Zhang Chao was walking back to the village, and his casual shoes made a sound on the unmelted snow, leaving a line of footprints on the snow.

There was no down jacket or thermal underwear, and the patched linen jacket could not resist the whistling cold wind in winter. Zhang Chao shivered and reached out to pull the collar tightly.

The weather is very cold and the air is very good.

Zhangjiagou is shrouded in white snow, and the trees in the village are all bare with ice ridges.

After walking around outside, Zhang Chao found that his father was really poor.

There is only one very broken cellar, and there is only one, a black bed, a dilapidated low table. The cellar, which is less than 30 square meters, is both a bedroom, a kitchen, and a hall.

When you enter the cellar, there is a earth stove, which is also black. There is an iron pot on it, and a wooden cabinet that is also black and lacks one leg, which seems to be a cupboard.

There were also split wood and a bundle of wheat poles in front of the stove door.

The inner part of the cellar is a bed, a very simple wooden bed, with only a very thin quilt on the bed, and the hay is still placed on it, especially the pillow is still wood.

To be honest, Zhang Chao never thought that Mr. Zhang was so poor. After all, he was a dignified officer, but he looked like a vain.

The only valuable thing in this family is Mr. Zhang’s equipment.

Next to the bed, there was a wooden rack with Dad Zhang's armor on it, a very shiny bright light armor. The two heart-protecting bronze mirrors on the chest of the armor could be used as mirrors. Dad's iron spear, horizontal knife, and bows and arrows were placed aside.

A veteran who had been fighting for decades, when he was old, except for the scars on his body, only this set of armor and weapons were left to accompany him and witness him.

Zhang Chao was very grateful to his father. He lived so hard that he even kindly brought him back and accepted him as his son. If he met someone else, he probably wouldn't be so kind. Maybe he would have to think about how to explain his origin.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chao was really grateful to his father and made up his mind to settle down here.

My dad is still chopping the wood at the door. Winter is coming, so I have to prepare more firewood and it’s so dry.

Zhang Chao planned to help make breakfast, but he stood in the house and looked at it for a while, but couldn't find where the food was at home.

"Dad, where is the food at home? I'll cook."

My father stopped the axe and said, "Hungry? If you are hungry, just cook and eat, and the food is in the jar next to the cupboard."

Only then did Zhang Chao realize that there was a jar next to the dark cupboard. If he didn't pay attention, he thought it was a jar of kimchi.

Zhang Chao opened it and found a food bag inside, but when he picked up the bag, it was empty inside.

In the first year of Wude, my father abandoned Wang Shichong and joined the Tang Dynasty. In the second year of Wude, Li Shimin, the King of Qin of Sui, conquered Liu Wuzhou in Hedong. From the third year of Wude to the fourth year of Wude, he fought with Wang Shichong and Dou Jiande in Henan. He only returned home for a very short period of quit every year. Especially this year, the battle started in February and continued until now.

In fact, although Wang Shichong and Dou Jiande were both destroyed, surrendered or beheaded, Dou Jiande's old subordinate Liu Heita made rebellions in Hebei, and now most of Dou Jiande's old territory has been restored.

Although my father had divided 30 acres of land, he fought continuously and had no time to cultivate and rented the fields to others to plant. However, now at the beginning of the founding of the country after the chaos, the people in Zhangjiagou had more or less twenty acres of land. In the absence of cattle and horses, he could not take care of his own land. In addition, it was still dry this year, so even Zhangjiagou, Bashang, which was located in the Guanzhong Plain, had not a high yield in the fields.

"Dad, what food is there!"

Carrying an empty food bag, Zhang Chao shouted helplessly to the father outside the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he traveled over, he would not only be frozen, but also starved.

"What's the food in the tank?"

"Well."

"What's the matter? I'll go to Kewu's house to get some, and I'll go to the military mansion to get some in the afternoon." The father looked very calm. He put down his axe, clapped his hands and walked into the house.

"You wait for me, I'll get some food and come back." After saying that, my father left with a bag of noodles.

Zhang Chao stood in the room, a little dazed.

From later generations, he never thought that one day he would worry about the issue of eating, nor did he expect that he would really have to borrow food to live.

After staying for a while, he walked to the bed where his bag was placed.

My dad never moved, he had a backpack.

I opened the bag and found a laptop, a tablet, a camera, a charger, a power bank, a mobile phone, key, wallet, headphones, cigarettes, lighters, a bottle of perfume, a pack of tissues, chewing gum, glasses, data cable, U disk, notepad, several pens, and several magazine books.

Finally, I found a box of condoms.

The more you turn, Zhang Chaoyue was speechless. He didn't realize that there were so many things in his bag.

Razors, Swiss Army Knife, umbrellas, mirrors, throat lozenges, and compass and a pair of telescopes...

There is also a thermos...

A bag of chocolate.

There is also a pair of shoes and a set of changing clothes.

Plus the clothes and shoes I am still wearing, the watch on my hand, and the cell phone in my pocket.

Zhang Chao found that he brought a lot of things.

If you take out one or two of these things to Chang'an, you can probably exchange them for some money? Zhang Chaoxin thought, not to mention anything else, just that simple mirror. The people of the Tang Dynasty must have never seen such high-end, elegant and upscale things, right?

