Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 1, start without a knife

Confused and dizzy, Liu Jin felt that he had a splitting headache, and a lot of information kept pouring into his brain. The information seemed to be a person's experience from childhood to adulthood, and this person was an ancient person.

"I've read too many historical novels?"

In his mind, Liu Jin thought of this.

As a hardcore old bookworm with more than ten years of web history, Liu Jin has read thousands of novels if not [-]. Among them, his favorite web novels are historical travel novels.

Recently, he just became obsessed with a time-traveling novel. The author's writing style is quite good. Liu Jin, who was addicted to it, really reached the point of forgetting to eat and sleep. He was addicted to it for several days, unable to extricate himself.

So there was an extra piece of information about the ancients from childhood to adulthood in his brain, and Liu Jin thought it was because he was too addicted to novels, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night.

In the haze, Liu Jin struggled to open his eyes, and a little bit of light refracted in.

In a dilapidated hut, the window paper on the windows was completely torn. Next to the window, a dilapidated desk had only three legs intact, and the other leg was still supported by a wooden root.

There are a few worn-out books neatly placed on the desk. These books are not modern books, but books bound in ancient threads. The paper of the books is rough at first glance, far less white and clean than modern paper.

In addition to a few books, there are also a few brushes. The tip of this brush has been split, and a lot of wolf hair has fallen off, but it is clean.

The inkstone was polished from a stone randomly picked up from the river. The yellow-brown spots are clearly visible, and there is still some dried ink inside, which seems to have not been used for a few days.

Except for this desk, there is only Liu Jin's bed in the whole cabin.

This bed was also made of soil and a few wooden planks, covered with a thick layer of hay. As for the quilt covering Liu Jin's body, it was covered with patches, and some lumps could be seen in some tattered places. Blackened cotton wool.

"Am I transmigrating?"

Liu Jin wiped his eyes, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Although my family is not a wealthy family, but growing up in the new era, no matter how poor it is, it will not be so poor. What's more, this scene can be seen as the home of poor people in ancient times.

"Crack~"

Liu Jin slapped himself hard, and suddenly there was a sharp pain on his face.

"Am I really time-traveling?"

Liu Jin became a little dazed.

This is reading the novel well, living a happy little life, and unexpectedly timetraveled all of a sudden.

"My God!"

"Traveling through time, you should make my starting point higher anyway. The time-traveling army in the novel is not about time-traveling to become the emperor's prince or duke, but at least it's about time-traveling to become the stupid son of the landlord's family."

"When it comes to me, look at this, I don't even have a knife at the beginning of the game, let alone a dog."

Soon, Liu Jin combined the extra information in his mind, and immediately understood his situation. He couldn't help jumping up, pointing at the sky and cursing.

It turns out that not all of Liu Jin has traveled back, but only his soul has traveled to ancient times.

The original owner of the body in front of me is also named Liu Jin, who is also a scholar, and has already achieved the reputation of a scholar. He is waiting to take the triennial provincial examination next fall. As long as he can pass the provincial examination, he will become a privileged Juren master.

It stands to reason that Liu Jin shouldn't scold the sky for such an opening. After all, in the Ming Dynasty, the status of scholars was quite high. privilege.

In addition to being an official and a lord, let’s not talk about it, you don’t have to pay food and don’t have to do corvee. In modern times, you can not only be an official, but also enjoy the privilege of being tax-free and exempting the country from working for nothing.

We must know that in ancient times, the two things of paying food and corvee were unavoidable at birth. As long as you don't want to be a traitor, a refugee, or a nobleman, these two things will go hand in hand and stay with you for a lifetime.

Only by becoming a scholar-bureaucrat can one jump out of the three realms, not be in the five elements, and become a privileged existence.

And once you become a privileged class, a large number of people will naturally attach themselves to you and entrust their fields under your name. You can sit at home and share the farmers' hard work for a year with just a nominal fee. As for wives and concubines And so on, let alone in this day and age.

It's just that the premise of all this is to become a Juren, that is, to pass the provincial examination and become a Juren master.

But it happened that he was only a scholar and was occupied by Liu Jin of later generations. Liu Jin felt that he was a little self-aware when he asked a person of later generations to take the eight-legged imperial examination in this era.

This is also the reason why Liu Jin scolded the sky.

