Chapter 009: Distant Relatives Are Not as Good as Close Neighbors
Yang Jinhua is not very happy now, her cheeks are puffy.
She sat under a tree with her hands on her knees, staring at the wooden building not far away.
It's almost time for lunch and that guy hasn't gotten up yet.
Even the prodigal sons of noble families are more hardworking than him.
"Young lady, why don't we go back first?" Uncle Qi, who was standing aside, said unhappily, "This guy is not a decent person. He deliberately left you alone for so long."
Yang Jinhua shook her head: "Although I only met him once yesterday, I can tell that the young man is not such a scheming person. He is probably just lazy. After all, he is an outsider. I guess he really doesn't take etiquette seriously."
Uncle Qi sighed and said, "It's just that I can't believe that this young man has already mastered the art of magic before he's even twenty. I guess he's unique in the Song Dynasty. I don't know which sect he came from. With such achievements, it's not surprising that he's a little proud. The most important thing is that he's very handsome."
Yang Jinhua's slender body trembled slightly, and then her beautiful peach blossom eyes slanted at the burly man next to her: "Uncle Qi, why do I feel like there's something else behind your words?"
"My dear, you are wronging me." Uncle Qi patted his chest and said, "I always speak directly and never beat around the bush."
Uncle Qi is a family soldier of the Yang family. The so-called family soldiers are armed forces who are raised from childhood and are only loyal to a certain family.
Quality is more important than quantity when it comes to household soldiers. Most large families will treat household soldiers as half family members and give them enough respect.
Therefore, it is normal for Uncle Qi to quarrel with Yang Jinhua, and the Yang family will not think that he is committing an act of insubordination.
Yang Jinhua raised her head slightly and snorted disdainfully: "Uncle Qi, you are the most cunning person in the family."
Uncle Qi chuckled and was about to retort, but suddenly turned his head and said seriously: "Young lady, someone came out over there."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jinhua immediately looked over and saw the young man from yesterday yawning as he came out of the building.
She immediately stood up, brushed off the grass behind her, and went to meet him.
Lu Sen was still a little sleepy.
Not physically, but mentally.
From the time he traveled through until last night, although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually in a state of fear on the inside.
Now the home system has been fully opened, the wooden fence has been built, and the small building has been constructed.
At least there was a place to stay, and it was safe.
It was clear last night that even the top knights could not break through the protective 'wall' that came with the home system.
It can only be dismantled by force.
Before the fence is 'torn down', no outsider can enter here.
One unit of wooden fence has 100 durability. He used 888 units of wooden fence to enclose the land, and the durability of the entire home is 88,800.
The durability of a home is calculated by adding up the 'overall', not by the 'unit' that is attacked.
Think about 100 units of wooden armor. It took Lu Sen himself a long time to reduce it by half. How long would it take to reduce the durability of more than 80,000?
Besides, the home will definitely expand in the future, and the current level of the fence is only LV0, so it will need to be upgraded in the future.
A durability of one million is just a conservative estimate.
You can also try to get a durability value of 10 million.
Besides, the durability of the home system will recover slowly. The more than 20 durability points that were destroyed by Han Zhang's hidden weapon last night have now been fully recovered.
There is probably no safer place in the world than this.
Not even the palace.
When people feel at ease, everything will seem less important.
So Lu Sen slept until almost noon.
When he heard Heizhu say that the young lady from the Yang family was waiting for him outside, he stood up and walked downstairs without washing.
Across the wooden fence, Lu Sen clasped his fists and saluted, smiling, "Young lady from the Yang family, nice to see you again. What's the matter with you coming here this time?"
Yang Jinhua bowed in return... This ladylike gesture was made to look heroic by her in a white outfit with black stripes: "Little man, I'm here on behalf of the Yang family this time, why don't you invite me in and have a seat?"
"Of course ." Lu Sen smiled and gave Yang Jinhua and Uncle Qi "temporary access rights".
At first he was afraid that inviting a young girl in would bring bad reputation to the latter.
But since the other party doesn't care, then he naturally doesn't care either.
Heizhu immediately ran over and opened the small wooden door in the middle.
Yang Jinhua walked to the door and stopped, but she touched the front with her white little hand a few times. After making sure that she did not touch an invisible wall, she stepped in with confidence.
Uncle Qi followed.
As soon as she entered the yard, Yang Jinhua was stunned.
"this."
She looked around in some surprise.
It was midsummer, almost noon, and the weather was very hot.
Even in the mountains and forests, you can feel the heat pressing in from all directions.
In other words, both of them are warriors, and their resistance to cold and heat is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so they don't feel uncomfortable.
But after entering the yard, I felt a wave of coolness.
It's not that kind of eerie coolness, just a pure refreshing feeling.
Moreover, the bright sunlight shining down from the sky only gives a slightly warm feeling to the body.
This... is too incredible.
Two worlds inside and outside the courtyard?
