Rong Lan

Rong Lan got off the carriage, walked to the bulletin board not far from the city gate and stopped to look at it for a while, then turned around and asked the way, and walked towards the city.

It was almost noon, the sun was hanging overhead, and it was freezing cold. Even in the warmest time of the day, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

The snow on the ground was very thick, and there was a creaking sound when stepping on it, Rong Lan gathered the fox fur around her body more tightly, and walked slowly.

Just like when he woke up from the snow-capped mountain and walked to the village at the foot of the mountain, his body was always stiff and numb, and he seemed to have no other feelings except cold and hot. The reality is exactly the same, and Rong Lan is very clear that no matter how much the current exorcism looks like he just came back from a corpse, he is still alive in reality at the moment.

... But he failed to live in the reality that he desperately wanted to go back to.

Hongzhou?

If he remembers correctly, the northernmost border city of Dazhou in the game is called Hongzhou, and looking at the year number written under the notice posted on the city gate, as he thought, the system restarted and failed, and he was thrown by the time and space gate of the game system A real ancient world connected to the game.

The time travel is really delicate, if the time of his "death" in the game and reality is a little bit different sooner or later, he is probably buried in the ground by now.

With the cold wind howling in his ears, Rong Lan had difficulty moving from the city gate to the bustling part of the city, and walked for a long time.

He didn't know the similarities and differences between this place and the game, and he didn't know how the things he did in the game would affect the world. He didn't even know who he should be now.

too many questions.

The body he wears has long hair reaching to his waist, so it is unlikely to be his own, besides, his real body should have died of a heart attack.

But if he borrowed the corpse of "Rong Lan" to return his soul, then he obviously died in the Nine Layers Palace, why did he wake up in a snow mountain?It must have been June when he died, and it is already severe winter now.

Maybe he was wearing someone else?

However, Rong Lan didn't have much interest in exploring the connection between games and reality.

Not to mention, fighting the dead is not something he can control and stop, especially in ancient times when human life was so trivial.Without him, Haihu is as ambitious as wanting to slaughter the Central Plains, and Chongyi is also planning to fight in order to keep the Great Zhou. Looking at the notice, the war is over in just a few months. In fact, Chongyi is good at using his talents and loves the people like a son. In every respect, he is really a very good emperor.

It's just that he has spent nearly a year in the power center, which is really enough. He fell asleep and dreamed everything he had experienced in the game again. All vanished in a dream.

The plot of the game will always belong to the game, and it is not his world. No matter who he is now, he has left the game and has no reason to get involved. The second life will never have any interaction with the people in the game.

Rong Lan's only feeling now is: he was not dead, but the system "dead" him, and then gave him compensation for living again by accident.

Since he can't return to the previous world and he didn't die, then he can live well in the present world.

Rong Lan always does his best to do things to the last, but he never insists on the result. Once he finds that something has not been done, he puts it down more cleanly and thoroughly than anyone else, forgetting to leave no trace than anyone else.

Just like he has worked hard for so long and paid so much, when he knew that he could not wait for the heavy wing to be abolished, he skipped the task of "Abolished Empress" without the slightest hesitation, took off his clothes, and said "fake" Why do you have to take it seriously?" He slapped him fiercely.

It’s also like, even if he failed to complete "Spending the Spring Festival Together" in the end, even if he still finds it difficult to accept being happy with men, his heart will not have any ripples because of being under the heavy wings.

The indifference of adhering to the principles and being content with the situation is Rong Lan's character brought out from the womb.In reality, the 26 and [-] years, if it wasn't like this, he doesn't know how hard it would be.Revenge and hatred, Rong Lan never trapped herself in such boring things.

Walking to the bustling area, there are gradually more pedestrians on the road, but not long after the war has just ended, most of the shops along the street are cold.

Rong Lan walked around twice, and stopped in front of a restaurant named "Thousand Eaters". On the whole street, only this restaurant was the largest and most lively, and the most important thing, and it was the only one with a sign to recruit people.

Hongzhou is located in the extreme north of the Great Zhou, away from power struggles, but next to the commercial road leading to Beijue, with a prosperous economy and trade, it should be a good choice to live here.

Rong Lan plans to find a job in Hongzhou City and settle down first.

The person who met and saved him by chance gave him two taels of silver, which was not too little, enough for an ordinary farmer to live for half a year, but for a long time, he still had to make money on his own.

He was about to start working again, thinking that he, the president of a listed game company, ended up in this situation because he played a semi-finished cheating game developed by himself.

Rong Lan took off her fox fur, patted the snow on her head, and walked into the shop.

"Guest officer, are you a top player or staying in the store?" The waiter in the store warmly greeted him.

With a helpless smile on her face, Rong Lan shook her head and said, "I'm not here to eat and stay at the hotel. Excuse me, are you the gentleman in the billing room?"