A small mirror bought for more than ten yuan may become a rare glass treasure mirror when you take it to Chang'an?

Not to mention changing to a thousand eight thousand gold and silver or a thousand eight thousand kilograms of grain, is that okay? Zhang Chao couldn't help but have some fantasies in his heart. But then he put away his little excitement. If he looked like he was rashly taking such a rare thing to trade in Chang'an, he would be like a child holding a piece of gold and swaying in the market.

An ordinary man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

An ordinary small mirror may be a treasure in the Tang Dynasty.

Zhang Chao gave up that idea, and he continued to look at the things in his bag, and everything was out of place with this era.

Even a pair of glasses is very special.

No, when you know nothing about this era, it is best not to take these out rashly. Thinking of this, Zhang Chao put everything in his bag again, and even the watch in his pocket was put into his bag.

I took out the phone in my pocket and held it up and shook it unwillingly, but there was still no signal.

With a bitter smile, Zhang Chao turned off his phone and put it in his bag. Close the zipper and lock the password, Zhang Chao stuffed the bag under the bed. He had no other place to stuff it except under the bed. Fortunately, his father had never touched his bag and probably wouldn't go through it in the future.

My father hasn't come back yet, and Zhang Chao, who is idle, began to look at the bed at home. The simple wooden bed is not decent, and it hasn't been inhabited for a long time, so it still has a wet and musty smell.

Although Chang'an is not as cold as that in Jiangnan in winter, it is dry and cold, it is still too cold to just put on a hay cover and a thin quilt at night. You must put on a fire kang.

For a northerner, a kang is definitely not unfamiliar with it. Perhaps those born in the 1990s and 200s in the city are no longer clear about this, but Zhang Chao is very clear. It is not difficult to build a kang, and burning a kang cannot waste too much firewood.

The cellar hole is not big, but it is still enough to put on a kang inside.

Zhang Chao had a kang at home when he was a child. He had seen kangs many times and was very familiar with them. He didn't even need to draw pictures or something, and he immediately had a structural diagram in his mind.

It doesn’t cost much to build a fire kang. It can be used after drying some yellow mud. With the dry bricks, he can build a kang by himself. It’s not difficult to build a kang and add a chimney. Just weave a kang mat after the kang is built.

There is no need to connect the stove to the kang, just leave the stove entrance under the kang. It is just the troublesome chimney, which has to be repaired on the ground outside the house, and at least four meters high.

Acres are also time-consuming and labor-intensive.

My father hummed a little tune and came back with half a bag of food.

"Ke Wu's family took half a bag of millet and weighed two kilograms of white flour. We won't be able to eat this morning."

Zhang Chao was a little confused about what it was, but when his father started kneading dough with dough, he guessed that it was probably pasta. Shaanxi people love pasta, and even in the Tang Dynasty, it was still mostly pasta.

There is no mechanism for noodles in this era. Ordinary people actually eat less noodles, let alone noodles. Eating white noodles is a rare luxury.

And if you want to eat noodles, you have to make them all by hand, knead the dough yourself and then roll them and cut them into them yourself.

My father was good at craftsmanship and was so excited that he finally rolled the white flour into a thin piece of dough, and then cut it into pieces with a kitchen knife.

"Do you know if you burn the fire?" the father asked with a smile.

"I know." Zhang Chao sat in front of the kang and started to burn the fire, but after he sat down, he found that he didn't know where it started.

I pulled a handful of wheat stalks in my hand, but what should I do?

Lighter? Match?

He himself has a lighter, which is also a metal one, which is easy to use and looks good. But what should the people of the Tang Dynasty use to attract fire?

"The flint is there." My father kept paying attention to this place and gave him timely guidance.

Zhang Chao reached out and took out two stones from a small hole in the wall.

Flint, this is the fire-driven thing for the people.

Seeing these two stones, Zhang Chao immediately knew how to use them. But when he started to hit them, he found that the fact was not easy. After hitting them for more than a dozen times, Mars splashed from time to time, but they just couldn't attract them.

"The firewood may be a little tide, I'll do it." My father couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he walked over and took the scythe, and a few times. The sparks splashed on the fire, and then a ball of flame lit up. My father began to bulge his cheeks and blow the fire to help the flames, and the flames became bigger and bigger.

The fire finally started to burn.

Zhang Chao quickly grabbed the wheat pole and added it to the stove, but after a few strokes, a smoke came out, and the fire was extinguished. Zhang Chao bulged his cheeks and blew hard at the stove, but the smoke made him cry, but the fire just couldn't catch it.

Finally, my father took action again, picked up the tongs and picked them a few times, and then blew them a few times, and the fire hula started to burn again.

"When the fire starts to burn, slow down and don't add too much firewood."

Zhang Chao sat there with some depression, but he didn't expect that he was a time traveler and could not even burn the fire.

He told himself, "I can't blame me for this, it's really bad. I burned the stove when I was a child, but it was much better than this. This stove is really hard to burn."

At this time, he had the time to carefully look at the stove. Zhang Chao found that the stove was indeed not good. Zhang Chao's family used to be better at burning than this. Later, when he grew up, he also promoted a kind of stove that saved firewood and was more efficient.

It seems that not only does it take to build a kang, but it also needs to be renovated.
Chapter completed!