After many hardships, Li Xian finally arrived at Lizhou. Upon entering Lizhou City and seeing the familiar streets and scenery, Li Xian's nose felt sour. It was impossible to say that he was not affected by the emotions of the original owner of this body. Just as the soul cannot be separated from the body, emotions are also produced by your memories.
Since he had all of Li Xian's memories, it was equivalent to making Li Xian's emotions a secondary personality of his. Li Xian walked to a crossroad, pressed his heart, and muttered to himself,""Don't worry. Since I'm here, I'll definitely take care of your mother. You can go in peace!"
Of course, Lizhou City was not as prosperous as Chang 'an, which was the largest and most prosperous metropolis in the world. However, Lizhou had its own bustling city. The streets and alleys were filled with people coming and going, and the shops and vendors were selling their goods. It was very lively.
Li Xian looked around as he walked. Suddenly, he saw a wine shop by the roadside. A wooden platform was set up in front of the shop. On the platform, there were more than ten wine jars sealed with yellow mud. Behind the platform stood a slim young woman with a curved skirt.
Curled skirts had gradually stopped being popular since the end of the Han Dynasty. Instead, it was popular to wear traditional clothes and skirts. Unexpectedly, he saw a woman wearing a Han style curved skirt here. Her hair was tied up in a bun with a bun. The curved skirt hanging down her sleeves was dignified and beautiful.
The mountains and rivers of Ba Shu had given her a petite and curvaceous figure. Her oval face was fair and tender, with a pair of dimples on her cheeks. Her cheeks were white and red, her eyebrows were long and curved, and her eyes were clear. They complemented her simple appearance.
Some people say that the color of the mountain, the taste of the water, the light of the flowers, and the appearance of the woman, even those who are good at talking cannot say a word, but only those who understand can know. At this moment, the woman's movements were neither fast nor slow, revealing a sense of rhythm and beauty. Her voice was sweet, not inferior to Wu Nong's soft language. That kind of beauty could only be understood but not described.
Seeing such a charming woman, Li Xian couldn't help but take a few more glances. Only then did he notice that there were two men in the wine shop. They were half-naked, wearing only a pair of calf-nosed pants, and barefooted. They were sitting on a small bench washing wine vessels. There were four big words written on the wine banner: ”
Li Xian's lips twitched.""F * ck! Tang Chao's cosplay, this shopkeeper has a good business mind!”
The beautiful woman disguised as Zhuo Wenjun took the money and handed a jar of wine to the customer. She smiled sweetly and said,""Uncle, take care. Come back after you drink!"
" Zhuo Wenjun " turned around and met Li Xian's gaze. Li Xian couldn't help but feel his face heat up. Staring at a girl like this was indeed outrageous. In modern times, he had seen extremely beautiful women through movies, television, and the Internet. However, if it was about the charm of ancient times, how could those people dress up like this?
Li Xian looked as if he had been caught red-handed as a thief and hurriedly looked away guiltily. That " Zhuo Wenjun " looked at him from head to toe. Her beautiful lips suddenly pursed slightly. She left the table and took out a paper bag from her bosom. From it, she took out a Hu biscuit.
'Zhuo Wenjun' glanced at Li Xian, then split the cake into two. He put away one half and handed the other half to Li Xian. Li Xian was slightly taken aback, and half a Hu pancake had already appeared in his hand.
" Zhuo Wenjun " said gently," You're young and healthy. What business can you do to earn a living? A real man should live an upright and upright life and not be a beggar!”
Li Xian stared at Zhuo Wenjun in a daze, momentarily speechless. So I was peeping at her foolishly, but she mistook me for a beggar who wanted to beg?
At this moment, the fat shopkeeper of the wine shop appeared out of nowhere and shouted,"You little girl, did I pay you to do charity? His family was so poor that he couldn't eat, and he still had to help others. Hurry up and sell wine! If you can't sell five jars of wine today, I'll deduct your salary!”
The gentle and beautiful " Zhuo Wenjun " suddenly stuck her tongue out playfully at Li Xian, but inadvertently revealed the appearance of a sweet and lovely girl. She quickly returned to the back of the wine table, straightened her back, and turned back into the appearance of a graceful young woman to sell wine.
The fat shopkeeper came forward and pushed Li Xian away roughly.""Go, go, go. Stay away. Don't affect my business here.”
Li Xian was pushed away by the fat shopkeeper. He put away the Hu biscuit and walked a dozen steps away. He looked back and saw Zhuo Wenjun, with a smile as bright as the sun, trying his best to sell the wine to the two pedestrians who had stopped in front of him.
Li Xian heaved a sigh of relief and turned his gaze. Suddenly, he saw his own appearance on a bronze mirror placed in a shop selling mirrors. At this time, Li Xian, who was climbing the mountains, was already dressed in rags, unkempt, and looked like a beggar. No wonder Zhuo Wenjun, who sold wine in the loam, treated him as a beggar.
Li Xian shook his head with a bitter smile." Compared to the protagonists in those transmigration novels, perhaps I'm the most pitiful one. It's been months since I transmigrated, but I'm still so down and out!"
Following Li Xian's memory, he found his home. Li Xian's home was in front of a bamboo forest. It was a row of houses, with two compartments on both sides. There was also a small courtyard in front. When Li Xian's father, Li Honest, was a cobbler, his family was quite wealthy and managed to buy this property.
Li Xian pushed open the fence door and walked into the courtyard. He subconsciously called out,""Mother! Mother! I'm back!"
After saying this, Li Xian was stunned. After a moment of silence, he smiled in relief. In fact, it was not wrong. In a sense, he was that woman's son. Wasn't he back this time to fulfill his filial piety for her son?
But there was no answer in the room. Li Xian walked over and pulled the door open, only to find that the door was tied with a straw rope. His mother was not at home. Li Xian heaved a sigh of relief and realized that his mother should be working in the Military Governor's Office.
Originally, Li Xian's mother, Mrs. Pan, did not need to go out to work. She only did housework at home, helping her husband dry and make leather. However, since Honest Li was killed, she had to go out to work in order to make a living. Three years ago, Madam Pan began to work as a needle maiden in the home of the Lizhou Governor, Wu Shi. She should still be there at this time.
Li Xian hesitated for a moment, but he did not untie the straw rope and return to his room. Instead, he walked to the courtyard and sat down under the 18-year-old persimmon tree. This persimmon tree was planted by Honest Li when he was one year old.
Li Xian subconsciously touched the pearl the size of a red date on his neck. He had just returned, so he couldn't experiment now. Otherwise, once he returned to 24 hours ago, he would have to travel for another day. If he wanted to test how useful it was and whether it could continuously reverse time, he would have to wait for at least two days.
Li Xian let out a long sigh, patted the pearl on his chest, and lay down under the persimmon tree with his arms as a pillow. Above his head, the persimmon tree was full of fruits. Each of them was like a string of orange-red pearls, growing freely and willfully.
Li Xian closed his eyes and let the wind caress his cheeks. He thought that he should make use of this strange Cosmic Wheel to earn a large sum of money!
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