Plane Supermarket

The sun fell on his body, and Ye Zhou walked on the path in the mountains and forests. Fortunately, the temperature was not too high, so he didn't feel that hot.

During the day, Ye Zhou wasn't going to show up in front of the slaves - they thought he was the moon god, so they found him an identity and set a character design for him, so he can continue to act according to this character design.

It's still morning, and it's still too far away from night. After discussing it with Zou Ming, they decided to go down the mountain to have a look.

There are villages down the mountain.

It may be because it is too far away from the country's administrative center. Looking from the mountain, there are only scattered houses on the large land, and the largest building complex is only two streets. Ye Zhou didn't even see any businessmen when he looked over. people.

The houses are all wooden dwellings, but they have nothing to do with the rural cottages that modern people fantasize about.

The wooden houses are simpler and simpler than the next one. Ye Zhou looked over with a telescope, and all he saw were wooden boards with air leaks and roofs that could never keep out the rain. These wooden houses seemed to have been persecuted by natural disasters over and over again, which made people worry that they were Not really able to live in people.

Because their looks really couldn't fit into the indigenous group, even if Ye Zhou went down the mountain, he could only observe from a distance.

There are sporadic farmers working in the fields, and there are large farmlands there, but manpower is limited, there are no cattle and mules, and people can only cultivate the land with the most primitive methods.

This place is even poorer than the Liang Dynasty.

The people in the Liang Dynasty were displaced because of natural disasters. If there were no natural disasters, they would be richer than the people here in terms of material conditions.

Cao'er's natal family is so poor, and the tax and rent are so high, they can still buy a red-headed rope.

People here don't even have a place to buy hair ropes.

Red-headed rope is not as simple as a rope, but people have the pursuit of beauty in addition to food and clothing, and can trade freely. Although it is a very small business, a market has formed among the people.

And here, it obviously doesn't look like there is a market.

But the land in front of me is vast and sparsely populated, and there are not enough people. The benefits that the land can bring to people are limited.

The land cannot be reaped by sowing seeds. It needs to be plowed, fertilized, and dewormed.

If there are droughts and floods in this year and there is no good harvest of food, people will starve to death in the coming year.

Looking at the sky to eat, the blood, tears and sweat of farmers are all concentrated in these four words.

Ye Zhou could see the ragged farmers plowing the fields, and the child was tied to a tree on one side with a straw rope. Ye Zhou could even see the child reaching out to grab the bugs that crawled past him, and he just stuffed it like that. In the mouth, the parents didn't even see it.

When he saw the child picking up the stone, he was worried that he would swallow the stone!

Fortunately, the child just put the stone near his mouth and licked it, but didn't stuff it into his mouth.

Ye Zhou: "..."

No wonder there are so few people, the survival rate of children is too low, and those who can survive are regarded as the chosen ones.

"It's too poor here." Ye Zhou sighed.

Both material and spiritual are poor.

Ye Zhou was a little curious: "I don't know how their lord is doing?"

The people in the territory are so poor, the lord should not be rich, right?

Chen Shu said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true. I have been to a plane before, where the lords wore gold and silver, but the common people in the territory were all too poor to even wear clothes. Walking on the streets were almost all Naked."

Ye Zhou: "Isn't there a particularly rich plane?"

Chen Shu thought for a while: "Yes, I have also been to places where the technology development is better than my own, but it is difficult to do business and not easy to make money. They have what you have, and they are better than yours. Unless there's something you have that they don't."

"But there is nothing, and the value is not stable."

"It is easier to make money in the poor plane, because the gap between the rich and the poor is large, and you think cheap things are priceless to them. Although it is dangerous, the bosses are still willing to take the risk."

Chen Shu said with a smile: "Many bosses are still willing to continue to do business in the plane after they can return to the original plane, and they don't return to the original plane very much."

Ye Zhou nodded: "Understandable."

Shuttle in the plane, not to mention that he is not old or dead, and he can continue to accumulate capital to earn the difference. Once he starts, it is difficult to stop.

If it were Ye Zhou himself, he returned to his original plane, and he would probably continue to do business on the plane.

He can do business wherever he is, as long as he can go home to visit his parents occasionally.

From this point of view, it is a good thing for business people to trade planes. Not only can they make a lot of money if they are brave, but they can also see different scenery, understand different humanities, and learn more things, just like adventure stories.

The only thing that makes people hesitate is the degree of danger.

But if the system unlocks something similar to a protective cover later, the danger will be close to zero, and there is nothing to hesitate.

They approached the street slowly.

