In order to pick up firewood, he bent down countless times yesterday, and his waist was about to break!
It hurts to pick up dry and rough dead branches in the palm of my hand again and again! Not to mention the painstaking work he carried them home with his legs shaking as he walked!
He's hungry to do this! He gritted his teeth, suffered all these hardships, what was he trying to do
It's not that I want to fill my stomach!
But Shaoyin actually wants to take out most of the money and return it to others, leaving only five cents for him to spend!
He was so angry that the blood all over his body burned up, and he wanted to drag out the monster who set up the dream and tear him into pieces!
He insisted on torturing him! Damn monster!
If he can't catch that monster for a day, he will bear the humiliation and hate for a day. Pei Jiufeng held five cents in his hand, and he was so strong that he wanted to strangle the coin into his bones.
After a long time, the roaring anger in his chest calmed down. With a tense face, he took five cents to the street.
What can five cents buy
In the past, fifteen Wen could buy a catty of rice. But now, after experiencing the brutal rule of the tyrant and the disaster, only forty-five coins can buy a catty of rice.
Pei Jiufeng bought a white flour steamed bun for three Wen, stuffed it into his mouth unceremoniously and ate it while it was steaming hot.
It's not that I'm afraid of being snatched away, but I don't want to take it back and share it with Shaoyin.
After eating the steamed buns, he didn't feel full, but his stomach felt much more comfortable, and his mood was also comforted. With no more hunger and troubles, his sanity came back, and he began to think about how to spend the remaining two pennies.
How can I fill my stomach as much as possible? Standing on the side of the road, Pei Jiufeng stared at the vegetable farmers who were selling vegetables on the opposite side, and watched more and more defective vegetables gradually piled up at the feet of the vegetable farmers.
His face became more and more gloomy.
Finally, he walked over slowly: "I want to buy these."
He spent two pennies and bought three small piles of defective vegetables. To put it bluntly, it is rotten vegetable leaves, broken roots, the kind left over by people.
In the past, he would have disliked it even at a glance.
On the way home with a bunch of defective vegetables in his arms, Pei Jiufeng looked indifferent. With shame, anger, resentment, grievances, etc. in his heart, he was so dignified that he was reduced to wrapping his belly around it.
He misses the delicacies in reality, those meatballs that are as clear as jade, the pork ribs that are steamed pink and tender, and the crispy meat that is fried golden yellow... In the past, he was lazy to pick up chopsticks and eat things he was tired of, but now he just thinks about it, and he can't stop Drool at the place of residence.
How can we leave the dream and return to reality? he thought anxiously.
Shaoyin returned the money to Aunt Li, and when she came back, she saw what Pei Jiufeng had bought and praised him: "Dagen, you can finally live your life."
As for where he spent the rest of the money, she didn't ask.
Give him five cents and let him spend it. As long as he has a little more brains, he will buy more things instead of eating out by himself.
The days are still long.
She washed and processed these blemish vegetables and boiled them in the pot.
Stir-frying is impossible without oil.
The boiled vegetables, with a little salt, were as unpalatable as they could be, but Pei Jiufeng still ate a big bowl.
There is no way, that steamed bun can't fill his stomach at all, and he can still eat a lot.
After eating peacefully, Shaoyin looked at the sky and said, "It's still early, Dagen should go outside the city to collect some firewood. We don't have much for our own household. I'll go out and find something to do."
Pei Jiufeng: "..."
Do you have to live like this every day? She went out to find something to do, and he went out to collect firewood and sell it
But this is the life of the people at the bottom.
If it is a benevolent government, the lives of the people will be better, and they will have more choices, more rest and entertainment. But now that the tyrant is in power, the three southwest counties are suffering disasters, and the court doesn't care. The people work hard to make a living every day, and it becomes more and more difficult every day.
Pei Jiufeng was 10,000 unwilling, but in order not to be hungry, he had no choice but to go out with weak legs and headed out of the city.
This time I went a little farther, because the nearby firewood had almost been picked up.
It's not that he's picking it up alone.
He numbly repeated the action of bending over to pick up firewood, and slowly gathered a small pile. Over time, a small pile gradually becomes a large pile.
Pei Jiufeng looked at it, but continued to pick it up without stopping.
By the time the sun turned to the west, Pei Jiufeng's firewood had turned into a huge pile. He tied it with hemp rope and wrapped it in furoshiki.
"Boy, what can you do!" A greedy voice came from the front.
Pei Jiufeng kept working under him, looking up while tying the burden, only to see a skinny middle-aged man walking towards him greedily, "Seeing how capable you are, go pick up another pile, this pile is for me!"
These days, everyone is hungry, and no one wants to work hard.
Aren't you more hungry after working hard
This skinny man had long seen the hard-working little boy in the distance, who was about to collect firewood, and his eyes stopped moving as soon as he turned.
I found a grass nest sheltered from the wind, and lay down there to sleep. When he woke up, he saw that Pei Jiufeng had gathered firewood and was about to leave.
