Great Chu female champion

Chapter 1 001. The first encounter with another world
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The scorching sun and the lack of rain for several months have resulted in drought in the farmland and failure to harvest grains. A large number of victims have gathered outside the city of Qingzhou.

Wishing to hold Wen Ling's sleeve, his eyes were dazed.

People can't get enough to eat, so troubles will naturally arise. Although Great Chu has ruled this land for nearly a hundred years, there are signs of disintegration under the circumstances of riots.

In this strange world, the remaining memories in the wishing mind are useless.

"Xiao Yuan, when we enter the city, I'll buy you steamed stuffed buns." Wen Ling said with a smile.

Wishing and nodded, she believed Wen Ling's words, after all, if it wasn't for him, she would have become a dry bone by the roadside long ago.

After all, she is only 11 years old now, and with her young body in this troubled world, she might not be able to survive on her own.

After entering the city, the people inside the city were neatly dressed, in stark contrast to the naked, sallow and emaciated victims outside the city.

Wenling sent out a few copper coins and bought two buns.

In the current disaster year, the price of food has risen, and even steamed buns have also risen in price. After a while, copper coins are probably even worthless.

After making a wish, he stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, and licked his lips with his tongue after eating.

"I'm not hungry, so I'll give you this too." Wen Ling patted Wishing's head, and stuffed another bun into her.

Wenling is bigger than Wishing, but it's not as high as the crown. It is very difficult to find a job in this big city, and there are not many copper coins in hand, especially with the burden of Wishing, it is even more difficult.

Wishing to shake his head, he pushed the steamed stuffed bun back, and Wen Ling broke the steamed stuffed bun into two halves: "Half for each person, let's eat!"

They didn't have enough money to stay in the hotel, so the two found a corner and curled up together.

"Little boy, get out of the way, don't get in the way of grandpa's eyes." A beggar came up with a bamboo pole and hit the two of them, swearing.

Wen Ling shielded the wish under his body, hit a bamboo pole hard, and let out a muffled groan.

The beggar vented the accumulated anger in his heart, seeing that Wenling didn't resist, he cursed a few more words and walked away, knocking on the bamboo pole.

Wishing, who was protected by Wenling, gritted her teeth, hating her own incompetence, knowing that she was dragging down Wenling, otherwise Wenling wouldn't have been beaten and humiliated by a beggar.

The two changed places, and after walking not far, they heard Wen Ling's stomach growling when they made a wish. It was obvious that half a bun didn't fill him up.

The moon and stars are sparse, making a wish, looking at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about how to make ends meet.

They don't have a lot of copper coins in hand, so they can only do jobs with low investment, especially the two of them are too young, even if they are helpers, no one wants them. As for begging, it is even more unrealistic. If you go begging, your legs will probably be broken to win the sympathy of passers-by.

When it was dawn, Wen Ling wandered around with a wish, but was turned away several times.

"I can tell stories, find a restaurant, how about storytelling?" Wishing shook Wen Ling's arm.

Although Wen Ling felt that this proposal was not very reliable, he had nowhere to go, so he had to give it a try. He searched several restaurants, and finally there was a restaurant that was willing to let the two of them talk for a while.

The shopkeeper has already said that, if he speaks well, he will arrange accommodation for them, so that they can live in the woodshed and have a place to shelter from wind and rain.

"The shopkeeper is really confused. What kind of books can the two little children talk about? If they don't speak well, it will delay the business." A clerk muttered.

I made a wish and didn't refute it, and I planned to speak with facts. The part of the memory left in my mind included the well-known script at home and abroad.Wen Ling has a good voice, he can memorize the stories by heart, and he doesn't suffer from stage fright.

"The poem says: The chaos is not divided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and no one sees the vastness.

Ever since Pangu broke through Hongmeng, he has opened up a clear and turbid debate.

Loading all living beings to look up to their duties, inventing all things is good.

If you want to know how good fortune will bring you Yuan Gong, you need to read Journey to the West, Shi'er Biography..."

The applause came one after another. Journey to the West is one of the four great classics, and it is easy to understand. Even children can understand this story. The guests in the restaurant are not many literate, and they are attracted by the magnificent scene in the story.

The two didn't know this move, but they annoyed the original storyteller Li Boyi.

Before the two came, Li Boyi could earn enough food and clothing every month by relying on storytelling. Once the two came, they robbed him of the way to make money, which made him resentful.

When Wenling received the copper coins and returned to the firewood room with a wish, Li Boyi stopped the two of them: "Ignorant things, since ancient times, cutting people's fortunes is like killing their parents, hand over the money, and get out!"

The two looked at each other, and bumped into Li Boyi's chest and abdomen. Li Boyi was already thin and weak, but he fell to the ground after the collision, and saw the two of them running away.

But when the two returned to the firewood room, Wen Ling took out a roast chicken, making Wishing, who had never known the taste of meat for a long time, salivate.

Eat until your stomach is bulging, and make a wish to raise a sense of happiness in your heart.After eating, I made a wish to continue talking about the follow-up of Journey to the West, and let Wenling write it down.

This job is hard-won, and making a wish is very cherished.

With a shelter, food and clothing can be solved, as for Li Boyi's making things difficult, it is nothing, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth.

"I don't know where you heard the story, it's so interesting." Wen Ling clapped his hands.

A story can be told repeatedly, and the two can survive in the city just by traveling to the west. Of course, it is inevitable that someone will follow in the future. After all, there is no such thing as infringement.

At least in the short term, she doesn't have to run around, and she still has a lot of stories in her head, enough for her to tell.

Ever since Li Boyi fell down, he has calmed down and did not stop the two of them again, but he does not believe that Li Boyi will let this matter go, he must be on guard against others.

The guests in the restaurant also knew that there was a new storyteller, who told stories they hadn't heard before, but the traffic increased, making the shopkeeper laugh from ear to ear.

After all, life is boring, and Li Boyi told him over and over again that the guests were already tired of hearing it.

"hateful!"

Li Boyi's eyes were red with jealousy, and a conspiracy was brewing in his heart, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't win the two children.

The kindness of the shopkeeper originally pitied the two of them, but he didn't expect to gain more, and even gave more rewards, Wen Ling is very grateful.

Counting the copper coins in his hand, Wen Ling had a smile on his face, and when he saved enough money, he would change to a better house. He didn't want Xu Wish to live with him in the firewood house. Live exquisitely.

Wishing to mix honey water for him, after all Wen Ling is not a professional storyteller, after several days in a row, his throat became dry.

After finishing the book, there was still a lot of time, so Wenling wandered around with Wishing, which was different from the mentality when he first entered the city. At that time, he was cautious, and even food and clothing could not be guaranteed.

Wishing to look left and right, seeing the dazzling array of things on the street, I was very happy.

"How much is this hairpin?" Wen Ling followed his wishing gaze, picked up a hairpin and asked.

"Chenghui twenty copper coins, put them on for the little girl."

(End of this chapter)