This is a plain, and they can't find a high place to observe after going down the mountain. They can only stay in the woods behind the farmland and look at the people on the street.

In fact, there are not many people on the street. Most of them are in the fields. They don't grow vegetables at all, they only grow food.

Food can fill the stomach. As for the meal, wild vegetables are enough, and there is no need to spend time and energy growing vegetables.

Ye Zhou looked around, but he didn't feel that there was a town here - it couldn't even compare to the size of his smallest village.

"I thought I could find a hotel, and try to find a way to see if I can live in it." Ye Zhou whispered to Zou Ming, "Now it seems that I really can only live in a tent."

Zou Ming: "I will find a way."

As for the method, Zou Ming didn't say.

The three of them can only stay in the woods and wait for the right time, and the food they eat is simple. All they bring out are compressed biscuits, dried meat and dried beans, which don’t take up much space and are convenient. Mother class.

There is also bread, but not much, and it is the type of Daliba, which is not soft, so there is no waste of space.

Ye Zhou remembered the scene when Cao'er and her daughter ate bread for the first time.

As if a loaf of bread is some delicacy.

For the people in this land, black bread is already a delicacy.

The child in the distance didn't eat the worms anymore, he seemed tired and fell asleep on the ground.

His parents occasionally looked up at him to make sure he hadn't broken free from the grass rope and then continued working.

The freedmen who did not go to the fields worked on the streets, repaired holes in the wooden roofs of their homes, and sweated profusely in the sun.

It is obviously an idyllic scene, but it doesn't make people feel full of vitality.

·

Ira is eating, and he has been eating since he woke up, throwing up several times and continuing to eat.

He felt like he might have eaten a carload of black bread, but he didn't feel full.

The slave had already started to feel a pain in his stomach, but even so, he was still stuffing it into his mouth.

"The stewards are here!" The slave sitting at the door of the warehouse put down his bread, stood up excitedly with fear on his face, and shouted, "The stewards are here!"

The slaves who had been sitting in the warehouse got up, took all the black bread around them into their arms, and then ran out in a crowded crowd. Ira was hit twice, but he was able to reach out before landing every time. Promptly stand up on the ground.

After the slaves filled their stomachs, they finally knew they were afraid.

They ate so much bread, so much!If caught by the stewards, he will definitely be beaten to death!

Run away!

With so many of them, they can always find a place to live, right?

As long as they don't get caught, they can continue to be slaves. After this full meal, they don't ask for anything.

However, Karl, who had just arrived here, didn't pay attention to the slaves, he didn't even look at the warehouse, but first asked where Luna came out last night.

"The moon god flew up from the cliff!" The witch doctor walked to Carl's side. He always wanted to flatter the other party subconsciously, but he held back every time until the last moment.

"He called all the moons," said the witch doctor.

Carl retorted: "I saw the moon last night too, and the moon is still in the sky."

The witch doctor then added: "That is the sister of the moon."

Witch doctor: "It is written in the myth that there used to be six moons in the sky."

This explanation seems to make sense, Carl nodded and said nothing more.

Carl walked to the place pointed by the witch doctor - under the big tree on the edge of the cliff, this tree seems to be a bit extraordinary.

It is very tall, and it seems normal for a tree to grow tall, but there is only this one big tree nearby, and there are all small trees around it.

So it's normal for Luna to pick this one.

Karl didn't dare to stand where the moon god stood. Although he still doesn't know whether the moon god is real or not, it's always good to be careful.

"What's that?" Carl saw something reflecting light in the soil.

But he didn't want to dig it himself, so he turned to look at the steward behind him.

The steward understood, walked over even reluctantly, dug up the picture with his bare hands, and took out the things underneath.

When this thing was swept away from the dirt and revealed its true face in the sun, everyone was dumbfounded.

They even forgot to breathe, their souls floated out of their bodies, and they forgot to think and speak.

The steward held the thing in his hands, but did not dare to move it.

In his hand is a butterfly.

But it is not a butterfly that can be seen usually - its wings are spread out, colorful, but there is no background color, the transparent wings are glowing with colorful light, the wing patterns have golden lines, and its tentacles are extraordinarily fine, as if the next moment will fly.

It was so beautiful it took their breath away.

"God, a miracle..." Carl murmured, "This is a miracle!"

The butterfly must have been punished by the moon god to make it like this.

But it was so beautiful, and Carl's eyes flashed greedily, but he finally said: "Put it away, and I will take it back to the lord.

The other stewards didn't speak. They were so frightened that they forgot how to speak.

Carl said excitedly: "The moon god has come!"

"Will the moon god come tonight?" Karl tightly grasped the arm of the witch doctor.

