Chapter 13 Luck

Jun Yu’s letter-writing stall was set up in the city the next day.

There was a small stool and a shabby little table, with the lowest quality writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. It looked as desolate as it could be.

Song Xirong also arranged the household affairs neatly, including food, oil, salt, pots, pans, and utensils.

As for Jun Shuwan, she was a lively person and quickly became familiar with the girls of the same age in the village. The girls knew that they had just arrived, and from time to time they would ask Jun Shuwan to go out and pick wild vegetables with them.

The clerk who took their cups before was a pretty kind person, and the people in this village were pretty easy to get along with.

At least on the surface it seems quite harmonious.

Jun Qiulan also took advantage of these few days to get to know the situation in the village. Basically, half of the villagers were locals and half were exiles.

The village headman Ma Zhong's ancestors were all locals and could read a few words. His son attended a private school for a few years and learned some martial arts from a disabled military household in the village. By chance, he became a household registration clerk in the county government. It happened to be the clerk who arranged accommodation for them, Ma Xiaohu.

Not all those exiled to the border town were extremely evil.

The situation was chaotic and the court was in turmoil. Many officials with low backgrounds were implicated and exiled.

Ma Xiaohu must know their identities. There have been hundreds, if not thousands, of royal relatives and aristocratic families who have been exiled throughout history. It is not surprising that he has seen so many of them.

Some powerful people, upon seeing the environment in the border town, might commit suicide within half a month. Some powerful people who did evil were not only exiled, but also required to serve in the military. Even those with delicate skin and tender flesh could not hold on for long.

Ma Xiaohu naturally had his own selfish motives. It was obvious that the deposed prince was not a wicked person, and he was generous. In addition, with a family of seven women, it was just right for him to live in his father's village.

As soon as they settled down here, Ma Zhong registered their household registration and gave them a beating.

"No matter what your status was before, once you come here, you are just an ordinary citizen. Just live a peaceful life."

If they continue to do evil, they will face death as they are already exiled prisoners.

Jun Qiulan had already pretended to be depressed. "Don't worry, Uncle Village Head. Now that we have fallen to this point, our family's livelihood still depends on Father. No, we also have to rely on Dad to set up a stall in the city and write letters for people. How can we do evil?"

Ma Zhong sighed. It was all fate and time. He was just a small village headman and didn't understand the intricacies of the court. But since the emperor had a biological son, the adopted son had to stand aside. This was very easy to understand.

"Save up for two years and buy a few acres of land. Farmers may have to work hard, but there won't be so many complications," Ma Zhong said. "During the reign of the previous emperor, there was a decree that reclaimed wasteland would not be taxed for three years. Since you don't have money now, why not reclaim two acres of wasteland? You can still produce some food."

Jun Qiulan smiled bitterly and did not answer, even showing a rejection of farming.

Song Xirong responded with a worried look on her face, "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Village Chief."

Ma Zhong felt a little disappointed with his son and looked at the healthy young man with disdain.

Jun Qiulan ignored his gaze.

After Ma Zhong left, Jun Qiulan changed his depressed expression.

Jun Shuwan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Brother, now that I think about it, you are really suitable for being an actor."

The acting is so realistic.

If she hadn't been in exile and seen her brother's perseverance, she would have almost believed it.

Song Xirong also smiled: "We have passed the hurdle of the village head. Once the higher-ups let down their guard against us, life will be much easier."

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. "Thank you for your hard work during this period. I will never let you and my little sister live like this forever."

At the same time, he was also considering bringing a living creature with him to try it out.

If it is feasible, I believe my parents and younger sister can go together. When he earns enough money to rent a house there, he will take everyone there and away from the troubles here.

As the sky gradually darkened, the dejected Jun Qiulan walked out of the farmyard and headed straight towards the back mountain.

Find a living creature and bring it over to try it out.

Perhaps he had been lucky since he came to the border town. As soon as he entered the jungle, a skinny pheasant flew past him.

Without a suitable hunting weapon, Jun Qiulan picked up a stone and threw it over as a hidden weapon.

The pheasant clucked twice and then stopped moving.

Jun Qiulan: “……?”

Is it because this place is so rich in resources? Or is he just too lucky?

I walked over and picked up the chicken. It was still alive. Judging from its feathers, it was a four or five-year-old chicken, but it was too thin. I estimated it weighed only about two kilograms.

Jun Qiulan smiled. No matter what the reason was or whether the chicken could be taken over, it would be an addition to their family's food supply.

He bowed to the mountains and forests, thanking nature for its gift.

It was dark, and Jun Qiulan returned home without disturbing anyone.

Jun Yu also came back under the moonlight, smiling and saying, "The profit today was not bad. I wrote eight letters home and also wrote a contract for someone."

Jun Qiulan laughed and felt distressed. According to his father's previous status, he felt that this amount of money was not enough to reward the servants. Now, after a hard day's work, he earned these few copper coins and was quite happy.