He rested for such a long time, but the little boy worked hard all afternoon, so it doesn't matter who restrains who
Pei Jiufeng, who was knotting the burden, froze when he heard the words.
Looking over blankly: "You want to rob me?"
"You little baby can't talk." The skinny man approached step by step and laughed, "What do you call snatching? Obviously you can't carry it, so you gave it to me."
Pei Jiufeng sneered.
The cold anger in his chest suddenly rekindled.
Unwrapping the package, I stretched my muscles and bones: "If you want me to send you, it depends on whether you are worthy or not!"
"Hey! Boy, don't give a toast and don't eat fine wine!" The skinny man glared and got excited, he swung his arms and slapped Pei Jiufeng with a slap!
Pei Jiufeng was shorter than him, nimbly slipped under his raised arms, came behind him, and pressed his head hard on his waist!
When he was young, he often used this trick when he was bullied.
When the opponent was stumbled and had no time to turn around, he pounced on him and overwhelmed him from behind, sat on his back, strangled his neck with one hand, and raised his head vigorously!
"Cough, cough, let go, let go—"
The skinny man's voice changed from being strangled.
Pei Jiufeng's eyes were cold and indifferent.
strangle him to death.
Is he easy? !
After a hard day, the money I earned couldn't go into my own pocket, and my sister had to take it to pay off the debt!
He even ate the leaves of rotten vegetables!
He had lived such a humiliating life, and this person actually wanted to rob him? !
The man struggled and gradually lost his strength.
The anger in Pei Jiufeng's chest also weakened a bit.
He calmly touched the man's breath, which was still warm. The man just fell into a coma for a moment, not dead.
Only then did Pei Jiufeng let go of him, turned him over, and began to peel off his clothes.
Although the man was dressed in rags, it was cloth anyway.
He stripped the man naked, rolled his clothes into a ball, and put them on the side of the firewood close to his back as a cushion.
Otherwise, walking all the way back will grind him to death.
Shaoyin didn't know what he was doing.
But she saw the extra clothes. Frowning, Hui Hui, who was in control of the dream, took the opportunity to explain: "Someone tried to rob him, but he robbed him instead."
"Oh." She nodded.
People who do bad things don't deserve sympathy.
This dream is based on the real environment.
The residence is real, the city is real, and the characters are also real.
Wang Dachun and Wang Dagen are also real people, but they have been starved to death, so she chose their identities.
The firewood that Pei Jiufeng picked up this time sold for eighteen Wen.
Shaoyin took out fifteen Wen to repay the debt, and kept the other three Wen for living.
Pei Jiufeng took the three pennies dumbly, without saying anything.
He can't beat Shaoyin.
Moreover, if you run away from home and live alone, there is no place to live.
He was looking forward to waking up soon.
But every morning when I open my eyes, all I see are dilapidated roofs.
When he woke up this morning, he opened his eyes and saw the dusty beams and broken cobwebs, but he was not angry.
He is used to it.
It's only been half a month, and he's already numb.
Get up and get dressed.
Take a sip of cold water, walk across the yard, and out the gate.
He didn't say hello to Shaoyin.
Too lazy to say hello.
Is it easy to speak? He wants to save his strength.
After leaving the house, he headed out of the city.
He is going to collect firewood.
As the weather gets colder, the price of firewood is a little higher. What used to sell for fifteen coins, now sells for sixteen or seventeen.
He reached into his pocket and took out a few boiled beans, which he had put away last night because he was reluctant to eat them.
Take it into your mouth and eat it as breakfast.
He didn't wash his face and comb his hair today.
With a dirty face and dull eyes, he was just like anyone else on the street.
However, when I passed by the door of a teahouse, I heard the voices coming from inside, my ears moved, and my footsteps gradually stopped.
"This painting is really my favorite. Thank you Brother Li for your hard work to find it for me. Please accept the twenty taels of silver as a thank you gift."
"Hahaha, Brother Wang is too polite. I know that Brother Wang loves to paint. When I saw this painting, I immediately thought of Brother Wang."
"If you come across such a good painting in the future, please let Brother Li know. I will be very grateful."
painting
Twenty taels of silver
Pei Jiufeng's footsteps were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move anymore.
He walked under the window, opened a little gap, and looked inside.
I saw two well-dressed middle-aged men unfolding a picture of a horse and commenting with appreciation.
A picture of a horse? He can also draw.
Pei Jiufeng was thoughtful.
Immediately, his brows furrowed.
In Qing County, food is expensive and everything else is cheap.
But pen, ink, paper and inkstone are not among them. He is penniless, how can he get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone
After all, unwilling to miss the opportunity, he entered the teahouse, walked straight to the table of two middle-aged men, and raised his chest: "You two, I can draw very well."
Wang and Li frowned when they saw a dirty child walking in front of them.
Worried about staining the painting, I immediately rolled it up and put it away.
