life in ancient gods

Chapter 2 002 The more money you spend, the more money you spend

three days later

Su Pingan recovered and the snow stopped.

He stood sideways in front of the window of the main room, and there was a bronze mirror on a wooden table beside the window.

Myself in the bronze mirror.

Still a little green.

Wearing a washed white but very clean cyan cotton robe.

An oval face, wheat-colored skin, deep eyes, narrow and long eye corners, a straight nose and thin lips, somewhat messy hair, and sharp-edged cheeks.

He smiled slightly.

During these three days, he remembered something.

He studied in the school in the village for five or six years. The teacher who taught him was an old scholar with a kind heart, and he taught the villagers how to read and read for free.

Later, the old scholar passed away, and there was no one to teach, and the school was abandoned.

This dynasty seems to be called the Daye Dynasty. It is a bit like the Water Margin, but it is not quite like it. History seems to have changed in the Tang Dynasty. There are no celebrities such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, etc., but there are more people who have not appeared in history. Heroes and celebrities.

The Daye Dynasty was a bit like the Tang Dynasty in its openness and chivalry, and it was also a bit like the unprecedented economic prosperity in the Northern Song Dynasty, but at this time it was more like the chaos in the late Northern Song Dynasty.

Thinking Room

Yue'er ran over and shook Su Ping'an's hand, her hands were cold, "Brother, A Chinese Ghost Story, you haven't finished talking last night, Yue'er still wants to listen."

Su Ping'an turned sideways and looked down at the cute little girl in front of her.

Somehow, as the body's memory gradually returned, the body's emotional memory seemed to merge with it.

This feeling is very strange, as if this cute little girl in front of him is his own sister.

He pinched the little girl's face that was flushed from the cold, "Yue'er, can I tell you tonight?"

"Okay, brother, you have to keep your word, don't lie to Yue'er." Yue'er pouted.

"Ah."

Su Ping'an rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking that the little girl didn't sleep last night and insisted on pestering him to tell stories. He first told a Cinderella story.

Who knew that the little girl was still awake and wanted to listen, so he told a story about A Chinese Ghost Story. Who knew that the little girl fell asleep halfway through listening.

He smiled helplessly, nodded, and walked out of the room.

"Brother, you are in good shape, don't go out."

"It's okay, the sun is out, I'm basking in the sun outside, it's not good to stay indoors all the time."

Su Ping'an walked out of the house and breathed in the cold air. He looked up at the warm sunshine and felt very warm.

It was noon, smoke was rising in the village, someone had built two snowmen, and three or five children were chasing each other and having a snowball fight.

The trees are covered with snow and covered with silver frost, which is elegant and peaceful.

Passing by a peddler in the village, two feet tall, carrying a load, shouted, "cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes, soft and brittle, five copper coins each, hurry up and buy... elder sister, do you want to buy cooking cakes?" "

The woman in the village came over, frowned, and waved her hands, "One cake and five copper coins? So expensive?"

"No way, who raised the price of food? Hey!" The peddler sighed.

"Cake seller, come here"

"okay."

"Guest officer, how many pancakes?" The peddler put down his pole and looked up at Su Ping'an.

Su Ping'an took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms and said, "Here are 20 coins."

"Guest officer, take your biscuits!" The peddler was very pleasantly surprised. He didn't sell one for a long time, but now he sold 20 biscuits.

"Do you have a bag?" Su Pingan looked at the stack of biscuits higher than the hawker, blinked, and asked noncommittally.

"What?" The peddler held the biscuit, and a big face poked out from behind the biscuit, with a strange look in his triangular eyes.

"It's nothing." Su Ping'an took the cake with a black line on his forehead.

"Ding, host, your VIP level has increased."

Host: Su Ping'an
Attributes: Constitution 18, Strength 26, Dexterity 28
Status: Slightly weak, malnourished

Skill: Scouting

Level: VIP3 [When the VIP level reaches level 6, the system will unlock all attribute enhancements and automatically increase the host's overall attributes by 5 points. 】

Wealth: 10000 Wen copper coins (equivalent to 10 taels of silver, which have been automatically converted into silver ingots.)
Experience: 0/10000
[All rights of interpretation will belong to the system]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission and getting a chance to win the Supreme VIP lottery. The lottery begins now. 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have drawn a portable warehouse, the space size: 6 cubic meters, the space size will be upgraded after the host level reaches VIP10, and the items in the space can be taken as you need. 】

[When the host level reaches VIP20, the system will be fully upgraded, and the host will get more and stronger comprehensive functions. 】

"Brother, the meal is ready. Mom asked you to go back and eat."

Yue'er ran out of the house and shouted. She saw Su Ping'an holding a dozen cooking cakes in both hands, and hurriedly came over to help, "Brother, what cooking cakes did you buy? My family just bought half a tank of rice two days ago, which is enough to eat."

"Always eat rice, what can I do, eat rice porridge in the morning and rice at noon, if this continues, you will become malnourished." Su Pingan walked into the house with the cake.

"...Malnutrition? Yue'er doesn't understand..." A hint of thoughtfulness appeared in Pingyue's clear eyes, and she murmured in her heart: "Why do you feel that brother is always acting weird these days..."

During the meal, the mother asked Su Pingan where the money for the cakes came from.

Su Ping'an said that in the past, he collected medicinal materials on the mountain and sold them in the town.

Although the mother and younger sister looked dubious, they didn't say anything.

Because they knew that whenever Su Pingan expressed panic, he would blush and speak awkwardly.

But now his face is not red, and he speaks more neatly than usual.

Su Ping'an was worried. It was easy to make people suspicious of getting rich for no reason.

Even if the mother and younger sister choose to believe him, the villagers will notice it after a long time.

(End of this chapter)