First European Emperor [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, Ou Zizhou walked around the village and found that there was really no decent restaurant in the village.

So he approached the village chief and told him his plan.The village head called several people to help him build a stove outside the cabin, not only built a canopy for him, prepared tarpaulins, but also gave him an iron pot and a bundle of firewood.

The poor infrastructure prevents them from using natural gas to make fires like people in the main city. Therefore, in addition to the coal ordered from the main city, they mainly use firewood to make fire.

The source of firewood is mainly the trees in the village and the fallen branches outside the city. Because of the huge consumption and the small number of sources, it is a relatively scarce resource.

At the same time, Ou Zizhou learned that tree people are more friendly to planters, even if they encounter villagers collecting firewood, they will not take the initiative to attack.

But if you destroy plants in front of the tree people, such as cutting down trees, even the planters will be regarded as enemies by the tree people and attack.

It's funny to say that there are many phytochemical disease researchers and tree humanists in the main city, but no one knows this.

Because their research on phytochemicals has always remained theoretical, even social scientists who understand the social relations of phytochemicals are rarely willing to risk their lives to go deep into the population of phytochemicals to understand their real lives.

There is a pot and a fire, and now Ou Zizhou only needs tableware and ingredients.

He plans to use the money on hand to buy some rice and eggs, and try to make a simple bowl of fried rice with eggs.

Just as he was about to go out, a young woman came over with a basket and asked his name.

After confirming that he was the son of the new city lord, the young woman handed him the basket with a smile, saying that it was her naughty son who stole a coin from him, she was really sorry, and the things in the basket were her apology.

It turns out that this is Chu Duoduo's mother, Aunt Chu.

Ou Zizhou lifted the lid and saw a bag of rice and a few eggs in the basket.

Skillful.

He knew that there must be more than one coin for so many things, and he wanted to give Aunt Chu some more money, but Aunt Chu refused.

"Duo Duo has always been very naughty. If you are really in trouble, please take care of me. If he is really too much, you must teach him a lesson for me, or when he grows up..." Aunt Chu said about the long The second character suddenly stopped for a moment, realizing that he had lost his composure, and quickly put on a forced smile, "Otherwise, when he grows up, I don't know what to do."

"Okay." Ou Zizhou smiled and did not refuse.

Do as the Romans do, there is no need to be too polite.

Since the habit of Xiangyang Village is that everyone owes favors to each other, if he is too clear with others, it will appear inhumane.

As for the gift in return, isn't it delicious to give back a bowl of egg fried rice later?

Ou Zizhou went out to buy seasonings and tableware, and went home to start the stove. Not long after, a tempting aroma came out of the pot.

He tasted the taste and was very satisfied. He filled a bowl and ate it all up.

He packed the rest in a specially purchased insulated bowl and sent it to Chu Duoduo and his family.

There are only Chu Duoduo and Aunt Chu in the Chu family, who live in a stone house with a small courtyard.

There are chicken coops in the small yard, and many hens are raised.

Ou Zizhou reckoned that their mother and son made a living by selling eggs.

Chu Duoduo saw Ou Zizhou carrying something, and ran to greet him with a face full of novelty, but when he saw that what he was holding was just a bowl of rice, he made no secret of his disappointment, and pouted: "Why did you specially send it to me?" Come here, it’s not like we can’t cook.”

His mother patted his head lightly to signal him to shut up. While apologizing to Ou Zizhou, he took the egg fried rice and gave back a basket of eggs and a small bag of rice.

After returning home, Ou Zizhou thought about what he could raise or grow in the backyard as food.

However, although the leaves of the apricot tree in the center of the backyard were quite yellow, it was luxuriant and almost blocked the sunlight in the entire backyard.

Being so crowded by it, there is almost no open space left. If you want to grow vegetables or raise some chickens and ducks, you must remove this tree.

Ou Zizhou looked up, his sight was blocked by the branches and leaves of the apricot tree, the sunlight passed through the leaves, and cast a mottled silhouette on his face, which swayed gently with the breeze along with the branches.

This apricot tree was a little taller than his cabin, and its trunk was as thick as two arms. Judging by Ou Zizhou's unreliable botanical knowledge, it was estimated to be hundreds of years old.

In the main urban area, in order to prevent the trees from becoming fine, the trees used for talent cultivation must be cut down when they grow to a hundred years old. The life span of trees for other purposes is even shorter, and there are very few plants that can grow freely.

