Take a plane to the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1 Shuttle System
When Zhu Changyuan woke up, everything around him changed, his bedroom changed, his bed changed, the bedside cabinet, computer, and all daily necessities changed.

Now, there is a simple wooden bed, the thin quilt on it is already dirty, and there is a dilapidated wooden cabinet beside the bed. When I open it, there is nothing inside except a few simple clothes.

The strange thing is that even the clothes inside seem to belong to ancient people.

Zhu Changyuan was startled, and when he looked at himself, he was actually wearing ancient clothes.

What's wrong with me?
Before he could figure out the situation, there was a crackling sound from outside the house. After rubbing his dizzy head, he stretched out his hand to open the dilapidated door, and a simple courtyard suddenly appeared in front of him.

The yard was simple and clean. A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old who looked quite childish was chopping wood in the yard. He was shocked when he saw Zhu Changyuan, and said, "Young master, you, you, why are you up? Do you still have a fever?"

"Young master?" Zhu Changyuan touched his forehead, and said to himself, "Is this calling me?" Looking at the shabby robe and coat on the young man, he wondered if he was filming.

However, I haven't received any scripts either?

Did it cross over?

"Hehehe..." Zhu Changyuan laughed at his own thoughts, joking, time travel, is that a plot only in novels?
"Master." The young man ran to Zhu Changyuan in a panic, touched his head, and said, "Your fever hasn't subsided yet? Go and have a rest. I'll call you when I cook."

Zhu Changyuan smiled and said: "Okay, don't make fun of me, tell me which crew this is, hehe, is this ax not bad, it is real enough, doesn't it mean that real weapons are not allowed to be used now?" In the middle of the yard, I reached out to pick up the ax, and picked up a piece of firewood to chop.

"Click." A piece of wood was split in two, but Zhu Changyuan was stunned on the ground, speechless for a long time, staring blankly at the sky in a daze.

Because, just after he chopped a piece of firewood, there was a clear and mechanical voice in his head: "The host changes the world and gets a contribution point."

"Young Master, Young Master. This is impossible." The young man ran to Zhu Changyuan's side in a hurry, tugged at his sleeve and shook it, as if he wanted to pull him up, but Zhu Changyuan shook his head after being startled and said: "You Don't shake me, don't bother me."

"Uh, uh, yes, master." The boy stood aside obediently.

However, when Zhu Changyuan picked up the ax again and chopped a piece of firewood, the young man knelt down on the ground with a plop, almost crying, and said, "Master, you have broken me, you are the blood of the royal family, you must not Do your job."

Zhu Changyuan didn't pay attention to that guy, his hands kept crackling for a while, chopping a pile of wood, and the voice in his mind kept ringing: "Ding, the host changes the world and gets a little contribution."

"Ding, the host changes the world and gets a little contribution."

"Ding, the host changes the world and gets a little contribution."

"Ding, the host changes the world and gets a little contribution."

"Ding"

"Ding"

"Ding"

. . .

"Bang. Crack." Throwing the ax in his hand, Zhu Changyuan lay down on the ground.The thing I was most worried about happened: I am afraid that I have really time-traveled.

The young man standing next to him was very anxious, he knelt and helped Zhu Changyuan up, and said, "Master, you, you, are you alright?"

"It's okay, get out of here..."

Zhu Changyuan pushed the young man back far away, his chest heaved and heaved, he still couldn't accept the reality in front of him for a moment, and the memories of two lifetimes flooded his mind at the same time.

In this world, I am the grandson of King Bohai of the Ming Dynasty. After King Bohai was killed by the Tartars, the family fell apart.The young man in front of him is his most loyal domestic slave, who has been with him since he was a child, and his name is Zhu Jiu.

This world seems to be not the same as the Ming Dynasty in previous history, but a parallel world, but it is not bad.

Zhu Changyuan didn't have the time and interest to delve into the memory of this life. He wanted to figure out his condition, the system in his body, what was going on in the first place?

"Hello~"

Zhu Changyuan tried to communicate with that guy, but he did not expect to be able to communicate.

"Master, if you need any information, you can open the system interface. The method of opening the system interface is as follows..."

According to the prompts of the system, Zhu Changyuan opened the interface of that system. It was like the game interface of playing games in his previous life. It was a large rectangular screen with many buttons on it.

The first button is item exchange. After Zhu Changyuan pressed it, the only thing displayed inside was a trolley-shaped car in a supermarket. It was similar in size and shape, and it was also called a trolley.

On the back of the trolley, there is a line of remarks: It is used to transport items when traveling between the parallel world and the original world.

To redeem this item, one thousand contribution points will be consumed.Whether to exchange, there is a button for yes and a button for no.

However, when he saw that he only had thirteen contribution points in total, he had no choice but to close this interface with a bitter face and return to the main interface.

