Lin You wore a blue disposable medical mask on his face, which matched his white ramie shirt. When he entered the supermarket, Ye Zhou felt as if time and space were confused.
Ye Zhou was still sitting in the monitoring room. He was unwilling to deal with the natives, not only because he had to maintain his image, but also because he was a chatterbox and one of those people who suffered from social incompetence.
Even when taking a taxi, I can chat with the driver from beginning to end.
He was worried that if he dealt with the natives, he would be talked into nothing within two hours.
During this period, Ye Zhou wrote a diary on his mobile phone every day in order to relieve his desire to talk.
——Who would write a diary if they were serious? It’s obvious that he is almost going crazy now.
Ye Zhou looked at Lin You on the surveillance camera and discovered for the first time that the class differences in ancient times could be reflected in appearance.
Lin You has slender hands and feet and is taller. Although he is thin due to illness, his eyes are clear and his back is straight.
Zhao Er and his men had hands and feet as big as palm-leaf fans, with short and thick fingers. They were not tall, only about 1.6 meters. The tallest one, Zheng Ge, looked to be less than 1.7 meters tall. They always moved with panic, and their backs seemed to never be straightened.
Ye Zhou sighed a little. In ancient times, classes were not just differences in status.
In modern times, even if your family conditions are not good, as long as you can read and study and get into college, you can get to a higher starting point.
Even if your grades are not good, as long as you are hardworking and stand hard work, the salary you can earn working on a construction site for a month is no less than that of an ordinary white-collar worker.
Everyone has the opportunity to change their destiny and their own class. Even if they do not change, they will not think that they are inferior to the rich or are an inferior person.
But here, classes divide people into different classes. The upper class people are born with enough food and clothing, and are able to read and write, but they have no motivation to change their fate.
The lower class people spent their entire lives working hard but still could hardly have enough food to live on, let alone read and write.
They have to make a living by working hard, so they have short and thick fingers, big and flat feet, and what they think about most is what to eat for the next meal and whether they can have enough to eat tomorrow. They have no way to change their destiny.
Once society is in turmoil, they are the first to suffer.
Ye Zhou felt that he understood something new.
He had not had a straightforward sense of so-called class before.
Although his family had a little money, he never felt that there was any difference between him and his classmates whose families did not have money.
They study in the same school, are taught by the same teacher, take the same exams, and apply for the same majors.
He didn't think he was better than them, and he didn't have any sense of superiority brought by his family conditions.
But here, he could actually clearly feel the class difference, which was not something that could be changed by individual or family efforts.
It is like a huge monster, suppressing the working people at the bottom of society.
The more you work, the poorer you become.
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Although Lin You felt a little stuffy wearing a "mask", he could still accept it. He was very careful, fearing that he would knock something over.
Everything here was new to him, whether it was the carts with wheels or the shelves with strange shapes and unusual materials, they all opened his eyes. He walked slowly in the supermarket but did not touch anything.
Ye Zhou discovered that he didn't really pay attention to the shelves full of food, which was completely different from Zhao Er and the others.
Lin You's attention has always been on steel and iron products. He stood next to the shelf of thermos bottles for a long time. Only when Ye Zhou lost his patience and was ready to divert his attention to play games for a while did he pick up a thermos bottle.
He tapped the shell gently, frowning slightly, and it took him a long time to relax.
He was also very interested in glass products, but had no interest in porcelain at all.
Although Ye Zhou had never seen porcelain from this era, it was conceivable that the quality of the patterns would not be worse than the mass-produced porcelain in his supermarket.
Lin You wandered around from morning to night, but in the end he got nothing.
Ye Zhou, who was waiting to make some money from him: "..."
Cao'er's mother, who was holding the walkie-talkie, put on a mask after receiving Ye Zhou's instructions. She walked straight towards Lin You and stopped two meters away from him. She did not look at Lin You's face. When Lin You was sitting before, she dared to look at him, but now that he was standing, she did not dare to look him directly at him.
Cao'er's mother asked, "Why don't you pick something?"
She learned to call him "Young Master". She had never met someone like Lin You before and always called him "Noble" in private.
Lin You smiled and said, "Lin has nothing."
He had nothing to offer to the gods except his life, but this life had other plans, so he did not dare to act rashly.
Cao'er's mother looked at Lin You's head and asked, "Young Master, why don't you want to present the crown you are wearing to the immortal?"
Lin You was stunned.
Cao'er's mother said in surprise, "Young Master has never been poor."
Lin You cupped his hands and said, "I am obsessed."
He took off the crown and handed it to Cao'er's mother, then let his long black hair down with a smile on his face.
Cao'er's mother took the crown. She had never seen anything like it before and didn't know its value. But she knew it must be expensive just by looking at the fine workmanship.
But now she has become "detached from the world" and no longer feels that such things are precious.
After all, she could even drink water from a "crystal cup"! Even the emperor had never seen as many good things as she had!
After handing over the crown, Lin You first went to get a hairband and casually tied up her hair into a high ponytail.
He had no fleas, probably because he was mostly alone in the carriage during the journey. After checking, Cao'er's mother did not force him to wear a shower cap.