His eyes were fanatical and full of anticipation, as if he was not the one who just ignored the witch doctor and ignored him.

The witch doctor was stunned for two seconds, and he soon became proud: "The moon god said that he will come."

"Don't touch it with that cloth!" Carl suddenly shouted at the steward who was about to put the butterfly away.

The steward was so frightened that his hands shook, and the butterfly fell from his hands.

Time seemed to stand still, and the butterfly landed on the stone at the steward's feet.

The crisp sound rang in everyone's ears like a bolt from the blue.

The butterfly is torn apart like a fragile piece of ice.

"It's broken..." someone whispered.

Karl had already rushed in front of the steward who had missed. He had a ferocious face, his facial features were almost together, and he slapped the steward hard. The steward was old and fell to the ground with just one slap.

"Do you know what you did?!" Karl yelled at him, "I will tell the lord about this, you are not worthy of being a steward, let alone a free citizen! You! And your parents and children should all be slaves !"

The steward who fell to the ground was flustered. He crawled to Karl's feet and stretched out his hand to pull Karl's trouser legs. He cried and begged: "I was wrong, it was my fault, Mr. Karl, don't do this, don't do this to me!"

"I have been doing things for the lord, I can give my life, don't let me become a slave, Lord Karl!"

Carl just kicked him to keep him away from him.

Carl walked over by himself, took out the handkerchief he carried with him, and wrapped up the "wreckage" of the butterfly.

"I have to see the lord right now." Carl didn't even plan to look at his nephew, "You take care of him."

He pointed to the steward crawling towards him.

The other stewards did not dare to intercede at all, they could only watch Karl leave with the witch doctor.

"I didn't do it on purpose... I didn't do it on purpose..." The steward who smashed the butterfly lay on the ground, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

He looked at the others as if asking for help: "You all heard that, right? It's Carl, and Carl yelled at me before I missed."

"Right? You all heard that, right?!"

But no one answered him.

Those in charge who had a good relationship with him even turned their heads and stopped looking at him.

Taking care of Hill in the wooden house, Som, who was waiting for Karl to come in, has not been able to see Karl come in.

Hill is not dead yet. I don't know whether it is his own fate or the medicine brought by the witch doctor is really helpful. His condition has not changed, but it has not improved, but he is only unconscious, and his personnel are unknown.

Som was a little anxious. He went to the door several times to look, only to see Karl leaving.

He couldn't believe it—Carl had abandoned his nephew? !

They are blood relatives!

Som turned his head to look at Hill, who was lying on the bed, and felt a sense of sadness for no reason.

He actually doesn't like Hill, who is arrogant and cruel, and often beats and scolds his companion.

But he was grateful to Hill, if not for Hill, he might have become a slave long ago.

His family has no money and no status. Even freedmen are the lowest category of freedmen. They always owe money to the lord, and they will never pay back. If Hill hadn't helped him, he would be Probably in the slave pile, working day and night.

Thom walked to the bed and looked down at Hill's pale face.

He wanted Hill to live.

If not, I hope he dies without pain.

As for himself...

Sam covered his face helplessly.

There was nothing he could do, perhaps his fate was to be a slave.

·

The broken glass butterfly enjoys the treatment it should not have as a modern handicraft. It is placed on the desk with a wool pad that is many times more valuable than it.

The lord didn't even dare to sit down, only dared to watch from the side. He exclaimed, "It's really a god. It's the god who turned the butterfly into ice."

Although it is unmelting ice, there are so many colors. Except for such a powerful god as the moon god, other gods such as the wind god and water god can't do it at all.

Carl said in a low voice, "Maybe we were touched by some animal or person before, and it was broken like this."

Although he threatened the steward just now, saying that he would make the other party a slave, he still kept it a secret in the end.

It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, it was purely because he was there at the time, and if the lord was angry, he couldn't run away.

The lord finally became curious: "You said, does the moon god really live on the moon?"

"Can he take us to the moon too?"

Although he said that the servants of the gods are also the slaves of the gods, but this is like the king's servant, you can't be one if you want to.

Karl: "If Lord Luna can see your sincerity, he will definitely take you away! After all, you are a great and noble person, different from ordinary people."

"I just don't know what Lord Moon God likes." The lord looked at the butterfly and said regretfully, "It would be great if I could see it intact."

Carl is also sorry.

The master and the servant discussed and found that the moon god was real, so they had to find a way to let the moon god see their sincerity.

"What's so great about going to the king's capital?" The lord snorted coldly. "If you go to the king's capital, you might not even have any land. How many nobles are there in the king's capital now? There is only one title, and you still have to rely on it for food."

