The Nameless of the Common Clans

Name: Chen Mo

Fate: 10 (the initial destiny of a normal person, natural disasters and man-made disasters will reduce the number of lives, and the improvement of status can increase the number of lives)

Luck: 10 (the lowest luck for normal people. If luck is lower than the minimum value, people's luck will continue to get worse)

Money owned: 7 five baht coins

Life skills: Farming lv7, Manure making lv6

Combat skills: none

Commander-in-Chief Skills: None

Scratching his head, Chen Mo used a branch to draw the words 0, 1, 2, 3...9 on the ground. Regarding the magical thing that appeared in his mind, Chen Mo didn't know what it was, but based on the research in the past three years, there are When I asked my mother about the symptoms, I found that these should be numbers. From nine upwards, there are various combinations. For example, 10 represents ten, 11 represents eleven, 20 represents twenty, and so on, endlessly.

For Chen Mo, who couldn't read a lot of Chinese characters, he felt that he was already great if he could figure out these things by asking here and there and thinking on his own.

However, he had seen the accountant Wu in the village who kept accounts, and it seemed that he did not use these things. He once told people that he had such things in his mind, but no one believed them. As time went by, Chen Mo stopped saying more. , Chen Mo, who was only nine years old, didn't know much about it, but he gradually understood that the strange information in his mind didn't seem to be available to everyone.

After a long time, Chen Mo looked at the sky. The weeds in the field had been hoeed and new fertilizer had been applied. He picked up his basket and walked back.

"Yo~ Shi Lang is back~" When he returned to the village, he saw several farmers who had also returned from farming saying hello to him.

Dung Man is Chen Mo's nickname. When Chen Mo was a child, his name was Chen Ergou. Of course, he is not very old now. Ever since he discovered that the inexplicable things in his mind had all kinds of miraculous powers, Chen Mo felt that he was different from others, and he began to resist this name. , My mother couldn't resist him. I heard that she got the name Mo after begging my family.

Well, in terms of background, Chen Mo is actually considered a descendant of an aristocratic family. The Chen family in Huaipu is very famous. His ancestors also had three-level figures. Chen Gui, who is now very famous, should be called his uncle based on his seniority. .

However, the relationship between the two families is a bit distant. Although it is in the family tree, Chen Mo's branch goes back further. The then Taiwei Chen Qiu was the elder brother of his grandfather Chen Qiong. However, Chen Qiong was a concubine, so the highest position in his life was A county magistrate, now three generations later, his father was not even recommended as Xiaolian back then. This common people basically did not interact with the main family much. Even the name seemed to have the meaning of charity, which made Chen Mo's heart Indescribably awkward.

However, the name Chen Mo was not accepted by everyone in the village, and more people called him Ergou or Dung Man. As for the reason, my mother said that it was related to the manure.

It is not a secret that irrigating the ground with dry manure after some treatment can make crops grow better. People have started to use this method to irrigate the ground a long time ago. As for how long, Chen Mo didn’t know. From the time he became sensible, he followed When my mother and fellow villagers were learning to farm, this seemed to have become common sense.

However, since this thing appeared in my mind, every once in a while, I would get some information about farming or manure production inexplicably. When I was about six years old, my mother became ill from overwork, and six-year-old Chen Mo began to follow the adults. We went to the fields together, carrying small hoes, and learned to farm in a meticulous manner. Every once in a while, the symbols behind the farming and manure production in the life skills would change, and with each change, some information would appear.

When he was seven years old, Chen Mo began to try to make his own manure. Based on the information in his mind, he collected a large number of livestock manure and after drying, fermentation and other processes, the manure produced became somewhat different. That year, the Chen family's The field harvest was 10% more than in previous years, but it was still because Chen Mo was young and weak.

In the second year, when Chen Mo was eight years old, due to the improvement of his life, Chen Mo's strength also increased a lot from the years of farming. He produced more manure, cultivated the land faster, and the harvest was more than Last year there was an increase of 30%, and the Chen family's life also improved. Chen Mo even exchanged food for money and asked someone to invite doctors from the county to treat his mother.

However, because he makes manure all year round, even during the slack season in winter, Chen Mo will collect manure to prepare for farming in the coming year, so he is known as the manure man.

He didn't like this title. At first, Chen Mo would compete with others, but as time went by, Chen Mo became numb. It didn't matter what the name was, as long as he could live a good life and let his mother enjoy some blessings.

"Uncle Zhang is back?" Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he saw the farmer, he trotted up to him and said excitedly: "Uncle Zhang, tell me about the things in the city~"

For Chen Mo, who has lived here since childhood, the county town is a bit far away for him, and he is more curious. Although he hired the doctor who treated his mother, he didn't understand anything at the time, and he was worried. With his mother's condition, he has no time to remember that. I heard that everything is available in the city and people can eat chicken eggs every day. For Chen Mo, being able to eat chicken eggs every day is the life that people in the county should have. Because of this, I yearn for the county seat very much.

"That's it." Uncle Zhang and Chen Mo are neighbors. After bidding farewell to several companions, he did not go back. He sat on the wooden pier at the door and said, "But recently, a few gods came to the city to distribute talisman water. , Boy, if you go tomorrow, maybe you can meet her and ask for a bowl of talisman water for your mother, maybe her body bones will be healed. "

"Uncle Zhang, are there really gods in this world?" Chen Mo looked at Uncle Zhang and asked curiously.

"Yes." Uncle Zhang nodded and said, "Have you heard of the Great Sage Master? He should be considered a god."

The Great Sage Master was already very famous when Chen Mo began to remember things, but Chen Mo had never seen him, but he was heard to be a person who could call the wind and rain and turn beans into soldiers. At this moment, when he heard Uncle Zhang say that, he couldn't help but nodded: "The Great Sage Master is a god?"

"Of course." Uncle Zhang nodded as a matter of course.

"The Great Sage Master is in Xia Qiu!?" Chen Mo's eyes suddenly lit up and asked. If it was the Great Sage Master, he might know whether the mysterious existence in his mind was a god.

"Of course not, the Great Sage Master is very busy." Uncle Zhang shook his head: "The one who came was his disciple, named Lei Gong, a disciple of a god, so he is naturally considered half a god."

The disciple of a god is also a god?

Chen Mo nodded in ignorance, as if it made some sense, but also seemed not quite right...

"Tomorrow, the village head and his men are going to the county on official business. You go and ask the village head to take you with them." Uncle Zhang smiled.

"Oh." Chen Mo smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang, I'll go back first."

He was now impatient to follow the village head, Aweng, to the county to see the gods.

"Go!" Uncle Zhang waved his hand, watching Chen Mo running away with a small backpack, but sighed in his heart. Chen's mother lost her husband early in her life, and it was not easy for her to raise little Chen Mo alone, but now in this village, most people actually envy Chen's mother for having such a sensible, capable and smart son.

Thinking of his son who was only half a year older than Chen Mo, but was still robbing bird nests with others every day, Uncle Zhang suddenly had the urge to go back and beat this kid up.

Look at him, he started to work in the fields at the age of six, and he worked in the fields with everyone when he was seven. Now he is nine years old. Although he is jokingly called a dung man, he is already the main laborer in the family.

There is no comparison!

Uncle Zhang shook his head, stood up, patted his butt and walked back...

The new book opened on time, wishing everyone a happy new year!