Longevity starts with learning

Sunrise and sunset, Chu Mu slept for nearly a day and two nights, until the early morning of the third day, Chu Mu woke up.

Of course, he didn't wake up naturally, but was forced to wake up by the strong hunger in his stomach.

His stomach seemed to be empty, and the pain in his body seemed to be more severe. The only thing he was thankful for was that his strength had recovered a little, so he didn't have difficulty walking.

The house left by the original owner's father was not big, and there were no corridors or pavilions. It was just an ordinary farmhouse, plus a small courtyard surrounded by bricks and stones.

He came out of the bedroom and staggered to the kitchen. The few cold steamed buns left before became Chu Mu's life-saving straw at this moment.

In his past and present lives, Chu Mu felt such hunger for the first time. He ate voraciously, almost completely ignoring the taste of the food, and only cared about the feeling of fullness after it entered his stomach.

After eating a few steamed buns, the feeling of hunger finally dissipated a lot. Sitting by the stove, Chu Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This feeling of hunger is really profound. Judging from this feeling of hunger, Chu Mu estimated that he probably slept much more than usual this time, otherwise he wouldn't be so hungry.

"Next time I bless you with spiritual light, I must be careful."

Chu Mu once again secretly warned himself that although spiritual light blessing is good, it is also necessary to grasp the limit. If you are too obsessed with it, forget your own ability to bear it, and have no self-knowledge, good things may turn into bad things.

Chu Mu's thoughts flowed in his mind, and his movements were not idle. Although his body was still sore, he was still busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner.

Although he had not learned cooking in his previous life, he had cooked a lot when he was wandering outside. His cooking skills were not good, but it was enough to satisfy himself.

With the remaining ingredients in the kitchen, he was busy and several small dishes that looked good were placed on the table.

After another round of gulping down the food, the hunger in his stomach finally dissipated.

At this time, the morning sun had risen, and the slightly warm sunlight tore through the morning mist and sprinkled on the ground. In the courtyard, Chu Mu paced with some difficulty, digesting the food after the meal and exercising his sore body.

The light screen panel had already appeared in Chu Mu's vision.

[Name: Chu Mu. ]

[Skills:

Basic swordsmanship (beginners) 30/100]

[Spiritual brilliance value: 5.3%]

"Fifteen points of proficiency increased..."

Chu Mu thought silently, and he didn't think it was too little. The biggest help to this swordsmanship under the blessing of the spiritual brilliance that night was not the dozen points of proficiency, but the complete integration of the incomplete memories of the original owner into Chu Mu himself, and the original thick estrangement also disappeared.

This is the biggest benefit of the spiritual brilliance blessing that time.

Chu Mu walked slowly with his thoughts flowing, and finally stopped at the gate. This house obviously has a short history. The painted gate is a bit mottled, and there are even a few broken corners.

Through the gate, you can clearly hear the mess outside the yard. With a sharp creaking sound, the gate that seems to be about to fall slowly opens, and what comes into Chu Mu's eyes is another world.

Although the house left by the original father is not too big, the terrain is quite good. It is located on the side of the main street of this town. The door is open to the prosperous market.

The morning mist has not completely dissipated. Under the morning sun, the street is already crowded with people. There are vendors carrying goods on their shoulders and hands, waiters standing on the street and shouting, and dung workers driving ox carts to collect dung from door to door...

The market life of the lower-class people in ancient times is clearly reflected in Chu Mu's eyes outside this door.

Although it was not the first time to see such a scene, every time, Chu Mu was somewhat involuntarily dazed.

The previous life... It was really just the previous life. Everything only existed in memory and could never go back!

Chu Mu felt that he should be thankful that he had no worries in his previous life. Otherwise, Chu Mu really could not imagine such a scene.

After a long time, Chu Mu seemed to come back to his senses. He pursed his lips and slowly turned to the bedroom.

The original owner was not a wealthy family. In addition, the original owner's father was an inspector. He basically went out early and came back late. Sometimes he was so busy with official duties that he was not seen for more than half a month.

Under such circumstances, the bedroom furnishings were simple, with a wooden bed and a cabinet, and nothing else.

Following the original owner's memory, Chu Mu found a locked small wooden box from the cabinet. After opening it, what caught Chu Mu's eyes was a stack of paper "banknotes".

It's strange to say, according to Chu Mu's previous life, the currency in this ancient society was not all based on precious metals such as copper and silver. Even if there were paper money, it was mostly used for large-scale transactions. Even the official and widely circulated paper money such as "Jiaozi" and "Baochao" in the Ming and Song dynasties did not completely replace the status of metal currency.

Compared with a piece of paper that can be issued at will with the endorsement of credibility, the people obviously believe in the real metal currency more.

And now, according to the original owner's memory, metal currency has not existed since the original owner had cognition, and paper money is all currency.

But the value of this currency, one copper, five coppers, ten coppers, fifty coppers, one hundred coppers, one silver, five silvers, ten silvers...

Such a currency value division clearly shows that metal currency must have been the mainstream of currency in the past, but I don't know which emperor with great talent and strategy crossed the era of metal currency and entered the era of paper currency with credibility.

This alone shows that the Great Chu is definitely not any of the ancient dynasties he knew in his previous life.

"This banknote is beautifully made!"

Picking up a banknote casually, the touch of his fingers clearly came into his mind. It was not the frosted feeling of ordinary paper, but a smooth feel.

If it was just paper, Chu Mu would not be too surprised. What surprised Chu Mu was the exquisite ink paintings engraved on the banknotes.

Each currency value has a different ink painting, with mountains, water, cities, palaces...

Each banknote can be said to be a painting that can be framed.

If it was in the previous life, Chu Mu would not be surprised, but now in this ancient society, with this ancient productivity, it is really unbelievable to make such exquisite banknotes.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. Chu Mu didn't get too entangled. Now he is just a newcomer. When he gets familiar with it, he will know what he should know.

Chu Mu picked up a few banknotes and stuffed them into his arms. When he was about to lock the small wooden box again, he hesitated for a while, and finally took all the banknotes, carefully stuffed them into his arms, and carefully checked them several times.

These money were all the belongings of the original owner, even the pension of the original owner's father.

A total of 322 silver and 68 copper. You know, the original owner took over his father's position, and his monthly salary was only 8 silver.

Chu Mu was really worried about putting such a huge amount of money in the wooden cabinet.

If it was stolen, he would probably have to starve to death. The deacon of the patrol department had to pay for meals!

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