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Chapter 690 The beggar is actually me? (new copy)

The cold wind was bleak, and the pedestrians passing by hurriedly walked.

As they walked quickly, they wrapped their clothes tightly, wishing they could bury their heads in their collars.

Chen Nian now felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, his whole body was frozen stiff.

"What's the beginning here?"

Chen Nian was completely dumbfounded.

He knew that he had entered a new dream space to study.

But now, on the one hand, he doesn't know what kind of dish he wants to learn, and on the other hand, he doesn't even know whether he can last until night.

Mainly because it was too cold!

The cold wind pierced through the bones, and the fallen leaves were blown like knives.

They gouged out the exposed skin one by one, and the cuts were painful.

Ling Chi is nothing more than that, right?
Glancing down.

Chen Nian found that his clothes were tattered and full of patches.

There are also countless holes, and it seems that there is not even a piece of cloth that can be used as a patch.

At this time, a memory flooded in my mind.

Now his identity is a beggar, aged 15 years.

The desolate place is called Yong'an County, which is about 200 miles away from Chang'an.

But this short distance of more than 200 miles, which can be covered in about two hours by car in later generations, is extremely far away for people at this time.

"Is it ancient again?"

"And the name of the current dynasty is still empty."

Chen Nian desperately searched for useful information in his mind.

The reason why this dynasty is called Qi is because the ancestors of the current dynasty were named Qi Wang from the beginning when they were still the princes of the previous dynasty, so after the rebellion successfully ascended the throne, the name of the country was also customized with this word.

"But what do these things have to do with me, knock!"

"People are freezing to death!"

In such a cold weather, I was dressed like a beggar, with air leaking from all over my body!
Chen Nian couldn't help cursing.

This can already be regarded as his worst start from the beginning to the present.

With the way I am now, people who beg for food probably dislike him.

And in such a cold day, it was too cold to wear clothes, let alone take out two or three copper coins and throw them to myself.

"Forget it, the heavens will send a great mission to the people of Si, and they must first do it hard, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and then teach them to cook a dish that is so awesome that they will die!"

With this in mind, Chen Nian struggled to stand up.

Every step I took, I even felt that my skin was being torn apart by the cold wind like a steel knife.

He took two more steps with difficulty.

"That's all, I can't wait."

Chen Nian intends to give up on himself.

This dog recipe just doesn't want to make himself feel better, obviously there are so many choices, but he insists on making himself suffer this kind of pain.

"The big deal is to go back after freezing to death."

"Just getting ready to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Saying so, he closed his eyes.

At this moment, he felt that he was not even as good as the little girl who sold matches. Anyway, the little girl still had a few matches to light. On the other hand, he didn't have any places on his body where matches could be worn.

Open it directly!
"good night world."

Immediately after that, he fell into a coma.

But he didn't notice that he was leaning against the door of a dilapidated family.

"Squeak~"

The door was opened, and an old man in a thick gray padded jacket came out.

"Oh, where did you come from, the beggar, why are you lying here?"

"It would be too unlucky to die in front of my house!"

Although he said so, he just stood at the door and looked at Chen Nian.

After thinking about it, he sighed again, and dragged Chen Nian back from the outside.

When Chen Nian woke up again, he found himself lying in a room.

Very warm, compared to before, this is heaven!
"Crossing again?"

"Are there any substitute dreams?"

Chen Nian opened his eyes to look, shrugged his nose, and suddenly smelled a fragrance.

Under the hunger, cold and thirst, he felt that the fragrance was no worse than those delicious Xianzhen.

But it wasn't until he sat up that he realized that he was still the same person, the memories in his mind were still those memories, and the clothes on his body were still in tatters.

The place that should be exposed is exposed, and the place that should be covered is not blocked at all.

It's just that there is a straw mat lying under him, and a tattered quilt is covering his body.

"woke up?"

"Just wake up, it's a good thing you didn't die in front of our house, otherwise we would have been unlucky for a whole year!" A somewhat old voice came.

Although the words seemed to be complaining, but listening to it was a little joyful.

"Old man, this is..." Chen Nian couldn't help asking.

The voice was hoarse and weak.

"I was just about to go out at noon, and I saw you leaning against our door. Originally, I didn't intend to take care of you, but who told us that we are doing business, and we only pay attention to auspiciousness?
So I brought you back, and I hope that the good deeds I do will be seen by God and make our lives better. "When the old man was speaking, he sighed for a long time, but when he mentioned God later, he put his palms together devoutly, closed his eyes and bowed to the east.

"Thank you very much!" Chen Nian tried his best to force a smile, "My father-in-law's kindness, Chen Nian will never forget it, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay it even more!"

After all, he saved himself, so no matter how he said it, he always had to thank him.

Some expressions of the ancients are no strangers to old age, it is nothing more than a memory.

Besides, this family doesn't seem to be in such a good condition, and they pay attention to wording, which must be paid attention to by a rich family or a family of officials.

"You little beggar can talk." The old man laughed, and then shouted again, "Is the old woman's porridge hot? This little beggar is awake."

Soon there was an old woman at the other end of the room who lifted the lid of the pot and looked inside.

"All right!"

Then he took a bowl of rice soup from it, took a yellow steamed bun from the grate, and came to Chen Nian.

"Let's eat. We don't have any good things in our house. Rice soup and steamed buns can at least fill your stomach and keep you warm."

Chen Nian hastily stretched out his dirty hands that he was a little embarrassed to look at, took the bowl and took a closer look, only to see that the clear rice soup could reflect his own reflection, and the rice grains had to be cleaned carefully. try to find.

But even so old is already very grateful.

"Thank you."

"Why are you polite, eat, we can't really watch you die at the door." The old woman said with a smile.

The kindness made Chen Nian feel like crying.

Although he is a newcomer, but he has just walked through the ghost gate, Chen Nian still appreciates the preciousness of life.

First, he blew on the edge, and after the rice soup on the surface had cooled down a bit, he began to drink it in small sips towards the outside.

After taking a few sips, he picked up the steamed bun at the side and took small bites.

After the rice soup cooled down a bit and he felt something in his stomach, Chen Nian then finished eating and drinking the steamed buns and rice soup.

Chen Nian, who grew up in happiness, has never felt that this simple rice soup like clear water and steamed buns with wheat bran in it can be so delicious.

"This little beggar is very particular about his food." The old man looked at Chen Nian in surprise.

The beggars he had seen in the past, the ones who were not eating big mouthfuls, had never been as delicate as Chen Nian.

Chen Nian smiled: "Beggars, naturally you have to think about how to survive. You can't eat anything in the first place. If you don't pay attention when eating, in case your throat is scalded by the hot rice soup, you will really have nothing to eat. I can wait to die."

"That's right." The old man nodded in agreement.

After eating and drinking, Chen Nian felt much more comfortable.

The stove was lit in the room, making Chen Nian feel that his face was too hot.

But he felt that the smell he smelled when he just woke up just now seemed to be still there.

So he moved his nose again, and asked curiously: "Old man, what is this smell? It smells so good."

(End of this chapter)