I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 4 Tears are the most important thing

Chapter 003

"It's careless!"

Coming to the time and space of the end of the Ming Dynasty, Cheng Shijie was not happy, but a little unhappy because he was not ready.

This was an uncontrollable time travel. He came here this time, and he didn't bring anything that could be easily cashed in. He didn't even buy a dagger.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, this was not a later life, but a chaotic world where human life was as cheap as grass.

Although he also knows part of the history and the general historical events in the late Ming Dynasty, the problem is that after 15 years of graduation, his historical knowledge has already been returned to the teacher.

Cheng Shijie regretted it a little. If he had known about it, he would have checked Baidu to find out what major events had happened in Chongzhen's four years. He vaguely remembered a very famous rebellion that happened in Dengzhou.

Cheng Shijie vaguely remembered that it was the Dongjiang Army that killed Dengzhou City and Shandong into nothingness, causing countless casualties...

Cheng Shijie had no memory of the specific time.

"Snapped!"

Cheng Shijie patted himself on the head, forcing himself to calm down quickly.

As a member of the crossing army, what should we do now?
Although Cheng Shiying is not a feeble scholar with no strength, if it was ten years ago, his physical fitness would be pretty good, because at that time, he graduated from a metallurgical engineering major and was working in the fifth branch of Hansteel Group. As a technician, there is no problem at all with carrying an oxygen cylinder weighing more than 80 kilograms and walking away, climbing up and down.

But the problem is that he has been transferred to the agency for more than eight years, and his weight has increased by more than 100 catties, but his physical fitness has seriously declined. He is just a middle-aged fat man with ostentatious appearance.

It is no exaggeration to say that any two grown men can deal with him.

If you have money, you can hire a few guards...

Thinking of this, Cheng Shijie suddenly had an idea.

The first step is to have money.

Now he hastened to count the things in his hands, a set of light fragrance perfume samples of second-tier luxury brands, this kind of things would definitely be valuable in the late Ming Dynasty, but he didn't have a sales platform or access.

The second is the drawing board, drawing paper and pencil set bought for his son. Cheng Shijie didn't know the value of these things in the late Ming Dynasty. He had no sales channels for the same problem...

The third is the crystal music box I bought for my daughter. This thing can be sold for dozens of taels of silver, so it shouldn’t be a big problem. The middle-aged man who bought wine last time even thought it was a crystal in the white glass hotel, and he was generous. Qualified buyers.

Thinking of this, Cheng Shijie had an idea.

Cheng Shijie opened the crystal music box, which was packaged in a slightly high-end plastic box, took out the production date and production site and other information on it, and he was ready to find a buyer.

He had to spend another night in this Liuji Inn, but he had no money to pay for the room.

Soon, Cheng Shijie had a solution.

"Dude!"

"What is the commander's order?"

Cheng Shijie pointed to his own things and said, "I'm going out to visit friends. Is there any problem with keeping these things here..."

Cheng Shijie just wanted to use the method of 300 taels of silver here to tell the clerk that he would come back, and that the property was very valuable.

The clerk immediately smiled: "Guest officer, don't worry, in our Liu Ji, there will never be any property theft. In case of theft, you can smash Liu Ji's signboard!"

"What's the use of me smashing your signboards? These things are going to be given to noble people!"

The guy smiled and was about to explain.

An old voice came from outside: "In case of theft, Liu Ji will pay back ten times!"

"Do you have the final say?"

"This old man is Liu Ji's shopkeeper, so what you say naturally counts!"

Cheng Shijie got up, lifted the crystal music box and said, "It's the best. These things are not worth much, the most important thing is this..."

Cheng Shijie opened the perfume gift box, pointed to the four bottles of perfume and said, "This is a good thing bought from the West, comparable to gold!"

The shopkeeper looked at the crystal bottle and knew it was worth a lot. He believed that Cheng Shijie was not a charlatan who wanted to deceive Liu Ji.

The proprietor of Liu Ji owns warehouses, inns, gold and silver shops and more than a dozen shops. This Liu Ji inn alone can earn more than 500 taels of silver a year. However, their proprietors of Liu Ji are not Every day, there is a lot of fish and meat, let alone a slick face like Cheng Shijie.

"Guest officer, don't worry, Liu Ji has been open for more than 200 years, and he will definitely not smash his own signboard for dozens of taels of silver."

"See you!"

Cheng Shijie got up and left without cleaning up.

The shopkeeper looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Send two people over here to keep an eye on this place, and don't allow strangers to approach!"

"Little man understands!"

Cheng Shijie left Liu Ji Inn and walked directly towards the alley where he had sheltered from the rain the day before yesterday.

