"Young Master Yan, this is Huzhou City. Not far away is the city gate. The Huzhou City gate is open day and night, and there is no curfew. The Lingshan Sect Huzhou Villa is in the city. You can find out if you go to the city and ask..."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!"

Yan Liqiang jumped out of the carriage pulling the wood and thanked the uncle who was driving the carriage. Yan Liqiang met the carriage halfway. Seeing Yan Liqiang alone on the way, the coachman asked Yan Liqiang directly if he was going to Huzhou City. If he arrived, he could take his carriage with him. Yan Liqiang got on the carriage on the way and chatted with the uncle who was pulling the carriage all the way, saving a lot of footwork.

It is not an exaggeration to be a handsome person, and it is a car that everyone loves and carries.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's just a walk!"

The uncle who was driving the car smiled honestly, waved his hand to Yan Liqiang, then "driven", threw the whip, and drove the carriage to the other direction. The wood on his car was to be delivered to a farm outside the city, so he separated from Yan Liqiang here.

Yan Liqiang looked at Huzhou City in front of him and walked directly towards the city gate in the distance.

The prefectures in Shangzhou have rarely been war-torn. After thousands of years of accumulation, they are prosperous and magnificent. They are all huge cities. The walls of Huzhou City are in front of them. From a distance, they are nearly forty or fifty meters high. The height of the city wall alone is more than ten-story buildings. At the location of the city wall, the city tower is also seven or eight stories high, divided into four sides. Just one city tower is even more magnificent than Yan Liqiang's Tianshou Pavilion that he saw in Japan during his previous life.

There is a brazier on the city tower every once in a distance. Now, just now the sky is dark, and the fire in the brazier is ignited. The flames are blazing, illuminating the entire city wall. In the fire, you can also see rows of soldiers patrolling back and forth on the city tower.

Along the way, he chatted with the big tree who was driving the car, and Yan Liqiang learned a lot of useful news.

The most shocking news among them is that the time is now October of the 16th year of Yuanping, the Great Han Empire.

Yan Liqiang still clearly remembered that just "yesterday", when he went up the hill where Qingliang Temple was located was October of the 13th year of Yuanping. He didn't know how this body came. He felt like he had a sleep, thinking that only one night had passed, but he didn't know that the "one night" he felt had actually passed. In fact, three whole years had passed. This new body seemed to have not come so easily. At least in time, more than a thousand days and nights had passed.

During the past three years, the Han Empire seemed to be not very peaceful, and there were some undercurrents. Uncle Zhao knew that it seemed that the Han Empire had fought two battles with the Shaman people in the north, and the relationship between Ganzhou and Fengzhou and the Heike people became tense. There were four or five vassal states of the Han Empire. In the past two years, they had broken off from the Han Empire and were buried in the arms of the Crescent Dynasty. In the south, the White Lotus Sect in several states began to rekindle, captured two counties, destroyed several large families in the local area, claiming to establish a White Lotus Heaven, causing trouble to the point of peace...

However, the winds and waves tens of thousands of miles away seemed to have nothing to do with Huzhou City in front of you. There was no abnormality in the entire Huzhou City now. At the gate of Huzhou City, people entering and leaving were bustling with people coming and going.

Yan Liqiang, who came to the city gate, originally wanted to enter the city, but the three copper coins of each person at the city gate blocked him outside the city gate.

Touching his empty pockets, Yan Liqiang turned around and left the city gate. Only when he had no money could you know what it means to force a hero to death with one cent.

In order to run away, I didn't dare to eat too much at the No. 1 meal at noon. In addition, Yan Liqiang has been experiencing the appetite since he practiced the Yijin Washing Marrow Sutra, and the body in front of him was exactly the same as the body in front. After noon and the consumption on the road, Yan Liqiang has been a little hungry since now.

The embarrassment of having no money has already made Yan Liqiang feel a deep sense of crisis.

When you go to the city, you need money for food, you need money for clothing, you need money for staying in a hotel, you need money for doing business, and even if you go to the toilet, you need money for some breasted paper. Without money, it is like being interrupted by someone, and it is hard to move forward.

You can eat one or two meals for the Bawang meal. Can you still eat it every day? There are also accommodation, transportation, and use it, all of which cost money.

No, you must find a way to make some money, otherwise you will not even be able to enter the city gate, and your future survival will be a big problem.

While Yan Liqiang was thinking, he walked towards the market not far away.

A big city like Huzhou City, which has been peaceful for a long time, is already crowded, so many places outside the city are also very lively, with many people living there, and several lively big markets. At night, red and orange lanterns lit up in the market, which is the time to be lively.

As a complete proletarian without any means of production and interpersonal relationships, it is actually not easy to make money when he comes to a strange place. Yan Liqiang is planning the way to make money while walking.