As soon as the sign was put up, someone applied for it. The shopkeeper at the side raised his eyes when he heard the words, and saw a thin young man walking towards him with a fox fur cloak in one hand. Unlined clothes, hair not tied up, draped behind the back slightly floating with the steps, he is a handsome and elegant figure.

"Uncle Pan, this man is here to apply for the job." The waiter led Rong Lan to meet the shopkeeper and greet the customers in the shop.

The shopkeeper looked strangely, only staring at the cloak in Rong Lan's hand, stroked his beard for a long time and nodded, "The store is looking for people, but... the top-quality snow fox fur cloak in Mr. Guang's hand is enough for our store for a quarter." Li, I think the young master will not look down on this job."

Rong Lan replied with a polite smile: "There was an accident at my next home, and this cloak to keep out the cold is my entire net worth." Rong Lan's words were true, and the accident he encountered was not small.

Hearing the meaning behind Rong Lan's words, the head shopkeeper still kept his eyes on the big cloak in Rong Lan's hand, and explained the treatment: "One tael of silver per month, accommodation and meals are in the store, young master, would you like to do it?"

A tael of silver is not a small amount, and there will be a place to live soon, Rong Lan nodded in satisfaction: "Of course I am willing."

The shopkeeper finally moved his eyes away from the cloak, and turned to look at Rong Lan: "I think the young master has an extraordinary bearing, so I don't waste time on those recruiting practices. I am the big shopkeeper of this restaurant, and I follow the master's family name." 'Qian', a single name with the word 'pan', you are not very old, just call me Uncle Pan along with other employees in the store. How do you call me, can you bring your household registration with you? According to the imperial court regulations, anyone who comes to work in the store must Provide household registration documents and report to relevant government offices in the city for record."

Hearing the words, Rong Lan had a hard look on his face, and secretly scolded himself for playing a trick on himself. It seemed that he had asked someone to impose this so-called court law.

"My household registration has been burned." Rong Lan came across and became a black household, she answered simply and smiled bitterly.

No household registration?Qian Pan frowned, thought for a while and said accommodatingly: "Forget it, since something happened to the young master's family, it is not your wish that the documents be burned."

Rong Lan thanked the big shopkeeper who looked Zhou Zheng and was about 45 years old, and reported his name: "Rong Lan, Uncle Pan can just call me by my name."

"Rong Lan?" Qian Pan silently recited Rong Lan's name, feeling extremely familiar, and asked with a pen: "I don't know which 'Rong', which 'Lan'? The shop is recruiting people, and according to the rules, you need to report your name Show it to the master."

Rong Lan was taken aback, and then replied: "Prosperous 'Rong', wave-like 'Lan'." In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Rong Lan still chose to conceal her real name.

After talking about going to work, Rong Lan was taken to the wing room in the backyard of the restaurant to settle down; Qian Pan wrote a note and let a carrier pigeon go.

"Sir, this is the room. There are only some simple decorations inside. If you have any other needs, please let me know." The one who led Rong Lan to the residence was a teenager in his fifteenth or sixteenth year, with a good-looking appearance. The big shopkeeper is just as upright, with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

The room in front of him was clean, tidy and spacious, with all the daily necessities, Rong Lan nodded and thanked, "It's already fine, I don't need anything else." Then she looked at the young man, and was about to ask something.

The young man explained empathetically: "The shopkeeper is my father, sir, please call me Qianbo."

"Rong Lan." Rong Lan said her name, Qianbo was puzzled, Rong Lan said again: "Don't call me Mr., you can call me by my name directly."

Qianbo hurriedly waved her hand: "That's not okay, the rules can't be messed up! I'm also helping in the account room, but I'm still learning how to manage accounts, and I might need my husband's guidance in the future."

When Rong Lan heard the words, she didn't insist anymore, she just asked: "What are the rules here? I'm new here, so I don't know much about the rules."

Qianbo explained: "Before Mr. came, there were three accountants in our restaurant. The big accountant came from his house only once a month, mainly to check the accounts. On weekdays, Mr. Tian and Mr. Guo were in charge of the daily flow. Each gentleman There is a key to the treasury, if there is a large expenditure, if it is less than ten thousand taels of silver, it is enough for Mr. Tian and Li to be present at the same time, and if it is more than ten thousand taels, it is necessary to report to the master, and the big accountant will come."

"Besides, all the accounts are one account and two books..."

"I may not have said enough. My father will explain to him again when he starts work tomorrow. It is estimated that the key to the cashier's treasury will be handed over to you tomorrow."

Qianbo spoke for about two quarters of an hour before stopping, Rong Lan had heard all of them and kept them all in her heart.

"Oh! I was too busy explaining the rules to my husband. You haven't eaten your lunch yet. I think your face looks bad. You must be hungry." Qianbo hurried to the kitchen.

Looking bad?Rong Lan walked to the bronze mirror in the room, raised her eyes and looked into the mirror.