Chapter 001 Fat is the ID card
"Lao Cheng, this project is urgent, please work overtime!"
"Lao Cheng, someone needs to keep an eye on Handong's side. No one else can leave. You go there!"
"Lao Cheng, the final payment from Nan'an Company has been delayed for too long. Go and push it..."
"Old Cheng..."
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Lao Cheng is actually not old, he has just passed the age of thirty-five. His name is Cheng Shijie, and he is a middle-level cadre of Hansteel Group. It is not because the leader thinks highly of him, but because he is a middle-aged man who is easy to bully.
Cheng Shijie has worked at Hansteel Group for fifteen years, always working hard and doing the hardest and most tiring work...
Cheng Shijie's leader killed him because his life was too stressful. He had two children at home, a son and a daughter. His son Cheng Jialong was eleven years old, and his daughter Cheng Jiayue was only four years old. However, Cheng Jiayue was born frail and sick and was often hospitalized.
In order to take care of their daughter, Cheng Shijie's wife had to resign and take care of the baby full-time. The living expenses of his family of four all fall on Cheng Shijie.
Faced with this situation, Cheng Shijie had no better way. His first education was only a college degree. He couldn't find a better job even if he wanted to change jobs, so he could only endure the suppression.
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"Shijie, do you need to work overtime today?"
Cheng Shijie received a call from his wife Xiang Hui, and he remembered that today was his daughter Cheng Jiayue's fourth birthday. Cheng Shijie stretched and saw that there was no one else in the company, then he smiled and said: "No need to work overtime, I ordered a cake." , go back right away, let’s eat together!”
Cheng Shijie packed up his belongings, turned off the computer, went to the carport downstairs of the company, and rode his electric bicycle. He rode the electric bicycle to the cake room and took away the twelve-inch cake he ordered.
When he came to the delicatessen, Cheng Shijie bought a roast chicken, a few chicken wings, and some pork head meat. He also bought a bottle of Erguotou, ready to be extravagant.
Cheng Shijie lives in the family home of Hansteel Group. This family home was built older than Cheng Shijie and has a history of more than 40 years.
In an old family home, the various infrastructures can no longer keep up. As long as the people with similar conditions have moved out, the place is almost two-thirds empty.
Arriving at the door of the unit building, the corridor was dark. He stamped his feet vigorously, but the voice-activated light did not respond at all. He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and illuminate the corridor.
When he walked to the door of his house, Cheng Shijie took out his keys.
"Danglanglang..."
The sound of a one-yuan coin rolling down sounded, and Cheng Shijie hurriedly used his mobile phone to look in the direction of the falling coin...
If it were other people, a dollar would be lost, but for Cheng Shijie, this dollar was different. It could buy half a bag of salt, or two steamed buns, or half a sausage for his daughter.
The coin rolled downstairs, and when Cheng Shijie picked it up, he found that the door of the room on the second floor was open, and there was a faint light inside.
Cheng Shijie's neighbor moved away more than three years ago. There is no one in the house and the door has never been locked. Cheng Shijie will put the rags he picks up inside and save a certain amount before selling them.
"Why is there electricity? The electricity in this room has been out for a long time? It's not like some naughty kid is playing with fire in there!"
Thinking of this, Cheng Shijie gently opened the door.
This is the same layout as Cheng Shijie's home, with two rooms and one living room. Open the door to the living room. There is no one in the living room and no lights are turned on, but there is a ball of light.
This group of light is like a huge white balloon, like substance, floating in the air without moving up or down.
Cheng Shijie was shocked when he saw this scene.
"What the hell!"
However, the white light drifted towards Cheng Shijie.
Cheng Shijie stepped back step by step.
The white light became more dazzling, as if it was like the sun, making it impossible to look directly.
Cheng Shijie quickly closed his eyes.
White light surrounded Cheng Shijie. He groped for the direction of the door, finally grasped the door handle and pulled the door open with force.
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This was an unfamiliar environment, but it made Cheng Shijie feel cold.
It was daytime before his eyes, and he appeared on a rammed dirt road.
In the distance is a majestic city, with light rain still falling in the sky, and pedestrians wearing raincoats are walking with difficulty.
Although many people want to time travel these days, Cheng Shijie doesn't want to, even if his life is not easy, because time travel means that he has to abandon his wife, his son, and his daughter.
