alpha female in ancient times

"Alpha Girls in Ancient Times" Author: Yuexia Layman

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The alpha female Moga with metal abilities was sent to ancient times by the wormhole, but the attributes of different abo worlds in ancient times were only divided into men and women.

In desperation, he defined himself as a man and lived by it.

But according to the way men live here, he wants to marry a wife and have children.

Then here comes the problem, he is not interested in alpha girls, beta girls, omega girls, or ancient girls!

The protagonist is attacking, don't enter if you don't like it~

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Content tags: Another World Continent Traveling Through Time and Space Farming Essay

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Chapter 1

Lu Dier Moga is an alpha female, but her female characteristics are not obvious, on the contrary, her masculine characteristics are not inferior to alpha males at all.

She is tall and straight, with a heroic posture, and she has a metal system, and she has been the best among alphas since she was a child.

23-year-old Mo Jia, under the arrangement of his family, went on a blind date with several good Omega men and beta men.

She chose a beta male with good looks and good physical strength.

After a period of physical and mental running-in, they have been recognized by each other.

Just as Mo Jia prepared the ring and prepared to propose.

Reluctantly, in a battle with the interstellar Zerg before the vacation, Moga's battleship was hit by the enemy and was involved in the wormhole, losing its power and unable to complete the jump.

While unconscious, Moga was sent to a strange world without a sound.

There are only two genders in this world, male and female.

Men are mostly strong and powerful, while women are delicate and slender.

There are no supernatural powers in this world, and most people's abilities are mediocre.

Mo Jia just arrived here and felt that according to the characterization of the abo world, he should be a male.

At first, she was worried that revealing her identity would cause unnecessary trouble, so Mo Jia only dared to find rough and simple jobs. Fortunately, the language here is not difficult to learn, and she was able to communicate with others fluently in a few months.

Due to being injured in the battle, causing the instability of his abilities, Mo Jia worked at the dock for several months before gradually recovering.

There was simply no difference caused by space, which led to the loss of the ability. After the state returned, Mo Jia directly quit his job on the dock and wanted to find a way to go back.

In order to facilitate things, after asking someone to inquire, he first went to the Yamen to apply for a household registration for this identity.

After obtaining the household registration and solving the identity problem, Mo Jia learned about the situation here by the way.

The continent under his feet is called Dayu, where imperial power is supreme and a constitutional monarchy is established.Emphasize literature over military affairs, and emphasize officials over businessmen.

The prices here are high and the income is low, and it is not easy for most of the people to make ends meet. If there is a famine and a war breaks out, it will be difficult for the people to survive.

The small border town where Mo Jia is located is located in the northwest, a barren land, where the products are not abundant and the climate is extremely cold.

The two nomadic peoples outside the border, Beidi and Dongyi, have been staring at each other for many years and causing frequent disturbances.

Mo Jia never thought of buying property under such circumstances, because he firmly believed that he would be able to return to his home planet, Planet Donastia.Although the battleship was torn apart by time and space during the transmission, so that the fuselage was completely destroyed and lost the only carrier, it was almost impossible for him to go back, but the soldier's iron will made him firmly believe that he could!

So he relied on his metal abilities to easily suck out silver particles in this mineral-rich border, condensing them into silver ingots, Dayu's common currency. He found an intermediary agency here, and rented a small courtyard in the east of the city where the law and order is still good. , as a temporary residence.

The yard is not big, barely big enough for five people to live in, and Mo Jia is alone, so it's a good place to live.

Clean up the yard and settle down for now.

Based on his supernatural attributes, Mo Jia found a job in the silver building here as a craftsman, planning to find a way to go back while working.

So after solving the work problem, he, who is not good at cooking, plans to solve the problem of food and clothing.

The middleman who dragged here hired a cook to cook every day. After eating bland meals for a while, Mo Jia thought he would be able to satisfy his appetite.

As a result, for the cook who has been in the lower class of life for a long time, she has never eaten a few good meals in her life. It is conceivable that the meals she cooks have some taste.

Three or four people were changed back and forth, and the taste of the food they made was almost the same. Mo Jia really didn't want to continue to toss his stomach. meal.

It was a fine day, and Mo Jia went to Deshanlou to pack some side dishes as usual, and stood on the second floor by the window, looking out.

He happened to see a scene where a man in Tsing Yi carrying a wooden box was pushed to the ground by several vicious men.

One of the men in rough mine who seemed to be the leader waved a wooden stick in his hand, smashed the wooden box that fell on the ground, and at the same time uttered harsh words to the man in Tsing Yi who was lying on the ground in a panic: "Stinky blind man, if you don't do it again next time... If you dare to steal business, don’t blame our brothers for being rude.”