Yang Jinhua and Uncle Qi looked at each other, with a hint of horror in both of their eyes.
Hei Zhu led the two of them to Lu Sen's side.
Lu Sen made a "please" gesture and walked towards the wooden building.
As the three of them approached the wooden building, Yang Jinhua and Uncle Qi's expressions became even more surprised.
They found that the wooden building was strange.
It looks normal from a distance, but when you get closer you realize that this wooden building is made up of blocks.
Whether it is the pillars or the beams, they are obviously made of wooden blocks of the same size glued together.
The load-bearing columns are easy to deal with, and the blocks can be stacked in an offset manner to ensure sufficient supporting force.
But the beams are also connected by blocks, which is a weird way of doing things.
Aren’t you afraid of it breaking?
"Young lady." Uncle Qi called softly, then raised his head slightly, motioning her to look up.
Yang Jinhua looked up as she was told, and her expression became even weirder.
The tiles on the wooden building are all fake, made . Even the eaves at the corners are made of blocks.
It looks normal from a distance, but when you get closer you'll notice that the eaves are in grids and not pointed.
This was the first time Yang Jinhua had seen such a square wooden building.
If there is a strong wind or heavy rain, or an earthquake, is it really possible that this unreasonable wooden building will not collapse?
Yang Jinhua had a lot to say, but she didn't know where to start.
She stared at Lu Sen's back and followed him into the wooden building.
There was no furniture in the wooden building, only stairs leading up.
Lu Sen said embarrassedly: "After I finished building this building last night, I was already quite sleepy, so I fell asleep. I haven't had time to put some furniture in. Please wait for a moment, both of you."
Yang Jinhua and Uncle Qi continued to be stunned.
Then the two of them experienced what it meant to create something out of nothing.
There was a flash of golden light, and a square, light golden wooden table appeared on the ground.
Then four streams of light overflowed from Lu Sen's palm and turned into four square stools.
"Please come in, both of you!" Lu Sen made another invitation gesture and sat down first.
Yang Jinhua was stunned for a moment, then sat down as well.
Uncle Qi sat carefully on another stool.
Now he hardly dared to look up at Lu Sen.
In this era, people generally have a strong sense of awe towards things like "gods and ghosts".
Lu Sen's magic is simply not comparable to those low-rate magic spells on the street, such as "fire-breathing", "grabbing money from the oil pan", "writing on white paper", etc.
With a casual wave of his hand, he was surrounded by golden light. If this is not the work of a true master who has achieved success in practicing Taoism, then what is a master!
After Lu Sen sat down, he found that Yang Jinhua was just staring at him in a daze without saying anything, so he took the initiative to ask: "Young lady of the Yang family, I am really sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. Also, this place has just been built, and many utensils have not been made in time. I can't treat you to dinner or tea, so please forgive me for the poor hospitality. But what is the matter that brought you here this time?"
When Yang Jinhua heard Lu Sen's words, she shuddered and came to her senses.
She looked at the other person's face and smiled, "It's not a big deal. My old lady said that this hill will be given to you, young man, to establish a good relationship. You can do whatever you want with the whole hill, as long as you don't demolish our ancestral temple. Here is the land deed, please accept it."
This is a piece of white paper covered with words and stamped with the seal of Kaifeng Prefecture.
Lu Sen glanced at it casually and tapped the white paper with his right finger, which immediately turned into a golden color and fell into his palm.
In the system backpack, an icon of a white paper appeared, and it was marked: Low Mountain Land Deed X1.
"Thank you, Miss Yang, and thank the old lady on my behalf." Lu Sen clasped his fists and saluted, saying gratefully, "This is a great favor. I will remember it and will repay you in the future."
Yang Jinhua was waiting for Lu Sen to say this, but she still had to put on a show. She smiled and said, "You're welcome. We at the Tianbo Yang Mansion also hope that Xiaolang will come visit us more often in the future. Xiaolang now lives next to our clan's ancestral temple, so we are close neighbors. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. We should visit each other more often in the future."
Uncle Qi was a little surprised. He wondered when this always willful and lively girl would become so talkative.
Living next to my clan, they are close neighbors... Tsk tsk, what a clever way of saying it, it immediately brings the two sides closer together without making the other party feel like they are being favored and feel uncomfortable.
Lu Sen also felt that the young lady from the Yang family was not only beautiful, but also had a good speaking ability. He clasped his fists and smiled, "It should be so, it should be so."
"Since the message has been delivered, we will leave first." Yang Jinhua stood up. She also realized that the other party had just built a house and had nothing else. It was indeed impossible for them to entertain the two of them. Staying any longer would only make the host uncomfortable and feel guilty. It would be better to leave first and wait for a while until the young man has arranged everything properly before coming back as a guest: "Young man, let's talk again later."
Lu Sen stood up and said rather embarrassedly: "After about ten days or half a month, I will definitely come to visit and thank the old lady for the gift of land."
