Doom Roar

But for some unknown reason, despite doing heavy physical labor under the scorching sun every day, Xu Mo's figure, apart from his normal growth, did not develop in the direction of the burly and burly porter's common, and he still maintained a slightly thin body. With a slender figure, coupled with the naked skin that can't be tanned no matter how tanned, and the confident look inherited from modern people, he looks a bit like a down-and-out nobleman. The good onlookers of the girl and the daughter-in-law aroused the jokes of many porters and workers.

I don't know where it came from, but Xu Mo inexplicably got the nickname "Master of Magic" among the water porters. Later, even the foremen of the wharf and the bosses of those water ships would call him "Mr. Xu" when they saw him. Xu Mo often felt dumbfounded.

Historically, the Song Dynasty was in the embryonic stage of capitalism. The use of various simple machines and the construction of handicraft workshops made the people of the Song Dynasty accustomed to being employed and earning a living to support their families. (starter:)

Of course, this is also inseparable from the high salaries of hired workers in the Song Dynasty.

Take the wharf water transportation where Xu Mo works as an example. Ordinary porters can get about 100 cash per day, and stronger porters can get about 150 to 250 cash. At this time, the price of rice is only 500 gold per stone. The daily wages can buy about 20 to 50 catties of rice, which is fully enough for the daily expenses of a strong adult man, and even has some leftover savings. [

And Xu Mo's salary is more exaggerated.

Calculated based on the market price of a porter at one penny per hundred catties, Xu Mo can carry four hundred catties of sacks at a time, at least one hundred times a day, and even two hundred times when he is busy. He alone can carry four to eight people. With the addition of the red envelopes from the foreman and the owner from time to time, the daily income is probably around the same level.

Even if he escaped from work for a few days occasionally, Xu Mo's monthly income was usually around twenty, almost catching up with ordinary ninth-rank officials.

In addition, there is only a nine-year-old sister in Xu Mo's family, and he himself does not have the habit of drinking and gambling like other porters, so although his life is not considered rich, it can be regarded as an absolute well-off family in this era up.

Another day at the end of work, when Xu Mo settled the wages from the foreman and was about to go home, he was stopped by a middle-aged porter in his forties.

To say that he is middle-aged is just Xu Mo's calculation according to the original world. In fact, in this period, people of this age can call themselves old men or old people. If they seize the time to be human, they may already be grandparents.

The name of this middle-aged porter is Niu Dazhuang, a very common name for low-level working people. Xu Mo usually calls him Uncle Niu. Because he lives in an alley, he has many contacts on weekdays.

"Uncle Niu? What's the matter? Do you need to borrow money?"

Xu Mo subconsciously took out his wallet. After all, he was an old neighbor who was less than a few dozens away. He also knew that Uncle Niu's wife did not take good care of her health due to having too many children. I'm looking for him to borrow money.

Even though he knew that Uncle Niu in front of him might just be a np-like fictional character in a fantasy world, his memories of several years made it really difficult for him to see this kind of simple friendship between co-workers. It will not affect his own life, and he basically responds to all kinds of help from dock workers.

"Ah... no no, it's not about borrowing money this time." Uncle Niu's old wrinkled face flushed slightly, and he was obviously embarrassed to borrow money from Xu Mo. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I was entrusted I want to ask you something, I don't know if you have time..."

Xu Mo raised his head to see that it was still early, and said with a smile, "Uncle Niu was joking, it's not like you don't know, I'm just a loafer, why don't I have time...Anyway, I've paid wages today, so I'll treat you to a drink, Uncle Niu!"

After Uncle Niu finished his wages for the day, Xu Mo and him went to a tavern near the pier.

Because Xu Mo never drank, he only ordered a jug of wine and a few dishes of side dishes for Uncle Niu, while he himself only drank the free tea provided by the tavern.

Uncle Niu wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the wine bug in his stomach, so he accepted Xu Mo's kindness with the cheek.

After drinking a glass of wine, Uncle Niu showed satisfaction on his face, squinted his eyes and said, "Xu Mo, did you get a lot of wages today?"

"It's not bad, it's about [-] Wen."

Today's tank boat owner seemed to be in a hurry, and the price he offered to the porters was half the previous market price, otherwise Xu Mo wouldn't have gotten so much.

"Hey... I'm old, and I can't compare to you young people." Xu Mo's income made Uncle Niu envious and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh, but he also knew that it was because of his extraordinary talent, and he couldn't envy such things as natural supernatural power. "It's a pity that I value civility over martial arts. Otherwise, with your good qualifications, even if you can't become a fairy under the real people of Longhu Mountain, you can go down the mountain to serve the court. It must be more than enough to be a general who leads troops... "[

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It is said that the real Danxia, ​​the national teacher of the dynasty, was born in Longhu Mountain. Although ordinary people do not understand the difference between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts, it does not affect their yearning and respect for Longhu Mountain in their hearts.