"Go, go, where are you troublemakers, go away go away!"
Pei Jiufeng raised his chin and said arrogantly: "I am a descendant of the Zhou family in Yanzhou. For some reason, I have been exiled here, and I am raising money to go home. Because I was taught strictly in my childhood, I have dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The picture of a horse that the two admired , I draw better than him!"
What he said did not sound like an ordinary child.
When Wang and Li heard the words, they looked at each other and said, "What if the painting is not as good as him?"
"If I paint better than him, you two will give me fifty taels of silver. If I don't paint as well as him, you two will only give me two taels of retouching fee." Pei Jiufeng replied.
When Wang and Li heard the words, they were all in high spirits.
"Okay, you come with us."
There is an elegant room in the teahouse, in which pens, inks, papers and inkstones are placed.
Pei Jiufeng followed them in, his eyes fell on the snacks on the table, he swallowed, and said flatly, "I'll fill my stomach first."
Wang and Li stroked their beards and smiled: "Boy, if you can't draw it, you will spit out all the snacks you ate."
"Of course I can draw it!" Pei Jiufeng said displeased.
He ate a plate of snacks, drank half a pot of tea, and finally felt that he had eaten a meal.
Only then did I clean my hands, spread the paper, grind the ink, and pick up the pen.
Standing behind him, Wang and Li couldn't help but be amazed to see the demeanor change when the poor boy raised his pen.
Looking at his writing, it was quite impressive, and I knew I had hit a treasure.
An hour later, Pei Jiufeng wrote.
A more magnificent, imposing, and lifelike horse picture with different expressions of the horse was completed.
"Take a look, both of you." He put down his pen, walked to the side and stood up.
When Wang and Li came to the painting, their eyes were bright!
"Good, good, good!"
The two said hello three times.
Then he praised the painting.
Pei Jiufeng waited for a quarter of an hour, but they turned their heads to look at him, frowning: "Since you two think this painting is good, how about silver...?"
It seems that Wang and Li just remembered him.
Turning around, he said in surprise, "Why are you still here?"
Pei Jiufeng was taken aback for a moment, and said, "The two of you still owe me a running fee."
He didn't particularly expect the two to give him fifty taels. He is just a child, helpless, who would be stupid enough to give him fifty taels
But two taels of silver is not bad!
There is always enough to eat and drink this month!
"Little friend, why don't we understand what the refill fee is?" Wang and Li stroked their beards with a smile, "This teahouse is not the place for you to come, so leave quickly."
Pei Jiufeng was furious: "You don't mean what you say!"
"Go, go, don't disturb us looking at the painting." The two were completely worried, and waved his sleeves to drive him away.
How could Pei Jiufeng be someone willing to suffer? Even if he tore up the painting, he wouldn't leave it to them!
"Come on! Beat this little beggar out!" Wang and Li had servants around them, and they didn't fight Pei Jiufeng at all. They felt dirty even next to him, so they called the servants in.
Two strong servants came in, and easily held Pei Jiufeng like carrying chickens.
The man surnamed Wang stroked his beard and said, "Boy, don't make trouble either. The paper, pen and ink of this painting belong to the teahouse, so what has it to do with you? If you make a fuss, this painting is not yours. If you don't want to be beaten, just Leave quickly!"
As for the disadvantage? The man surnamed Wang doesn't think he's at a disadvantage, he's already eaten a plate of dim sum, hasn't he
That plate of dim sum is worth half a tael!
"That's my painting!" How could Pei Jiufeng agree? Struggling desperately, he even bit the servant, "Unless you kill me, I will fight you!"
He had lived here enough without eating or drinking, and was full of anger. Being bullied to this point at this moment, it was like a fuse being ignited, and his whole blood boiled, almost exploding!
The man surnamed Wang frowned when he saw his eyes were full of hatred, and he looked desperate to risk his life.
Knowing that he would not let it go, he casually took out a handful of money and threw it at him: "Take it, take it! Take it and get out!"
A handful of copper coins, about dozens of coins, was thrown towards Pei Jiufeng.
"Clatter!" The copper coins rolled all over the floor.
His face hurts from being smashed.
The boundless humiliation stirred in Pei Jiufeng's heart, making his eyes red for a moment, and he couldn't help it anymore: "I will fight with you!"
Fuck his belly wrap!
He is the Son of Heaven! Noble body!
That monster trapped him here, trying to humiliate him, don't even think about it!
He suddenly burst out with great strength, broke away from the restraints of the two servants, and smashed his fists at Wang and Li!
As soon as he took a step, the scene in front of him suddenly distorted, and the figures of Wang and Li, who were close at hand, distorted and moved further and further away!
And Pei Jiufeng's angry roar gradually became inaudible, and he withdrew from the dream for a while.
"ah-"
Sitting up suddenly, looking at the familiar and long-lost bedroom, the young emperor had disheveled hair, red eyes, and roared angrily!