Dujie Patriarch is cannon fodder

Rong Qi woke up in a gloomy and dark alley this time. It was already dark at that time, and although there were dim lights shining around him, the dense pain in his flesh still made him dizzy. I don't know the way forward.

Following the few memories of the original owner, Rong Qi staggered towards the place where the original owner lived.It was a patch of low, dilapidated houses, and the original owner lived in one of them, which was called the den of the poor by the original owner.Opening the door, a pungent and unpleasant stench hit his face, which made Rong Qi's pale face even paler. He couldn't help leaning his back against the mottled wall, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, and he Pushing the door and letting it open wide, I wanted to release the condensed stench from the seemingly dark room.

While adjusting his breath, Rong Qi reluctantly accepted some of the original owner's memories, which were all about daily life, which prevented him from being blinded and not knowing anything.

After the smell in the room had almost dissipated, Rong Qi walked in slowly, turned on the light, and had a panoramic view of the room, the small space was filled with messy things, clothes, shoes, socks were thrown everywhere Yes, there is a bed that is less than half a foot wide in the innermost part, and the clothes and quilts on the bed are curled up in a mess.In front of the bed, there was a small square wooden table with only three legs, one of which was placed on the bedside cabinet.There were some discolored leftovers of soup on the wooden table, which was the source of Rong Qi's discoloration.

Rong Qi couldn't think of any other adjectives for such a scene other than messy and dirty.

Rong Qi didn't feel well anywhere, he just wanted to have a rest, but being born in such an environment made it impossible for him to rest at all.Therefore, Rong Qi had no choice but to pack up in pain. He threw out the unwashed clothes worn by the original owner together with the things on the small wooden table, and then flushed the house briefly with water, and then lay down on the tired bed. The bed was only two palms longer than him.

For the time being, Rong Qi didn't want to think about the current situation of the original owner, nor was he in the mood to respond to the original owner's wishes, so he just lay down on the bed, and the tiredness radiating from his body made him quickly fall into a deep sleep.Like looking at a photo stone, Rong Qi watched the short but lively life of the original owner only in his dream.

The original owner's name is Huan Rongqi, and in this world that claims that everyone is equal, he can be regarded as born rich.Because from the time of the governor, there has been wind and rain, the original owner's temperament is extremely domineering and arrogant, the original owner's parents are businessmen, and the business is busy, so all the care for the original owner is fully reflected in the money.

The original owner has been a problem student in the eyes of his classmates since he entered school. Not to mention fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, he often fights and fights with children with bad habits, which makes some students at school daunted by him.

However, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have misfortunes and blessings. The original owner's father and mother went bankrupt three months ago due to the opponent's attack and were not good at management. Shocked, suddenly an accident happened while driving, and both of them died.All the finances of the original owner's house were frozen, and he left home with a few personal belongings, stumbling and stumbling until last night.

Yesterday was the 17th birthday of the young playboy, the original owner, but he remained at 17 forever.As for the wish of the original owner, resentment arose in his heart because he suffered so much and had nowhere to seek help.The original owner hoped to be a useful person who would trample on those who once looked down on him and beat him like a dog in the water.At the same time, he must study hard so as not to disappoint the only teacher who helped him after he was in trouble.

After the original owner's wish became clear, Rong Qi felt a deep malice from the original owner.After repeated filtering, Rong Qi confirmed that the original owner left him with not much useful knowledge. Now he can barely recognize the simplified fonts. As for the mathematics, physics, biology in the original owner's memory... what the hell are they? ?There are also the periodic table of elements, the movement of celestial bodies, the speed of light, functional equations, and a history of 5000 years...have you never heard of it?

The wish of the original owner can be gradually realized. After all, this body is very healthy. It is not a big problem to live a long life after careful adjustment. With all the mess in the house, there is only money left to buy ten steamed buns.In the memory of the original owner, he can buy tens of thousands of steamed buns for just one piece of clothing, and hundreds of steamed buns for a random meal. The money that can buy ten steamed buns is nothing in the eyes of the original owner. Money.

Resting for a night, Rong Qi's physical condition has improved a lot. He followed the original owner's memory to dress and wash in the same way, and wanted to find the little money left from the clothes the original owner wore yesterday. It was only when he couldn't find it that he remembered that he threw away half of the original owner's things in a daze, including of course the dirty and tattered clothes he wore yesterday.In other words, he doesn't have a single steamed bun now.

