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Fang Yuanxi was eating rice. When she heard Jiang Chen say there was no rice, her pretty face was stunned and she lowered her head and couldn't eat anymore.

Jiang Chen held the fish meat for her and said, "I'm going to fork some fish and take it to the village down the mountain to exchange for some rice."

At the foot of the mountain, there is a village called Taoyuan Village, with more than a hundred households. Due to its remote location, it did not encounter the wars of the Huns, and it became a true paradise village.

Fang Yuanxi nodded and gave Jiang Chen some green vegetables with a smile...

After the two of them finished eating, Jiang Chen took a harpoon and came to a small river not far from Taoyuan. The fish he ate today was where he speared it in the morning.

The river is very shallow and the current is not fast, but the fish are plump. You can see peach blossoms floating in the wind on the edge of the grass on the river and falling into the river. The fish inside come out of the water to eat the peach blossoms floating on the water...

slam

A harpoon was thrown, causing a splash of water. Jiang Chen lifted the harpoon with his big hand, and a herring was stabbed in the abdomen, which was as big as five or six kilograms.

Fang Yuanxi who followed was excited, clapped her hands and cheered excitedly, gesturing: "Brother Jiang, you are so awesome."

"Give me the bamboo basket."

Only then did Fang Yuanxi react. She picked up the bamboo basket at her feet and went over. Jiang Chen put the big herring in and said, "Fork a few more, change some oil and salt..."

Fang Yuanxi nodded happily, then silently followed Jiang Chen and walked cautiously by the river, for fear of disturbing the fish inside.

Jiang Chen, with sharp eyes, threw the harpoon again and immediately picked up another big grass carp...

In less than a few cups of tea, the bamboo basket contained three five- to six-pound herring and bullhead fish, as well as two large catfish.

So the two of them went back and put away the harpoon. Jiang Chen carried the bamboo basket and took Fang Yuanxi with him, heading towards Taoyuan Village down the mountain.

There is a special market place in Taoyuan Village. Since few outsiders come, silver currency is not popular here. Instead, it returns to the primitive way of bartering for transactions.

Jiang Chen came into the market carrying dozens of kilograms of fish in bamboo baskets and saw that many villagers around him were holding small tables or simply spreading coarse cloths on the ground to sell items, such as farming tools. , oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, home-grown vegetables or medicinal materials, home-raised chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle, sheep, etc., all are exchanged on a peer-to-peer basis in the small market.

Of course, if it is a big item, use silver coins and copper plates to buy it.

"This fish is pretty good."

Jiang Chen took out the green vegetables and spread them on the ground, then placed the fish he had forked on top, and squatted on the ground with Fang Yuanxi. Immediately, several village women came over with vegetable baskets, pointing at a big herring and asking: "Little brother, how do you sell this fish?"

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless, and Fang Yuanxi turned to look at him.

"I want rice." Jiang Chen looked at the aunt and said.

"Rice, I happened to bring five kilograms with me. This herring weighs eight kilograms. How about I trade it with you for three kilograms of rice?"

The aunt took out a bag of rice from the basket. Fang Yuanxi was excited. Maybe it was her first time to try this kind of thing, so she couldn't help but feel excited. She turned to look at the calm Jiang Chen beside her, and he nodded: "Okay."

"You guys take out the bag and I'll give you three kilograms of rice."

The aunt was also happy. Fang Yuanxi quickly took out her rice bag, and the aunt poured out about three meters of her rice bag for him. Then the villager next to her who was changing vegetables weighed three kilograms of rice. The aunt was satisfied and carried the rice. A big herring is gone.

"Brother Jiang, we have rice." Fang Yuanxi held the rice bag and smiled happily at Jiang Chen like a child.

"Well, if we change to another fish, the rice will be enough for us to eat for a few days." Seeing her smiling so happily, Jiang Chen also smiled on his expressionless face.

Xia Yuanxi was shocked at this moment, because she had never seen him smile since she knew him.

Jiang Chen immediately stopped smiling and turned back to a paralyzed expression. Fang Yuanxi pouted and covered her lips in a sweet smile. Jiang Chen didn't even know why she was smiling.

At this time, several waves of village women came to exchange for fish, and exchanged two kilograms of rice for smaller grass carp. At the same time, Jiang Chen exchanged for oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other things based on what they had.

In the end, there was only one grass carp and one catfish left, so Jiang Chen carried the two fish to the door of a house and placed bottles of wine, including home-brewed rice wine and rice wine.

"Do you want to change the rice wine?"