This century-old apricot tree may have witnessed dozens of times more wind, frost and history here than in Europe.

Moreover, many people must have lived in this house before, and the previous people did not remove the tree. Instead, he, a newcomer who has just arrived, wants to do something to the tree, which is a bit rude no matter how you think about it.

Thinking of this, Ou Zizhou not only gave up the idea of ​​moving the tree, but also scooped a bucket of water from the pond to water the apricot tree.

A gust of wind blows, blowing down a rain of yellow apricot leaves.

Ou Zizhou raised his hand to remove the leaf embedded in his hair, he didn't pay attention to the hand that was watering, and knocked on the tree trunk inattentively, a rough knot on the trunk broke the skin, and blood flowed out immediately.

Ou Zizhou washed the blood from the wound into the mud with the water in the bucket, threw down the water ladle, went back to the house and took a few paper towels to press the wound, pasted it with tape, and made a simple band-aid.

When he returned to the yard and was about to finish pouring the rest of the water, he saw that the bucket was empty.

Have you finished watering just now?

Ou Zizhou was a little confused.

He always felt like he hadn't finished watering, but the fact that the bucket was empty, he was clearly done.

But if the work had been completed just now, he should have brought the bucket back to the house by the way, why bother to come out?

Ou Zizhou touched his forehead and found that his forehead was a little hot.

At this time, another gust of wind blew, the leaves of the apricot tree fell, and his clothes were also rustled.The cold wind poured in along the cuffs, and he sneezed unexpectedly.

Oops, isn't it because he has a fever and is confused?

Is it possible that if you get a phytochemical disease, your resistance will also decline?

The strong wind did not intend to stop. He was afraid that the cold would make his illness worse, so he hurriedly returned to the house with an empty bucket.

Because the wind was too strong, he blocked the howling wind from the door with his backhand, not noticing that the strong wind behind him suddenly changed direction.

The world does not yet have a complete medical system, but synthetically simple drugs, such as aspirin, have already been produced in large quantities.

He remembered that there was a doctor in the village, and he was thinking about putting on some clothes to buy some medicine from the doctor. When he went out, he saw a familiar figure dangling at the door.

Chu Duoduo was hiding behind a tree outside the house and poking his head towards the gate. When he saw Ou Zizhou coming out, he yelled and hid behind the tree and pretended not to exist.

However, the tree was no more than a palm wide, and it couldn't block his body at all.

Ou Zizhou didn't tell him what to do, closed the door and prepared to go to the doctor.

Unexpectedly, when passing the tree, Chu Duoduo suddenly reached out and grabbed Ou Zizhou's clothes.

"Stop hiding?" Ou Zizhou asked him, "What's the matter?"

"Hey..." Chu Duoduo laughed twice, "I'm here to return the bowl!"

Chu Duoduo handed out the insulation hidden behind his back, which was the one that Ou Zizhou sent to their house earlier.Ou Zizhou took the bowl and was about to take it back to the house, but Chu Duoduo grabbed the corner of his clothes again.

"Well, Brother Qing... I still want to ask, is there any more fried rice?"

When mentioning that bowl of fried rice, Chu Duoduo's eyes were so bright that he swallowed.

He came to beg for food.

For this bowl of rice, even the address has become so greasy.

Ou Zizhou felt fresh: "What? Didn't you just ask me why I brought you food?"

Chu Duoduo knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ou Zizhou, but his tone was unconvinced: "I, I didn't know that the fried rice you made is so delicious..." He licked the corner of his mouth as he spoke, but he still couldn't forget the bowl of fried rice with eggs Delicious, finally plucked up the courage to raise his head, and asked Ou Zizhou, "Brother Qing, is the food in the city so delicious?"

Chu Duoduo's innocent and longing eyes made Ou Zizhou pause.

The isolation of the other courtyard and the main city has a history of hundreds of years, and the cultural exchanges between the two sides are almost completely cut off by the invisible wall at the junction.

The gourmet culture in the main urban area is booming, but the other courtyards are so casual because people regard eating as a task and there is no need for it. People's requirements for food are gradually reduced to the point where they can digest it.

But they don't lose their sense of taste. When they taste the real and real deliciousness, this most primitive desire that has been dormant for a long time will still be rekindled.