Rong Qi was stunned for a rare moment, now he had to find a way to temporarily stop his constantly growling stomach.He originally thought that he would finish his breakfast first, and then go to a place with a lot of personal traffic to set up a stall and sell prescriptions to make some money, but now he has to go to battle hungry.

Rong Qi rummaged around the room for a long time before he managed to find some writing utensils. He was not used to using pens and cardboard, so he scrapped a few pieces of paper to practice before he could write the words he thought he could read.When going out, Rong Qi took the original owner's colorful clothes with him. If he was lucky enough, he might be able to earn today's bun money.

The original owner had just moved to this so-called slum area not long ago, and he didn't have much information about this area in his memory, so Rong Qi could only explore by himself, following the direction of the crowd.It didn't take long to find a place where people gathered, Rong Qi found a vacant place to set up a stall, stood up the cardboard that had been written, and also displayed the original owner's clothes by the way.

After guarding for a long time, there were people coming and going around, and there were three or two kittens on Rong Qi's stall. They took a fancy to Rong Qi's good-quality clothes on the ground, and picked them up for a long time. When they wanted to ask the price When he saw Rong Qi's cyan and purple face, he put it down in disgust.

Rong Qi finally understands why time has changed.He is not the top pharmacist in the original world now, and he does not have the reputation and ability to make people flock to him.He is just an unknown dude in countless small worlds, no different from ordinary people struggling to survive.

Just when Rong Qi was about to close the stall and go back, a middle-aged man with a round figure stood in front of him. Like the previous customers, he rummaged through the clothes on the stall and picked up two loose-fitting clothes. After gesticulating on her body a few times, she said like alms: "How much is this dress?"

Rong Qi glanced at the middle-aged man, and imitated the way people around him spoke and bargained stiffly: "It was [-] when I bought it, and I only wore it twice. If you want it, take it for [-]."

The middle-aged man wanted clothes, but he didn't want to pay a high price of three thousand, so he said, "Who knows if your clothes are real, two hundred, no more."

Rong Qi has never sold anything, but it doesn't mean he can't bargain. Although he doesn't know the real value of the clothes, it doesn't mean he can't fool around.

Rong Qi rummaged through the original owner's memory for a while, and said, "This dress is new this spring, there are less than a hundred pieces in the entire Huaguo area, and there are numbers on it."

Since the middle-aged man has taken a fancy to this dress, he can naturally tell the authenticity. As for the number on the label, he has already confirmed it when he picked up the dress.

The middle-aged man saw Rong Qi's unnegotiable appearance, gritted his teeth again, and raised the price by two hundred.

Rong Qi smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man knew that there was no room for maneuver, so he gritted his teeth and counted out thirty hundred-yuan notes from his wallet to Rong Qi.

It was the first time for Rong Qi to touch banknotes, so naturally he didn't know what was true and false, but he could tell the difference between the coins with the perception of his hands when counting them.After counting and confirming that the coins are correct, Rong Qi packed up the clothes and handed them to the middle-aged man.

For the time being, when he had money, Rong Qi stopped setting up a stall. He packed up his things, first found a quiet and clean place to eat something, and then found a small traditional Chinese medicine shop to buy some healing herbs. Then I went back to the small rental house unhurriedly.

In the next few days, Rong Qi was not idle, and went to set up a street stall when he was free. Although the income was far less than the first day, the clothes left by the original owner were cleaned up, and Rong Qi's injuries had also healed. , It is also time to go back to school to listen to those courses that are completely unknown.

It was a bad time for Rong Qi to go back to school, because he had just sat down in the original owner's seat under the strange eyes of the students. Please parents."

As soon as the head teacher finished speaking, the classroom was filled with wailing.Students whisper to each other in front of the teacher in order to help each other.

The original owner was not very popular, so the students just ignored him when they chatted and laughed, and Rong Qi didn't care. He sat on his seat with gentle eyes, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

When the teacher signaled for silence again, the students who were whispering to each other immediately put away their mournful expressions and became high-spirited.After the test papers were issued, they immediately started to answer.

Rong Qi carefully read the test paper twice, and once again confirmed that he only knew simplified Chinese characters. As for the answer, he didn't even know what to write in scribbles.

Rong Qi neatly wrote his name in the place where the name should be filled in, then put the pen on the table and continued to sit quietly.The exam time is one hour, and one hour of meditation is not difficult for Rong Qi, because one hour is not enough time for him to warm up the exercises.

As soon as the exam time came, the teacher immediately asked the people sitting in the first row to collect the test papers. The students who collected the papers were not surprised when they saw Rong Qi's almost blank test paper, they just pointed to the test paper and said, "Write your name on it."