On the second line of the main interface, there is a button that reads "Return to the original world." Zhu Changyuan was overjoyed, stretched out his imaginary finger and pressed it, and then a drop-down menu appeared, marked on it: Return to the original world, 1 minute Five hundred contribution points are consumed, and after the contribution points are exhausted, the host will be forcibly pulled back to the parallel world.

"I..." Zhu Changyuan almost swears after reading it. It turns out that this is the case when returning to the original world. It needs to consume contribution points and eventually has to come back.

This, well, as long as you earn enough contribution points, you can theoretically return to the original world forever.Zhu Changyuan comforted himself.

However, you can't just earn contribution points by chopping firewood, right?Have to think of other ways.

"Hey, yes." After seeing Zhu Jiu being reprimanded by himself, instead of complaining, he ran to the kitchen diligently to cook. Zhu Changyuan followed and said, "Ah Jiu, let me cook for you." Bar."

"No, no, no." After being dazed for a second, Ah Jiu looked at Zhu Changyuan as if looking at another person: "Master, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, and you can't do this kind of rough work." While speaking, he was about to send Zhu Changyuan to the kitchen push outside.

Zhu Changyuan had never cooked at home before, but in order to verify whether he could get rewards as long as he did things by himself, he still held back the thick smoke and got into the kitchen,
Seeing an old-fashioned ground pot, I thought to myself that I don't know how to cook, or I can just help light the fire.

Zhu Jiu saw that he couldn't stop him, so he said, "Master, why don't you light the fire?"

Before Zhu Changyuan agreed, the system's notification sound came to mind: "Ding, Ah Jiu issued a burning mission, do you accept it? Reminder: The host's first mission. After completing this mission, you will get a mysterious reward."

"Accept." Zhu Changyuan accepted the task without hesitation, walked around the low kitchen, sat down on a small wooden pier in front of the stove, and started to light the fire.

An old-fashioned ground pot, a heavy bellows, and thick smoke coming out from the bottom of the pot from time to time. To be honest, Zhu Changyuan failed to burn the fire this time, and he didn't dare to complain when he tortured Ah Jiu who cooked on it, so he had to spend twice as much time as usual. It's time to prepare the meal.

"Okay, young master, the rice is ready, there is no need to cook it anymore."

As soon as Ah Jiu's words fell, a mechanical clear voice came from Zhu Changyuan's mind: "Ding, the task of burning the fire is completed, and the host will be rewarded with two thousand contribution points and a mysterious reward. Do you want to open it now?"

"Open it." Zhu Changyuan couldn't wait any longer.

"Ding. The mysterious gift box is opened, and the host gets a small trolley, which can transport items when traveling between the parallel world and the original world."

Zhu Changyuan was not surprised that the system sent a small trolley. It seemed that only this small trolley was the cheapest item on the screen.

Since it is the first mission, the system has extra rewards, and the contribution points sent by this mission are far beyond the original amount. There are as many as 4 points, but thinking about these contribution points, they can only make him return to After [-] minutes in the original world, I couldn't help feeling cold again.

After eating, Ah Jiu took Zhu Changyuan outside for a walk. The current seasons are the same as in the original world. The new year is just over, and the spring is still cold. Especially in the northern region, there is not much difference between spring and winter here. .

The small courtyard of the two is in the middle of the mountains, with a slightly open place in front of the door, on which about [-] mu of dry land has been reclaimed.It was already the season for planting spring wheat, but there was nothing on it.

Near the edge of the land, there are a few dilapidated houses, in which there are a few tenants who live by planting the [-] mu of land of the palace. Their life is even more difficult, especially in this lean season. Can't eat a full meal for months.

Zhu Changyuan took a look, then pouted at Ah Jiu, and said, "Let them all come over."

Ah Jiu didn't understand what the young master wanted to do, but he didn't dare to ask more, and walked quickly to the place where the tenants lived.

Zhu Changyuan returned to the yard, looked through the big grain tank, and found that there was still a small half tank of wheat in it, and the other smaller tank was almost full of a tank of millet.

In addition to the [-] mu of Susukida in front of the gate, this is all Zhu Changyuan's property.As a descendant of the royal family, the grandson of King Bohai, these properties can be described as extremely thin.

Through memory, I learned that in fact, this parallel world of Ming Dynasty, the King of Bohai has lasted for many generations. Anyway, one generation is not as good as the previous generation, and rights and taxes are decreasing day by day. In addition, this place is in the midst of the rivalry between the two tigers of the Ming Dynasty and the newly founded Qing Dynasty. In the buffer zone, there were constant small-scale wars, so the King's Mansion of Bohai Sea couldn't make ends meet.

