Chapter 083

The relationship between husband and wife is actually like playing a game.

Some people are good at food and love to play, but some people are addicted to food and have poor skills.

Some people are just the opposite, putting their hands in their pockets and never knowing what an opponent is.

Xiang Hui is exactly the kind of person who is good at food and loves to play, but is addicted to food and has poor skills. The most important thing is that she still gets killed every time.

Less than ten minutes after the battle started, Xiang Hui couldn't hold on anymore: "Did you take medicine?"

"When have you seen me take medicine?"

"Then how did you...ouch!"

Xiang Hui was also very curious. Cheng Shijie's physical fitness turned out to be very poor. He would sweat profusely every time, as if he had been washed with water. She reached out to touch Cheng Shijie's forehead and found that Cheng Shijie didn't sweat at all. What's even more strange is that she is now

It felt like Cheng Shijie had become a different person.

Xiang Hui subconsciously turned on the bedside lamp.

"What are you doing?"

"I...I...want to...see...who...you...are!"

Under the light, Xiang Hui saw Cheng Shijie clearly. Although Cheng Shijie had lost a lot of weight, his face shape had also changed drastically. His original double chin had now become a sharp chin.

As the face becomes smaller, the eyes become larger.

Although he repeatedly begged Hui for mercy, Cheng Shijie refused to give in.

When Xiang Hui turned into a ball of mud, a sudden voice sounded: "Mom, you wet the bed..."

Cheng Shijie quickly turned off the lights. The scene at this time was a bit inappropriate for children.

Xiang Hui wished he could find a crack in the ground and drill into it.

Cheng Shijie picked up the quilt, covered his head, and pretended to snore.

Cheng Jiayue lowered her voice: "Shh...sh, mom, I won't tell dad that you wet the bed. Tomorrow, you will say that it was Jiayue who wet the bed..."

Xiang Hui felt that her face was hot, and she stretched out her hand to twist Cheng Shijie's flesh hard.

Not to mention, when she was obese, she couldn't twist the fat on Cheng Shijie's body at all. As the fat on Cheng Shijie's body decreased, the skin became loose, so it was easier to twist it.

"hiss……"

Cheng Shijie was in pain and said hurriedly: "Stop, stop, let me tell you something!"

"Say it!"

"Honey, I can run to tomorrow morning!"

"Six hundred years ago?"

"No, it was more than three hundred years ago!"

"What are you doing in the Ming Dynasty? Become the emperor and sit on the throne?"

Xiang Hui simply didn't believe a word Cheng Shijie said now: "Are you having a great Spring and Autumn Dream?"

"I'm serious. Now I'm in the Chongzhen Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty and I'm the deputy commander-in-chief of the Ning Navy!"

"Hey, deputy commander-in-chief, how big an officer is this?"

"From the second level of martial arts!"

"Then did you marry three wives and four concubines in the Ming Dynasty?"

"Three wives and four concubines, we have to talk about this. There have never been three wives and four concubines in ancient China, even though it is recorded in the Book of Rites that the emperor had six palaces, three wives, nine concubines, twenty-seven wives, and eighty-one royal wives.

, but there will always be only one wife and husband!"

Cheng Shijie decided to do some popular science for Xiang Hui: "According to the Ming Dynasty, officials and citizens must be over forty and childless before they can take concubines. Violators will be punished with a cane of forty. However, the social sanitary conditions at that time were poor, and babies were easy to die.

Therefore, this law is not enforced, and it is a tacit attitude. Just like motorcycles, they cannot enter the city, but outside the city, farmers can still drive them and buy and sell them freely!"

Xiang Hui hugged Cheng Jiayue and said, "How many concubines have you taken? Do you want to give up your seat in my big house?"

"It is a grave sin to spoil your concubine and destroy your wife!"

"Hurry up and take in concubines, preferably four. They all have to listen to me. One washes clothes, one cooks, one cleans, and one takes care of the children..."

Cheng Shijie said: "I'm serious..."

As a result, when I looked at Hui again, she was already asleep.

"I'm serious, why don't you believe it?"

Cheng Shijie thought for a while, as long as he is a person with higher education, even a junior college is barely considered higher education, he should not believe himself, no, he must bring back evidence!"

Cheng Shijie decided to bring a digital camera, record a video of the Ming Dynasty, and bring back some gold.

Cheng Shijie was no longer sleepy. As he lost weight, his energy was getting better and better. Cheng Shijie got up, put on his clothes, came to the living room, turned on the computer, and searched for how to solve the problem of military power. This search did not matter, it really made him happy.

Cheng Shijie found out about the controllable behavior in an online novel.