After walking for more than half an hour, he seemed to have come to that alley, and Cheng Shijie found sadly that he seemed to have lost his way.

Cheng Shijie was also thinking that the middle-aged man who bought his Erguotou that day should be a good drinker, and he would not hesitate to spend a golden bean on his Erguotou, but he might not buy his crystal music box.

It was aimless nonsense again, almost like wandering in a maze, and finally stopped in front of a house. Cheng Shijie looked at this house. There was a gilt plaque with a blue background hanging on this house, which read "Zuo House".

Although Cheng Shijie is not a history expert, he generally knows that the ancient times are different from the later generations. As long as the later generations have money, they can buy an island or build a mansion without any problem.

However, in the Ming Dynasty, there were strict restrictions on etiquette and law. Ordinary people called it a house, and nobles called it a mansion. There was a family in front of this house, and there was also a pair of households, which meant that the other party must be an official family.

Seeing this, Cheng Shijie turned around and left.

None of the officials has a good thing. When they see the crystal music box in their hands, there is a great probability that they will not buy it, but will snatch it. This ancient government will not tell you about human rights and the legal system, just grab it and throw it into it. There is no blinking in the prison.You have nowhere to complain.

Cheng Shijie looked at the pawn shop on the opposite street, wondering if he should pawn some money with this crystal music box first, so as to settle the rent of Liuji Inn, and he needed something to eat. He has spent at least six months since noon until now. I haven't eaten for seven hours, and my stomach is already unbearably hungry.

Although Cheng Shijie is fat, he is the least hungry.

The front of the pawn shop is quite big, it can be regarded as five rooms, and there are two guys in short shirts standing at the door, it looks like Kong Wu is powerful.

The buddy looked at Cheng Shijie's appearance: "Monk Tena, I want to get alms and go elsewhere!"

"I'm not a monk!"

In fact, the monks in the Ming Dynasty were far from the shiny heads like those in the film and television dramas. Most of the monks actually had some hair, which was slightly shorter than Cheng Shijie's.

Cheng Shijie wanted to make up a lie to explain his hair, but seeing that the clerk was not interested, he went straight to the store.

"Please come inside the guest officer!"

An outsider inside wore tortoiseshell glasses, looked at Cheng Shijie and asked, "What is it?"

In fact, there are only three positions in the pawn shop. The external vacancies are responsible for the reception staff and the valuation of the pawns. In the industry, valuation is also called "reporting and singing". After the price was "reported and sung", Zhongque immediately started writing.

Cheng Shijie handed over the crystal music box.

All the clerks in the pawn shop are good people. Looking at Cheng Shijie's clothes and his fat body, he knew that this person should have good financial resources.

If you look at this person as rich and decent, and estimate that he may be able to redeem the item at that time, then the "reporting and singing" will be higher, so that the interest rate can also be higher and earn interest money.

If you look at this person who has no money, is dressed in tatters, and looks like he is selling things to make a living, then the "reporting and singing" will be kept very low, and he will make money by "buying low and selling high".

Like Bai Jingqi at the gate of the mansion to pawn at the pawnshop.When he took out a brand-new leather jacket, the clerk said angrily, "Moths eat rats, it's bare and hairless, and it's a tattered jacket!"

This is actually a deliberate underpricing.

Cheng Shijie's face was full of oil, but he didn't look like he was out of spirits. Although the clothes on his body were weird, they were made of cotton cloth, so he should be a rich man.

"Is the guest officer going to die or live?"

"Live it!"

Cheng Shijie has also learned about the tricks in this business. If he dares to pawn, the other party will definitely charge the price. If he chooses to pawn, the price can be higher. The more money he pawns, the higher the interest he can get.

"How much money does the guest officer want to pawn?"

"At least 1000 taels!"

"It's too high, a mere crystal, not worth so much..."

"Isn't it worth it?"

Cheng Shijie reached out and pressed the electronic switch of the crystal music box, only to see that the originally ordinary crystal box suddenly glowed with lavender light, and a pleasant electronic piano sound came from inside.

"This……"

"1000 taels of silver, is it still high?"

Zhongque hurriedly went to find the shopkeeper.

Not long after, an old shopkeeper who was over half a century old came over, looked at Cheng Shijie and asked, "How long do you want to pawn?"

"One month!"

Cheng Shijie said: "Take it in one month, and within one month, you must not sell it, otherwise... hum!"

"Good talk, good talk!"

Under the sign of the shopkeeper, Zhong Que began to write the bill.

The shopkeeper said: "I want the guest officer to know that our Xingping account is innocent. After one month, you can pick it up with the ticket, and the monthly interest will be one cent!"

Black, really black.

