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Chapter 56 Start with a Bowl
"Xiao Mingzi, wake up, wake up, wake up."

With a quick cry, Jiang Ming slowly opened his eyes.

His whole body was weak, his eyes occasionally stared, his hair was unkempt, and his clothes were ragged. Jiang Ming looked at the environment he was in again, it was in a ruined temple.

A sallow-faced, skinny little boy next to him was looking at Jiang Ming longingly. It was he who woke Jiang Ming up.

His name is Gousheng, and he is a little beggar.

The name is earthy and vulgar, and there is even a sense of inexplicable joy.

I have never seen my parents since I was born, and I have managed to survive until now by begging on the street and digging food on the side of the road. It is not easy to live in this generation, and it is good to be able to get along with eating.

Gousheng is the name he gave himself.

Many people asked him why he gave himself such a tacky name.

Gou Sheng grinned, "It's nothing, I'm not educated, this rough name is fine, it's easy to support."

The sun on the top of the mountain in the distance is always a little sad, Gou Sheng often holds an empty bowl in his hand and stares at the distant mountain in a daze.

When is this begging day?
Fortunately, he is not alone in this difficult life.

For example, there is Jiang Ming who just woke up from starvation and fainted. Of course, Gou Sheng prefers to call him Xiao Mingzi.

"Where are we now?"

After waking up, Jiang Ming sorted out his thoughts, and chatted with Gousheng next to him.

"The Great Buddha Temple in the east of the city." Gou Sheng replied.

Big Buddha Temple, east of the city?

Jiang Ming clearly remembered that he was in the time and space rift before, so why did he suddenly come here?

Is it a dream?
"Snapped!"

He slapped him with no feeling on his face, and murmured, "It doesn't hurt at all, is it really a dream!?"

Just when he was about to slap him a second time, his arm was suddenly stopped.

It was Gou Sheng next to him, he was a little unhappy.

I saw Gou Sheng covering his face, crying a little bit: "Xiao Mingzi, you dream when you are dreaming, why hit me in the face? And your hands are really strong!"

I said I accidentally typed it wrong, do you believe it? Gou Sheng. Jiang Ming had a look of resentment on his face.

It seems that I am not dreaming.

I came to a time and space similar to ancient times, and I am currently a down and out little beggar.

As for why he came here, and how he came here, Jiang Ming could only slowly find the answer.

In fact, there is no need to look for it. There is a high probability that it is caused by the ghost system. Apart from this, Jiang Ming can't think of other reasons.

"Cuckoo"

Jiang Ming's stomach growled loudly.

"Let's go, Xiao Mingzi, let's go get some food together while the weather is nice."

After speaking, Gou Sheng pulled Jiang Ming, and the two of them walked towards the bustling downtown area of ​​the city with a clay bowl that had worn away the porcelain.

On the way, Jiang Ming was sorting out what he had learned all his life in his mind.

He didn't believe that as a modern person, he could still be hungry in this ancient troubled world! !
Fighting knives and knives, preserved eggs, Wen Chaogong, making glass, using information gaps to sell them on the street. Whichever one is taken out casually, in this era, isn't it just a boom in the wind!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming said to the little beggar behind his butt with a proud face: "God Leftover, follow me, Jiang Ming, to make sure you eat well and drink spicy food!"

After hearing this, Gou Sheng didn't show any happy expressions or movements, but worried.

Where did Xiao Mingzi get his confidence?

Why is he so confident?
Isn't he sick because of hunger?

You must know that illness and medical treatment cost money. For poor and white beggars like them, it is undoubtedly a death sentence.
"Why, don't believe it?"

Seeing that Gou Sheng was reluctant to answer, Jiang Ming asked again shamelessly.

"Believe, believe, I believe"

Gou Sheng looked at the same thin body in front of him, he always felt that Xiao Mingzi who woke up this time was a little different from before.

But if he had to describe what was different, Gousheng couldn't tell.

"What are your dreams Gou Sheng?" Jiang Ming suddenly asked.

"Dream? What is that?" Gou Sheng looked confused.

"Well, to put it simply, it's something you always want but can't get."

"Hey, the roast chicken made by Budezhai in the city, I still remember picking up a chicken bone at the door last month, with some unfinished meat on it, it was so delicious, I even ate the bone , it’s hard and a bit toothache”

Speaking of this, Gou Sheng's mouth suddenly became eloquent, and his saliva couldn't stop drooling.

It seems that the roast chicken made by Budezhai really left a deep impression on this thin beggar.

Hearing these words, Jiang Ming's heart felt inexplicably sad.

On the blue sky and white clouds, soaring free chaffinches.

Earthworms that eat soil live in the swamp soil.

Everyone is busy all day long. Thinking about it, it is the same no matter what time and space. Where there are groups and classes, there is always unevenness.

Jiang Ming looked at the city-state with high walls, which was full of bustling crowds not far away.

For the first time, he did not make any fancy remarks and said loudly: "Gou Sheng, I promise that from now on, you will eat Budezhai's roasted chicken every day, the kind that doesn't chew the bones."

Gou Sheng: "."

Jiang Ming looked serious: "It has to be Budezhai's roast chicken, nothing else will do."

Although Gou Sheng suspected that there was something wrong with Xiao Mingzi's head, he didn't say anything.

Looking at Xiao Mingzi's serious expression, Gou Sheng would have laughed long before he changed it.

But this time he didn't.

Gousheng suddenly felt that when a person tells you something seriously, you must also be serious, even if it’s just pretending it’s okay.

After all, what if, one day, it really comes true?
When he came to the city, Jiang Ming asked Gousheng to lead him to Budezhai.

This is a restaurant with a height of three floors, and it is also the largest restaurant in the entire city.

The wine shop at the entrance was fluttering, and countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries in gorgeous costumes kept coming in and out of the entrance.

And a strong smell of food also lingered at the door for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

Jiang Ming: "How is it, is it fragrant?"

Gousheng (drool): "Hey, Xiang. Want to."

Then a "cuckoo" sound came out from the two people's stomachs very disappointingly.

"Ahem," Jiang Ming coughed to cover up his sudden embarrassment.

After that, a look suddenly appeared on his face, which was a kind of self-confidence that popped out of nowhere, referred to as honey-juice self-confidence.

"Remember, this is the taste, the dog leftover, stand out!"

Gousheng: ".Oh"

Gou Sheng: "Xiao Mingzi, I think we should take advantage of the good weather to do something serious and go ask for some food, what do you think?"

You mean to ask me to beg for food?I'm a man of seven feet, why can't I eat a living, you make me bow my knees to beg for food?Jiang Ming had a look of reluctance on his face.

To put it bluntly, it’s a bit embarrassing.

But the protest of "cuckoo" in my stomach was very real.

He touched his shriveled belly: "Let's go, uh. Eat, go eat."

Gou Sheng corrected, "It's begging for food."

Jiang Ming waved his ragged sleeves and shouted, "Hey, they're all the same!"

(End of this chapter)