Although his wife is not pretty, his son is naughty and his daughter is sick, but Cheng Shijie knows that without him, his wife, son and daughter will have an extremely difficult life.
While Cheng Shijie was thinking about it, several soldiers wearing worn-out mandarin duck jackets walked toward Cheng Shijie with long spears and waist knives.
In the eyes of these soldiers and passers-by, Cheng Shijie not only dressed in different clothes, but was completely different from Ming Dynasty. More importantly, his body hair and skin, inherited from his parents, were indestructible to Ming Dynasty. This thing was really weird.
Five soldiers surrounded Cheng Shijie. When he reacted and was about to run, an archer in the distance had already raised his bow and pointed his rusty arrowhead at him.
As a middle-aged fat man, he couldn't outrun these thin soldiers even if he wanted to.
"stop!"
Cheng Shijie raised his hands holding roast chicken and cake: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand."
At this time, a soldier clearly smelled the aroma of meat in Cheng Shijie's hand. He sniffed vigorously, stretched out his big black hand, and was about to grab Cheng Shijie's handbag.
"You don't want your life!"
An old soldier stretched out his hand to stop the young soldier and said in a low voice.
The old soldier was well-informed. Although Cheng Shijie was dressed in strange clothes, he was about five feet eight inches tall, a whole head taller than the other soldiers, and weighed at least 240 kilograms. More importantly, Cheng Shijie's hands were neither calloused nor rough. He was obviously a nobleman who had never done any work.
Although Cheng Shijie's clothes are weird, the texture is cotton.
The finest pine brocade cotton costs one hundred taels of silver a piece, while silk costs six taels of silver. His clothes are worth the combined net worth of the five of them.
There are also boots (actually sneakers), which are not something ordinary people can wear.
The old soldier saw that Cheng Shijie was all fat, which was an obvious characteristic of a wealthy family. In these days of natural and man-made disasters, most small and medium-sized landowners were as thin as monkeys. Besides, Cheng Shijie's skin is more delicate than that of women, and it's not like Xiyi, although Xiyi also has white skin.
Although the skin of those Westerners looks white from a distance, it is extremely rough. They don't look like the noble man in front of them. He might be a religious layman.
It is not easy to earn a living, so there is no need to offend people casually. The old soldier said with a smile on his face: "Is there a way for you, noble man?"
When several soldiers muttered, Cheng Shijie actually realized that he had to live to slowly find his way home. If he died, Xiang Hui would definitely remarry, and his daughter and son would still be called If you are a father of other men, then it will be like what is said in the joke.
"Sleeping with your wife, beating your baby, and spending the money you earn!"
Cheng Shijie has also read many time-travel novels and similar movies and TV series, and he also understands the principle of good people being bullied, and good horses being ridiculed. The more afraid you are, the more you will be bullied.
Cheng Shijie can be regarded as an old state-owned enterprise. He still has the ability to talk to people and tell ghosts. His eyes narrowed slightly: "What did you say? Lu Yin?"
The old soldier said with a smile on his face: "Your Excellency, you want to go to the city to visit friends?"
Cheng Shijie nodded slightly: "That's right!"
"My lord, please come inside!"
The old soldier led Cheng Shijie toward the city gate.
At a slightly closer distance, Cheng Shijie could clearly see the large characters engraved on the city gate tower - Dengzhou City.
Several soldiers followed Cheng Shijie, who slowly walked into the city gate.
When he passed the city gate, Cheng Shijie took out the roast chicken from his handbag and threw it directly to the old soldier: "I'll reward you!"
The old soldier was quite agile. He took the roasted chicken and said with joy on his face: "Thank you for the reward!"
Several other soldiers followed suit and bowed.
The commercial atmosphere in Dengzhou City is very strong. On both sides of the bluestone streets, there are various signboards, including restaurants, brothels, medicine shops, medical clinics, gold and silver shops, pawn shops, tea shops, warehouses, inns, etc. , at a glance, there is no end in sight.
However, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and Cheng Shijie, dressed in strange clothes, attracted everyone's attention.
At this time, Cheng Shijie also had a headache: "What should I do!"
Because of Cheng Shijie's fat body, no one dared to come up and embarrass him.
Before time travel, Cheng Shijie also thought about what would happen if I traveled to ancient times? He doesn't have any ambitions in his heart, such as going back to ancient times to be an emperor, a rich man, a literary giant...
But after actually traveling through time, his reaction was a little dazed.