In the novel "I Have an Apartment in the Late Ming Dynasty", the author Jun writes about how to control military power. There are three main issues. In order to prevent officers at all levels from working together, the protagonist set up a bank and deposited all soldiers' military pay into

In personal accounts, soldiers can take their own bankbooks and go to the bank to withdraw money themselves.

In this way, how much money can soldiers get every month, and officers can no longer be corrupted?

Furthermore, the Soldiers' Committee was established. This is an organization composed purely of soldiers. It is established within the entire army and is responsible for supervising whether officers have neglected their duties and whether they have defected to the enemy. Supervision alone is not enough. A Military Justice Department has also been established to be responsible for dual supervision.

Finally, a system of guidance, instruction, and supervisors was established, which was like a political commissar system responsible for supervision. This way, officers could avoid disloyalty.

In Cheng Shijie's view, this is actually the author's wishful thinking, and is actually not feasible. It does not mean that setting up a position can play a supervisory role. The main thing is that people have selfish motives.

So how to solve this problem? In fact, later on, the author asked the protagonist to establish the Industrial Party. Seeing this, Cheng Shijie understood that the party's experience and lessons are thought-provoking and can be used as a reference.

Cheng Shijie decided to buy a few computers first and use them to manage Ning Haijun's military pay distribution work. However, the bank's operating system was actually not efficient. This was set up deliberately by the bank in order to appear that there were many people in its branches.

Anyone who has been to a bank to handle business knows how troublesome it is to handle a small matter.

Complicating simple problems is an unspoken rule in China's insurance, banking and financial industries. After working for a long time, Cheng Shijie fell asleep on the sofa unknowingly. When he woke up again, he found that his face was itchy.

.

When Cheng Shijie opened his eyes, he found Cheng Jiayue holding a watercolor pen and painting on his face.

"Jiayue!"

"ah……"

Cheng Jiayue got off the sofa and ran toward the bedroom with her short legs. Cheng Shijie was afraid that Cheng Jiayue would fall, so he did not chase her.

Cheng Shijie came to the bathroom mirror and found that his face had been smeared to look like a tabby cat. He quickly took the soap and began to rub his face vigorously.

At this time, Xiang Hui walked into the bathroom and took away the mop: "Master General, why don't you become the emperor? There are nine concubines and seventy-two concubines in the three palaces, six courtyards..."

Cheng Shijie said seriously: "Being an emperor is not too difficult for me."

"Hmph, then when I see you, do I have to call you the emperor? Is that polite of me, my concubine?"

"That's a term only used by Tatars!"

Cheng Shijie said: "Da Ming, I don't like to be called that..."

"Do you really think of yourself as an emperor?"

Xiang Hui said: "Then... bring your eunuchs and maids over and clean your palace. I have never seen such a shabby palace..."

"All right!"

Cheng Shijie did not lose his temper with Xiang Hui. After breakfast, Cheng Jialong went to school by himself, and the family of three went to the scrap collection station. When they arrived at the scrap collection station, there were actually several electric three-wheelers lining up at the door, ready to go.

Selling junk.

Xiang Hui got busy, while Cheng Jiayue greeted the familiar purchaser.

Everything is so harmonious.

Cheng Shijie saw a scattered car radio in the waste collection compound and asked Jiang Wenhua: "Uncle Wenhua, can this radio be used?"

"I haven't read it yet, I'll tell you later!"

"Recently, a collector is buying radio stations. Please tell these scrap collectors and let them pay attention. The other party is offering two thousand yuan. If there is a price increase, we will also have it!"

"Can this piece of shit be worth so much?"

“We don’t understand the world of rich people!”

Cheng Shijie is very helpless. Recently, there seems to be a crackdown on the Internet. Many things cannot be purchased. Outdoor products are very easy to buy. Not to mention crossbows, bows, stun guns and other armors, anti-stab suits and night vision devices have all been removed from the shelves.

Now we can only find solutions among the scraps. Many people think that it is easy to do anything. In fact, when there is no money and no connections, Cheng Shijie does not dare to sell antiques. In fact, very few Chinese antiques are passed down from family.

Ninety-nine of the sources are from tomb robbing.

The transaction of antiques, calligraphy and paintings without collection procedures was reported every minute. When Cheng Shijie sold gold, he always went to other places to buy it from less formal gold shops. The other party's buttocks were not clean, so he didn't dare

Play black.

Cheng Shijie bought two antique clocks from the scrapyard. After repairs, they can still run. It doesn't matter whether the time is accurate. With these two clocks, he should be able to sell them for a lot of money.
To be continued...