The worst time travel, surviving seven years of famine

At this time, Old Man Gu and Gu Liang were completely free.

Gu Liang was bored because he was not familiar with the place and Gu Boxi also told him that outsiders were not allowed to enter many places. Gu Liang could only look at Old Man Gu.

"Grandpa, I'm bored. Let's go to the town. I haven't been here yet." Gu Liang couldn't stand it anymore, so he pestered Old Man Gu to go out and play.

Old Man Gu probably felt a little bored, or maybe he wanted to go around Lotus Town like Gu Liang, so he nodded in agreement.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Liang and Gu Lao Han came to the street. Most of the shops on the street mainly sell pottery. There are all kinds of pottery of different sizes and shapes, which are so delicious that they are overwhelmed.

Guanyao Town is indeed a big town. Even in the afternoon, there are many people coming and going, unlike Lianhua Town, where only a few people are left on the street in the afternoon.

At this time, Gu Lao Han was attracted by an iron shop and led Gu Liang inside. Although it is late spring now, the weather is still comfortable. Entering this iron shop, it is so hot that people feel like sweating.

This iron shop is much larger than the one in Lianhua Town, and there are more finished products hanging on the wall than in his own town. Gu Lao Han observed it and felt that the quality was very good, so he wanted to make a hatchet for his family. His family has been using it for many years, and there are not enough hatchets for many men in the family.

Gu Lao Han discussed with the boss and wanted to hammer one now, but it would take a long time, so Gu Lao Han supervised on the side.

This just happened to give Gu Liang an excuse to leave alone.

Gu Liang came to the street alone, found a remote corner, took out two taels of silver, and kept the last tael for backup.

That's right, he planned to buy all the food with the two taels and store it in the space. After all, silver can't fill your stomach. Only when you change it into food and store it until you are scared, Gu Liang will feel at ease.

There are more grain stores in this town than in his own town, and they are divided into more detailed categories. There are those who sell rice, those who sell grains, and those who sell beans, and of course, there are those who sell everything.

Gu Liang entered a grain store with relatively more customers. Naturally, as a ten-year-old child, Gu Liang was automatically ignored again.

Until Gu Liang showed the silver, those who would rather doze off at the counter than serve Gu Liang immediately surrounded him like a cat seeing a mouse.

"Hey, young man, my name is Zhang Erdan, what do you want to buy?"

"Zhang Erdan, how can you talk to this young master like that? Young master, just call me Xiao Lizi, what do you want?"

"Young master, we sell everything in our store, I will serve you."

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Looking at this group of increasingly exaggerated shop assistants, Gu Liang quickly asked them to stop. He chose a slightly pleasing waiter to serve him.

"Young master, just call me Xiao Lizi, what do you want to buy? Rice, rice, millet, sorghum, coarse noodles... we have them all here," Xiao Lizi said flatteringly.

Gu Liang looked at the behavior of the shop assistant named Xiao Lizi and felt that he should not be in the store, but in the palace. He was a "good material" around Cixi, so Gu Liang pinched his throat and said: "Xiao Lizi, I... No, I want to buy rice. How much is a pound of brown rice and refined rice here?"

"Reply to the young master, our brown rice is three cents a pound, and refined rice is 40 cents a pound. If you buy a lot, Xiao Lizi can also discuss with the shopkeeper and give you an extra discount." Although Xiao Lizi didn't understand why Gu Liang suddenly pinched his throat to speak, he still replied flatteringly.

Gu Liang thought: "Three coins per catty, I have two taels for a total of two thousand coins, I can buy more than six hundred catties at most."

Seeing that this little Lizi didn't understand his joke, Gu Liang didn't pinch his broken throat, and restored his original voice and said: "Buy five hundred catties of brown rice first, and put it in a sack for me."

After hearing what Gu Liang said, Little Lizi was overjoyed, and consciously felt that his flattery was not wrong, and he actually got a big customer. After all, in this day and age, except for the landlord, who would buy hundreds of catties of grain at once, and the landlord's business is not for a small shrimp like me.

"Okay, sir, please follow me to the backyard granary to check the grain."

After Gu Liang bought six hundred catties of coarse grains and asked the clerk to transport them to a remote alley for him, he quickly put them into the space when no one was around, a full ten sacks.

After doing all this, Gu Liang felt that he had traveled to ancient times for so long, and now he felt a little safe.

There were 700 jin of rice in the front space, 1,000 cups of water in the bamboo tube, and wild vegetables such as wild water celery, bamboo shoots, purslane, shepherd's purse, fern, dandelion, wild lettuce, etc., each weighing more than 10 jin. All of these together could basically satisfy Gu Liang's food supply for more than a year.