That being the case, the important task of saving the taste of the villagers in Xiangyang Village fell on his shoulders, Ou Zizhou!

Ou Zizhou smiled freely: "The food made by the best chef in the main city may not be half as delicious as mine."

After all, Chu Duoduo was the one who was overwhelmed by the bowl of fried rice with eggs. He believed in Ou Zizhou's bragging, and instantly turned into Ou Zizhou's fanboy: "Brother Qing is really amazing! Even my mother said that she had never eaten such delicious food." Fried rice! So is there any more?"

"No more," Ou Zizhou confessed honestly, "the last bite is already in your stomach."

"Ah?" Chu Duoduo's disappointment was written all over his face without any concealment, "Then, will you do it tomorrow?"

"decide as things go."

Ou Zizhou opened his legs, and Chu Duoduo immediately jumped up and down behind him, talking very lively: "It must be done! Brother Qing, I heard from the village chief, are you planning to open a small restaurant? As long as you do it Egg fried rice, I will help you promote it! Let the whole village come to eat in your restaurant! However, you can’t set the price too high, because everyone’s money is not much...a circuit costs hundreds of thousands Coins, things from our village are hard to sell to the city, the village chief said we have to save for at least ten years to get them..."

"Circuit?" Ou Zizhou repeated.

The electricity consumption of residents in Xiangyang Village is indeed different from that in the main urban area.

Take the wooden house as an example, the wires in the house are exposed outside, the light bulbs are directly connected to the wires and hung on the roof, and there are no sockets in the house for electrical appliances.

Although Ou Zizhou doesn't know much about electricians, he still understands that the electricity consumption here is very different from that in the main city, which is inconvenient.

"Yes, yes," Chu Duoduo was very enthusiastic when he mentioned something he knew but Ou Zizhou didn't. "Not only electrical circuits, but also water purifiers, natural gas pipelines, etc. But these things are very expensive and some are very high-end. We want to I’ve been buying it from people in the city for a long time, but I just can’t pay the money.” He said a little aggrieved, and whispered, “It’s so expensive, it’s not cheap at all, the people in the city are really stingy.”

Looking up and seeing Ou Zizhou looking at him, Chu Duoduo hastened to express his loyalty: "Not including you! They are people from the city other than you!"

In Chu Duoduo's simple way of thinking, the "city people" are probably an evil whole.

However, Ou Zizhou felt that it was very unreasonable for the villagers to spend their own money to buy these infrastructures. Although the Bieyuan is a Bieyuan, it is still a part of Qingcheng. How could it be abandoned like a shoestring?

He couldn't help but ask Chu Duoduo: "Haven't you tried to negotiate with the main city to get the authorities to pay for your waterways and electrical circuits?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Duoduo asked back: "Why do they pretend to be free for us?"

Ou Zizhou had nothing to say for a while.

It turned out that not only the main city unilaterally refused to provide facilities, but even the other courtyards did not feel that the main city should be responsible for improving their quality of life.

The line between the two sides is so clearly drawn, it feels as if...

... It's as if the other courtyard doesn't belong to Qingcheng at all.

The people of Bieyuan have been confined to this barren land for hundreds of years, fending for themselves, not causing trouble to the main city, but they did not win the respect of the residents of the main city, nor did they get a thank you. In the end, they were just cut off. being abandoned.

Ou Zizhou suddenly blamed himself for Qing Ziming.

When he was enjoying a prosperous life in the main city, he never thought about how the brothers and sisters on the other side lived through space drifting and fleeing together. I felt deeply guilty, and felt in my heart that the phytochemicals did not belong to them.

Although people in the main city never talked about the discrimination against planters, this discrimination has actually been so deeply rooted that it is hard to detect.This kind of discriminatory concept has been grasped from the baby for hundreds of years and strengthened from generation to generation. If the disaster did not fall on his head, even Ou Zizhou might not realize it all his life. Vegetative disease patients are also living people.

They should not have been abandoned like this.

"Brother Qing, what's the matter?" Chu Duoduo tilted his head and asked Ou Zizhou.

Ou Zizhou recovered and smiled slightly: "It's nothing."

But what can he do?He has no ability to change the world, and he is just a person who has been abandoned by the mainstream society, and he is even a poor unlucky guy.

All he can do is to make a small effort to improve the environment of Xiangyang Village.

