Speaking of settling down, this is what Pei Shaorong is most worried about now. He wants to settle down in ancient times, and the first problem is to solve the household registration identity.
Without a legitimate household registration, it would be a problem whether you could survive here, let alone find a job.
Just follow the rules in time-travel novels and make up an identity from another place and then settle down there. Anyway, transportation and information were backward in ancient times, so who would know where to go if you made up a place deep in the mountains and forests?
But that's not the case here. The household registration system in the world he traveled to is very strict. According to his observations and conversations with passers-by, the household registration system here is simply perfect.
To put it simply, it is similar to some ancient household registration systems in his modern time and space.
Because the number of registered households was the standard for taxation, the imperial court always kept a clear check on it. For every ten households, there was a village guard who was specifically responsible for the increase or decrease of the population of these ten households.
It is simply impossible for a stranger like him who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and whose origins are unknown to settle down in the government by simply making up a reason.
If the existence of new population is not reported, the number of people in a family will be reduced, the tax paid will be less, and the family can escape labor service. The imperial court will never allow this.
If he were discovered by government officials, he would certainly be tortured and questioned about how he had escaped from household registration, failed to pay taxes, and evaded labor service in the past few decades.
How should he explain it then? He can’t just tell people that he is a time traveler. Could ancient people understand what time travel means?
It is said that in ancient times when household registration was perfect, if someone was "missed", and he was already an adult, he would be beaten with sixty sticks. In other words, if he was really discovered, he would have to be beaten with dozens of sticks before being tortured!
Although household registration issues are difficult to deal with, there are ways to solve identity issues.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round. It is still possible to get a household registration by making friends with a local squire or something like that.
But now he has no money at all, not even a modern Mao Zedong note. His most important goal at the moment is to get some silver!
Pei Shaorong thought about it and did not go directly to the town. Instead, he left the bushes and found a secluded and deserted place to change his clothes.
If he walked out wearing his modern short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts, he would definitely be beaten up as a hooligan.
I changed into a set of long-sleeved shirts and long pants, and found an army green bed sheet in the space, modified it and put it on the outside. After it barely looked like an ancient costume, I began to think about how to get the silver.
The fastest way to make money now is naturally to sell things, but what should he sell? He has to think carefully about it, and after selling the things, he must quickly resolve the household registration issue.
When he was preparing things before, because it was the end of the world, he didn't even think about things like gold, silver, and jewelry. The whole space was filled with food and daily necessities.
In order to save space so that he could prepare more things, he basically bought the goods directly from the manufacturers. He requested that all the beautiful and space-consuming packaging be replaced. He just wanted to sell a Lao Gan Ma glass bottle, but he didn't have it! !
Because he ordered all the canned grains, oils, sauces, vinegar, shampoo, shower gel, etc. directly from the manufacturers, and specifically asked them to pack them in large plastic or iron barrels so as not to take up space.
Thinking about it now, Pei Shaorong really wanted to slap himself twice. If he had not done that back then, how much would those full Lao Gan Ma and canned glass bottles be worth?
From the series of events that happened during his rebirth to his current time travel, Pei Shaorong had a feeling that the world had deep malice towards him.
At this moment, he no longer had the expectation of reaching the peak of life as described in novels. With his intelligence and luck, he just hoped to survive here.
Finally, Pei Shaorong found some bed sheets in the space and prepared to sell the cloth. This was the safest thing he could think of at the moment and it could exchange for more silver.
Fortunately, he is a grown man, and when he bought the sheets and quilt covers, he didn't buy any cartoon patterns. Even if there were patterns, they were very light and faint.
Although these fabrics are not as good as silk, they were considered high-quality fabrics in ancient times. Ancient fabrics were not cheap, so they should be able to be sold for some money.
Although he had prepared a lot of bed sheets, they were only for his own use. There were a total of fifty sets of bed sheets and quilt covers. Pei Shaorong planned to sell thirty sets and keep the rest for himself.
He packed the bed sheets into a large travel backpack and put some food and personal items inside as a cover. Pei Shaorong smeared some dirt on his face and body before he picked up the backpack and walked into the town.
After entering the town, Pei Shaorong was not in a hurry to sell. He had to first understand the prices here and see if there were any other ways to get silver...
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Fortunately, he was now in a small town where the rules were not as strict as in big cities, and identity documents were not checked at every turn.
It's just that everyone is a little concerned about his short hair. If someone asks him, he can just say that he is a monk who is preparing to return to secular life and can temporarily evade the question.
After wandering around the town for half a day, Pei Shaorong had a general understanding of the place he had traveled through.
This town is called Yueyang Town. It is a relatively prosperous place within a radius of dozens of miles. Villagers from the surrounding villages go to the market to buy goods and trade in this town.
I also took a rough look at the prices. There are three types of fabrics here: silk, linen and cotton.
Ordinary linen costs fifteen cents a foot, cotton cloth costs twenty cents, and the price of silk depends on the material, but it is not cheap anyway.
Pei Shaorong thought about it and realized that his bed sheets were basically made of pure cotton, so he calculated the price based on cotton cloth, twenty cents per foot.
