After the two of them finished their meal, they left Tangji Restaurant one after another.

Xu Changshou's face was a little painful, and the knife in his hand disappeared.

Where did you go?

He was beaten to death and could not have thought that he would have eaten eight taels of silver when he invited this stupid boy Qin He to breakfast.

The loss is that he eats noodles, and if he eats meat, he must lose all his food.

"Official, why don't you... I'll send you back?"

Qin He saw Xu Changshou looking constipated, so he was embarrassed. He couldn't stop the train after taking the Immortal Art.

"No need, go back and rest, see you."

Xu Changshou waved his hand quickly, "Good guy, I'll send me back?" What if his enthusiastic father keeps you for lunch, can't the old Xu family survive?"

"Then... Master, please leave. Next time we will change to eating steamed buns, which are cheaper."

Xu Changshou staggered under his feet and walked very fast.

...

The canal docks in the early morning are always very lively. No matter how declining the people's livelihood of the Dali Dynasty is, it will not affect this golden waterway.

Qin He walked back slowly while touching his stomach. A breakfast added five years of internal energy to him. In addition, the last five years, a total of ten years of internal energy were spent.

He was very curious about what level of ten years was. He saw a stake of a tying cow slap on the side of the road, and secretly slapped the internal force on it.

"Bang!"

The gravel splashed, and the stone piles as thick as their thighs were broken into seven or eight pieces.

Qin He was startled, looked around, and hurriedly covered his face and ran away.

When the shopkeeper Niu Xing heard the sound, he ran out and didn't know what was going on. He looked left and right and found that the stakes that were tied to the cow were broken into a pile of stones. He was so angry that he cursed, "Which turtle grandson did it, it's so unethical that it's smoke!"

...

The burning house during the day is far less lively than the bustling night.

The officials were left with only one guarding the gate. Most of the corpse burners went back to their rooms to sleep and rest as they were relieved after breakfast. Outsiders would not come to this unlucky place and did not raise poultry and livestock, so the corpse burning site during the day seemed particularly quiet.

Three or five corpse burners leaned against the wall and were drying lice lazily.

Qin He, who had increased his internal strength for ten years, felt no fatigue at all, so he walked over and leaned against the wall together.

When they saw Qin He, they finally felt a little angry.

Because some of them saw it in the morning, Xu Changshou led Qin He into Tangji Restaurant.

The fifteen cents a day of food was just barely enough to fill the corpse burners. They didn't even dare to imagine a place like Tangji Restaurant.

"Qin Wazi, did Xu Changshou invite you to drink?" The person who spoke was Lao Liangtou, who was thin and thin, was the oldest among the corpse burners. He had been here in the corpse burning house for a while, and his eyes were lit when he talked about wine.

"I didn't eat wine." Qin He shook his head honestly.

"What should I eat if I don't eat wine in a restaurant?"

Lao Liangtou looked a little disappointed, as if Qin He could satisfy him as long as he ate wine.

"Shredded pork noodles."

"What a pity, oh." Lao Liang shook his head and lay down again.

"What's good about wine? Meat is good." Liu Sanjin, a corpse burner, came over and asked with a smile: "Qin Wazi, what kind of meat do you eat?"

Qin He was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I've eaten too fast, I didn't take a closer look."

"Hey, you don't even look at eating meat, you're so trash." Liu Sanjin looked regretful.

"I've gotten into my stomach, it's not bad." Qin He patted his stomach and grinned.

He really didn't taste the meat. The ingredients of this time and space are very different from the time and space that came.

Not to mention meat, even the noodles don’t taste the same.

"Qin Wazi, didn't you get five taels of silver last time? Why didn't you leave this ghost place?" The corpse burner who spoke at the end was called Li Cutezi. He had a lame leg for some reason, and he walked around and walked.

"There is no matter how long it is to stay here, and you may have a way out to survive after going out." Liu Sanjin agreed.

Qin He smiled and didn't say anything.

To him, the current corpse burning house is a treasure land, how could he leave?

I won't change a dragon chaise.

"In this world, human life is like grass. There is no way to live. They are short-lived ghosts. They die early and will be reborn." Lao Liang raised his head and changed his posture, muttering in a low voice: "It's better to die in his hometown if you know it, you can still return to your roots. Now, if you die one day, you will be a lonely ghost."

Several corpse burners looked at Lao Liang and said nothing.

They were all refugees from far away, and they were wandering in a foreign land for a way to survive, but they were just waiting for death.

Qin He looked up at the sky. It had been half a year since the rain in the capital. The sun shone brightly every day, and the huge north was full of slaughter.

The canal is not short of water, but more and more refugees indicate that the world is becoming more and more difficult. The government runners push carts all over the streets early every morning, carrying out skinny corpses from corners and corners.

When the cart is full, he will drag it to the mass grave.

Although Qin He has never experienced fleeing famine, his predecessor has left a tragic memory of famine escape.

More than 300 people from the Qin clan migrated from western Jin. On the way, most of them died, most of them died, half of them died, and half of them died when they met riots, and half died when they met bandits, and half died. Then they starved to death, died of thirst, exhausted, and killed by others and died of meat... In the end, he was the only hair left to the capital.

"Well, if you have money, you must have a good meal of meat, all meat, it's worth it if you die the next day after eating." After a long time, Liu Sanjin muttered.

"Wine is the essence of food. If you eat meat without wine, you will be lonely." Lao Liangtou retorted.

"You old alcoholic, if you have the ability, you can learn from Li Crooker to save copper coins to buy wine. You don't have the courage."

"Money is losing your life, that's asking for death."

“…”

The two of them started to fight again.

Qin He looked at Li Crooker, and it was a "bold" thing to save copper coins in the corpse burning center.

People are cheap and hard, but for corpse burners, money is an ominous thing that breaks their fate.

They were born with poor fate, and they could not bear wealth. If they were in trouble, they would die if they were in trouble.

Therefore, all the fifteen copper plates collected by the corpse burners every day will be used to exchange for food, not leaving a single child, for fear that money will damage your life and be killed by the corpse.

Qin He had always abide by this rule before, spending all his money every day. He was a little curious. Liu Crooked with the courage to save copper coins and wanted to do.

"Hehe, I just feel that I haven't tasted the taste of a woman until I die. I've been inquiring about it. I can get it once in the middle of the old alley with fifty cents. I save five cents a day, and ten days is enough."

Li Crooked his hands unnaturally, and a red look on his face, and he laughed.

"How many days are there?" Qin He asked.

Li Crook raised one hand and said, "Five Days".

"It's almost done."

Qin He nodded.

At this moment, Li Crooked's face was flashing with the glory that he tried his best to continue the human species, as pure as the Holy Mother.

At the entrance of the old alley, fifty cents.

Qin He silently remembered it in his heart.

...

I spent a lazy day.

As it was dark, the bodies that were to be burned were transported into the burning corpse site.

The officials assigned the bodies, closed the door and locked them one by one, and started work.

The body assigned to Qin He was sent into the room by Xu Changshou.

Xu Changshou's face was a little serious, "Be careful tonight, I burned this corpse and I will give you a day left tomorrow."

Qin He felt a little surprised, and this sentence indicates that the corpse is ominous.

This is also the rule of a corpse burning house. If you encounter some more dangerous corpses, if they are burned smoothly, you can be "bye" for one day the next day.

In the past, most of the horse butchers had a bye every ten days and half a month.

When Ma Tuzi died, he found himself here.

Xu Changshou didn't say much, leaving the body and locked the door and left.

Qin He let out a light breath, slowly lifted the shroud, and his hand couldn't help but pause.
Chapter completed!