The bronze mirror was very blurry, and it was not a high-quality item.
At most, the picture would be blurry, and it even had its own eye-protection mode to look at Huang Jiji.
Wei Jie held the mirror and looked at it for a long time. He really couldn't tell what this body looked like.
Sigh…
Stay Up Late suddenly died. It was not easy for him to live again. He did not want to die again.
Since he was already here, he should just take it as it was.
After accepting his new identity, Wei Jie leaned against the window and looked around with a worried expression.
The place he lived in belonged to the East Street where the lower-class civilians lived. Most of the people who lived there were poor families.
Most of the houses on both sides of the street were dilapidated, and there was not much to see.
Soon, a fair-skinned middle-aged man walked into the house with a basket in his hand.
This person was Wei Jie's adoptive father.
Wei Jie's eyes were sharp. He saw a piece of meat, a piece of snow-white fat, and a few fresh bamboo shoots in the basket.
He thought about it carefully and his adoptive father's name appeared in his mind.
Wang Xizhi?
Wei Jie was dumbfounded.
Was it that Calligraphy Saint, Wang Xizhi?
It was hard to mistake the person for the exact same character!
Furthermore, the empress's name was Diao Chan.
Was it the female spy Diao Chan that he knew?
Wei Jie felt dizzy and almost lost his balance from shock.
However, why would Wang Xizhi go home with good meat?
Could it be that after accepting the betrothal gift brought by the matchmaker, she would sell him for only a hundred taels of silver?
Wei Jie was shocked, and he almost spat out his saliva.
I don't care!
Eat a good meal to fill your stomach.
Wei Jie held onto the wall and walked out of the room.
Wang Xizhi saw him getting off the bed and walking around, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Jie 'er, I saw that you didn't have a good appetite yesterday, so I went to the market to buy a piece of meat. Tonight, we will have a good meal.”
Wei Jie was influenced by the original owner's memories. At first, he had a very good impression of his adoptive father.
However, when he thought about how he had taken Dong Bai's money, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He said stiffly," Father, did you use Dong Bai's money to buy this meat?”
Wang Xizhi was stunned." Didn't you say that you don't want to get married?" she asked softly. As a father, how could I accept such a troublesome betrothal gift? In a few days, I will personally go to the Dong family to explain it clearly, so that they won't pester me again.”
Wei Jie secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she didn't have to be the twelfth aunt of the Dong family!
A new problem arose.
Wei Jie asked doubtfully," Father, where did you get the money to buy meat?”
Wang Xizhi smiled and explained," The boss of Linglong Bookstore admired my Preface to the Orchid Pavilion and bought it for three taels of silver. You've lost a lot of weight these days, and your appetite isn't good. Anyway, I have some money left, so I'll buy some nutritious food for you to nourish your body.”
He added," Don't worry, I've already saved up your dowry.”
。。。。。
The dowry was poisonous!
Wei Jie really couldn't stand the way he spoke. He was so numb that he didn't want to speak anymore. He could only roar madly in his heart.
It really was Wang Xizhi, the Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi!
His Preface to the Orchid Pavilion was only sold for three taels of silver!
Heavens!
What was wrong with this world?
Wei Jie's expression was very ugly as he said in a low voice," Father, why did you sell the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion at a low price?”
Wang Xizhi was confused. He didn't think that three taels of silver was cheap.
This money could allow them to eat and wear well for half a year, and they could also buy some cosmetic products.
He smiled and said," Jie 'er, it's something to be happy that someone admires my writing. Who would exchange handwritten letters for money when they were in the neighborhood? You can't expect too much."
His tone was filled with pride.
Wei Jie opened his mouth and realized something.
In this world, only fists spoke. No matter how good one's handwriting was, they would not be respected.
Damn it!
Where was the necessary system for transmigrators?
Get out here!
Wei Jie roared in his heart.
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in his mind.
"Ding! This is the Myriad World Transmigration Administration. We have received the host's system activation request!”
He was here!
Wei Jie's heart beat wildly.
I knew there was a system!
What kind of system would it be?
While he was looking forward to it, the system's voice sounded again.
"The daily check-in system has been activated. As long as they completed the designated check-in mission, they would be able to obtain various lottery benefits.”
What?
Daily check-in?
You want me, a weak man who can't even stand the wind and can't even walk three steps, to run around doing check-in missions?
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