Two taels of silver bought 600 jin of coarse grains, and there were still 200 copper coins left, and Gu Liang was ready to spend them all. The idea of ​​using sugar to exchange wild vegetables last time was indeed a good idea, and Gu Liang was ready to use all the money to buy sugar.

When he arrived at the sugar shop in the town, Gu Liang bought more than four jin of maltose for a total of 120 wen, and then used the remaining sugar to buy sesame candy, sesame candy, bean yellow candy, bayberry candy, nepeta candy and other candies. He bought a little of each, wrapped them separately with oil paper, and held them in his hands.

He had bought everything he needed and spent all the money. After Gu Liang put the things into the space, he went to find his grandfather while chewing maltose in his mouth.

At this time, the hatchet that Old Man Gu was making was being quenched. When Gu Liang just arrived, the quenching steam exploded, and Gu Liang was almost choked to death by the sugar.

When the hatchet was finished, the sun was about to set. The sky in the distance formed a sunset glow, a piece of red light, and even the boss of the blacksmith shop said it was a good omen, and the knife made the world cry. Old Man Gu was so amused that he took out the money without hesitation.

After doing all this, Old Man Gu and Gu Liang returned to the Guanjia Kiln Factory. In the afternoon, Gu Liang's uncle Gu Boxi told them that they would prepare meals here in the evening, so Old Man Gu and the others did not eat outside.

After dinner in the evening, Gu Liang and the other two went to bed early because they had nothing to do. Since it was still early, Gu Liang and his third uncle chatted on the bed.

Gu Liang asked, "Uncle San, is it hard here?"

Gu Boxi sighed and said, "Of course it is hard. I do physical labor every day. I work as soon as I open my eyes. Don't come to my place in the future."

Gu Liang asked puzzledly, "Is it so tiring? Is it more tiring than farming?"

Gu Boxi nodded.

"Then why don't you go home? You will be exhausted if you work like this." Gu Liang, a modern man, thinks that work is for living. If a job is tiring, it is better not to do it. (Author's os: It seems that you also traveled through time and space out of exhaustion)

When Old Man Gu heard Gu Liang's question, he couldn't help but say, "What do you know, kid? Your Third Uncle is learning a skill as an apprentice. With a skill, he won't be afraid of having no food to eat. Your Second Uncle is the only one in our village who can have such a big factory. People in the village are so envious."

Although Old Man Gu felt sorry for his son, he didn't want his son to lose a good opportunity, so he turned to Gu Boxi and said, "Son, we have to work hard. Ah, we have survived for three years. I see that your manager is optimistic about you. Just hold on for a while and learn a skill."

Gu Boxi's face was expressionless. Perhaps the appearance of his family made him feel a little sad and longing. He answered without comment: "Dad, I know."

Gu Liang didn't understand the rules of these apprentices in ancient times. He thought that he should have learned enough in three years, so he asked excitedly: "Uncle San, you have been an apprentice for three years. Have you learned enough? Can you become a master in another year or two?"

"Yes, Xier, you should have learned enough. Others say that it takes three years to learn skills and five years to become a master. You have been a master for more than three years." Old Man Gu couldn't help asking

Gu Liang's question directly hit Gu Boxi's heart. He was an apprentice for three years, without monthly salary. Most of the work he did every day was basic physical work such as carrying water and mud and stepping on mud. He had never done the work of throwing pottery, making pottery and firing pottery. And according to the original promise, he could even learn the skills of porcelain making as an apprentice here. If he learned it, he could earn more than 20 taels of silver a year.

He once thought that he was very skilled in making clay, and told the manager that he wanted to learn how to make clay, but the manager always told him that learning skills should be done step by step, so he had no choice but to give up and learn secretly in his spare time.

Although he himself was puzzled, Gu Boxi trusted Manager Wang very much and never doubted him.

Gu Boxi hesitated and finally answered truthfully: "Dad, I am still learning about clay making. The manager said that I should learn the skills step by step and not rush for success."

After hearing this, Old Man Gu nodded and said, "Your manager is right. You can't be impetuous when learning skills. Don't be impatient. I see that your manager Wang thinks highly of you. Your father is very happy for you."

At this moment, Gu Liang felt something was wrong. He muttered in his mind, "How can an apprentice still do heavy work every day after three years of learning? Isn't this just being a laborer, not a complainer?"

Although Gu Liang spoke softly, Gu Boxi still heard it, and his heart was already rippled.

Old Man Gu

Han was old and had poor hearing, so he didn't hear what Gu Liang said. He thought it was late at night, so he told Gu Liang to go to bed early because his uncle had to go to work the next day.