The person buying the wine was a middle-aged man who saw Jiang Chen coming over carrying two fish.

Jiang Chen nodded, holding the two fish in his hand and asked: "How much wine can I exchange for?"

"Five pounds, maybe."

The restaurant was happy. Jiang Chen nodded and exchanged it for a five-pound jar of high-strength rice wine and asked, "Do you only have rice wine and rice wine here?"

"correct."

The restaurant owner looked at him, followed by the two fishes, looked at Jiang Chen and smiled: "Isn't there only rice wine and rice wine in the entire Zhou Dynasty?"

Jiang Chen understood, and walked back with the wine jar in his arms. Fang Yuanxi walked over with the bamboo basket on his back, thinking that he wanted to drink in exchange, so he didn't say anything.

Back in Taoyuan, it was already evening.

Jiang Chen made a simple dinner. After the two of them finished dinner, they sat on the steps in front of the thatched house and admired the moon in the sky.

Seeing how taciturn this man was, Fang Yuanxi got used to the feeling of getting along with each other.

But Fang Yuanxi still couldn't help it, and asked in sign language: "Brother Jiang, have we known each other before?"

Jiang Chen turned to look at her and nodded.

Fang Yuanxi was surprised and said in sign language: "I was picked up by my father on the street. Brother Jiang, do you know my life experience?"

Jiang Chen still nodded in response, but Xia Yuanxi was shocked and quickly asked in sign language: "Then who are my biological parents?"

This time Jiang Chen didn't answer. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. Let's rest early."

Fang Yuanxi was left sitting at the door in a daze, becoming more and more curious about this man. She didn't understand who he was and why he gave her such a strange and familiar feeling...

Early the next morning, Fang Yuanxi woke up and found that Jiang Chen was no longer at home.

When he went out, Jiang Chen came back carrying a basket filled with peach blossom petals.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing picking peach petals?" Fang Yuanxi asked curiously.

"Making peach wine."

Jiang Chen replied lightly and started to wash the peach blossom petals, but Fang Yuanxi was surprised and said in sign language: "Peach blossom wine?"

"Well, just use peach blossoms, soak them with wine, and you can drink it in a month..."

While Jiang Chen was explaining to Fang Yuanxi how to make the peach blossom wine, he was busy cleaning it, and then took the five kilograms of high-grade rice wine exchanged yesterday, added a few medicinal herbs, put it in with the peach blossoms, and made the peach blossom wine together.

Fang Yuanxi looked surprised and said, "Brother Jiang, you are so amazing, you can do everything."

Jiang Chen looked a little dazed. The memory of his nine, eighth and ninth reincarnations made him extremely profound.

The eighth generation Jiang Dabao learned this peach blossom wine from the Fox Clan.

Before I knew it, a month passed.

Fang Yuanxi was used to living in isolation in the Peach Garden.

The distance between her and Jiang Chen continued to get closer as time went by.

Although Jiang Chen avoided some questions, Fang Yuanxi finally gave up and stopped asking him about his life experience and other questions.

Outside at the moment.

With the counterattack of the Zhou Dynasty, the Huns were defeated step by step within a month.

Zhou Jingyu led his soldiers to recapture more than a dozen cities in succession.

Because now the Huns discovered that the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty's army was constantly increasing, and a steady stream of young and middle-aged refugees joined them. Soon the Great Zhou Dynasty divided its troops into several groups. Zhou Jingyu, as the left-wing general, led an army of 40 people all the way north.

The Huns often led their troops to retreat before Zhou Jingyu and his troops could reach the city.

Because the Xiongnu emperor did not know how to govern the country, the army was greedy for pleasure and only cared about burning, killing and looting money and women. Therefore, under the counterattack of Zhou Jingyu and the army of King Nan Zhen, the Xiongnu army had no ability to resist.

In just one month, Zhou Jingyu and the others had recovered most of the cities in the Central Plains. Now he, General Fei Tiancheng and their troops had gathered together to form a million-strong army and were marching towards the imperial capital.

"In a few days, we will be able to capture the capital."

At this moment, above the city hall, these generals were excited. They did not expect that their journey north to regain the lost territory would be so smooth.

"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, leads the troops bravely and has clever strategies, so he can defeat the Huns steadily." Looking at Zhou Jingyu who was sitting on top, the generals below were fawning over him.

However, at this moment, Zhou Jingyu became a little taciturn.

Obviously, he has not yet accepted what happened in Ningyuan City last time.

"Yuan Xi, are you really dead?"

Zhou Jingyu hides sadness in his eyes, unable to accept this fact in his heart...