"Dad, we don't rely on this to make a living. You can just go out and pretend. Don't work too hard. It will be fine after this stage is over."

Jun Yu smiled and said, "It's okay. I just suddenly realized that doing these little things is also good. Writing letters to them and listening to their chatter is also quite meaningful."

"Your leg isn't fully healed yet, so come back soon and don't let your mother worry."

"Hey, I know. Your medicine is really effective. Now I don't feel any pain even if I don't walk. Is Lan'er going to go tomorrow?"

I used to go there at night, but now I have to make a living there. I can't go looking for work in the middle of the night, right? There's no place to stay.

It’s still morning, so it’s just right to go there before dawn.

Jun Qiulan nodded, "That's right, I'm going to try it with this chicken."

Song Xirong patted the dust off her son's shoulders and said, "Don't put pressure on yourself. We originally belong to this era. Every world has its own rules. It's not easy for Lan'er to get such an opportunity. Don't force yourself."

Jun Shuwan also said, "I think this village is pretty good. Back in the capital, standing, sitting, and lying down all had to follow certain rules. Here, it's very comfortable, and there aren't so many worries."

Needless to say, Jun Yu felt that the probability was not very high from the beginning.

In fact, his premonition was correct. Jun Qiulan traveled through time with the pheasant the next morning.

The pheasant just came into contact with the air over there and struggled for only three breaths, and then there was no movement.

Died peacefully.

Jun Qiulan sighed and thought, don’t waste it. There happened to be no one around at this time, so he took the chicken back.

"Let's bleed it and eat meat tonight."

Perhaps everyone was mentally prepared, so there was not too much loss at this moment.

My son/brother, it is enough for me to have such an opportunity to earn money to buy such good rice and bring back delicious candies, which has greatly improved their current lives.

"Lan'er, go over earlier. If things don't go well, come back earlier to eat chicken."

"Okay, Dad and Mom, please be careful, and little sister, please be safe too."

I dodged back to the alley again, and saw a man walking past it.

"Fuck, that scared me."

Jun Qiulan didn't panic. He pretended to pull up his pants and said, "Brother, you scared me too. I almost peed my pants."

The man bared his teeth and walked away in disgust.

Most people would not think that someone could suddenly appear. Jun Qiulan was just taking a gamble. This person did not see it with his own eyes, but he must have seen a figure.

The people here basically have no martial arts skills, and their hearing and eyesight are not very accurate, so they will only feel dizzy and see things wrong.

However, the issue of renting a house is imminent.

You can't keep gambling like this over and over again.

It was still early, and the sky had not yet fully brightened.

There was no signal and no way to charge in ancient times.

Jun Qiulan shamelessly went to a deserted breakfast shop, spent one dollar, ordered a steamed bun, and plugged his phone in to charge.

Fortunately, they were all fast charging. He took half an hour to eat a steamed bun and the battery was fully charged.

Maybe because the electricity was not valuable, the fat boss did not say anything. He even told him enthusiastically that he would turn on the air conditioner in the afternoon and welcomed him to come and enjoy the air conditioning.

This person is quite nice.

This made Jun Qiulan feel embarrassed. "The steamed buns you make are fragrant and soft, especially delicious. I will come to take care of your business next time."

The fat boss was delighted. "Welcome, welcome. I have wireless internet here. As long as it's not peak hours, you can sit in the store and browse your phone. It doesn't matter. It's because of you extras coming here that my business is getting better and better."

Wireless network. After Zhang Li’s popular science explanation, Jun Qiulan knew that this was a good thing.

In order to save money, when I went to apply for a card that day, I only applied for a 39 yuan package, and I had to prepay a minimum of 10 yuan for phone bills. I had to pay 39 yuan in phone bills every month thereafter, otherwise I couldn't use it. The 39 yuan package didn't include much Internet traffic, and the service would be shut down after the remaining 10 yuan in phone bills were used up.

Zhang Li asked him to use it sparingly and find somewhere to use wireless network when he had nothing to do.

Poor people have a poor lifestyle.

Jun Qiulan agreed with this and shamelessly asked his boss to help him connect to the wireless network.

The fat boss was cheerful, most of the people there were young people looking for work. "If you don't have anywhere else to go, just sit here for a while. I don't get customers until 7 o'clock."

"Thank you, boss."

Jun Qiulan remembered Zhang Li saying that the current extras were not yet fully developed and were not standardized, so the crew would go to the park to recruit some extras for distant scenes.

He first sent a voice message to Zhang Li, telling him that he was going down the mountain today.

Zhang Li hasn’t replied yet, maybe he’s still sleeping?

After waiting for a while, I simply went to the small park by myself.

There were quite a few people in the park, mostly elderly people, but Jun Qiulan was shocked by these elderly people.

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