milk, gutter oil, genetically modified rice, various meats soaked in chemicals, and various kinds of foods synthesized with chemical substances. If you eat too many snacks, these things will form antibodies in Wang Busui's body. Basically, everyone in another time and space will be immune to all poisons in this era. Of course, if you insist on seeking death by drinking some arsenic and crane-crested red, I have nothing to say.
Those poisons did not knock Wang Busui down, let alone some small intoxicating drugs.
Hahaha, Wang Bushi wanted to laugh loudly, but he couldn't help it. It was obvious that the two people outside were here for the two women, Xiaohong and Miao Cuihua. Although he was not a hero, he could not stand idly by when faced with bullying of women. It's just a good time to test the strength of your body.
Before the two of them approached the cave, Wang Busheng stood up and came to the two of them.
Suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, which startled him.
However, the two of them soon calmed down. Due to long-term malnutrition, these people all suffered from severe night blindness. Their vision was very low at night. Although there was moonlight, they could not see clearly. In addition, they were very addicted to the drugs in the cave. They are confident, so they think that the person coming must be from their own group, and they can't stand the temptation of women. They are full of food and have lustful thoughts, so they look for women in the middle of the night. Well, it's a normal reasoning.
"Haha, there were others earlier than us. Why did it end so quickly? Brother, it can't be that it hasn't been used for a long time. It won't work anymore."
One person smiled evilly,
Wang Busheng's face was covered with black lines, "No, sir." After saying that, he punched the man in the hateful face.
"Oh, don't hit, don't hit, just kidding, just kidding."
"Oh, don't kick the gear, don't kick the crotch, that thing works."
"Oh, oh" and then there was no sound, and both of them fell to the ground and passed out.
Why are you so careless? Could it be that he has unrivaled martial arts skills and has no opponent? Wang Bushu muttered in his heart, and then looked at the two fallen men in the moonlight. It was probably for convenience and saving time that the two of them had already entered the state in advance. Wang Bushi Fusei lowered his head, looked down, and said, "Sure enough, ancient people were so malnourished that they were so small."
You can make up for whatever you eat, and you will definitely make money selling riding whips. Well, this is a business opportunity.
once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
In the bedroom of the eldest lady of the British government, the lights were still on. Because I was delayed for a few days while traveling, some work that needed to be decided by myself was backlogged. After twisting her sore neck and turning her wrist, Zhang Jinghui put down her pen, picked up the tea cup with cartoon love on it, took a sip of tea, and then held it in her arms. Look at the sky outside.
My thoughts were running around, where had he been, how was he doing, why didn't he call me.
A woman who is experiencing love for the first time always has random thoughts, no answers, and no one can tell her the answers.
Just like all the little girls who have just come into contact with love, of course Zhang Jinghui is a grown-up girl and a novice in love. She always takes relationships very seriously. She always wants to see through the other person's heart and know everything about him with every word and deed, every eye and smile. idea. To use an inappropriate metaphor, I would like to know how many pieces of paper the other person uses in the toilet. It's not until they feel pain or come into contact with a materialistic society that they realize that feelings are only a part of life, not all of it.
Even though he has the Qilin Son, it is difficult for him to defeat the Huagulong. Although he was born in the family of the Duke, has supreme power and status, and enjoys endless glory and wealth, his eldest father is old, and his younger sister is also at a playful age. If you don’t work hard, the glory of the British Duke will be passed on to many lifetimes. Who can see that I am not strong and cowardly? Who says that women are inferior to men? Put away your thoughts and that person's figure. Zhang Jinghui picked up the pen and continued working.
"Drunkard, take cover, hurry up, kill the enemy three hundred meters to the left."
"Where is it? Where is it?"
"Oh my god, you are blind. You can't even be beaten to death at such a close range."
"Master, I am used to using knives, but not guns."
"You are a pig"
"Yes"
In the drunkard's cabin, a fierce, bloody and smokeless war continues. The drunkard was already sweating profusely and overwhelmed.
"Master, please run slower."
"You are stupid. If you run slower in the poison gas zone, you will die."
"Oh, Master, I died again."
"You are so stupid."
The old man threw away the computer angrily and slapped the drunkard on the forehead, "I'm so mad at you. I've been teaching you for so long, but you just can't learn."
Anyone who dared to hit him on the head could not find a second person in Min Guogong's mansion. The drunkard was very aggrieved.
The old man's anger was still not gone, and he continued to point at the drunkard's nose and cursed: "You tell me, how long has it been since I had chicken?"
The drunkard looked at the leftover chicken bones that the old man had just eaten next to him, and pointed at them. The meaning was self-explanatory.
Bang, another slap, "I'm not talking about this chicken, I'm talking about good luck, let's eat chicken tonight."
"What does that chicken taste like? It's better than Feng Liu Chicken."
"Uh, okay," faced with a game novice, Lao Bu Die could only be speechless.
"Master, junior brother, I entered the Yamen a few days ago." The drunkard touched his head. The junior brother in the drunkard's mouth naturally meant Wang Busheng.
"Oh, right, I knew this kid wouldn't stay at peace in Wuhu Village," the old man said indifferently.
"I heard that he committed something. A few days ago, the Duke asked me to find someone to release him," the drunkard continued to explain.
"Oh, that's right. It's wrong for the Duke to do this. The Duke cannot influence judicial justice for his own selfish interests. If you are close, you will be in large numbers; if you are far away, you will be few. And the wonders and magnificence of the world are Strangely, the extraordinary view often lies in the danger and distance, and it is rare for people to reach it, so those who are not ambitious cannot reach it. If you have ambition, you will not stop, but if you have insufficient strength, you will not be able to reach it. If you have ambition and strength, you will not be able to reach it. Don't be lazy, even if it's dark and confusing with nothing to show it, you can't reach it. Children always have to go through hardships and dangers before they can climb to high places and see the most beautiful scenery."
Looking at the master's incomparably majestic body, and thinking about the old immortal who sought explanation from Zhu Xiluo because his subordinates had been wronged, the drunkard said with admiration: "Master, he is so handsome when he pretends to be serious."
