It is generally believed that from a technical perspective alone, there were not many places worth boasting about in the early 21st century. As if the technological explosions of the previous several rapid advances had already overdrawn human intellectual reserves in advance. In most of the century, humans have not made any breakthrough technological progress. Perhaps after the industrial, electrical, and information revolution, the entire civilization was uneasy because of the rapid acceleration, so humans began to gradually loosen the acceleration accelerator and strive to make the civilized car slower and more stable. Some people on this car even suggested that this car should not be driven at all. Since the scenery on the roadside is so good, it is better to stop here forever, or even go back to the past...

I remember that every time the teacher talked about this in history class, there were always people who expressed incredible about this phenomenon, or in other words, the stupidity of the ancients. Looking back from the perspective of today, in fact, the entire human society was still full of dangers, but people who lived at that time were unaware of it. Instead, they felt that their achievements were worthy of glory. A total of 7 billion people were crowded on the surface of such a small world, relying mainly on natural energy to maintain civilization. From the perspective of people in the future, there was no essential difference between the originality of living by burning oil and burning firewood. The latter was even more sustainable. However, judging from the historical data, those who lived in the 21st century at that time did not think so. They all felt that they lived in an unprecedented golden age comparable to heaven.

Before setting out, in order to make herself more adapted to the "ancient" life, Qiao Yiyu also consulted some historical experts on the details that need to be paid attention to in life in the 21st century, learned about the life and cultural customs of several major countries at that time, and even went to find some games with the background at that time to experience it carefully for a while. However, the game is a game after all. No matter how high the virtual technology is, it cannot fully simulate the reality. The influence materials passed down are only fragments of the real world. At best, Qiao Yiyu can only understand the world, but it is difficult for her to truly adapt.

First of all, the most unaccustomed thing is the behavior unique to developing society - transactions. In many evacuation trainings, experts will specifically mention that in history before the 47th century, due to technical level, human production capacity was limited, and how to use limited resources to reasonably allocate limited resources to all corners of society has always been a headache for the ancients. In the 21st century, the principle of trading mainly focused on voluntary transactions was mainly adopted, and a complete set of rigorous trading was produced. There was even an ancient science that specialized in using this system to predict production and development. It was called economics in history textbooks. When I learned this in history class, the teachers also showed them a copy of the currency used by society at that time, and it was also something mentioned in many classical novels - money, or currency. During the training, the coaches reminded them countless times that understanding the use of currency, or forming the most intuitive understanding of currency, was the most important survival skill in ancient times.

Judging from Qiao Yiyu's experience of coming here for less than 24 hours, she didn't seem to have mastered this skill very well, but she also became interested in it during several practices. For example, the hat on her head was the first item she bought when she came to this world. Compared with her own life, this is a completely different experience. When a person really needs something, before using it, he must first determine the "price" needed to use this thing, then make sure that he can bear the price, and then pay the corresponding currency, and finally get it back. Once the whole process is completed, the item is marked with ownership and others have no right to use this item. Items, and of course, should not use other goods that have been "marked" by others. If this is done, it will be considered "immoral" in the eyes of the ancients. In this world, the private nature of the product has been determined as soon as it was produced, and the transaction process is to continuously transfer its ownership or use rights through the medium of currency. This ownership is almost everywhere, surrounding every corner that Qiao Yiyu can see, including the land under her feet and the space occupied by her body. They belong to the People's Republic of China legally, so in the strictest sense, even if I stand here and don't move, it is illegal.

In the legal sense of this era, Qiao Yiyu also owns something that truly belongs to "self", that is, the hat on her head. Theoretically, no one has the right to take away this hat. They define this power as "property rights", which is one of the rights that everyone here naturally has. However, the law here also stipulates that the acquisition process must be legal. Qiao Yiyu knows that the way she obtains is strictly illegal - although there are molecular-level accuracy errors in the currency she uses and the real currency, it is ultimately fake currency. So from this point of view, her ownership is also in danger, and this understanding somewhat dilutes the happiness she brings because of the freshness.

There is another place where she cannot adapt, that is, most men and even women look at their eyes. In the past, she always felt that in historical stories, saying how much people in this era love beauty is a kind of art and the plot needs to be moderately exaggerated. However, judging from her experience for more than ten hours, it is probably a problem that she is difficult for her to adapt. The coordination of facial features proportions is natural in Qiao Yiyu's era, and here is undoubtedly a luxury and luck - in this era, gene expression is completely random and uncontrollable. If a person wants to "look more beautiful", the two ways to check are makeup or surgery. The former does not have a great effect, and the latter has a great side effect. The opposite point is that most people in this era have a "natural complex" and think that those things that are not modified by technology are better than those that have been modified... Qiao Yiyu understands these, but she doesn't understand because the times are too bad.