"Hehe, Uncle Niu was joking. I'm just an ordinary person in the market. If I can cover my own food and drink, and prepare a dowry to marry my sister to a good family, I will be satisfied in this life. How can I have such a big ambition?"

After all, Xu Mo is not a real aborigine. His only purpose in staying in this world is to find Lin Yijing, Tang Guo and others. Of course, it is impossible to go outside the scope of the story of "The Legend of the White Snake" to do those meaningless things.

"Ah... that's okay, Jun Mo laughed drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times. I heard that all the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom were the reincarnation of Rakshasas, with green faces and fangs. In the hands of Jin Guobing. You are the only one left in your Xu family, so you must pass the incense on no matter what..."

Xu Mo put a few fried soybeans in his mouth, so-called smiled. Uncle Niu's words were in line with the mainstream thinking of this world.

"Xu Mo, are you thirteen this year?" Uncle Niu asked as he poured himself a drink.

"I'm 13 years old and five months old. I've been in Water Transport Wharf for three and a half years." Xu Mo laughed.

"That's almost 14 years old... so fast, I remember that you were a child when you first came here, and now you are already taller than me." Uncle Niu patted Xu Mo's arm in comfort, "Speaking of which, you also Not too young, do you have any plans for the future?"

"Plan?" Xu Mo didn't know what Uncle Niu was referring to.

"Yeah, you can't be a porter all your life, can you? I remember that when your parents were still there, you also went to private schools for a few years, and you can be regarded as a scholar who can read and write.

Although forced by life in the past few years, you have to carry bags with us poor laborers, but after all, you are still young, and you don’t need money now, why don’t you go back and continue your studies so that you can gain fame in the future and eat official meals? It's better than looking at people's faces for a lifetime. "

"Ah... Thank you, Uncle Niu, I will consider it."

When Uncle Niu said this, Xu Mo noticed that his behavior in the past few years was indeed a bit out of tune with the mainstream values ​​of this world.

In his eyes, being a porter is just an ordinary job, but in the eyes of others, being a porter is a despicable job that only the lowest-level civilians without any skills will do.

It would be understandable for a mature and lethargic middle-aged man like Uncle Xiang Niu to stick to this job, but for a young man like him who has been working in this kind of job for a long time, it will give people a feeling of not thinking about making progress and waiting to die. Bad image.

Xu Mo's sincere and open-minded attitude gave Uncle Niu a sense of accomplishment that can be taught by a child. He nodded in satisfaction, picked up his wine glass and talked about another matter.

"The so-called prodigal son is not exchanged for money. If you have this heart, it will be good whether you succeed or not in the future... However, as the saying goes, if you start a family and start a business, you are not young now, and your parents are not here. There is no one to arrange a marriage for you, so it is pitiful to be alone with a sister.

You also know that your aunt is a warm-hearted person. Recently, she helped you find a girl from a family. She is definitely a decent girl, and it is said that she looks handsome and upright, but she is a little taller.

If you have the heart, ask your aunt to help you find a matchmaker some other day. You should hire the matchmaker. Just marry that girl. When you are not at home, at least you can have someone to accompany Xianer..."

Xu Mo was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but changed his words when he got to his lips, and said, "Which family is the girl from?"

It's not that Xu Mo has any pornographic or violent evil thoughts, it's just that he hasn't had any clues about Lin Yijing, Tang Guo and others so far, so he doesn't dare to give up any girl who might have an intersection with him.

Although this hope is also very slim, it is better than no hope after all.

"You may not know this family, but you should have heard of it. It's the daughter of Bukuai Li's family in our Qiantang county government. Her girlfriend's name is Gongfu... Listen, what a name, Gongfu, who was raised in the deep The hibiscus flower in the palace..."

"Pfft~! Li... Gong Fu?"

Xu Mo sprayed Uncle Niu's head and face with a sip of tea.

Li Gongfu?Li Gongfu?

Have the people on earth been unable to stop this world that is collapsing day by day?After Xu Xianniang turned into Xu Xian'er, even Li Gongfu was turned into Li Gongfu?Does the author still have integrity... hey?Who is the author?Why did I suddenly mention this person?

However, looking at it from another angle, Xu Mo became more and more sure that he really replaced Xu Jiaorong, the elder sister of the Xu family in the original work.

"What? You've heard of this girl from the Li family?" Uncle Niu wiped the tea from his head with his sleeves, and said with a slightly embarrassed face, "Oh! It's no wonder that the girl from the Li family was raped by her father since she was a child." The mother is spoiled, she doesn't know how to be a girl, and she plays with those knives, guns and sticks like her father all day long, otherwise she won't be able to get married when she is eighteen... If you feel dissatisfied, forget it, and I will ask your aunt to pay attention to you later A gracious one."

Readers of "Ghosts in the Clouds", thank you for providing the name Li Gongfu. This character already exists, but the name is not as good as you gave, so I will borrow it.

In addition, regarding the complaint about the author in this article, those who don't like it can ignore it, it is Xiao Ren's whim and writing for fun.

It is customary to ask for a red ticket. (starter:)