At least let them taste the real delicacy, and stop being a person who is satisfied with eating dry food.

After buying the medicine, Ou Zizhou went home.

On the way back, he bought some ingredients, made a few meatballs, and sent a bowl of meatballs to Chu Duoduo's home in the evening. After chatting for a while, he was about to leave, but Chu Duoduo had already eaten the meatballs.

Chu Duoduo didn't think it was enough after eating, so he opened the door pitifully, asking Ou Zizhou to cook more delicious food in the future.

Aunt Chu felt ashamed, so she grabbed Chu Duoduo by the ear and dragged him back into the house.

It was still very windy on the way back.Ou Zizhou had added some clothes before going out, but was still shivering.

At night, the gust of wind not only did not decrease at all, but intensified.

Ou Zizhou stayed in the cabin, and heard the sound of the wind blowing things down, and the whining sound of the wind blowing through the gaps.

He saw the apricot tree swaying in the wind, and at least half of the dense yellow and green leaves were blown off, and he had a very ominous premonition.

Sure enough, with a thunderclap that night, it rained heavily in Xiangyang Village.

The rain had no other impact on Ou Zizhou except that the brightness of the light bulb became unstable and the sound of wind and rain was a bit noisy, so at first Ou Zizhou didn't take it to heart and turned off the lights to sleep as usual.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep, a large drop of cold liquid hit his face, instantly waking him up from a half-dream.

He sat up abruptly, turned on the light, and looked at the ceiling in surprise.

The moment he raised his head, a string of raindrops fell on his face one after another, making a "click".

He got out of bed quickly and watched the raindrops pool a small amount of water on his bed.

The house collapsed before, and now the roof is leaking.

Why is he so unlucky?

He originally planned to hang a bucket on the beam to catch the water, but the roof leaked badly, and the bucket would be full in a few minutes, so he had to stay awake to change the water in the bucket, and he didn't sleep.

He suddenly remembered that the person called by the village chief not only built a stove and an awning for him, but also gave him an emergency waterproof cloth.

Not at this time, but when!

He first confirmed the leak in the house, and taped it on the edge of the tarpaulin in advance to fix it later. Then he put on clothes that could keep out the rain, put on the tarpaulin, and opened the door to the backyard.

Outside the house, there was a strong wind and heavy rain.

Fortunately, the structure outside the wooden house is suitable for climbing, and Ou Zizhou has long arms and legs. He stepped on the fence and climbed up to the roof, quickly positioned himself at the place he had determined before, glued the tarpaulin firmly, quickly turned down the roof, and ran back quickly. House, close the door, and keep the wind and rain behind you.

Looking up again, the roof was no longer leaking.

Although he moved quickly, he was inevitably soaked.

In order to prevent the cold from getting worse, he changed his wet clothes and dried his hair as soon as he entered the house.

Just in case, he still hung a bucket to catch water at the old location, then changed the wet sheets, and prepared to fall asleep...

But tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

...I always feel that something is wrong.

Ou Zizhou recalled the series of movements of going out and climbing the roof just now, and felt that his purpose was clear, his skills were agile, and the result was satisfactory. There was nothing wrong with him, and there was nothing wrong at all.

Is it the rain?

No, wind, thunder and rain are all natural phenomena.

With an atmosphere there is naturally a change in the weather, and there's nothing surprising about that.

People's sixth sense has always been an inexplicable thing.

I had already laid down and was about to go to sleep, but I felt something was wrong like a lump in my heart. When I got up and looked again, it turned out that the light in the living room was not turned off or I forgot to pour the freshly boiled water into the hot water cup.

These are not big things, and I don't remember them for a while.

Ou Zizhou convinced himself that it doesn't matter if he forgets something, he will always remember it when the time comes.

The wind is still howling outside, but Ou Zizhou is already very sleepy, and is about to slip into a sweet dream——

Even if the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the triple protection of apricot tree, tarp and bucket can keep him sleeping until dawn without being disturbed.

apricot?

He suddenly realized something, sat up in shock, and looked at the yard outside the window in shock, thinking that he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and pinched his face again.

The wind and rain were blowing outside the house, and big drops of rain fell on the windows, making the windows blurred.

But Ou Zizhou was sure that he was right and couldn't see it wrong: the yard was empty, and the ground reflected a little rain, which made the non-reflective circle in the center of the yard even darker——

Where did he go?