Storm of Kings

The year of white fog has come, and the price of food has skyrocketed. It is no easy task for ordinary people to get fifty bags of grain and twenty fat pigs.

But for the Shen family, this little grain is sprinkling water, which can be transferred from any shop in the city.

Shen Biyu raised her head and laughed: "Hahaha, is that Zhou Lie? I remember your name. You taught this son a lesson. You must work hard in this life and don't let the offspring become humble. Laugh to death. Personally, maybe in your eyes that little food is more important than fate, but for this son, it is just a casual thing. This is the power of class, and cattle and sheep are always cattle and sheep."

The light and shadow revolved, and Shen Biyu disappeared. Before he left, he left a voice: "The grain will be delivered tomorrow morning, and you will stay in this yard for me. You are not allowed to go anywhere within five days."

The desolate courtyard returned to loneliness, and Zhou Lie stretched his waist and muttered: "Some people float higher and fall more fiercely. They are far less safe than being a frog at the bottom of a well. They actually underestimated fifty bags of grain and twenty fat pigs. In difficult years, it can buy your life."

As soon as the voice fell, someone said: "You don't have to wait until difficult years. With these grains and fat pigs, you can kill him tomorrow."

Uncle Chen didn't know when he sat up, his eyes were piercing, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

"Uncle, the busy people are waiting for you!" Zhou Lie said as he cleaned up his glasses, "Don't bother with this person. I wonder if there is a more detailed map from the Department of Shipping?"

"Of course there is, you wait, my uncle will show it to you."

Ten minutes later, the old man brought in a delicate wooden box with a spray pattern on the surface, and said with some remembrance: "You will go out in the future and see all kinds of boxes, such as this kind of wooden box. Don't open it at will. Of course, if you have someone who is skilled in mechanics or arithmetic, it is another matter. Optimistically, nine fingers should be pressed on specific waves one by one, and then slowly and hard to hear a sound of the machine, so that the box can be opened. "

As soon as the voice fell, only a "click" sound was heard, and the lid of the box automatically opened to both sides.

The old man took out a stack of old maps from the box, spread them out carefully, and pointed to a city sign and said: "This is the Yangliu, the boundary where we live. Legend has it that this place was called Zibo 700 years ago, and it suddenly became hot one day. As it rises, all the remaining buildings turned into lava, which burned for ninety-nine-eighty-one days, as if the sun had fallen and turned into a river. Later generations rebuilt the city in the ashes, and the sun is named after it."

"All turned into lava? Uncle knows the specific time?" Zhou Lie became cautious.

The old man gave Zhou Lie a strange look, then shook his head and said, "It's been so long, and now there are only some legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Who cares about how the ruins burned 700 years ago? Many places have been removed from the map. Erase it, but there are also ancient cities that are almost intact, but my uncle has never been there."

"Oh? There is such a place?" Zhou Lie felt his breathing become quicker.

"Hahaha...cough...cough..."

The old man laughed and coughed and said: "Uncle heard it, your kid is particularly obsessed with the legendary glory days. Just like me at the beginning, I like to collect antiquities and find them very incredible. You can go to Yuxi if you have the opportunity in the future. An extremely lucky place, it is said that it has escaped most of the disasters and is one of the five major cities today.

"The five major cities? Where are the other four cities?" Zhou Lie was curious about the baby, and questions came up one after another.

The old man smiled slightly and pointed to the east, west, south, and north, preaching: "The other four capitals are Fubo in the East, Jietian in the West, Imperial Light in the South, and Army in the North. Together with Yuxi, they are the five capitals of today, each of them. There are three provinces under its jurisdiction."

"Shandong, Jiangsu, and Anhui were merged into Donghai Province seven hundred years ago. Hubei, Hunan, and Chongqing were merged into Dongbu Province. Zhejiang, Jiangxi, and Fujian were merged into Dongze Province. These are the three provinces under Fubo City.

"I heard people say that although the map seven hundred years ago was very detailed and detailed, our world has already tilted, so we can't copy it when we lock the geographic location."

"In addition, after the catastrophe, China's territory has not been reduced, but has expanded a lot. Those small countries in Fanbang, the destruction that should be destroyed, the harvest that should be harvested, have long ceased to exist."

"Therefore, at least one-third of the entire world belongs to China! And those families are expanding outward every year. The East China Sea Province is near the sea, and if you want to expand, you can only enter the sea, so there is Shibosi. However, this trend is rising fast , It fell quickly."

"As a result, Donghai Province is gradually declining. Some families moved out of the clan, so that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. If you have a chance in the future, you must go for a walk, to the north and to the south to take a look."

"Ah...cough...I have been to several places, where the customs are completely different from the Yangliu..."

The old man had a strong talk, and Zhou Lie was also very willing to listen to things outside. The old and the young were chatting with the flickering lights until midnight.

By daybreak, Shen Biyu was still talking, and ordered to send fifty bags of grain and twenty fat pigs. This was the sealing fee.

The deserted courtyard suddenly became lively, and twenty fat pigs ran around.Uncle Chen chuckled as he watched, and didn't mean to restrain them at all.

Zhou Lie woke up in a burst of noisy shouts.

He rubbed his eyes and looked into the courtyard through the broken window, only to see two ugly men and three old women with different appearances pulling Uncle Chen and yelling.

"Old Chen, you see that you have junior filial piety, food and pigs, we are in a miserable situation, the little food that we usually save is not enough to eat. How can these old arms and legs resist the toss of the white fog? , The consequences of arrogant vitality...Look at what you look like now, it's scary. As the saying goes, having blessings and sharing difficulties, you won't just watch us go out of the city desperately?"

"Hehe..." Uncle Chen was swayed from side to side, and said with a smile: "Don't fudge the old man, you just dig a hole for yourself in the disaster year, and you can just jump into hibernation and it will be over? It's a waste of food. . Besides, this food is not mine. If you want to live a good life, you can change it."

At this time, the old woman in the colorful clothes next to him pinched Uncle Chen, and the spit and stars were flying all over the sky: "You are immortal, half of your leg stepped into the coffin, and you have to calculate something like my old mother. Okay, today my old mother is bleeding. Just stay here. Thirty-two golden sunflowers, take it, don’t thank you."

"Grandma Xuan, when did you become so generous?" The shortest old woman sneered: "Thirty-two flowers! It won't be collected from the half-baked golden sunflower field last time, right?"

"My old mother brought me back to ripen, Lao Chen's younger generation is my grandmother Xuan's younger generation, and no one can harm him."

The third old woman said, "It sounds like you and Lao Chen are in the same family. If you want to live a good life, you can exchange it with something real. The red feathers on Fuxi bird are good for this meeting?"