Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

After waiting for a while, the white floating head finally moved on its own. Yang Yuanzu excitedly jumped up and said, "I caught a fish!" Then he pulled up, and the fishing rod was bent. Yang Yuanzu felt the pulling force in his hand and shouted, "This is a big fish, it must be a big one, wife! An An! Help me get the net bag!"

"Big fish, big fish!" Tiger Boy also shouted beside him.

Lin Ting'an heard the excited shouts of the father and son from a distance. He walked out of the embroidery room and went to the utility room. The net bag was placed in the corner. He picked up the net bag and walked towards the pond. At this time, the servant who was cleaning the yard also ran over to watch the fun. Seeing Lin Ting'an holding the net bag, he hurried forward to help.

It was just a small net bag and not heavy to hold. Lin Ting'an didn't ask the servant for help. He went to the pond and started to help Yang Yuanzu catch fish.

"Husband, you have to hold on to it, don't let the big fish get off the hook and run away!"

Lin Ting'an reached out and caught the fish easily. Everyone was stunned after the fish came up.

I saw a grass carp slightly larger than an adult's palm flapping in the net bag on the ground.

"This fish is quite big." Lin Ting'an suppressed his smile and said, "How can such a big fish be a grass carp? It would be better if it was a crucian carp. A crucian carp of this size tastes better."

"Wait for me to catch a crucian carp of this size for you!" Yang Yuanzu threw the baby grass carp into the pond again and continued his efforts.

Lin Ting'an asked the servant to bring a rocking chair, and he also sat aside and watched.

After the arithmetic official's food supply lasted for a while, the rice jar began to run out. He began to sneak out to the streets, preparing to borrow some food from his former colleagues to get through this difficult period.

In order to save his life, the arithmetic official also carried his fish talisman with him. He thought that as an official of the imperial court, he had one more layer of protection than ordinary people.

The fish token was also a kind of identity card in the Da Ning Dynasty, but it was an identity card exclusively for court officials.

The arithmetic official didn't expect that after working in the court for many years and looking for all his colleagues and friends, he couldn't even borrow a grain of rice.

There is only one person left who can give it a try, and that is Brother Yang’s brother-in-law, Dr. Luo.

Now that Yang Yuanzu's life or death is uncertain, the arithmetic official really doesn't want to trouble others. It's bad enough that he didn't help on the day of the palace coup, but now he has to go to borrow food from others.

In the current situation, it is impossible to borrow food. The arithmetic official plans to go to the city gate to see if he can get out. If he can get out, it will be easy. He will definitely be able to buy food from the good farmland near the outskirts of Beijing.

There were not many common people on the street, but there were quite a few gathered at the city gate.

The people knelt on the ground and begged the gatekeeper to let them pass: "Sir, please be kind and let us live!"

The officials were afraid that there might be spies among the people, so they drove them away in a stern voice: "Go away! Who knows if there are spies among you? If there are spies who tip you off, I don't think you will have enough heads to chop off even if you have ten!"

"If we can't go out, please show some mercy, sir, and give us some food. We will definitely offer tablets to the living Bodhisattvas when we return."

The people who seek food are also very smart and know the concerns or knots in the hearts of these killing gods.

The people of the Da Ning Dynasty all believed in gods and Buddhas in heaven, but those who had committed murder on their hands were often afraid that they would not live long and would go to hell to atone for their sins after death.

They are afraid of killing but have to kill because it is their way of survival.

Seeing this, the soldier who was begging for food gave the beggar a steamed bun and emphasized: "You promised to offer me an altar."

"I will definitely offer a longevity tablet to the official when I go back!" said the common people who got the steamed corn bread happily.

Seeing this, the others followed suit. The soldier who was going to set up the tablet was about to tell the commoner his date of birth, but the boss slapped him on the head and said, "How much merit do you have to be worthy of the tablet? Be careful, or you may lose your life!"

After the leader finished speaking to the soldier, he shouted to everyone, "We are doing a job that is very risky. Since we are in this line of work, we should not expect to live a hundred years. Only the ruthless can survive on the battlefield!"

The soldier kicked the beggar on the shoulder, angrily saying, "You are deliberately trying to hurt me!"

The man who was kicked to the ground saw the steamed bun rolling in the mud and hurried forward to pick it up, begging, "Sir, I don't know these things!" After that, he crawled away from the city gate, fearing that these officials would attack him.

Seeing this, the others who wanted to follow suit did not dare to do so and begged the city gates to be opened to let them out.

The arithmetic official hiding nearby realized that it was impossible to get out of the city gate and he might even be beaten. But thinking of his children at home, he decided to go forward and give it a try.

The arithmetic official stepped forward and showed his fish symbol, posing as an important official of the imperial court and said, "I am an official of the eighth rank of the Daning Dynasty. Open the city gate and let me out."

The little leader came over with his hands on his hips and laughed wantonly, "Hahaha!" He then spat on the ground, "Don't say you're an eighth-rank, even if you're a third-rank or above, you can't get out. If you keep blocking here, don't blame me for being rude!"

Having said that, he was about to pick up the stick, but the arithmetic officer turned around and ran away.

"Haha, he's still an eighth-grade player even with this, and he runs faster than a dog!"

The arithmetic officer ignored the dirty words behind his back. According to what Brother Yang said to him, nothing is more precious than life. What does it matter if he loses a little face in order to survive?

The arithmetic official decided to risk his reputation and go to the Luo family to beg for help, hoping that the other party would lend him some rice because of his friendship with Yang Yuanzu.

The arithmetic officer came to Luo's house and knocked on the door several times but there was no response. Just when he was about to give up, a voice came from inside: "Brother arithmetic?"

The arithmetic officer replied excitedly: "It's me! It's me!"

"I can't open the door here, please forgive me."

"No problem, no problem. I understand this situation."

"Brother, what is the important matter that brings you here today?" The two of them talked across the door.

The arithmetic official looked embarrassed, but the people inside the door couldn't see his current appearance. "To be honest, my family's rice has run out, and there are two children waiting for rice to be cooked. I really have nothing to eat, so I came to your house for help."

"Brother, please check if there is anyone around."

The arithmetic officer looked around and saw no one, so he told the truth.

After a moment's silence, the door opened a crack, Luo Mingshi quickly stuffed out a bag of rice, and then closed the door in the blink of an eye.