In addition to these two points, Qiao Yiyu is still used to it in the training before coming, such as the smell of gasoline in breathing in the air, such as the non-intelligence of all electrical appliances and tools, such as the hygiene habits that need to be paid attention to in a non-sterile environment, and the most important thing is to try to think of one sentence when speaking, so that the auxiliary program has time to identify and block some words that belong to the "future" relative to this world.

...

"Yes... I am," Han Le felt that these words were extremely laborious, as if he was the first time a foreigner spoke Mandarin.

Xie Yongqing's performance was pretty good, and he even took the initiative to reach out and introduce himself: "My name is Xie Yongqing, we are classmates."

Han Le noticed that the girl looked at Xie Yongqing's hand with a strange look, as if she was confused, and seemed to not understand why Xie Yongqing did this. Xie Yongqing stretched out her hand awkwardly for a few seconds. Seeing that the other party had no intention of shaking hands, she came back embarrassedly.

"Oh...I..." With the reminder of the auxiliary program, Qiao Yiyu "finally" understood and suddenly realized, "It's a handshake... I'm so embarrassed." After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Perhaps it was because of the guilty thief and a thick-skinned Xie Yongqing, who had always been a little embarrassed, was rarely embarrassed.

"I want to ask about the specifics about rent..." Qiao Yiyu said, recalling the price he checked online yesterday, thinking that if the other party asked for a high price, he must try to "talk about bargaining", which can be considered to be a bit more life experience.

"You probably know the situation of the house, how much do you think is suitable?"

The other party took the initiative to ask the house to raise the price, which seemed to be a bargaining game. Generally speaking, if you raise it too much, you may be rejected by the other party, but it is not too much? Qiao Yiyu was a little uncertain, but she did not hesitate too much and asked carefully: "1500?"

"Okay," Han Le immediately agreed. Not to mention 1500, he would agree happily if he removed the first one, "Why do you come and take a look at the house first?"

Xie Yongqing was anxious and went to see the house and what else was he doing: "What's the matter? It's so early, why don't you go and have breakfast together first."

"Oh, I've eaten it just now," said Qiao Yiyu, "If you want to eat, I can wait here."

Han Le really wanted to say nothing, but before he could say it, he was pulled away by Xie Yongqing, so he could only leave a sentence: "I'll come here right away."

Of course, Xie Yongqing was not in a hurry to eat. After walking out a few steps, he followed Han Le's tone just now and teased Han Le: "How much do you think is suitable, oh?"

Han Le glanced at him and retorted: "Why, have any ideas?"

"Dare you dare to say you don't?"

"Of course there is an idea," Han Le smiled, "In this way... you go first, I support you, so you can save me from saying that I value sex over friends."

While they were talking, the two of them arrived at several breakfast stalls. Han Le asked for soy milk and pancakes, and Xie Yongqing only wanted pancakes.

"You want to use me as a pioneer in the pathfinding, your heart is devastating."

Han Le didn't argue, but just watched the uncle selling pancakes with small wooden sticks to spread the cakes. For some reason, his excited spirit just now cooled down instantly. No matter how beautiful it is, Han Le didn't think he had any chance... But then again, living in such a number of people at home can make you have some imagination when you meet.

Xie Yongqing knew that Han Le had an old problem again. To put it nicely, it was called intermittent depression, and to put it badly, it was called intermittent depression. The difference is just one word. The former is personality and temperament, while the latter is a mild mental illness... No matter what happens, Han Le always finds it difficult to be happy for a long time, as if there is a valve in his head that specializes in the secretion of dopamine. Every time, as long as the secretion amount is increased, it will be closed for a period of time.

"Forget it," Xie Yongqing took his pancake. Perhaps because of Han Le's influence, he lost interest. "Let's talk about it when you come back tonight."

"I thought you were going back with us to see the room together." Han Le was a little surprised.

"Do you think I'm really interested in getting up so early to see the beauty with you," Xie Yongqing said, chewing the pancakes, "The laboratory has been so busy lately. I haven't met a good boss, and my life is hard."

...

Han Le held soy milk in his left hand and pancakes in his right hand. He walked to Qiao Yiyu and saw that the other party was staring at him, and said unnaturally: "Let's go."

Han Le walked in front, perhaps because he had two eyes behind him, especially those of beautiful women, and eating became unnatural, so he had nothing to say: "Have you practiced gymnastics?"

After waiting for a few seconds without reaction, Han Le turned his head and looked at her, thinking he didn't keep up.

This glance made Qiao Yiyu react: "Did you talk to me just now?"

Han Le looked around him, there was no one else.

"Sorry... Oh, gymnastics," Qiao Yiyu apologized, "I haven't practiced it. Today is the first time, and I feel very fun."

In reason, Han Le didn't believe it. He could circle the horizontal bar and rotate in the air for the first time? Doesn't this mean that he admits in disguise that he is a third-class disabled person? But the other party's tone sounds sincere, and if he doesn't know him, there is no need for her to deceive herself.

