Chapter 1 My Father, Mr. Xu
Canglong County, Daqing.
At the hour of Xu, a young man in a graying green shirt came out of a house. The elderly couple behind him kept bowing and expressing their gratitude.
"Alas, the last one still has no spiritual energy."
The young man sighed, looking a little tired.
His name is Xu Chong. He traveled through time three months ago and became a scholar while awakening his own golden finger.
【Name: Xu Chong】
[Rule: Immortality (consume 10,000 spiritual energy to activate permanently)]
[Spiritual Source: 0]
[Tip: The spiritual energy concentration does not meet the standard, and the spiritual energy cannot be generated]
The panel of the gold finger is very simple, and currently it only has one function: immortality.
However, activating immortality requires the consumption of 10,000 spiritual sources, and the generation of this spiritual source must rely on the concentration of spiritual energy.
Therefore, over the past three months, Xu Chong would use his original body's good reputation to go to the homes of the lower-class people every day, ostensibly to visit them, but actually to look for the so-called spiritual energy.
Today is the last ordinary house, but the prompt on the panel still shows that it does not meet the standards.
"Spiritual energy concentration, what kind of existence possesses spiritual energy?"
Xu Chong thought as he walked, "Is it certain specific items, or a specific environment area?"
"There is not enough information to determine the carrier."
"Now that all the ordinary houses have been checked, the next step is to check the wealthy families."
"But my current personality..."
Xu Chong had a headache.
At this moment, an old woman carrying a basket of vegetables suddenly walked out from the corner of the alley.
"Mr. Xu? Are you going home?"
"Yeah, Aunt Ma, are you just closing the stall?"
Xu Chong responded with a smile.
"Well, business is not so good today and there are some left. It would be a pity to throw them away... Well, that's perfect. Mr. Xu, take them back and pickle them for dinner."
Aunt Ma stuffed the basket of vegetables into Xu Chong's arms without saying anything.
"this……"
Xu Chong hesitated for a moment, then put the basket of vegetables at his feet and said, "Thank you, Aunt Ma."
"Oh my, oh my, you are a scholar, you dare not do this."
Aunt Ma avoided Xu Chong's fist-clasping salute.
After reminding Xu Chong to remember to return the vegetable basket, Aunt Ma walked away muttering to herself.
Yes, these days, the vegetable basket is also a property.
Xu Chong bent down and picked up the basket. There were only three celery heads in it. Each one was green and dripping with water, and there was moist soil at the roots.
They are not leftovers at all, they are clearly just picked from the ground.
"Brother Chong, are you going home?"
Another person came forward, it was Wang Bozi.
Before he even stood still, Wang Bozi carefully took out two eggs and put them into the basket.
"Your sister-in-law has had morning sickness these past two days. She vomits whenever she sees this toy. I can't stand the fishy smell, so you're lucky, Brother Chong."
“…”
Xu Chong thought to himself, can your lie be more fake?
My sister-in-law is over fifty, where can she go to have morning sickness...
Even if she has this ability...it's also a question whether you have it or not.
Even though he complained, Xu Chong still felt warm inside.
Chicken eggs are very valuable. Even an incomplete egg that cannot hatch chicks can be sold for three cents each.
For Wang Bozi's family, six cents was a huge expense.
Xu Chong wanted to refuse the offer, but Wang Bozi saw through it first.
"Let's go. There's a pot of pig's trotters stewing on the stove. Don't let them get burnt."
Wang Bozi didn't give Xu Chong a chance to speak and turned away.
I didn't even get a thank you.
The faint setting sun shining on the limping back seems particularly impactful.
"That's the kind of person you are..."
Xu Chong rubbed his temple weakly.
In addition to being a scholar, this body has another identity.
The only son of Xu Youan, the magistrate of Canglong County.
The Dianshi was in charge of judicial affairs, prisons, and public security.
Although he was not of a rank, in a small county like Canglong County where there was no county magistrate, his official position was only below the county magistrate and the chief clerk, and people called him Mr. Xu Sanye.
Mr. Xu Sanye has been an official for ten years and has done all kinds of evil. He is definitely a dog official.
The original self is completely the opposite, hating evil and being eager to help others.
In order to make up for the sins committed by his father, the original body spared no effort and did everything he could to help those suffering people.
The sharp contrast between the father and son invisibly magnified the brilliance of the original body.
The villagers privately called him the living Buddha.
After Xu Chong traveled through time, he visited his fellow villagers using his original body's reputation and did not encounter any obstacles.
But now comes the problem.
It has been confirmed that there is no spiritual energy in the homes of the lower-class people.
And those wealthy and powerful families had basically been criticized by the original body.
I've already offended everyone, wouldn't it be asking for trouble if I went again?
While Xu Chong was thinking, he was dealing with neighbors who popped up from various corners from time to time, pretending to have just happened to come across something left over.
When we returned to the old house in Baiyang Lane, Aunt Ma's vegetable basket was already full.
Depending on the quality, the most luxurious thing is two bloody pig ears, and the cheapest thing is a hard sorghum bun.
Basically, they are the best things of each company.
Because the three months ' worth of government rice had been distributed during the visits, Xu Chong did not dare to be too extravagant. He just cooked a bowl of porridge for dinner and soaked some sorghum buns to fill his stomach.
"Mr. Xu San should be hugging his beautiful maid, drinking fine wine, and eating barbecue right now, right?"
Xu Chong swallowed the sorghum bun with difficulty, thinking about how to repair his relationship with Xu Youan.
When he traveled through time, the memories of his original body were integrated from a third-party perspective. His emotions and ideas were not inherited, and he was no longer the moral saint.
Being a dog-official father is no psychological burden to him at all.
If you still can't find the spiritual energy, having a big tree to provide shade is also a good choice.
The problem is that the original body had gone too far. If I want Mr. Xu San to accept me again, it may not be possible in a short time.
"But to be honest, among all the wealthy families, Mr. Xu Sanye's house is the easiest to enter."
Xu Chong secretly made up his mind, "Tomorrow is the ten-day holiday, so let's go and give it a try."
It’s best if there is spiritual energy, but if there is no spiritual energy... let’s see if there is any hope of reconciliation.
…
The next morning.
After breakfast, Xu Chong walked to the end of the alley with his basket.
At this time, Aunt Ma was probably setting up a stall in the vegetable market. Xu Chong didn't see anyone there, so he had to temporarily put the basket at Aunt Ma's neighbor's house.
"Mr. Xu? Why are you bothering me to come here in person for such a small matter? Can't I just let someone know and I'll go get it? Look, this family hasn't prepared anything. It's a shame..."
The neighbor felt honored by Xu Chong's arrival and wished he could take out two of his own ribs to make soup.
"Today is a ten-day holiday at school, so I have nothing to do. Uncle, please don't bother me..."
Xu Chong gritted his teeth and greeted them, and he felt relieved when he came out.
In the future, you should gradually reduce the interactions with the people. Otherwise, it would be too restrictive to maintain this personality.
I can't do anything.
Xu Chong didn't want to be bound by the image of his original body.
It's not easy to live a new life, and with a golden finger on hand, it's natural for me to do .
As he was thinking this, he passed by his house and saw a scholar knocking at the door.
"Brother Xu! Open the door quickly, Brother Xu! Your father is dead!"
