Take the whole family through the library

Chapter 1 The New Storyteller of the West City
It was not struck by lightning, nor fell into the sewer, in short, nothing.After going through the whole day normally, when I woke up the next day, the whole family collectively changed their living environment.There are still a few holes in the thatched roof; one can imagine what a house like this will look like on a rainy day.Tick ​​tock can definitely play a symphony!
Surrounding the walls made of mud and chaotic stones, unknown weeds grew in several places, and even small unknown wild flowers bloomed in some grass nests, almost without butterflies or bees coming to gather honey!There are also several places where the color and thickness of the mud are so out of tune with the surrounding walls, it is obvious that they were added later.

The dark, patched quilt exudes a musty, sour smell mixed with the smell of sweat.In less than half a year, the quilt will never emit this sour smell of sweat!Lin Qiaoqiao wrinkled her nose and kicked off the quilt covering her body with a look of disgust.

There was actually a thin dirty sheet under her body, and thick straw was spread underneath.To say that the bed sheet seems a bit high-handed, in fact, it is stitched together piece by piece of rags.It is estimated to be about one meter long and about half a meter wide.

"Is this mother sleeping with a human?" Lin Qiaoqiao frowned.

Although it has been worn for half a month, it is still not used to waking up every day.Today is a big day, and whether they can change their family's food problems in the future depends entirely on today's success or failure.

"Qiaoqiao, the water is brought in for you." Mother Lin put down a pot of steaming water, then turned and left.Even this old tub has been mended and mended.

The emaciated little girl with withered yellow hair and a sallow face looked at it again and again with a look of disgust.

"It's not sad, it's shabby!" Lin Qiaoqiao frowned again.

No wonder the text always talks about shabby scholars, but Lin Sanfu is not a scholar but a child!If this person is admitted as a scholar, the family may not even have to use this decent big wooden basin!Really complied with that sentence, a down-and-out poor scholar only has one more legitimate title of begging than a beggar.Nine-year-old Lin Qiaoqiao washed her body while recalling the rehearsal script.

By the time the whole family packed up and rushed to Luochuan County, the sun had already risen high.Fortunately, the Lin family didn't come to catch the morning market. The morning market was in the east of Luochuan County, and the local people commonly called the morning market the East Market.

After paying the entry fee of three copper coins, the three members of the Lin family rushed towards the West Market without stopping.After delivering ten copper coins, he got the right to use an open space for stalls near the teahouse for one day.

The sales in the West Market are mainly supplied to residents in Luochuan County, and the price of the same commodity is a few copper coins higher than that in the East Market.It was still early at this time, there were not many pedestrians passing by, and all around were small vendors who were busy setting up their stalls or ordinary people who wanted to earn a few more copper coins.

The weather in April is still a bit hot under the sun.At this time, there is no work in the field, and there are many people who come to the market to set up stalls.Residents in Luochuan County like to spend their free time in teahouses.Or go to the theater to stay, of course, there are also high-spending ones who go to brothels or gambling houses.

Lin Sanfu had inquired a long time ago that there were three teahouses in West Market.As for the storyteller in this teahouse, the past few days happen to be rest days.

(End of this chapter)