He did not take any fragile items, knowing that they would not be able to be protected on the road, but instead took some small handicrafts and plastic products.
There was also a whole box of sewing needles - this little thing he took the most.
Ye Zhou was a little confused and asked Cao'er's mother specifically.
Cao'er's mother explained to Ye Zhou in the monitoring room: "Fairy, needles are not easy to come by. My family didn't have any needles before we fled the famine. We had to borrow them from others, and it cost us food!"
"Just think about it, how many times does it take to make a needle out of iron? It takes a lot of waste to make one."
"Only the ladies of rich families can learn embroidery!"
Silk thread and needles are not easy to obtain. The smaller the object, the more difficult it is to make, and the greater the chance of failure.
Cao'er's mother whispered, "If we exchange the eggs we saved at home for copper coins, we would have to save for several months to buy a needle."
"That Mr. Lin chose the needle, and he was more discerning than those rough guys."
Ye Zhou didn't expect that the supplies in ancient times were so scarce. He asked curiously, "Don't you go to the market?"
Cao'er's mother's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that the immortal knew how to go to the market. She said, "It's a rush, but not everyone goes. There are not many people in my place, and the merchants don't like to come. Even if the merchants come, we can't afford to buy much."
"What's available at the market?" Ye Zhou asked, his chin supported.
He is now much more at ease in front of Cao'er Niang, probably because he knows that when Cao'er Niang looks at him, she always wears a filter thicker than a city wall, so he doesn't have to worry about being exposed.
Cao'er's mother thought about it and said, "It's nothing but oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other things. There is also cloth, but few people buy cloth. If the clothes are not torn and can't be worn, no one is willing to spend money to buy cloth. There are also people selling meat! But you have to go early, otherwise the fat will be sold out, and only the lean meat with little oil will be left."
Now Cao'er's mother has no shortage of meat and oil, and when she picks up fat meat, she no longer swallows her saliva as she did before.
Ye Zhou: "Nothing valuable? Jewelry? Rouge or something like that?"
Cao'er's mother smiled a little embarrassedly: "The head of the family bought me jewelry."
Ye Zhou looked at her.
Cao'er's mother: "The red hairband is so red."
Ye Zhou: “…”
Cao'er's mother: "In my place, whoever gets married and wears a red dress, even if it's half-worn, is considered a respectable family in the surrounding villages!"
Her biggest regret in life was that she couldn't find a red dress when she got married.
At that time, she was still a sixteen-year-old girl, wearing a new blue dress and holding a small bag in her arms. She was sent out by her parents and left with her husband who was waiting at the door.
There is no wedding banquet, no ceremony, but a new set of clothes is the most grand thing.
Ye Zhou smiled and said, "No wonder you like to wear red skirts."
The beach dresses chosen by Cao'er Niang are mostly red.
If someone else had said this, Cao'er's mother would have felt ashamed, but when the immortal said this, Cao'er's mother did not feel ashamed.
Cao'er's mother lowered her head, and Ye Zhou said to her, "Go and have a rest."
He has to collect the money.
After selecting the items, Lin You pushed the cart and followed the employees' guidance to the cashier counter.
He looked at the iron lump on the table and couldn't understand what it was used for, but that didn't stop him from staring at it.
Lin You only looked away when Ye Zhou came out.
Lin You had imagined what an immortal looked like - in his opinion, an immortal should look like a Taoist priest, with silver hair like a waterfall, a white beard, holding a whisk in his hand, being aloof and indifferent, and looking down on everything in the world.
But he never expected that the immortal looked like a young man!
He had no long hair and no white beard. He was tall and slender, with sparkling eyes, skin as white as jade, and an extraordinary temperament.
As refined as a young man from a prestigious family.
But he is completely different from the young masters of famous families.
Lin You couldn't tell exactly what was different about him, but as soon as he saw him, he knew he was not from this world.
It’s just that the immortal’s short hair…really makes him feel uncomfortable.
This time Lin You knelt down cleanly.
He has kneeled before his parents, his king and teacher, and the gods and Buddhas. His knees are not that precious.
Ye Zhou was already used to it. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "No need to kneel, get up."
After saying that, he walked towards the cashier.
Lin You waited for a while before slowly standing up.
Immortals have their own magic, and it is obviously not difficult for them to stay young forever. Although they have a particularly childish face, they may have lived for thousands of years and do not care about the etiquette of mortals.
This is the character that an immortal should have, not those Taoist priests and immortal masters who pretend to be gods and want to enjoy the bliss of the human world.
Ye Zhou, who didn't think he had the qualities of an immortal at all, was happily scanning the code.
This crown is worth a lot of money!
This time, Ye Zhou did not directly exchange the crown for money, but put it in the warehouse.
The system is still flexible. The things he collects can be exchanged for money according to local prices, or he can store them in a warehouse and then resell them in other dimensions.
If he had not been brought here by force, this trading system would be quite conscientious.
It would be nice if this young man in front of me could take off his clothes.
The author has something to say:
Lin You: "This is the character of an immortal!"
Ye·Black-hearted businessman·Want to strip customers of their clothes·Zhou: "Make money, hehe, make money!"
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