The Ancient Life of the Doomsday

Speaking of security, this is what Pei Shaorong is most worried about now. If he wants to settle down in ancient times, the first problem is to solve the household registration status.

Without a proper household registration status, let alone finding a job, whether you can survive here is a problem.

According to the time-traveling novels, it is enough to just fabricate a foreign identity and then settle down. Anyway, the traffic information in ancient times is backward, so who knows who will fabricate a deep mountain and old forest.

But it doesn’t work here. The household registration system in the world he traveled to is very strict. According to his observations and conversations with passers-by, the household registration system here is almost perfect.

To put it simply, it is similar to some ancient household registration systems in his modern time and space.

Because the number of household registrations is the standard for taxation, the imperial court has always checked clearly that there is one township insurance for every ten households, which is responsible for the increase or decrease of the population of these ten households.

For a stranger like him who jumped out of nowhere with unknown origins, it was simply impossible for him to just fabricate a reason to settle in the government.

If you don’t report new people, the number of people in your family will decrease, you will pay less tax, and you can escape from the guards. This is absolutely not allowed by the court.

If someone from the government finds out, he will definitely be tortured for evading public servants by omitting household registration and not paying taxes in the past few decades.

How should he explain it at that time, he can't just tell people that he is time-traveling, can the ancient people understand what time-traveling is?

It is said that in the ancient times when the household registration was perfect, there was a saying that "one omission", and that he had become a man, "sixty sticks", that is to say, if he was really discovered, he would have to be beaten by dozens of boards before being tortured!

Although the household registration issue is difficult to deal with, it is not impossible to solve the identity issue.

As the saying goes, money can pass through the gods, and it is still feasible to use some silver to befriend a certain squire or the like to get a household registration.

But now he can be said to have no money on him, not even a modern Mao Zedong. The main purpose now is to get some money!

Pei Shaorong thought for a while, and instead of going directly to the town, he left the grass and found another secluded place to change his attire.

If he walked out in his current modern short-sleeve T-shirt and shorts, he would be beaten up as a hooligan.

After changing into a pair of long-sleeved trousers, I found an army-green bed sheet in the space and modified it to cover it outside. After trying to look more like an ancient costume, I began to think about how to get money.

Now the fastest way to get money is naturally selling things, but he has to think carefully about what to sell, and after selling the things, he has to solve the household registration problem as soon as possible.

When preparing things before, because it was the end of the world, he never thought about such things as gold, silver and jewelry. The space was full of food and daily necessities.

Moreover, in order to save space and prepare more things, he basically bought the goods directly from the manufacturer, and he asked to replace some of the beautiful packaging that took up space. No! !

Because he ordered everything such as canned grain, oil, soy sauce and vinegar, shampoo and shower gel, etc. directly from the manufacturer, and he also specially asked people to use plastic or iron barrels to store them, so as not to take up space.

Thinking about it now, Pei Shaorong really wanted to give himself two slaps. If he hadn't done it in the first place, how much would those full old godmothers and canned glass bottles be worth?

From his own rebirth to the series of things that happened in time travel, Pei Shaorong felt that the world was deeply hostile to him.

At this moment, he no longer has the expectation of reaching the pinnacle of life in the novels. With his IQ and luck, he just wants to live well here.

In the end, Pei Shaorong found some bed sheets in the space and prepared to sell cloth. This is the safest thing he can think of so far and can be exchanged for more money.

Fortunately, he is an old man. When he bought the sheets and quilt covers, he didn't make any cartoons. Even if there were patterns, they were very light and light.

Although these fabrics are not as good as silk, they were considered good fabrics in ancient times. Ancient fabrics were not cheap, so they should be able to sell for some money.

Although there were a lot of sheets prepared at the beginning, they were only for his personal use. There were fifty sets of sheets and quilt covers in total. Pei Shaorong planned to sell thirty sets and keep the rest for himself.

Putting the sheets into a large travel backpack, and putting some food and personal items inside as a cover, Pei Shaorong wiped a little dust on his face and body before carrying the large backpack and walking into the town.

After entering the small town, Pei Shaorong was not in a hurry to sell it. He had to find out the prices here first, and see if there were any other ways to get money...

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Fortunately, he is only in a small town now, and the rules are not as strict as in big cities, and he doesn't check his identity documents every now and then.

It's just that everyone looks sideways at his short hair. If someone asks, he can also say that he is a monk who is going to leave the vulgar, so he can temporarily prevaricate.

After wandering around the town for a long time, Pei Shaorong also had a general understanding of the place he crossed.

This small town is called Yueyang Town, and it is a relatively prosperous place with a radius of tens of miles. The villagers from the surrounding villages go to the market to buy goods and trade in this small town.

I also took a rough look at the prices. There are three types of fabrics here, silk, linen, and cotton.

Generally, linen is [-] cents a foot, cotton is [-] cents, silk is priced according to the material, it’s not cheap anyway.

Pei Shaorong pondered for a while, and his bed sheets are basically pure cotton, calculated according to the price of cotton cloth, twenty cents a foot.

