Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 12 Ancient Village Life
"French...Mr. Gu!"

Gu Zhao had just walked out of the forest when he saw the embroiderer waiting at the village entrance.

After seeing Gu Zhao, the embroiderer's eyes became noticeably brighter. She stood on tiptoe and waved at Gu Zhao, then trotted over, panting as she ran to Gu Zhao's side. With a blushing face, she took out an egg and presented it to Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Where did these eggs come from?"

The embroiderer said happily, "It was given by Aunt Li. She has a few old hens at home. Come and eat them while they're hot, my dear. We've left some food for you."

"Okay!" Gu Zhao was not polite. He had just been experimenting in the mountains and forests for a long time and was indeed hungry.

Reaching out to take the egg, Gu Zhao subconsciously asked, "Have you eaten it?"

The embroiderer paused and nodded repeatedly, but before she could say anything, her stomach rumbled.

The embroiderer blushed and said quickly, "I really had breakfast and was just about to go back for dinner."

Gu Zhao was stunned when he heard this, "How many meals do you eat a day?"

"Two meals," the embroiderer whispered. "Grandpa and I don't work in the fields, so breakfast and dinner are enough."

Gu Zhao was silent for a moment, then cracked the egg in his hand, which was filled with the girl's fragrance and body temperature, with a gentle squeeze. He then peeled off the shell and ate it bite by bite. "It's delicious."

The embroiderer's face instantly lit up, and then she pulled Gu Zhao home, even dancing a little.

Gu Zhao walked into the village and found that peace had returned to the village. The dozens of bandit corpses had been cleared away. It was almost You time and smoke was rising from many houses.

"Master Mage!"

"Gu...Mr. Gu!"

Seeing Gu Zhao entering the village, the villagers who had already learned from Mr. He that Gu Zhao would be staying in the village for a while greeted him warmly, with a mixture of kindness and awe in their eyes, and there was a hint of envy in their eyes when they looked at the embroiderer.

Gu Zhao nodded in response and soon arrived at Mr. He's house, just in time to see three or four little boys running out of the yard, laughing and playing.

As a result, they almost bumped into Gu Zhao as soon as they came out. When they looked up and saw his face clearly, they were all shocked and stood up quickly with their hands behind their backs. They didn't know how to react for a moment.

Gu Zhao waved his hand and said, "Go play."

"Hey!"

Seeing Gu Zhao let go, the children breathed a sigh of relief and ran away like the wind.

Seeing Gu Zhao, He Laozhang, who followed them out, also breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the embroiderer lovingly and explained to Gu Zhao, "They finished their farm work for the family and came to me to learn some words."

Literacy...

Yes, this is ancient times, and there is no nine-year compulsory education. Many people cannot do math or read throughout their lives.

"Ping Naoer sent some bacon over during the day, and I steamed some pancakes. Young master, please come in quickly." Old Master He hurriedly invited Gu Zhao in.

When Gu Zhao walked into the yard, he saw a low table under an old tree in the yard, with two porcelain bowls and a bamboo basket on it.

One bowl contained half a bowl of bacon, another bowl contained some black unknown pickled vegetables, and the bamboo basket contained five or six palm-sized dark yellow steamed cakes.

"Sir, please sit down first. There is some porridge warming in the pot. I'll serve it to you." said Mr. He.

"I'll get it!" the embroiderer replied, then she ran past Mr. He into the adjacent kitchen. She quickly emerged with a bowl of porridge in her hands, placing it before Gu Zhao. A moment later, Gu Zhao stared at the corn porridge before him, which was noticeably thicker and more abundant than what Mr. He and the embroiderer had, and fell silent.

I was too anxious yesterday, filled with excitement and fear of arriving in a foreign world for the first time. My mind was full of ghosts, cultivation, and exploration. I hardly paid much attention to the outside world, and even if I did, it was only a brief glance.

I spent half a day practicing magic in the mountains and forests today. I felt more confident and relaxed. Then I remembered my promise from yesterday and thought about returning to the village to take a look.

Life in the ancient mountain villages was indeed very different from what Gu Zhao had previously known.

Old and dilapidated village houses, patched old clothes, simple food, rough utensils... They do have food to eat, but it seems that that's all that's left.

Seeing Gu Zhao's silence, the embroiderer looked timid and lowered her head in a sense of inferiority. He Laozhang's lips moved twice and he explained in a low voice, "Please forgive me, sir, there's not much good food in the mountains. Please make do with what you have today. Tomorrow I'll send someone to the county to buy some meat, vegetables and fruits."

Gu Zhao reacted, looked at the expressions of the embroiderer and Mr. He, and quickly waved his hands, smiling cheerfully, "Mr. He misunderstood. I was thinking that the embroiderer gave me too much porridge. If I can't finish it, it really feels bad for her kindness."

The embroiderer sneered and looked up, her cheeks flushed. She said shyly and playfully, "Young Master is a great mage. His daily training is very exhausting. He hasn't eaten in a long time. How could he not even drink a bowl of porridge?"

"To be honest, I ate very full at noon today, and I'm not hungry at all now." Gu Zhao said with a smile.

He went to the City God Temple and Yuanfa Palace in the morning. Although he was in a hurry to come here to do experiments, he still had a pork trotter meal at noon and ordered half a roast goose. He was indeed very full.

The embroiderer couldn't help laughing, "Did the young master hunt a big wild boar in the mountains?"

Gu Zhao shook his head and said, "Wild boar meat is sour and woody, not tasty at all."

"It's delicious?" The embroiderer subconsciously looked at the porcelain bowl on the table. It was the bacon made from a wild boar hunted by the village hunter Li Erping.

Li Erping had given them bacon before. Xiu Niang remembered that it was very delicious and she could savor it for a long time after eating it. Although she hasn’t eaten the bacon today, it looks delicious too, right?

"That makes sense. This kind of game is not available on ordinary days." Gu Zhao nodded.

Wild boars are still on the protected list in modern society. It is illegal for ordinary people to hunt wild boars, let alone eat wild boar meat. Does this count as eating wild boar meat in another world?

Thinking of this, Gu Zhao became happy again. He picked up the bowl and gave half a bowl of porridge to Xiu Niang and He Lao Zhang respectively. Then he picked up a steamed bun and picked up a piece of bacon with chopsticks. "Come on, come on, let's eat first."

……

Gu Zhao didn't eat too much because of what happened just now. Mr. He didn't dare to persuade him. He just watched him persuade the embroiderer to eat more, and his eyes began to flicker again.

After dinner, the embroiderer took a book out of the main house and sat in the yard to read while the sun was still setting.

He Laozhang came to Gu Zhao and cautiously probed, "When I was young, I worked as an accountant in Xiuyue County. After the embroidery lady's parents died, I taught the children in the village to read, count and manage the household. The embroidery lady listened and learned while weaving bamboo to supplement the family income during the day. Now she can read and write, and is well-educated."

Gu Zhao nodded when he heard this, but he looked around absentmindedly, "From now on, I'll try to read during the day. The light is too dim and it's not good for my eyes."

Mr. He, "..."

Mr. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

Gu Zhao took a look at the embroiderer's book. The shapes and writing styles of the characters in it were very similar to the ancient traditional Chinese characters of Blue Star. Gu Zhao lost interest after reading two sentences. He went to the kitchen and took a look around. After asking people not to disturb him, he went back to his room to rest.

"I remember Aunt Jin's Fresh Food Store seems to be open until 11pm?"

(End of this chapter)