A team of soldiers in the camp: They are the elite under Gao Shun's command, the most capable heavy armored infantry, the courageous and fearless courage, and the morale of fighting to the death. They are your strongest shield

A long sword: a plain sword, it looks a little rusty, yes, he is really an ordinary sword, useless, yes, he is really an ordinary sword

One stone of rice; rice, but this ancient rice had sand inside. Be careful not to hit your teeth.

There are three options, the second one is useless, the first one is useless. After summoning, when someone is discovered, he is confused, because they appear in the Ming Dynasty, which is equivalent to being a black householder. The Ming Dynasty has to investigate road quotations everywhere. If you have no road quotations, you will be discovered, but it is equivalent to the crime of theft. Summoning soldiers is a pleasure, and if someone is discovered, you will be in prison. Qin Chuan wants to refuse the summoning, but the summoning is forcibly carried out.

The pointer rotated at high speed very quickly, and it pointed to the direction of the sword. With a crisp sound, a sword fell to the ground. Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and picked it up. The sword was very heavy. A cold light flashed on the blade. He shook his head and placed the sword aside. He found that there was no place to place the sword. This was embarrassing.

The smell of fragrant steamed buns came. Qin Chuan looked over and found that it was a black-faced steamed bun. It looked extremely rough, like a ball of excrement, which made people have no appetite. However, the rumbling sound in his stomach made Qin Chuan take one and eat it. The sour smell and sticky feeling were uncomfortable, but it filled the hunger in his stomach.

Qin Chuan glanced at Xiaowen, but she looked at Qin Chuan, but she was sitting there, holding a very small steamed bun and eating silently. The steamed bun was even rougher than Qin Chuan's, obviously there were a few days left. Seeing this scene, Qin Chuan secretly blamed himself, saying, "Xiaowen, you have eaten all these steamed buns."

"No, no, young master, you have just been cured, you should make up for it." Xiaowen was moved on her face, and she didn't seem to expect Qin Chuan to give her food like this. Is this the young master still the past?

"Eat, eat all, this is an order," Qin Chuan said in a fierce tone. Xiaowen's petite body trembled, but she cried out with a wow. Qin Chuan touched her cheek and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so fierce to you."

"No, I am just a little moved," Xiaowen said. She wiped her tears and looked at Qin Chuan with a sense of disbelief. She looked at the steamed buns in her hand. Is this the young master who had always taken care of himself in the past? After the master died in battle, she ate the steamed buns in front of her, but was still reluctant to finish them, so she gave one of them to Qin Chuan.

Looking at Xiaowen who was moved by two steamed buns, Qin Chuan felt uncomfortable. In modern times, such a beautiful and kind girl was held in the palm of her parents. In this evil ancient times, she still took care of herself as the young master like this. Looking at Xiaowen in front of her, Qin Chuan secretly swears that she must let her live a good life in the future.

Xiaowen ate the black-faced steamed bun in her hand, and her handsome face also had a touch of polish, and she became angry. She looked at Qin Chuan and said strangely, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

It's okay! Qin Chuan dazed to touch his pocket again, and there was a 5-yuan bill on it, which cost five yuan. He even brought him five quickly, but what's the use of this chicken?

"What a beautiful painting, it must be from someone's hand." Xiaowen, who was standing beside her, said in admiration. Her little hand touched the five dollars, and her face was full of excitement. Qin Chuan looked at her appearance, then looked at the five dollars in her hand, and said, "Do you think he is a painting?"

"Yes, such an exquisite and small picture must be the treasure left by the master," Xiaowen said.

"Haha, I will take him to the market tomorrow and sell him. Hehe, I will let you eat delicious food and wear beautiful clothes tomorrow." Qin Chuan said immediately, hehe, why didn't he expect that in ancient times, this five dollars was not money. If you sell it as a painting, wouldn't you make a small profit?

"No, no, young master, how can you sell the treasures passed down by the master?" Xiaowen shook her head immediately, her face full of bitterness, "Even if you sell Xiaowen, you can't sell the treasures passed down by the master."

"What stupid words do you say?" Qin Chuan pinched Xiaowen's face hard and said, "This painting is dead, people live, do you know? Even if my father left a hundred such paintings, it is not as good as Xiaowen's hair."

"Young Master" Xiaowen has big eyes and a touch of crystal clearness, and her heart is filled with a warmth. She is a little scared, afraid that when she wakes up the next day, she finds that this is a dream, and the young master has become what he used to be.

Gradually, it became dark, and Xiaowen washed Qin Chuan's feet. Qin Chuan, who wanted to refuse, looked at the other party's unyielding appearance and felt the corruption and depravity of ancient feudalism. However, Xiaowen laid a cool mat on the ground and took a very thin cup. Qin Chuan frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm preparing my own bed," Xiaowen said, and continued to lay the bed. Her hands were very rough and not smooth at all. She obviously had made many friends.

"Come on the bed," Qin Chuan said, and went to clean the bed by himself. Xiaowen immediately became anxious and said, "No, no, young master, how can you sleep on the ground?" She shook her head quickly and directly protected her floor under her.

The two of them stood up in agreement and slowly reached a consensus, and they slept on the bed together. Xiaowen's face turned blushing and she felt shy, but when she thought that if the young master had a stalemate, wouldn't he sleep on the ground, he would slowly lie on the bed.

Huh--Qinchuan could hear Xiaowen's breathing beside him. The night slowly darkened, and cicadas were chirping outside, and the sky became cold. The night in September was extremely cold. Qinchuan didn't know how the girl beside him slept on the ground every night and persisted. He turned out to be a bastard.

The girl beside her was trembling and cold. Qin Chuan covered her quilt. Xiaowen wanted to change the quilt on Qin Chuan, but was pressed by the other party. Her face turned red and she moved inside and pressed it against Qin Chuan. A trace of curve appeared on the corner of her mouth. This is not a dream. Master, the young master has really changed. I really hope that the young master will be like this in the future.

Qin Chuan glanced at Xiaowen beside him and suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart. He was the one who was deeply involved and what relationship had with such a girl who had not yet grown up. Qin Chuan couldn't do such a thing.

Qin Chuan had already begun to plan how to make money. Jenny machines could be made by craftsmen, but a craftsman could only make one of the parts. Then he had to find dozens of craftsmen to make different parts to complete this huge machine. He also had to find boxes and load them separately. Otherwise, if he learned them by those carpenters, something would happen. The hidden parts of the parts like flying shuttles would have to be made separately.
Chapter completed!