Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Southeast Continent, Kyushu Empire, Baiye Town.

Jiang Ran walked into an inn with goose-feathered snow, firewood behind him, and heavy snow.

It has been sixteen years since I crossed into this world from a recent college graduate.

There is no prominent background, and there is no goldfinger against the sky in the novel.

It's just a bitter person who has been killed or injured by his parents since he was a child and raised by his aunt.

Jiang Ran stomped his foot at the door of the inn.

After stepping on the snow on his body, he walked into the inn.

Compared to the cold wind outside the door, the inside of the inn is much warmer.

It was noon, and when it was time for dinner, the inn was full of people.

Xiao Er's shouts continued to sound in the hall of the inn.

This is a world very similar to the ancient world of the past, without the prosperity of a big city.

There are not as many opportunities as in the novel, and even life here is very difficult.

I originally thought that with the wisdom of my modern people, I could also live very well in this world.

But Jiang Ran still underestimated the cruelty of reality.

This era was so poor that many residents had difficulty even eating.

Even the current job of Jiang Ran, an inn handyman, is hard to grab.

Jiang Ran's hard work every month can only be enough to survive.

For those at the bottom, it is not easy for them to survive.

"Stinky boy, why are you still stunned?"

"Don't hurry to the firewood room in the back and chop all the firewood, if you delay the progress, be careful that the master deducts your wages!"

Just because of the warmth in the inn, Jiang Ran was a little out of his mind.

An obese middle-aged man with a figure-eight beard walked towards Jiang Ran with a belly that seemed to be eight months pregnant.

That vicious look, if you look at it differently, I am afraid that you will not look away in fear.

But Jiang Ran only glanced at it, said yes, and walked towards the inn with firewood on his back.

This middle-aged man is called Zhang Fu, the treasurer of the inn, a very snobbish guy who likes to deduct wages.

Jiang Ran didn't want to offend him, and all he got in exchange for deducting a day's wages was just a deduction.

From the inn lobby, I walked to the backyard position.

Alternately hot and cold, Jiang Ran couldn't help but exhale.

He sighed at his already frozen hands and looked at the firewood room on the side.

It is said to be a firewood room, but it is just built of some broken wooden boards.

But it's also warmer than the ice and snow outside.

Entering the firewood room, Jiang Ran first took off his heavy cotton clothes and continuously exhaled into his palm.

I started to move in place, so that my palms and body were as warm as possible.

At once, he lifted the firewood knife on the side, and very skillfully fell down.

"Bang!"

The firewood knife slashed the firewood, and it was half in an instant.

With Jiang Ran's force, he split the firewood in front of him.

Because the winter in Baiye Town lasts longer than the other three seasons.

Therefore, a lot of firewood is needed every year in winter, otherwise it is impossible to maintain the temperature of the inn.

After a while, about a blaze of incense passed.

The sourness and numbness in Jiang Ran's arm had already made him stop waving the wood knife.

"Whew..."

Jiang Ran exhaled a cloud of turbid breath from his mouth and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

Looking at the firewood pile that had been piled up on the side, which was about the same height as himself.

I picked up the bamboo basket on the side and began to put firewood in the basket.

Jiang Ran's daily work was very simple, first going to the firewood village to get the dry firewood ordered every day.

Then use the bamboo basket to carry it back over and over again, because the trailer is difficult to walk in the snow, so you have to rely on Jiang Ran to carry it back step by step.

After all the dry firewood was carried back, Jiang Ran would start chopping firewood.

Until the end of chopping wood, they will be arranged to wash dishes in the back kitchen.

This is what the inn handyman does.

The most tiring work gets the lowest wages, and this is the environment for the inn handyman.

But it's like, many people don't even have a job, and they can only snuggle up somewhere for the winter, relying on a small amount of food.

And in the inn, although the wages are small, at least two meals are included.

It's acceptable.

"Whew..."

Filled with a basket of firewood, he walked out of the firewood room.

The cold wind outside also made Jiang Ran shiver.

But after chopping wood for so long, my body was not cold, so I quickly stepped on the snow and walked towards the kitchen.

It was busy until about the end of the day, that is, about two o'clock.

The treasurer only informed everyone to open the meal, and there was no meat oil for a meal, and five or six people gathered around a table.

Three vegetarian dishes and a stack of dried turnips, just like that, coped with a lunch.

After eating, the small workers in the inn began to rest.

Jiang Ran also walked out the back door of the inn, came to the street, and bought two white-faced steamed buns.

He hugged it in his arms, regardless of the heat of the freshly baked steamed buns.

I trotted all the way towards the location of South Street.

It seems that he is afraid that the steamed bun in his arms will cool down.

Walk through the streets and into the alleys, enduring all kinds of bad smells coming from all around.

The smell of sweat, the smell of livestock, and even a little bit of feces and urine mixed together.

Jiang Ran couldn't help but frown and quickened his pace.

In this ancient society, the standard of living was not as good as in modern society, and the people who lived in South Street could be said to be poor.

The whole town, which is also on the main road and some rich residential areas, will be normal.

After crossing the alley, rows of wooden houses stand around the street.

But basically all are one floor square, and some houses are even thatched houses.

It is only supported by some wooden planks that the important position does not lead to collapse.

Jiang Ran stopped outside a wooden house, pushed open the wall made of bamboo boards, and knocked on the wooden door inside after walking in.

Immediately inside the wooden door, there was a sound of footsteps.

Through the small hole in the wooden door, there is a big watery eye.

After taking a look at Jiang Ran, he immediately pulled out the deadbolt of the wooden door and opened the wooden door.

A little girl is about thirteen years old and has big bright eyes.

The little face has been frozen red because of the winter, and the cotton clothes on the body have been covered with patches.

This girl's name is Ye Yu, and she is the daughter of Jiang Ran's aunt.

In the year before last, Jiang Ran's aunt died of illness due to overwork, leaving the two brothers and sisters to rely on each other.

"Brother, you're back. "

"There were still leftover steamed buns at home yesterday, but I didn't have to come back at noon. "

"I use hot water, soak a steamed bun, and cope with it. "

Ye Yu pouted and looked at the two steamed buns that Jiang Ran took out from his arms.

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