Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

1965, early November in the old city.

Yan Jiekuang pinched himself hard, grimacing in pain and crying out.

It’s true, this is not a dream, I really traveled through time!

He was originally a great young man living in the new century.

Just because I was watching the TV series "Love in the Courtyard" last night, when I saw some infuriating parts, my blood boiled and I fainted.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I found that I had traveled through time and space and became Yan Jiekuang from the third uncle's family.

After integrating the original owner's memories, he finally understood why he traveled through time and space to become Yan Jiekuang.

The family of seven relied on Yan Bugui's salary alone, plus the 10 yuan living expenses given to the family by his eldest brother and sister-in-law every month.

This amount of money can barely keep the whole family half full, and it doesn't provide any nutrition at all.

Yan Jiekuang fainted because he consumed too much energy while helping the physical education teacher to supervise his classmates' exercise at school.

When he woke up, he had become the future Yan Jiekuang.

He kept repeating in his mind: "System, golden finger, grandpa."

But no one responded.

Just when Yan Jiekuang was about to shout "God is unfair".

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes, and a 10*10*10 space of about one thousand cubic meters appeared deep in his mind.

"Haha! Finally my time travel was not in vain."

Is this my golden finger?

Although he is not like other friends who have the Zhu Xian Sword Formation or elixirs, he is so powerful that he has no rivals.

But he is already very content, as this will be his capital to survive in this era.

You know, this is a journey back to the old Yan family. I think everyone who has seen the courtyard should know how stingy Yan Bugui and his wife are.

Of course, this cannot be entirely blamed on Yan Bugui. No one was rich in that era.

The Yan family had a large population, and relying on his salary alone, he was able to ensure that none of the children starved to death and that they could all go to school and receive an education. This was already very difficult.

When comparing the old Jia family in the middle courtyard, Yan Bugui was guarding the gate and getting things from the neighbors, which was also a lot of work.

He is in charge of opening and locking the door every day. If he sees someone having trouble carrying something, he will go over and lend a hand.

The important thing is that he doesn’t force things. If you give him something, he will accept it, and if you don’t give him anything, he won’t bear a grudge.

This also made Yan Jiekuang somewhat understand the old couple's harsh treatment of their children. After all, it was all for the sake of allowing them to survive in this era of food and drink shortage.

Of course, understanding is understanding, but it doesn’t mean that he will accept it. If he continues to live in this way, he will be traveling through time himself.

If I faint from hunger again next time, the person who comes won’t be me.

Of course, there is another reason.

That was the Yan family’s food, and he really couldn’t get used to it at all.

The Yan family only had two meals a day. In the morning, each person had a steamed bun, two pickles, and a bowl of boiled water.

In the evening, we also had a steamed bun and two pickles, but the boiled water was replaced with cornmeal porridge.

You have to know that the steamed corn bread of this era is different from that of decades later.

Nowadays, corn flour is made by grinding the whole corn into powder, which makes your throat ache when you eat it.

In order to survive better, Yan Jiekuang can only find ways to improve his living environment without letting people around him notice anything wrong.

It is simply impossible to have a farm, go out hunting and return with a full load, and live a life without worries about food and drink, as other gamers have experienced.

As long as you show your head and behave differently from others, you will be finished if anyone reports you.

Nowadays, it is no longer a good idea to live your life behind closed doors. As long as someone reports you, there will be someone to investigate.

If you can't explain the origin of your things, bad things may happen to you.

This is not a novel, and Yan Jiekuang has not obtained the invincible power of the Zhu Xian Sword.

If you don't want to be sliced, you can only improve your living environment under reasonable circumstances.

Before Yan Jiekuang could figure out the function of his golden finger, a man who looked to be in his forties (actually just in his early 30s, but looked old) came towards him. His face was full of vicissitudes, his hair was stuck together in clumps, and he was holding two lunch boxes in his hands. The aroma of roast chicken wafted out.

Yan Jiekuang, whose stomach was empty, could not bear this and his saliva flowed out unconsciously.

"Yan Lao San, why didn't your father look after the gate today? Now it's your turn. Does this count as following in your father's footsteps?"

Looking at the man in front of him, Yan Jiekuang cursed in his heart. This man really lived up to his reputation and couldn't speak human language.

Although he was very unhappy, he didn't dare to curse out loud. The man in front of him was a scoundrel who relied on his years of hard work and strong strength to beat people at will.

I guess Xu Damao couldn’t have children because he was beaten by his father since he was young.

Have you ever seen neighbors who have conflicts and start fighting and only attack the lower third party?

With my small body, I can't withstand a punch from the opponent.

If he treated his younger brother the same way he treated Xu Damao, he would regret it to death.

Yan Jiekuang looked at the man and smiled: "Brother Zhuzi, look at what you said, isn't this for the convenience of the neighbors to come in and out? In case someone has a lot of food, I can help. What's in your lunch box? It smells so good!"

Yan Jiekuang stared at Sha Zhu's lunch box and couldn't help swallowing.

"Roast chicken, you've never eaten it, right? Come to think of it, given Third Uncle's stinginess, how could you possibly have eaten it?"

As Shazhu said this, he walked past Yan Jiekuang and even picked up the lunch box and shook it under Yan Jiekuang's nose. The contempt in his eyes could not be hidden.

Watching Sha Zhu walking into the middle courtyard, Yan Jiekuang couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: "I can't eat it, and I guess it can't reach your stomach either. As for the white lotus in the middle courtyard, it's a favor for the other party to leave you a chicken butt."

Attracted by Sha Zhu's roast chicken, Yan Jiekuang felt even hungrier.

I thought to myself: No, I can’t go on like this.

He knew very well how stingy Yan Bugui and his wife were.

With this small body, if I don’t eat well, I might have to wear it again in two days.

It’s hard to say whether God will give us another chance at that time.

Yan Jiekuang was thinking about how to make money to fill his stomach.

But in this era, there are a large number of unemployed people in society, and it is very difficult to find a job.

I just wanted to find a temporary manual labor job, but there was no chance.

It has been so long since Yan Jiekuang's second brother graduated. He relies on doing odd jobs on the streets all day long. The money he earns this month is not enough to pay for food expenses. He has to owe it to the old couple first and pay it back when he makes money in the future.

Fortunately, he hasn't graduated yet and doesn't have to pay money to his family.

Besides, he is only 15 years old, still a junior high school student. Even if he wants to work part-time, no one will hire him.

This year is already the end of 1965, and the era of the great wave is about to arrive.

During these ten years, Yan Jiekuang had to live a very safe life and he would definitely not continue to go to high school.

After graduation, I will find a job and live a stable life.

We are still young now, and even if we wait until the 1980s, we will only be around 30 years old.

When that time comes, with my foresight, I will surely become a trend-setter of the times.