The language barrier did not have much impact on Zhou Shixiong. He had long known that China was fundamentally a multilingual country. If language was divided into races, it would be divided into one village in two different villages, and there was nothing to make a fuss about.

The brothers of the two brothers started to steer the row with bamboo poles. The younger brother took out a piece of dried fish from the shack on the wooden raft and handed it to Zhou Shixiong. Zhou Shixiong looked left and right with the hard dried fish, but couldn't find a way to eat it. In the end, the younger brother couldn't see it and took it back and tore off one and handed it to Zhou Shixiong, so that he could understand how to eat it. Although the dried fish had no seasoning, Zhou Shixiong ate it with relish. One was hungry, and the other was that the dried fish tasted very fresh, and the little fishy smell was ignored.

Zhou Shixiong ate four pieces of dried fish in a row and completely cleared the two brothers' supper. He could already see the village by the river. The fourth brother was standing behind him. He felt so uncomfortable when he watched Zhou Shixiong eat their supper bite by bit. But his younger brother was getting happier, as if the white meat man ate the better. He could only hold his dissatisfaction in his heart.

Although I don’t know the old saying in the Central Plains is that eating people is short-speaking and rude, the smart guy knows that the more people receive their own favors, the greater the benefits they get.

Stepping onto the simple small pier by the river, Zhou Shixiong looked at the mountain village in front of him with confusion. This is too simple! Is there really such a poor place in China? The location of the mountain village is very good, surrounded by mountains and rivers. If a tourist comes here, he will definitely be very happy. The scenery is absolutely beautiful, the air is absolutely fresh, but there is not even a piece of arable land in a village. Is this an ethnic cultural village, and I live by selling my skills?

If this is the case, then this village is definitely a top tourist spot. Look at the wooden fences surrounding the village. Just looking at the green moss on it, you will know that they are old. Moreover, the fences are made of bamboo strips and no iron wire at all, which is absolutely retro and authentic. Look at the houses in the village. They are all small bamboo and wood structures. Most of the roofs are covered with banana leaves, and bamboo mats are better. How much does it cost to create such an antique village in today's society?

Let’s look at the people in the village. All the children were naked. Although the adults were wearing ethnic costumes, they could tell at a glance that the material was made of handmade cloth or woven with hand-made spinning wheels, and there was no trace of industrial processing. There were also those who were eating. What was in the bowl? There were a pile of black and yellow, and Zhou Shixiong could not tell what it was. Only a few white bamboo shoots could barely identify it. How much does it cost to return to the tourism village to such a simple and realistic way?

Zhou Shixiong was still thinking about it. A loud elephant sound woke him up. He was a beast trainer in the zoo and was extremely sensitive to the call of animals. From this elephant sound alone, Zhou Shixiong had already guessed that the elephant was unhappy, and the elephant should be a female elephant. "It's amazing. If you can build such a national village that is really messy, at least you need a big shot like PetroChina to afford it!"

Zhou Shixiong was still sighing that the brothers on the left and right looked like guards and escorts, dragging him into the village. Along the way, the villagers inquired about the origin of the Jedi warrior from the two boys, and knew that they were in trouble. Many people had already returned to the house and took some food in the rice jar to deliver it to the boy's house to entertain this rare local Ming man.

There is only one road in the village. At the end of the village, Zhou Shixiong followed the two brothers into a bamboo building. The older one whispered a few words to his younger brother and ran out. After a while, more than a dozen villagers stood outside the bamboo building. The younger brother came forward to accept the food they gave, and it was said that the young master did not understand the local dialect here. The fourth brother had already invited the master from the village to come.

Not long after, an old man with a hunched back walked into the bamboo building with the help of his fourth brother. The Jedi warrior Zhou Shixiong sat by the fire pit in a linen cloth. Under the reflection of the fire, it was as shabby as it was.

"Where did this guest official come from?" Zhou Shixiong was overjoyed by the old man's exquisite Mandarin-like speech. He always met someone who could speak.

"I don't know either. Grandpa, where is this? Who has a phone number at home?"

"Our village is small and has no name. The lower reaches of Baiyun River are Ping Anhui, the upper reaches of Baiyun City in Xiangzhou, Zhennan Pass, and this place is considered the territory of Ping Anhui Prefecture." The old man looked at the Ming people in front of him and was very puzzled. Could it be that short hair is a monk? But his skin is too white. Can such monks be raised in that temple?

"Tel, who has a phone number at home?" Zhou Shixiong said that the old man only understood Zhennan Pass. Those who have studied in junior high school knew the victory of Zhennan Pass. Those who like to travel knew that Zhennan Pass is the current Friendship Pass. Since it is a land exit for communication between China and Vietnam, Zhou Shixiong was relieved that he was still in China.

"Shop painting? What is that?" Zhou Shixiong really couldn't explain what the phone was. He wanted to write it out with paper and pen, but he didn't see anything like that. He had to pick out a half-burned charcoal in the fire pit and write the word "phone" on the edge of the fire pit.

"I don't know what a phone is, and the word "Young Master" is written incorrectly. It should be a phone." Zhou Shixiong didn't expect that the old man didn't know the phone and wrote a traditional phone. Isn't the simplified word popular here?

