When Chen Nian opened his eyes, he found himself in a dilapidated old house.

It was covered with a thin quilt, but when I put my hand on it, the quilt seemed to be a little wet. I knocked on the wall and there was some moss on it. It must have been caused by this later.

It seems that this is my home this time.

I will probably spend the next few years here.

Although the house is dilapidated, this is not a problem. The main problem is...

Chen Nian discovered the furnishings in his home...

The wooden boxes, wooden tables, wooden benches, and even the ground have no certificates. At first glance, it looks like hard ground.

This made Chen Nian couldn't help but look at the window.

Okay.

Papery.

The sky is overcast outside and I can't tell what time it is.

Chen Nian was about to get up, put on his clothes and go out to take a look, but when he picked up his clothes from beside the pillow and unfolded them, he was shocked on the spot!

"Are these...my pants?"

Because Chen Nian discovered that these pants of his... were actually a pair of crotchless pants!

How to wear this?

If you go out wearing this, you will be beaten to death with sticks!

Afterwards, Chen Nian began to rummage around at home and found a needle, thread, and scissors. Finally, it took him an hour to finally make a pair of shorts that were not quite decent.

Of course, the price is a pair of pants.

This is one of only two pairs of trousers that have aged well.

Although it doesn't fit that well, it does feel much better after wearing it.

At this time, Chen Nian began to think about the era he lived in.

Based on this dress, it is easy to infer that it is from ancient times.

summer.

Chen Nian searched his mind and finally learned such a piece of information.

Of course, this summer is different from the history I know.

Chen Nian did not delve into these things. What Chen had always known about history was what a normal person should know, and he had not studied it too much.

Moreover, Chen Nian now has another identity, that is, a tofu seller.

Although the family is poor, fortunately there is a front house outside this dilapidated yard where they can sell tofu.

In addition to retailing every day, Chen Nian also goes to a temple about two miles away from his home to deliver tofu.

This kind of aging work is acceptable, after all, I really know how to make tofu and age it.

But the tofu I’m going to use today was already prepared yesterday.

After a while, Chen Nian pushed a shabby car and headed towards the temple in the direction he remembered.

"Hey, isn't this our Tofu Xi Shi Gong? Are you going to deliver tofu again?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from my ear.

\bChen Nian raised his head and saw a cargo man carrying a load looking at him with a smile.

This person knew me before.

And we have a pretty good relationship, and we often joke around when we meet.

"Please call me Dou Lang." Immediately, Chen Nian said sternly, correcting the other party's mistake in the title, "I am going to deliver Dou Fu now."

As Chen Nian spoke, he looked at the pole he was carrying.

The cargo man is also the legendary salesman.

A carrying pole walks through the streets, and their customers range from ninety-nine to ninety-nine to those who can barely walk. They sell wooden sewing boxes, second-hand jewelry, socks and cloth shoes, kite brooms, dustpans and fans, toys that are meant to deceive children, etc...

Chen Nian even saw a large vase on the other party's pole.

I don't know where they were collected from.

Suddenly Chen Nian continued: "By the way, today is my birthday. We have known each other for so long, but you still don't give me a gift."

"What do you want?" said the salesman.

"I..." Chen Nian couldn't stop scanning the other party's pole, and finally reached out to pick it up. From the top, there was a rattle with some paint peeling off on the edge, "This is it, thank you Brother Zhang,

I still have things to do, please take my leave."

"rise!"

Chen Nian shouted, picked up the cart and headed towards the temple.

The movement was so swift that even before Salesman Zhang had time to react, Chen Nian had already slipped out three meters away.

The rattle is not very valuable, and it is an old one, so it only costs five cents to sell it.

After all, he got it back with two copper coins.

Looking at Chen Nian's back, Zhang Merchant couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and shouted: "I'll give you another gift. Today, in the peach garden in the south of Youshi City, Little Peony will perform there. If you go, tell me your name, and I'll treat you to it."

Got it!"

...

Chen Nian pushed the cart all the way to the outside of a temple and looked up.

【Tianning Temple】

However, Chen Nian did not enter through the front door. After all, he was a tofu-delivery person, so he had to enter through the back door.

After walking around for a long time, he came to the back door on the south side and knocked on the door.

Soon, a young monk poked his head out, saw that it was Chen Nian, and immediately opened the door to let Chen Nian in.

After entering, the bamboo path is winding. Looking up, you will see the majestic Zizhong Hall not far away, with octagonal eaves, dignified shape, simple and rough, and grand momentum.

The halls stretch on both sides, and one of the pagodas is particularly conspicuous. From a modern perspective, this pagoda is also very beautiful. It is luxurious but not complicated, simple and grand. Although it does not have the beauty of carved beams and painted buildings, it has

The antique charm exudes a solemn atmosphere.

Even now, I still don’t know who my target person is.

But at this moment, Chen Nian already wanted to become a monk.

After all, it would be great to live in a place like this.

All the way to the kitchen, after putting down the tofu, the young monk paid for today's tofu, and Chen Nian asked curiously.

"Can I go to the Main Hall to pay my respects?"

The young monk thought for a moment, then clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, please follow me."

After Chen Nian followed him outside the main hall, the young monk left. Before leaving, he told Chen Nian: "After the donor has finished worshiping Buddha later, you can just take back the wooden cart by yourself."

Climbing up the steps, I couldn't help but touch the stone handrails on both sides as I walked.

It's cool to start with and beautifully made.

However, this thing is not worth having many plates, after all, it is a Buddhist object.

However, at the door of Chennian Hall, someone suddenly heard voices coming from inside.

"Master, I want to take a look at my marriage."

Chen Nian was curious and walked quietly inside. He glanced to the right and found a man dressed like a scholar there who was telling fortunes.

Chen Nian came to the futon, worshiped and listened with pricked up ears, mainly because he wanted to know how the monks of this era would answer.

"Amitabha, I'm sorry, the donor, the poor monk can't see it, but if the owner wants to ask for a marriage, he might as well worship Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Thank you, master, for your advice."

The scholar's voice seemed a little disappointed, obviously he didn't get the answer he wanted.

The aging ceremony is also over at this time.

Looking at the other person's distracted and depressed look, I couldn't understand why this little brother was so worried about his marriage.

Could it be that he has a crush on someone else?

Licking the dog!

So Chen Nian thought about it, walked to the other party, and comforted him with a tone of experience:
Chapter completed!