Due to the rain, Cheng Shijie's clothes gradually got wet. It was not too cold, but the key was that it felt uncomfortable to stick to his body.
There are many open shops on the street, but the problem is that money makes a hero brave. Without money, Cheng Shijie really doesn't dare to go in.
I walked aimlessly like this for half an hour, and unknowingly came to the door of a house. The door was closed, but the door was very dry.
Cheng Shijie didn't think much and walked over directly, leaning on the threshold and thinking about countermeasures.
He didn't understand what time travel was about, nor did he know how to go back...
After sitting alone in a daze for a while, feeling a little hungry, Cheng Shijie took out the chicken wings he bought and thought about it, leaving the chicken wings for his daughter, who likes chicken wings the most.
Cheng Shijie was eating pig head meat. There was not much lean meat in the braised pig head meat, and he couldn't eat the fat meat. At this moment, a figure appeared next to him. This was a man in his twenties or thirties, wearing a short shirt that was also in tatters. He looked at the fat pig head in front of Cheng Shijie and swallowed hard.
"Want to eat!"
"Um!"
Cheng Shijie now knew nothing except that he had arrived in Dengzhou City, which would be Yantai in later generations, so he handed the pig head meat in his hand to the man in front of him.
"Brother, what's your surname?"
Cheng Shijie asked, thinking about the way ancient people communicated.
"My name is Liu San!"
"Liu San, what year is this? What month is it?"
Liu San swallowed more than half a kilogram of pig head meat in several mouthfuls, and he even licked the chili oil off the fast food box.
"Well, it's the third day of July in the fourth year of Chongzhen!"
Cheng Shijie's heart skipped a beat, as if he was in an ice cellar.
In July of the fourth year of Chongzhen, these were troubled times where human life was as cheap as a piece of grass.
Cheng Shijie's head was as big as a bucket at this time, and Liu San looked at Cheng Shijie in silence.
Cheng Shijie took out the boiled peanuts he bought and silently opened the bottle of Erguotou.
Before Cheng Shijie could take a sip, he suddenly found the door behind him opened.
A middle-aged man wearing a green gown came out, and his eyes fell directly on the Erguotou in Cheng Shijie's hand.
“Good wine, delicious wine!!”
The middle-aged man behind the door startled Cheng Shijie.
Cheng Shijie stood up and sat at the door of the house, feeling a little embarrassed.
The middle-aged man looked at the Erguotou in Cheng Shijie's hand: "What kind of wine is this? It's so crystal clear? And it's packed in a crystal bottle? Could it be a new wine from the capital?"
This middle-aged man was also impatient and grabbed Cheng Shijie's wine: "This wine is for sale!"
"Sell!"
"Give me money!"
A young man appeared behind the middle-aged man. The young man held a large bunch of at least several hundred dollars and handed it to Cheng Shijie.
Cheng Shijie didn't know what the prices were like in the Ming Dynasty. Looking at the middle-aged man's eager look, he should be able to order more.
The middle-aged man was slightly startled: "Not enough?"
Cheng Shijie weighed the copper coins: "Not enough..."
With that said, Cheng Shijie was determined to take the Erguotou from the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man reached into his arms, took out a golden bean, and threw it directly to Cheng Shijie.
Cheng Shijie pinched the golden beans, and they turned out to be solid.
"This is too much!"
"I'll reward you if you have more!"
Cheng Shijie took the money, carried the cake, and prepared to find an inn to stay.
He found an inn with a pretty good environment.
"Invite the guest officer inside. Should the guest officer be in the hotel room or stay in the hotel?"
"Stay in the hotel!"
The clerk was also very discerning and said directly: "Eighty yuan for the first house and fifty yuan for the middle house!"
Now Cheng Shijie is also a rich man. He has at least five or six hundred dollars in his hand. There is no breakdown. There are about one or two golden beans. He doesn't know the exact amount.
The upper room is roughly equivalent to a mid-level suite in later generations. The outer room is the living room, the inner room is a large bed, and there are desks, cabinets and other furniture.
Cheng Shijie was lying on the bed, but couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he would think of his wife, son, daughter...
Cheng Shijie felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and was actually in the room on the second floor. However, the problem was that the roast chicken, pork head meat, and Erguotou were gone. However, there was a bunch of copper coins and a golden bean in front of him.
How is this going?
Cheng Shijie was overjoyed, I'm back! came back.
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