"I've already told you not to be so polite ." Yang Jinhua said with a smile, "You can come to Yang's house for dinner, but you don't have to express your gratitude."
"You have to eat the food and thank the people for the favors they have done you."
As they talked, they left the yard.
Heizhu turned around and slammed the wooden fence door shut.
Yang Jinhua turned around and said, "Xiao Lang, just send us out. There's no need to send us down the mountain."
"I'm not seeing you off, we're just going the same way." Lu Sen said with a smile, "We just happen to be going down the mountain to collect some materials."
The cooked food I bought two days ago is almost finished, so I need to go shopping.
Yang Jinhua looked back at the empty yard behind her, thinking for a moment. After a few breaths, she said, "Xiao Lang, are you planning to go to the city to buy supplies?"
"You can say that."
"Can you tell me what you need?" Yang Jinhua and Lu Sen walked side by side. "Although our Yang family is not as strong as before, our roots are still there. We can also take out some very valuable or troublesome items."
The sun is scorching, breeze blows through the mountains and forests, and spots of light wander.
Pieces of golden shadows slowly passed across Yang Jinhua's pretty face, like the bright light of fire at night passing across the finest white jade.
"It's not something expensive. I just want to buy a large amount of bones or bone meal."
"Bone powder?" Yang Jinhua turned her head and looked at Lu Sen, a little curious: "Any bones will do? Even livestock bones?"
"As long as it's not human bones."
"A small amount of livestock bones can be found everywhere, but a large amount..." Yang Jinhua thought for a while: "Only the Imperial Food Supervisor in the palace can produce a large amount."
There were thousands of concubines and eunuchs in the imperial palace, and the Shangshijian was responsible for cooking for them. The number of chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep consumed every day was not a small number.
"Where are the bones of these animals usually dumped?"
"North of the city." Uncle Qi, who was following behind, said, "There are many refugees there. In line with the principle of not wasting anything, all the leftovers in the palace will be taken outside the north of the city and given to the refugees so that they can also have a taste of the good stuff."
Lu Sen turned around: "Thank you."
“You’re welcome.” Uncle Qi bowed and smiled.
The four of them walked and chatted and soon reached the foot of the mountain.
Yang Jinhua climbed onto the horse, clasped her fists towards Lu Sen, and rode away.
Lu Sen took Hei Zhu and walked towards the north of the city.
At this time, Heizhu had already put on the wooden armor, which Lu Sen had just taken out from the system backpack.
Lu Sen was equipped with stone armor, but because of the "skin" function, outsiders still saw him as a handsome young man in white clothes.
This is used to guard against the Five Rats.
At this time, in the refugee street in the north of the city, a disheveled little girl was dragged out of a mud brick house by a tall black woman and thrown to the side of the dirt road.
"Mom, my back really hurts. I can't move or work. I will be well soon. Please don't abandon me!"
The little girl lay on her back on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She tried desperately to prop herself up, but as soon as she raised her upper body a little, her eyes rolled back in pain and she lay back down.
I will be shaking all over for a while.
"You always say you have a backache and don't do anything... Do you think your family runs a rice shop, feeding you a useless person white rice every day?" The tall woman spat on the ground and said, "Now your two brothers can't get enough food, they only have bran to eat, you can't work, and there is no extra food at home to feed you."
Many refugees with similar dishevelled hair and dirty faces gathered around.
The tall woman put her hands on her hips, looked around and shouted, "We don't want this little bastard anymore. Whoever wants it can take it. You can be a child bride or a slave. Anyway, we don't care about it anymore and we won't ask for it back in the future."
A group of people around shook their heads and sighed.
They were all so poor and starving to death, who would take her in?
One more mouth to feed means one more mouthful of food to eat.
If this girl is still able to work, there's no harm in taking her over.
But it was obvious that she had injured her waist... It would take a hundred days to heal a broken bone, and it would be a waste of three or four months to raise this girl. Who in this refugee street could stand it?
It would be even more difficult if her waist was broken, as she would be disabled in the future.
Besides, even if the girl's injury healed and her waist was not broken, it was a pity that anyone with a broken waist would not be able to do heavy work in the future. Who would be willing to keep a useless person at home to eat only, except for the rich?
Maybe even the wealthy families are unwilling to do so.
A group of refugees gathered to take a look, then dispersed.
They have seen this kind of world and this kind of scene many times before.
The tall woman snorted, without any sympathy in her eyes, and went back home to close the broken door.
The sun was shining brightly, and the little girl was lying on the ground, crying slowly.
Swarms of black flies swooped over and landed on the girl's body, like pieces of black rags, covering most of her face.
Her hands could still move, but she did not drive them away. She just stared at the bright sun in the sky with tears in her eyes.
In the field of vision, black flies were as numerous as stars, blocking the sun's rays so that they were almost invisible.