After the decision was made, Pei Shaorong started looking for a place to set up a stall. Setting up a retail stall is not only more profitable than selling directly to the cloth shop, but it is also more convenient for him to understand the news here.

The current time is about ten o'clock in the morning. The town is very lively today. It should be a market day, and the good places to set up stalls and sell things have long been occupied.

Pei Shaorong didn't go to join in the fun, he took two apples and bribed the local snakes in the market who specially collect 'protection fees' to ask for a place to set up a stall.

He had seen apples being sold before, and the price was not cheap. An apple cost ten cents, and a few cents more could buy a catty of pork.

Having spent a few years in the last days, Pei Shaorong still understands the rules. Even in modern times, there are urban management, which is naturally indispensable in ancient times to the kind of hooligans who collect protection fees.

He doesn't have a single coin on him now, so he can only give apples, but the two hooligans who received the gift were obviously very satisfied, and took a bite on the spot. It was sweet, juicy and crunchy, which was not comparable to ancient wild fruits.

"Well, it's delicious, Nuo, over there, you can sell it there..."

The two hooligans ate the apples wholeheartedly, pointed to a corner for Pei Shaorong and continued their 'work'.

The corner is a bit out of the way, but there are many people in the town today, Pei Shaorong ran over without hesitation with a big backpack on his back, put a black cloth on it, and then took out the sheets from the big backpack and arranged them neatly.

With the cover of the big backpack, Pei Shaorong brought out some apples before he started to set up a stall to sell things.

"Selling cloth and selling cloth, high-quality cotton cloth, buy ten feet and get one free, take a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by!"

If it was before the apocalypse, Pei Shaorong would not be able to save face and set up a stall. Anyway, he is considered a rich second generation, but a few years of apocalyptic life is enough for him to change his appearance.

When he was in the base, he had done all sorts of garbage digging, not to mention being a peddler, as long as he was alive, he could do anything!

Pei Shaorong's voice was not low, he was selling fabrics, and the price was discounted, so people soon surrounded him.

"Brother, how do you sell this cloth?" The person who asked the price was an old lady in her 30s, carrying a basket and looking like a standard country woman.

"The pure color is 25 cents a foot, and the printed one is [-] cents a foot. Auntie, I brought this cloth from far away. I am the only one in Yueyang Town who has it. Look at the quality, and now you can sell it for ten feet and give it away." One foot, definitely cost-effective!"

Needless to say, Pei Shaorong, the aunt has already seen whether the fabric is good or bad. These days, everyone lives carefully and carefully, and you can tell whether something is good or bad at a glance.

Not only was the production backward in ancient times, but the technology in many places was also very backward. Although they were all made of cotton cloth, the bed sheet cloth brought by Pei Shaorong from modern times was definitely of much better quality than the cotton cloth bought by ordinary people in ancient times.

Not to mention the printing technology, anyway, Pei Shaorong has never seen printed fabrics in the town for a long time, and everyone wears clothes in solid colors, even if there are patterns, they are embroidered by hand.

"The fabric is the same, big brother, can this one with flowers be cheaper?"

Auntie is obviously very interested in selling cloth. Not only is the material better than the cloth shop, but the price is almost the same, and you will get a free one for ten feet. It is definitely a bargain!

"Auntie, I can't miss it. Look at how unique the pattern is, and the quality is top-notch. If you buy ten feet, I'll give you a free one. What a deal..."

Pei Shaorong thought about it carefully before selling it. His cloth is better than Buzhuang, and the price is already a good deal. Buy ten get one free.

"That's okay, you can give me the ten-foot print!" The aunt thought about it, buy ten get one free, and she saved 25 coins.

"Good aunt, do you want apples? Ten cents each..." Pei Shaorong continued to sell.

"Put me two..."

The aunt hesitated for a moment and nodded, staring at the big and red apple and gulping down her saliva. Today is a generous one, such a good fruit is not common, it is good to buy it back and give it a try at home.

Received the aunt's nod, Pei Shaorong immediately wrapped the sheets and apples and handed them over to the aunt, "Auntie, it's finished, you go slowly..."

Next, several village women came up to sell cloth. Everyone liked the good and cheap cloth. Seeing that Pei Shaorong was not a local, he was afraid that if he missed it next time, it would not be so cheap.

Pei Shaorong is also very happy that his bed sheets are very popular, and his mother gave birth to him well, he is born with a handsome and honest appearance, and it is easier to feel good about him when he smiles.

In less than an hour, all the sheets were sold out, and a lot of apples were also sold. When the sun was shining at noon, the last seven or eight apples were also bought by the servants from rich families in the town.

Everything was sold out, Pei Shaorong packed up his things and clapped his hands, walked around the town for a while, got rid of a few followers who were jealous of him before leaving, and then found a secluded and remote place outside the town to take out his things Set up camp.

It is too expensive to live in an inn in the town, and he is a black householder. Before solving the household registration problem, Pei Shaorong decided to camp in the wild for two days...