Han Le is not a good person who is good at picking up conversations. The first sentence did not work, so he obediently closed his mouth and just walked with his head buried. When he arrived downstairs, he turned around and explained: "It's this building, the third floor."

Qiao Yiyu was looking up at the drying clothes that people had forgotten to collect on the balcony. For her, everything here was so fresh. After hearing Han Le's words, she followed: "Is it Building 17?"

"It should be," Han Le was a little uncertain, so he ran back to look at the signboard again. When he came back, he was sure, "Yes, you observed it very carefully."

It’s not that Qiao Yiyu observes carefully, but that Han Le doesn’t pay much attention to in his life, so he can’t even remember his mobile phone number. The addresses of both homes are usually recorded in a text on his mobile phone and computer, and he will only take a look when he needs to mail things.

"This is the living room, this is the kitchen and bathroom, and the room you want to rent is there," Han Le began to introduce, "This room is mine, and the other one is Xie Yongqing."

While speaking, Han Le opened the door to the empty room: "There are three sockets, one next to the bed..." He introduced the general situation of the house in a mess, and looked at Qiao Yiyu's face from time to time. She showed no dissatisfaction, nor asked a question, and seemed to be more curious in her expression.

This attitude made Han Le a little uneasy. Generally speaking, people who really want to live will always ask some details of their living habits, especially when a woman comes to share a house with two men, it seems to be more troublesome, but Han Le doesn't feel troublesome now, maybe this is the troublesome place.

When Han Le felt that he had nothing to say, he asked nervously: "What do you think?"

"Oh, yes." Qiao Yiyu didn't see anything wrong.

"Then when will you live here? There is also a contract..."

"Oh...contract," the historical term made Qiao Yiyu curious, "Can I let me take a look first?"

Han Le turned around to get it, but after entering the room, he thought that Qiao Yiyu seemed to have come over with both hands and that she was wearing so little clothes, so he came out again and said carefully: "Look, generally speaking, the rental contract is signed when paying the money, so what problems will happen at that time." Although Qiao Yiyu doesn't look like a bad person, thinking about her abnormal behavior, Han Le thinks it's better to be careful.

"Oh...I know," Qiao Yiyu smiled, thinking of a saying that deeply reflects the immediacy of the transaction, "Pay money in one hand and deliver the goods in the other hand... But I don't sign the contract, can you see it first?" Qiao Yiyu never thought about bringing money at all. She just carried hundreds of "emergency money" with her as required by the instructor during the training.

After looking at the contract with interest for a while, Qiao Yiyu asked, "If I bring the money here in the afternoon, can I live here in the evening?"

"Of course...but you may have to buy quilts and electric blankets yourself, which are quite cold at night."

"Isn't there an air conditioner?" Qiao Yiyu reacted quickly.

"Air conditioner...if you want to use it..." Han Le wanted to talk about the issue of electricity bill allocation, because he and Xie Yongqing did not use air conditioners, but when they thought that 1,500 was a lot more than their psychological expectations. Besides, the electricity bill was already equal, so let her live for a month first to see how much electricity bills were before mentioning this matter, "Then use it."

"Then I'll go back now and come back in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'm at home in the afternoon, just knock on the door." Han Le opened the door for her.

"Oh, by the way," Qiao Yiyu seemed to remember something, "Do you know how to take the bus from here to the train station?"

Han Le knew this, but it was a bit troublesome to express it clearly. Fortunately, it was not far away, so Han Le simply became a good person: "Why don't I send you there."

"Okay," Qiao Yiyu smiled. After a second, she added two unfamiliar words under the reminder of the auxiliary program, "Thank you."

"No, I'll go along the way." Han Le was kind. Actually, I'll go along the way.

"By the way," Han Le suddenly remembered a question and forgot to ask, "Do you live here for work?"

Han Le noticed that Qiao Yiyu's face changed, not because she was embarrassed or difficult to speak, but was a little confused, as if she didn't know what to say or what to say, but this expression didn't last long: "It's a travel, come here to travel... but it may not be necessary, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Oh." Han Le didn't react much. Whether it was true or false, it had little to do with him. However, he still said too much, "Is your luggage in the hotel on the other side of the train station?"

"right."

"Do you have too many things? Do you want me to move it?"

"Oh, no, there is only one box, I can do it myself."

Usually when Han Le went out, he felt that the road was quite far away from the community, but today he felt that he had arrived just a few steps away. After taking it to the destination, Han Le was embarrassed to wait on the platform. After saying a few steps, he walked back, but he didn't walk a few steps away. The bus that had just arrived followed his footsteps. He saw Qiao Yiyu sitting by the window, staring at the window without blinking. The scene was like a painting gradually floating away.
Chapter completed!