At the end of Qin, I became a son of the plane

Chapter 3, recognize the reality

When Xu Fan opened his eyes again, the sun was already shining on him through the window, giving him a burning feeling.

He touched his phone habitually and found that it was already 9:45.

You're going to be late for the market! Xu Fan hurriedly planned to get up.

But soon the surrounding adobe houses and the wooden bed beneath him brought him back to reality. He sat down decadently and realized that he had traveled to the Qin Dynasty and no longer had to go to work.

"Brother Xu, you can really sleep. The sun is already in the sky. I always wanted to sleep like this before, but I always got beaten by my father." Ah Sheng said enviously when he saw Xu Fan still in bed.

Chen Xiu said angrily: "If you don't do farm work, what are you doing at home? Leave quickly!" After that, he drove Asheng away.

Then Chen Xiu brought out a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of pickles and said, "My dear friend, you must be hungry!"

Xu Fan was not polite either. He happened to be hungry too.

After drinking the rice porridge, Xu Fan was in a daze. It was still difficult for him to accept the fact that he had traveled through time, always thinking that this was a dream.

Chen Xiu did not disturb Xu Fan's daze, but sat in front of the loom, clicking and weaving.

Xu Fan recalled how he came to this world, got lost, encountered wolves, rescued people, came to this small village, and found that this was the Qin Dynasty.

All these experiences gave him a dreamy feeling, as if he was still having an endless nightmare.

Suddenly, Xu Fan stood up and walked towards the center of the village.

Chen Xiu asked anxiously: "Where is my benefactor going?"

Xu Fan said: "I'm just going to take a walk in the village!" He wanted to find more evidence, holding on to the 10% hope that some rich man was playing The Truman Game, or that he had mistakenly entered the film and television base.

Walking out of Chen Lin's yard, the houses in the village are all very neat, arranged horizontally and vertically. There are not many houses, about fifty or sixty, and with the surrounding earth walls, this village has It looks a bit like a military base.

However, these houses brought Xu Fan to his hometown in the countryside more than 20 years ago. No, not even worse. The houses you can see here are all adobe houses made of loess and covered with straw. Every house is like this. , not even a single exquisite wooden house can be seen.

Instead, you can see more than a dozen dilapidated houses, and the yards are overgrown with weeds. It is obvious that these houses have been abandoned.

Xu Fan walked around for a long time and could not see any trace of industrial civilization in the village. There were no cement, telephone poles or light bulbs in the houses on the ground. Xu Fan looked carefully for a long time and found that there was not even plastic bags and glass slag on the ground. Not even a shadow of the plane can be seen in the sky.

Xu Fan has completely given up. It is really difficult to find a place without industrial products in China, and he is really not in China.

Xu Fan walked to the small river outside the village. In the farmland, he could see villagers weeding. The seedlings had been bent and many of the seedlings had begun to turn golden. It was obvious that it was almost time to harvest. The farmers working in the fields were all exposed. Smiley face.

Not far away, several peasant women were washing clothes together, and they also discovered Xu Fan.

They watched Xu Fan talking and laughing, and even laughed out loud later.

Xu Fan could probably hear their words, and they probably meant that Xu Fan's skin was white, handsome, and better than these women. Coupled with his wealth and modern clothes, Xu Fan was said to be a down-and-out young nobleman. He also encouraged several widows to climb into Xu Fan's bed. Even if they didn't get anything, they widows would still make money.

Such dirty jokes are naturally nothing to modern people like Xu Fan. But he couldn't resist the fact that a few widows looked at Xu Fan shyly, which really scared him so much that he ran back to the village.

But Xu Fan's action caused the women to laugh.

"My benefactor is back!" Xu Fan asked, "No need to call me my benefactor, just call me Brother Xu."

"Why isn't your father in the village?"

Chen Xiudao: "My father took the wolf skin to the market and sold it, saying that Brother Xu should be in urgent need of money."

Xu Fan said clearly: "Yes, I really need money now."

He accepted his fate and came into this world penniless. He had to spend money on food and clothing. That wolf skin might be his only starting capital.

The only thing following Xu Fan through time travel was a mobile phone, a data cable, and a power bank.

It's a pity that everything has become waste in this world, and even mobile phones will soon become waste. Now there is only 30% of the power left. Although there is still a little power in the power bank, it will not last long, and even if the phone can be used , after disconnecting from the Internet, it became a waste, and all functions were useless.

He didn't know he would time travel either. There were no encyclopedias or anything like that downloaded into the phone's memory. Instead, there were some unnecessary things that took up a lot of memory. He didn't know what to do with the little power the phone and power bank had.

Xu Fan thought for a long time and found that the only function of his mobile phone was to use Feixun to copy some traditional Chinese characters, so that he would not become illiterate in this world.

Xu Fan approached Chen Xiudao: "Can you find some wooden boards? I want to record something."

It took Chen Xiu a long time to understand that Xu Fan wanted to write a book. Gritting his teeth, he handed the linen he had just woven to Xu Fan.

"When your father comes back, I will use the money from selling the wolf skins to buy this batch of linen cloth from you." Xu Fan also knew the significance of linen cloth to this family. But time was tight, so I plugged my mobile phone into the power bank, and then wrote the traditional Chinese characters on the linen with a charcoal pen. Although traditional Chinese characters were not used in this era, Xiaozhuan and traditional Chinese characters were very close. With these traditional Chinese characters, Xu Fan By comparing the Xiaozhuan characters you see, you can quickly learn the characters of this world.

Chen Xiu looked at the font on the linen and looked at Xu Fan with envy. In this era, scholars are considered superior people and are beyond their reach.

Xu Fan recorded this for an afternoon. He racked his brains and recorded 1830 traditional Chinese characters before the phone's battery completely ran out. Then the phone's screen went completely black, ending his mission.

When the phone's battery was completely dead, Xu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. With these words, even if he had no skills, he could still be an enlightened teacher in the countryside and would not starve to death.

"Sister! We're back." Ah Sheng shouted, with Chen Lin walking behind.

He came to Xu Fan and said: "The wolf skin, wolf teeth and other items were sold for a total of 652 yuan, and the city tax was 50 yuan. In the end, there was only 602 yuan left. My benefactor can count them."

After speaking, Chen Lin handed a cloth bag to Xu Fan. Xu Fan took the money bag and asked, "How much does a piece of linen cost?"

Chen Xiu immediately said: "No, no, no!"

Only then did Chen Lin discover it. The linen on the bed was densely covered with writing.

Ah Sheng was surprised and said: "How can this be too much? The piece of cloth that my sister worked so hard to weave is ruined like this."

Chen Lin glared at Ah Sheng and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"A piece of linen is nothing compared to the life-saving grace of my benefactor, let alone using linen to record words."

Xu Fan had already seen that Chen Lin's family was in ruins, so he naturally refused to ask for linen in vain, but Chen Lin firmly refused to accept the money.

Finally, Xu Fan agreed to use this piece of linen as a bundle to teach Ah Sheng how to practice calligraphy, and at the same time, he was able to make a name for himself.

(End of this chapter)