As he said that, he kicked away the medicine box that had been broken into several pieces, spit on the way, gave a bah, and then led the group of people behind him to leave in a swaggering manner.

The three or two people standing on both sides watching the excitement must know the identities of those people, and intimidated by their fierceness, none of them stepped forward to help.

On the other hand, the blind man doesn't care.

I saw him reach out and feel around, looking around.

He moved while groping, searching for a long time, but couldn't find what he wanted.

Finally giving up, he got up with his hands on the ground, stood up straight and raised his hands to pat the dust off his lap, and walked slowly towards the west city with unsteady steps.

In other words, such embarrassment should be pitiful and sympathetic to the blind man.

But after seeing Mo Jia the whole way, he didn't see any sympathy in him. On the contrary, his calmness and indifference when he left gave him a bit of green bamboo appearance, which made people feel good.

Mo Jia looked at his leaving figure playfully, and waited for the young man next to him to carry the wrapped food, followed his gaze, and sighed talkatively: "This Doctor Qi is also a poor man."

He just looked back lightly, and asked casually: "What's so pitiful?"

Xiao Er saw that Mo Jia was a long-term guest in Deshan Building, and saw that he was a little chatty, and he was not afraid of the shopkeeper coming up to scold him, so he talked a lot: "Young master, I don't know, this doctor Qi also had some titles in his ancestors, but someone in the family offended him. People who shouldn't be offended, a whole family was relegated to our small border town."

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a scene where the children of your family were in trouble, Mo Jia snorted lightly, and listened to him continue: "But even though this big family has dozens of people, and it's not an official slave whose house was confiscated, how could it be possible? Standing up in this small place. I don’t know if the virtues accumulated by the ancestors have been wiped out, this good family, sick and dying, finally there are only three people left.”

"Three people?" It's not common for a big family to have such a small number of people left. Mo Jia suddenly became curious.

Seeing that Mo Jia was attracted by his words, Xiaoer complacently added a cup of tea for himself, and explained, "He, a widow, and a little boy."

Mo Jia nodded for him to continue.

Xiaoer drank a cup, and then said: "Doctor Qi's medical skills are like this." He gave him a thumbs up as he said, "The guest officer doesn't know. On weekdays, he treats our common people, and the money he charges is comparable to that in the pharmacy." Those old fellows here are much less expensive. Don’t be afraid to tell the guest officer secretly that he cured my hemorrhoids, and he only charged three copper coins, which is much cheaper than the shop.” He felt tight there, and he stretched out his hand to touch it. After a while, I shivered.

Seeing him like this, and then looking at the big shopkeeper who was standing not far away and walking towards this side, Mo Jia waved his hand, took out the silver and asked him to pay the bill

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Xiao Er understood, turned around, took the money and went downstairs, met the shopkeeper who came to arrest him, smiled mischievously, like a mouse seeing a cat, it swished away, and jumped down first.

Mo Jia went downstairs with a smile, left Deshanlou, and went home.

After that day, he dragged other people to help find a cook one after another. In order to get it done once and for all, he raised the salary this time, much higher than the market price.

Sure enough, within a few days, the middleman led the newcomer to the door.

Different from those women before, the cook this time was very young, with a simple and plain body and no greasy smell. Mo Jia paid the money with satisfaction, faintly looking forward to it. .

Chapter 2

The newly hired cook really suited Mo Jia's taste, and he cooked dinner differently every day, which made him very satisfied.

Half a month passed in a hurry, and the New Year was approaching. According to the tradition, many things should be prepared in advance, but in Dayu, Mo Jia was alone, so he didn't bother to do these things.

This day was the same as usual, Mo Jia worked in the silver building as usual in the morning, and at [-]:[-] pm, he got off work and went home for dinner.

He walked back slowly, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw the cook standing at the door awkwardly.

At this time normally, the cook would have left early before Mo Jia came back, but now she was wringing her hands, as if she had something to say.

Mo Jia understood, walked up to her, and asked directly, "What do you need from me?"

Xu Shi was about the same age as Mo Jia, and they were both a man and a widow. The little cook blushed instantly when she was asked this question, and stammered: "Master, little lady... would like to ask you for a few days... off" The voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost silent in the end.

If it wasn't for Mojia's amazing ear power, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying.

"How many days please?" Seeing her anxious expression, Mo Jia guessed that there was an urgent matter at home. Although he was suffering from the next few days, he never thought of embarrassing her.

"Three days" the little cook was relieved when she saw that Mo Jia was calm,