If you want to find an ordinary job or a coolie who can make money like an ordinary person, it is probably not difficult, but this path is not what Yan Liqiang wants. This kind of job makes less and slow, and can only make a living, which cannot solve his urgent problem. He now wants to go to the Huzhou Villa of Lingshan School to take the exam. I heard that the time for the Huzhou Villa of Lingshan School to recruit disciples from the other courtyards is only the last three days. This time I will be delayed. I don’t know that it will take too much time to have the same opportunity in the future.

In addition to this road, he inherited his father's skills and could also make some iron, but iron slashing also requires a blacksmith shop, which is something he does not have now. Even if he can find a blacksmith shop, the rules of the blacksmith business will not allow him, a newcomer, to go to the blacksmith shop to take a hammer. Even if he has money to rent it, it is impossible, because he is afraid that the things he made will offend the customers and ruin the reputation of the blacksmith shop.

Finally, Yan Liqiang thought about it and only thought of a way to draw for people with the least resources in the shortest time!

This was his way of making a living by entering society in his previous life, but he didn't expect it to be useful now.

Only a few people around him had seen the portrait painting he painted for Kushanfeng, and the painting had been burned by the Lu family long ago and it was not spread. It is 108,000 miles from Ganzhou, so there is no need to worry that the painting he painted would be recognized as being painted by one person. Even if it is recognized, it is not afraid, because Yan Liqiang, who had been killed before, was already dead...

...

Just as he had thought about ways to make a living, Yan Liqiang had already entered a market outside Huzhou City. Yan Liqiang's extraordinary appearance suddenly attracted many people in the market to look at him.

Because there were too many eyes staring at him, Yan Liqiang did not notice at this time. One of them was a little "special"...

If you want to paint portraits for people, you naturally need the minimum tools. Yan Liqiang, who is walking in the market, was thinking about where to find some charcoal pens, wooden boards or hard paper, and thought about how to open them. Unpredictable, he rushed to him and blocked his way.

It was a middle-aged man with greasy head and pink face, in his forties, wearing a brocade robe, but he could not hide his vulgarity. The man rushed to Yan Liqiang, smiled, and showed his yellow teeth, which was annoying.

"I wonder if this guy is coming to Huzhou City for the first time?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Yan Liqiang remembered the messy agents he saw outside train stations in several cities in his previous life and the chicken heads he "looked for a little sister" for others.

Yan Liqiang frowned slightly and glanced at the man, "So what?"

"Do you want to find a job that makes a lot of money and is quick? It's no problem to earn hundreds or thousands of taels of silver a year..." The man looked at the old clothes Yan Liqiang was wearing, with a serious look on his face.

"I don't want to..." Yan Liqiang shook his head and continued to walk forward. These nonsense words from this man can be okay to deceive young people who are not well-versed in the world. As for Yan Liqiang, how could he believe that there is a good thing about a pie falling from the sky? At this time, the bigger the pie is drawn, the deeper the pit behind it.

The man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Yan Liqiang to refuse so simply. He hurriedly chased him up again and chatted endlessly, "I'm kind, look at you, a handsome man, you probably just left home and went out to work hard. You are alone outside and you are not familiar with the place. Why don't you ask me to sit in the restaurant there first..."

As the man said, he grabbed Yan Liqiang's hand and wanted to pull Yan Liqiang to the restaurant next to him.

"Let go..." Yan Liqiang stopped and frowned at the man.

"Hehe, brother, don't you keep someone from thousands of miles away? Didn't your parents tell you that you are out and there are many friends on multiple roads..." The man smiled, looking like an old fried dough stick in the city, and still held Yan Liqiang's wrist tightly with one hand, but he didn't take Yan Liqiang's words at all. "Let's go, go, go, go there, brother to invite you to have a good meal, let's have a good chat..."

Yan Liqiang stopped talking. He was shocked and suddenly grabbed the man by his hand and broke away, and then continued to walk forward.

"Hey, I said, brother, why are you so unreasonable? Brother, just treating you to a meal..." The man still smiled, then reached out and grabbed Yan Liqiang's wrist.

Yan Liqiang knew that this man was bullying himself as a young and tender face and had no social experience. If he was an ordinary young man who was 14 or 15 years old, in the face of this situation, he might not know what to do. Perhaps he really regarded this man as a warm-hearted person, followed this man to have dinner, and then he said he didn't know.

Before the man's hand touched Yan Liqiang's wrist, Yan Liqiang's hand had already been raised and slapped it with a slap.

"Bang..." Yan Liqiang's slap directly hit the man's face. With just a little force, he directly pulled the man to the ground, and was stunned by Yan Liqiang.

"Get out..." Yan Liqiang scolded coldly.
Chapter completed!