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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-four chapters of local life

Before players enter the game, the Song Empire may have been the only pearl in this world of food deserts. It is hard to imagine that in this world with green skins in the north and chaotic skins in the south, the people of the Song Dynasty not only enjoyed various delicacies, but also developed the profession of takeaway boys.

Xu Yichen, who had stepped into the loess area for the first time, looked at the crowds of people on the road in a daze. One by one, the delivery guys wearing bright yellow clothes carrying bamboo takeaway boxes were particularly conspicuous in the crowd, which made him feel a little dazed as if he had returned to Earth.

"Try this restaurant's sour yellow man. If I hadn't been for my big face, you would have to wait for two months at this location." Huang Lao Xie walked into a restaurant called Louwailou, and immediately sat on a table in the middle of the lobby.

"Brother, let's have a hand, there are people on this table!" Huang Lao Xieheng, someone was even more arrogant than him. A palm-sized palm fan slapped the table with a bang, and three food coupons were pressed under his hands. Of course, the indigenous people usually call this thing silver coupons, which is a common banknote issued by the Xin Dynasty: "I was thousands of miles away from home a while ago, and I wanted to eat this bite after I came back, so I'm willing!"

Huang Laoxie, who was in trouble, stretched out a finger and picked up the hat. He hung his eyes and glanced at the face of the person next to him like a gangster: "I don't even have money when eating a restaurant outside the city..."

The next second, Xu Yichen and Long Ze rarely saw the scene of Huang Laoxie being defeated. Huang Laoxie looked like he had eaten a fly, stood up with a drooping eyebrows and greeted the people: "I didn't see what the calendar is like when I went out today. I went to another place to eat! Unlucky!"

Xu Yichen looked at the sloppy man with curiosity. The other party was obviously an indigenous man, wearing a white linen cloth dress, a wine gourd casually hung around his waist, and a straight Tang-style sword that didn't even have a scabbard was inserted on the stool next to him.

The players around seemed to have seen some celebrity, and they were full of admiration but did not dare to go forward, whispering to each other, and Xu Yichen also knew the other party's identity from those comments-

Wine Sword Immortal.

Although the strong man who embarked on the legendary path did not have many lives, he had repeatedly defeated other legendary masters and his power was unfathomable.

It may also be the strongest individual that the new dynasty can invite. Even the old monsters in the thousand-year-old sect said bluntly that they could not see through the Wine Sword Immortal. Regardless of the realm, they would probably die without life when fighting. The other party was purely terrifying in terms of sword intent, and there was no uncut thing in the world.

The implication is that I may be more knowledgeable than him and have richer experience than him, but I am definitely not his opponent if I hit him with real swords and guns.

The name of this Jiujianxian is still a mystery. Some players speculate that the other party was the famous sword saint Wang Yue in the late Han Dynasty, and some people think that the other party was Pei Min, a famous sword saint in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Only the nickname of the Jiujianxian is known to everyone.

The contractual relationship between the Xinchao and the Jiujianxian is very simple. Good wine and good dishes are enough, so the Jiujianxian's sword is willing to wield for the land of China.

Even Huang Laoxie did not dare to provoke this Jiujianxian. Not to mention that he had never beaten him, although this Jiujianxian had good fortune and rarely committed murder, many players had pestered each other and wanted to learn skills. The Jiujianxian, who was annoyed, directly put the player in his sleeves and released it after more than half a year.

The player faced a blank space as soon as he entered the account during this period. He couldn't do anything to do his own thing. He had to spend the game time stipulated by the state in the game every day, but he had to see a psychiatrist in his spare time in the game and almost became a mental illness.

It is already unhappy that Huang Laoxie has become a Pikachu spirit himself, but he doesn't want to taste the world of the Jiujianxian's sleeves. Fortunately, there are countless taverns in Bianjing City and 72 famous restaurants. Each of them has its own history and unique delicacies, which are enough to make players feel at ease and free for a whole year.

By the way, players are still not allowed to enter brothels until now. Although the Xin Dynasty did not directly ban brothels after taking power, the forced buying and selling has disappeared. The brothel industry, which is still operating tenaciously, is facing the problem of "resources" exhaustion.

Before the new dynasty came to power, the girls in brothels regarded the best daughters of good families who were demoted to official slaves and the daughters of officials who had broken up their families. The second was the second to be abducted by human traffickers and sold by their biological parents. The lowest was the refugee women who could not survive and voluntarily sold themselves in brothels.

After the New Dynasty came to power, the official slave system was directly banned. Although a large number of corrupt officials were cut down, the disaster was not as good as their families. In addition to confiscating illegal income, if the orphans and widows were willing to support themselves, the New Dynasty guaranteed that they would not be treated specially, and if they were not willing, they would have to die.

Human traffickers suffered a devastating blow. Ninety-nine percent of human traffickers did not even have the chance to see the official officer. After being exposed, they died, and after players entered the game, this profession became the most dangerous profession in the world.

As for refugees, the Xin Dynasty, which is rich and wealthy and supported by agricultural druids, has no end for human resources. The word refugee is directly sent to the trash can of history. When one side is in trouble, it will be supported by all sides. After the disaster, it will be rebuilt on the spot. Even before the disaster can be rebuilt, it will even begin.

Four months ago, a locust plague broke out in a city in the south. The corrupt locusts, slightly contaminated with a chaotic aura, were like a dragon crossing the river eating up the entire forest outside the city, and ended up hitting the Ashburners team that had been prepared.

The two sides used the river as the dividing line and stalemate for several weeks. The corpses of corrupt locusts even blocked the circulation of the river. The indigenous farmers, who were less than fifty meters behind the Forgeman Group, resumed production on the spot under the guidance of the agricultural druids, planting plants that could quickly decompose corrupt locusts.

The Forge Burning Team moved forward, and the farmers moved forward several acres of land. In the end, the locust plague did not even splash out except destroying a forest that was about to be cut down to the road.

Afterwards, the Forge Burning Team found hundreds of human corpses with exhausted oil from the dense locust corpses. From their clothes, it can be inferred that they were the culprits of the erosion of chaos by using the locust plague. Because they were unable to replenish human souls for a long time, they were squeezed out by chaos.

Huang Laoxie did not go well today. In another restaurant, the food given by the store was fried grasshoppers. Huang Laoxie had fought the locust sniper battle with the Firing Firing Team before.
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