Some small families are willing to support nobles, even down-and-out nobles, because they can also play the banner of nobles when they walk outside like this, which is considered mutual benefit.

As for the nobility, every year the king has to be canonized, the good land has long been occupied, and the poor land - which nobleman who is full and has nothing to do is willing to go to a place where the birds don't shit to be a lord?It's better to stay in the capital and wait to be raised.

The lord wanted to go to the capital because the land was really worthless.

The land is not fertile, and he can't grow much food. He can still eat meat and drink wine. It is entirely thanks to his grandfather and father, who have been hammering the bones of the common people for several generations, to save enough money for him to squander.

This squandering refers to eating meat every meal.

Many of the animal skin carpets in the stone house were damaged by moths, but they hadn't been replaced yet.

"Let the steward see what else is available in the warehouse." The lord felt a little uncomfortable, "This place is really too poor."

He doesn't have many valuable things, such as gold bowls, but Luna is definitely not short of gold.

God loves fine wine, but His wine is not really fine.

"Pick up the wine in the wine cellar." The lord looked at the butterfly bewilderedly, "Master Luna must see how pious I am! Even if I can't go to the moon with Luna, I still have to get his reward!"

Although the butterfly was broken, it was still valuable. He felt that if he gave this butterfly to a nobleman with a higher title, he might be able to exchange for a better territory.

But he dare not send it now, for fear of being discovered by Lord Moon God.

But if he gets the favor of the moon god, and the god bestows on him these treasures, he will get benefits beyond the imagination of countless people.

Maybe...he could become king!

Thinking of such a future, the lord became even more excited: "Quick! Let's see what else comes out!"

The chance to change your destiny is tonight.

·

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the stars were dim, but the fire was shining on the hillside. Countless people held up the torches, and they looked at the sky, eagerly waiting for the moon god to come.

The witch doctor was chanting, and he put a few feathers of an unknown bird on his head, and danced around the fire while chanting.

But no one thought his behavior was ridiculous, even the solemnly dressed lord looked at him seriously.

The lord wore the clothes he only wore when he attended important occasions, and the colorful clothes were covered with patterns.

Dyes were not easy to come by, and brightly colored dyes were even more difficult, and even hard to buy.

Even if you buy it, the clothes are also consumables, because the color will fade after two washes, and you can't see the color fading at all. You can only wipe it with a dry cloth after wearing it once, and then put it away carefully.

Until I really can't wear it, I will wash it and wear it as ordinary clothes.

Not far away, Ye Zhou was looking at the lord.

The comparison between the white and fat lord and the skinny slaves gathered in the distance is too tragic.

This lord doesn't look like a bad guy—he has a big nose, small eyes, and a round face. Although he isn't very good-looking, he has an inexplicably simple and honest look, which makes people think he should be an honest man with a good heart .

Ye Zhou asked softly, "Is everything ready?"

Chen Shu: "Ready."

Ye Zhou nodded: "Then let's start."

Zou Ming set off the fireworks not far away, and Chen Shu found a suitable place to hold the strong flashlight.

Ye Zhou winked at Zou Ming.

Zou Ming lit the fuse of the fireworks——

"The moon god hasn't come yet." The lord was a little tired from standing, but he didn't dare to sit until the moon god came.

Carl said quickly: "My lord, please don't sit down."

The lord sighed: "I know..."

As soon as he spoke, he was stunned by a loud noise, and at the same time as the loud noise came the blue flowers in the sky.

The lord looked up with everyone.

A huge blue spark blooms in the dark night, it is gorgeous and beautiful, it illuminates the night sky in an instant, and then disappears quickly.

But soon, the next flower blooms again—only this one is golden.

It is so beautiful, even more beautiful than a butterfly.

Loud noises continued, but people were no longer afraid. They looked up at the flower with the night as its canvas. It was so big and bright, as if at the moment it bloomed, all the haze in the world would dissipate. .

The lord opened his mouth slightly, and didn't even notice a bug flew in. He felt his scalp tingling, from head to toe.

The moment the last flower disappeared, a pure white light fell beside the cliff tree.

In the trance-like light, a figure stands in the light.

No one could see his figure clearly, and no one could see his face clearly.

But they all knew that it wasn't him, it was him.

It is the most noble god residence in the world, the god who will change their destiny.

With a "plop", the lord knelt down decisively.

He raised his arms and bowed down devoutly.

He also wants to kiss the toes of God if he can.

The lord's voice trembled: "Master Luna, I am your most devout believer!"

If it wasn't before, it is now.