Not winning the exam means that Liu Jin still hasn't got rid of his original class, and it also means that Liu Jin still needs to pay food and serve corvee. As for becoming an official and making a fortune, don't even think about it. It is impossible for Liu Jin to pass the imperial examination and become a Juren.

"At any rate, you will be crossed by me after becoming a Juren."

Liu Jin wanted to cry without tears, looking at the bare walls of the house, gusts of cold wind kept blowing in through the broken windows, making Liu Jin shiver uncontrollably.

Through the memory of the former owner of this body, Liu Jin knows that it is now the tenth year of Hongzhi, which belongs to the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, the Little Ice Age has arrived, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed at this time, but the weather is already very cold, and frost has formed outside.

The cold wind came and went, so that Liu Jin's thin body couldn't help hiding in the quilt, but the quilt probably had a long history, and the effect of keeping warm was really worrying.

At the same time, Liu Jin also seriously doubts whether there will be some small animals in the black cotton ball. Thinking of this, Liu Jin can't help but want to throw away the quilt, but a gust of cold wind blows After thinking about it, Liu Jin felt that it might be warmer to live with small animals.

"Crap time travel."

Curled up under the blanket, with his head resting on his hands, Liu Jin couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

Although Liu Jin of the later generations is also a very ordinary family, at least he has a home that is sheltered from the wind and rain, and there is heating in the home in winter, so he can eat popsicles shirtless while watching the snowflakes fall outside.

Although it is said that there are no delicacies from mountains and seas, big fish and meat, etc., it is the most basic thing to have meat for three meals a day. It is also the most basic thing to have a full meal. Even occasionally, you can invite three or five friends to eat out and drink a little wine , bragging or something.

But through the memory in his mind, Liu Jin knew it clearly.

In this era, even the life of the landlord's family will definitely not meet the standards of ordinary people in later generations. In this ancient time that depended on the sky for food, everything was maintained on the land.

However, the production of the land is extremely limited, and it can barely survive when the weather is favorable. But now is the beginning of the Little Ice Age. Sometimes there will be no harvest of particles.

Even if the landlord is a landlord, if the farmers have no harvest, the landlord's family will not have much surplus grain, and all the harvest is grain. If they want to have meat for meals, the landlord's family does not have such a luxury.

Although Liu Xiucai is a scholar, his family only has a dozen acres of land passed down from his ancestors. It is precisely because of this field that Liu Xiucai's mother, Wang, was able to send Liu Xiucai to a private school to study and passed the examination as a scholar.

But reading in ancient times was not an easy task. Ordinary families simply had no way to support the consumption of a scholar, and generally only a wealthy landlord's family could support a scholar.

In ancient times, a lot of money was needed first. This book was for private school teachers. Generally, the better the teacher, the more expensive the book. After all, teachers are human and have to eat. It is impossible to teach you to read and write for free. of.

Apart from Shuxiu, the brushes, ink, paper and inkstones needed for reading are also very expensive. Among other things, books alone, which are commonplace in modern times, were unbelievably expensive in ancient times.

In ancient times, without modern advanced printing technology, how much would a book cost?
Taking the Song Dynasty as an example, one tael of gold was exchanged for 36 coins. There is a book called "Da Yi Cui Yan", which costs 3.3 coins, which is about 2.8 grams of gold, while gold costs about 300 grams in modern times.

Therefore, the cost of printing such a book would be 840 yuan. Later, an official set the price for the book. This book doubled and sold for a high price of more than [-] yuan.

This is just a simple conversion. In fact, in ancient times, the value of gold was far more valuable than gold today, and it was much more difficult for people in ancient times to obtain a penny in the small peasant economy than in modern times.

It can be seen how expensive this book was in ancient times. For ordinary people, let alone reading, just a book is enough to dispel the idea of ​​sending your children to study.

What's more, there are Shu Xiu, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In addition, since he is a noble scholar, he naturally keeps his ears shut and only reads the books of sages. There are more mouths and less labor in this field and home. , Under this entry and exit, the families that can support the scholars are all wealthy families.

Obviously, the home that Liu Jin crossed over is far from the word Yin Shi. If you don’t study, you can barely eat and wear. But with only a dozen acres of land, it’s hard to imagine a day to support Liu Jin’s reading. And know.

Liu Jin reached out and touched the ribs on his stomach, then looked at the tiny arms, and couldn't help but cursed again.

　This is my first time writing a historical novel, there are some shortcomings, please give me your advice~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)