Looking at the old man's clothes, Zhou Shixiong discovered the problem. The old man was not wearing the ethnic costumes here, but the slanted robe clothes. He had an impression of this kind of clothes and had seen them in the Ming Dynasty costumes. Although Zhou Shixiong really wanted to imagine the old man's clothes as costumes, no matter how professional the crew was, he could not buy such realistic costumes. The blue fabric faded and white in many places. It was definitely worn for many years and was washed frequently to have this effect. This dress is qualified to enter the clothing exhibition hall and be displayed in the Ming-style regular clothing counter!

"Grandpa, is there a convenience store in the village?"

“What is a commissary?”

"Cola? Soda? Quick Food Noodles? Electric Light!" Zhou Shixiong became more and more shocked. Is there anyone in this world who don't know about electric lights? Originally, Zhou Shixiong thought the old man was joking, but the old man was surprised that if he was pretending, he would have to be at least a movie emperor level. Moreover, Zhou Shixiong looked around at the bamboo building and there was no industry-related thing. Even the machete placed beside the door had a piece of iron inlaid on the wood. Where is this?

There was no way, so Zhou Shixiong had to use his trump card, "Grandpa, which county is under the jurisdiction of this?"

"We are all in charge of the chieftains. The imperial court did not set up a county. The chieftains yamen are in Baiyun City. They will be in the waterway along the Baiyun River for two days." Zhou Shixiong was frightened by the chieftains, a foodie. Within his knowledge, the chieftains were either sliced ​​bread or the official title of ancient heads of ethnic minorities. Those who can manage people will definitely not be sliced ​​bread, and that thing can only be full.

"Grandpa, do you know the names of other big places?" Zhou Shixiong's words aroused the old man's arrogance and began to say more than a dozen place names in succession. Zhou Shixiong understood and had an impression of only Nanning, Huguang, and Shuntian Prefecture, the capital.

Nanning was very clear about Zhou Shixiong in Guangxi. If he added the word "安安" behind Nanning, Zhou Shixiong was beginning to be uncertain. As for the title of Huguang, it seems that there was also in the Qing Dynasty, but there was definitely no New China. However, it seems that the capital Shuntian Prefecture was only used by the Ming Dynasty. As for whether it is, Zhou Shixiong did not have Baidu to confirm.

"Grandpa, what is the year name now?" Zhou Shixiong had given up struggling. If the old man was really the preview of a certain TV show for slandering, Zhou Shixiong only hoped that he would end soon, and making a fool of himself would no longer be considered.

"Hey, didn't you come from the Ming Dynasty?" The old man accompanied Zhou Shixiong to play the Q&A game for so long, and finally turned his defense and attacked Zhou Shixiong.

"Ming Dynasty? Ming Dynasty? No!" Zhou Shixiong murmured and slowly lay down, ignoring the old man's questioning at all. It was really rude to use this state of giving up the game to avoid the old man's questioning!

Zhou Shixiong didn't know when the old man left. When he woke up, it was already bright outside, and several elephants were ringing one after another. Zhou Shixiong knew that these elephants were greeting each other. Zhou Shixiong sat up and saw a stack of clothes placed beside him. He picked them up casually. He saw a pile of ropes in the clothes and no buttons.

After studying for a while, Zhou Shixiong barely put on this outfit, and footsteps of climbing the tower came from behind. "Young master, get up." The old man walked upstairs with the help of two teenagers. Zhou Shixiong hurried over and helped him. Suddenly, the electronic sound of the chip came from his ear, "Discover new patients, discover new patients."

"So what if I find it? Can you cure it?" Zhou Shixiong gritted his teeth and whispered. He was already very annoyed and didn't want to be tossed by this heartless chip anymore.

"Yes." The simplicity of the chip made Zhou Shixiong very powerless, so he could only ask himself how to cooperate. "Body contact is more than ten seconds." The chip's reply was ambiguous to the limitless. What is physical contact? Except for special men, which man is willing to have physical contact with a man! Moreover, even if Zhou Shixiong doesn't mind, the other party must agree!

"Grandpa, are you sick?" Zhou Shixiong wanted to pretend to be a doctor. In his knowledge field, Chinese medicine's observation, hearing, asking, and cutting is just to take the pulse. It should be fine if you touch it for ten seconds. It's either this industry or not, it's impossible to pretend. As soon as you open your mouth, you're already weak, and people can't think about the doctor's direction.

"I'm old, eating some meat can make you better. But now, who can eat meat every meal except toast can only hold it up like this." The old man sat down by the fire pit and responded casually. His purpose was to find out where this strange man came from.

Under the continuous urging of the chip, Zhou Shixiong could only put on the great professional attire of the doctor. "Grandpa, don't you mind taking my pulse?" Zhou Shixiong's expression was similar to asking his girlfriend to kiss him, and he would be so sad. The old man nodded in irresistible. Zhou Shixiong grabbed the old man's wrist, and looked at the gestures that he seemed to be more like taking his pulse.

The old man traveled to the Central Plains when he was young, and his knowledge was a few stories taller than Zhou Shixiong. When he saw Zhou Shixiong's posture, he knew that this guy was pretending, and he thought Zhou Shixiong even more of his heart.
Chapter completed!