Once the King of Bohai died, the rights changed. The original Zhu Changyuan's father lost his life in the dispute between the sons. The new King of Bohai is Zhu Changyuan's uncle. He sent Zhu Changyuan, who had become an orphan, from the beginning of his ascendancy.He was given a hundred acres of dry land in the deep mountains, and it was considered a separation.

However, this one hundred acres of dry land is less than one-thousandth of the Bohai King's property.

One hundred mu of dry land does not sound like a small amount, but you must know that the yield of ancient land was extremely low. After half a year of hard work to grow wheat on a small mu of land, the yield was less than [-] catties. One hundred mu of land is well planted It can produce about ten thousand catties of wheat.Well, ten thousand catties of wheat sounds like a lot, right? In fact, it's only about five tons.

But, on the other hand, at least ten or more people are required to plant this one hundred acres of land. These people are the tenants in front of them. They also have to eat and live, and they consume almost [-]% of the production.

Zhu Changyuan can get [-]% of the wheat every year, that is, [-] to [-] catties of wheat. Calculated by the big tank in his home, it is two tanks.

Ah Jiu and Zhu Changyuan would eat one and a half tanks of food every year.

In other words, the land given to Zhu Changyuan by the Zhu family's palace is barely enough to support him.

Let's not delve into these detailed accounts. Anyway, Zhu Changyuan lived a very poor life and was just able to cover his own food and clothing.But for Zhu Changyuan, who is now on a mission to change this parallel world, this is undoubtedly an excellent place.Because this place is remote, there are no people, and there are some big mountains around, few people come in, unless there is a big war and the people flee to the deep mountains.

More than a dozen sallow and thin people came to the yard. After seeing Zhu Changyuan, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, calling out "Little Prince" from time to time. Zhu Changyuan took a look, among them were men and women, and there were four or five children. .

There are only four adult men, they are brothers, surnamed Wang, according to the ranking, they are Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang, and Goro. It is said that Shiro died when he was young, followed by three women, namely Dalang, Erlang, and Wulang. Saburo's wife, followed by five children, three boys and two girls, the oldest boy is fifteen or sixteen years old, but he may have been malnourished for a long time, looks sallow and emaciated, and looks sickly.

This family is all simple farmers, willing to work hard.

"Get up." Zhu Changyuan sat casually on a small stool, and asked kindly, "Have you run out of food now?"

"Uh, uh." Da Lang said hesitantly, "Little Prince, we still have something to eat."

The boy in the back who had just grown to fifteen or sixteen stood up and said: "No, little prince, my father is lying, I haven't eaten steamed buns for many days, and my grandpa is also very sick, with a fever that burns his hands." I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold my breath for a few days?"

"Little prince, help me." Da Lang couldn't help crying, "Help my father." They were struggling to eat and dress, so there was no money to buy medicine for the old man.

As soon as he cried, Saburo and Erlang behind him all began to cry, but Goro didn't cry, but his face was not good-looking.

Zhu Changyuan stood up and said: "Don't cry, the old man's illness can't be delayed, you should have told me earlier. I'll go and have a look..." Turning around, he said to Ah Jiu: "You cook another big pot of millet porridge, Make it thicker and make more."

Ah Jiu was very reluctant, but he dared not listen to the young master's words, and the women behind followed Ah Jiu into the house to cook.

Zhu Changyuan brought the four of them to the place where they lived. When they entered the house, they saw a dry old man lying on the bed. He didn't know if he was asleep, but he was roaring loudly anyway.Touching his forehead with his hand, Zhu Changyuan secretly estimated that it was a normal fever and cold, but it might have been prolonged and serious.

"Little prince, save my father."

The four of them all knelt down, Zhu Changyuan frowned slightly, and a familiar crisp voice came from his mind: "Wang Jiashiro issued a mission to save Old Man Wang, do you accept the mission?"

"Accept." Zhu Changyuan did not hesitate.

He now has a unique advantage, that is, he has the capital to go back to the original world to bring things. Like Old Man Wang's cold, he can go to the pharmacy to buy cold medicine to treat it.

"Okay, wait for me." Zhu Changyuan left the Wang family's shabby house, returned to his room, and specifically ordered Ah Jiu to cook, and no one was allowed to enter his room.

After the arrangements were made, Zhu Changyuan closed the door and opened the system interface. Now he wants to go back, bring old man Wang's medicine back, and at the same time verify whether the system really works.

Click on the system interface, enter the main interface, choose to return to the original world, and a dialog box pops up: Returning to the original world consumes [-] contribution points per minute. After the contribution points are consumed, you will be forced to return to this world. Do you want to go back?

The two buttons below are "Yes" and "No". What makes Zhu Changyuan bleed is whether there are English labels "yes" and "no" below.

Yes.

(End of this chapter)