One profit per month means that Cheng Shijie pawned 1000 taels of silver, and one thousand, 100 taels a month later.

Cheng Shijie looked pained: "Okay!"

Sign, press handprint.

"Do you need bank notes, or cash?"

"Is there any gold?"

1000 taels of silver is more than 62 catties. Although Cheng Shijie can carry it behind his back, it must be very inconvenient.

"Yes, the exchange rate between gold and silver is one to eight. 1000 taels of silver can be exchanged for 120 five taels of gold!"

120 five taels of silver, just over seven catties, easy to carry.

Cheng Shijie exchanged 120 four taels of gold and eight taels of silver.

After the delivery was over, Cheng Shijie returned directly to Liu Ji Inn with the gold.

Not long after he walked out of Xingpinghao pawn shop, Cheng Shijie had a few more tails.

Although he was a little nervous, he walked towards Liu Ji Inn in a leisurely manner.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, which made Cheng Shijie return to Liu Ji.

"Please come inside the guest officer!"

"Is there any food!"

"Yes, those who fly in the sky, those who run on the ground, and those who swim in the water, our Liu Ji has everything!"

With money in hand, don't panic.

"How many of Liu Ji's signature dishes will you serve?"

"Wait a minute, guest!"

After a short time, the waiter came over with the dishes and began to announce the name of the dish: "Scallion fried lamb belly!"

"Beaulieu dish!"

"Three things!"

It is necessary to explain here that it is made from a mixture of sea cucumber, hen and pig tendons, and stewed slowly over low heat. It can also be said to be the originator of Buddha Tiaoqiang.

There was a big table full of dishes, and even though Cheng Shijie had a large appetite, he only ate less than one-third of it. Just as he was about to pay the bill, there was a burst of shouting from the door of the store.

Cheng Shijie looked around and saw a dozen men in short shirts surrounding a man and beating him.

The beaten man didn't fight back, but just covered his head with his hands.

Cheng Shijie frowned slightly.

That Liu Ji's buddy is also a person who is good at observing words and expressions. Seeing Cheng Shijie's displeasure, he hurried out of the shop and cursed at a dozen big men who were beating up: "Wang Er, get out of the way, you disturbed the nobleman, you are guilty!" Sorry!"

Cheng Shijie suddenly saw that the beaten man looked familiar, as if he had met Liu San once.

"Wait, go and ask what's going on!"

"Does the guest officer know that rascal?"

"That's right!"

Cheng Shijie saw that the buddy still had some deterrent effect on Wang Er. It should be that Liu Ji was so powerful that Wang Er couldn't afford to mess with him, so he took out a piece of silver from his pocket.

Cheng Shijie had no intention of accepting Liu San as his servant, after all Cheng Shijie really didn't want to live in the late Ming Dynasty, he wanted to go back, the 120 four taels of gold was more than 100 million.Now that he has money for his daughter's medical treatment, he can go to treat her daughter's illness. He really dare not mess around in the late Ming Dynasty. What if he dies?
"Bring Liu San here, this is your reward!"

The guy is overjoyed.

Not long after, Liu San, covered in bruises, walked into the store.

Liu San knelt down towards Cheng Shijie: "Thank you, Mr. En!"

"Get up~"

Cheng Shijie asked, "What's going on?"

Liu San murmured: "My mother is hungry, I didn't get any money..."

Cheng Shijie pointed at the waiter and said, "Pack up these leftovers and bring them home for your mother to eat."

Liu Sanqian thanked her and left.

Cheng Shijie paid Liu Ji half a month's rent in advance, plus meals, which cost a total of eight renminbi, less than one tael, which means that the purchasing power of money is still quite good.

This meal will be left to future generations, and it will not be worth a few thousand yuan.

We waited and waited until it was dark.Cheng Shiying quickly lay on the bed, opened and closed eyes, still in the room, Cheng Shijie suddenly became anxious, why can't he go back?

what happened?

Cheng Shijie was a little anxious.

His brain started to run fast, thinking about the details before and after the time travel.

For the first time, I saw white light, which was dazzling, and then passed through...

The second time, close your eyes and go back.

something in common...

Cheng Shijie thought about it. The first time he saw the dazzling white light, he closed his eyes subconsciously. His eyes were irritated and tears flowed out. The second time he went back was because he thought that he could not go back and shed tears.

Could it be that tears are the key element of time travel?
Try it.

Cheng Shijie began to brew emotions, thinking that he would not be able to see his wife or son, tears began to flow, a burst of white light suddenly appeared, and he closed his eyes.

Cheng Shijie opened his eyes and looked around. Sure enough, he appeared in the empty room on the second floor.

(End of this chapter)