After making the decision, Pei Shaorong started looking for a place to set up a stall. Not only would he make more money by selling at a stall than directly to a cloth shop, it would also make it easier for him to learn about the news here.
It is about ten o'clock in the morning now. The town is very busy today. It should be market day. The good locations for setting up stalls to sell things have already been taken.
Pei Shaorong did not join in the fun. He took two apples and bribed the local tyrant who collected "protection fees" in the market and asked for a place to set up a stall.
He had seen people selling apples before, and the price was not cheap, ten cents for one apple, and with a few more cents he could buy a pound of pork.
After spending a few years in the apocalypse, Pei Shaorong still knows the rules. Even in modern times, there are still urban management officers. In ancient times, there were naturally many ruffians who collected protection fees.
He didn't have a penny now, so he could only give apples. However, the two thugs who received the gifts were obviously very satisfied. They took a bite on the spot. They were sweet, juicy and crispy, which was incomparable to the wild fruits in ancient times.
"Yes, it's delicious. OK, you can sell it over there..."
The two thugs munched on the apples, pointed to a corner for Pei Shaorong and continued with their "work".
The corner was a bit remote, but there were many people in the town today, so Pei Shaorong ran over with his big backpack without hesitation, put a piece of black cloth under it, and then took out the sheets from the backpack and placed them neatly.
Using the big backpack as a cover, Pei Shaorong took out some more apples and started selling things at the stall.
"Selling cloth, selling cloth, the best cotton cloth, buy ten feet and get one foot free, take a look, take a look, don't miss it if you pass by!"
If it were before the apocalypse, Pei Shaorong would not have the face to set up a stall. After all, he was still a rich second-generation. However, a few years of life in the apocalypse were enough for him to change his appearance.
When he was in the base, he had done things like rummaging through garbage, let alone being a street vendor. As long as he could survive, he could do anything!
Pei Shaorong's voice was quite loud. He was selling cloth at a discounted price, so people soon gathered around him.
"Brother, how much do you sell this cloth for?" The one asking the price was a woman in her thirties, carrying a basket, looking like a typical country woman.
"Pure colors are 20 wen per foot, and printed colors are 25 wen per foot. Auntie, I brought this cloth from far away. I'm the only one in Yueyang Town that has it. Look at the quality. If you buy ten feet now, you'll get one foot free. It's definitely a good deal!"
Without Pei Shaorong's explanation, the aunt could already tell the quality of the fabric. Nowadays, everyone is very frugal in their life and can tell the quality of something with just a glance.
Not only was production backward in ancient times, but technology in many places was also very backward. Although they were all cotton cloth, the bed sheet fabrics that Pei Shaorong brought from modern times were definitely of much better quality than the cotton cloth that ordinary people bought in ancient times.
Not to mention printing technology. Pei Shaorong had walked around the town for most of the day and had never seen printed fabrics. The clothes everyone wore were all solid colors, and even if there were patterns, they were hand-embroidered.
"The fabrics are all the same, brother, can you make the one with the flowers cheaper?"
The auntie was obviously very happy and was planning to sell cloth. Not only was the quality better than that of the cloth shop and the price was similar, but she also gave one foot for free when she sold ten feet. It was definitely a bargain!
"Aunt, it can't be less. Look at how unique the pattern is, and the quality is also top-notch. If you buy ten feet, I will give you one foot for free. What a good deal..."
Pei Shaorong had thought it over carefully before selling. His cloth was better than that of the cloth shop. The price was already very reasonable. Buy ten and get one free was just an attraction. In any case, he would not lose money.
"Okay, then give me ten feet of this print!" The aunt thought about it and it made sense. If she bought ten and got one free, she would save twenty-five cents.
"Okay, auntie, do you want some apples? Ten cents each..." Pei Shaorong continued to sell.
"Give me two..."
The aunt hesitated for a moment and nodded, staring at the big red apple and swallowing her saliva. She decided to be generous today. Such good fruit is not common, so she would buy some to bring home for her family to try.
After getting the aunt's nod, Pei Shaorong quickly wrapped the bed sheet and the apple and handed it to the aunt. "Aunt, it's done. Take care..."
Next, several village women came up to sell cloth. Everyone liked this good and cheap cloth. Seeing that Pei Shaorong didn't look like a local, they were afraid that if they missed it, they would not be able to get such a good deal next time.
Pei Shaorong was also very happy that his bed sheets were very popular. In addition, his mother gave birth to a good-looking boy, who was born with a handsome and honest appearance, and his smile made people easily like him.
In less than an hour, all the sheets were sold out, and a lot of apples were also sold. By noon, when the sun was at its highest, the last seven or eight apples that were left were bought by the servants of a wealthy family in the town.
After all the things were sold out, Pei Shaorong packed up and clapped his hands, then wandered around the town for a while, shaking off a few jealous followers before leaving. He then found a secluded and remote place outside the town, took out his things and set up camp.
It was too expensive to stay in an inn in the town, and he was an illegal resident. Before resolving his household registration issue, Pei Shaorong decided to camp in the wild for two days.
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