Night, the moon star is rare, there is no electricity, there is no TV, there is no night life, Ning Cechen lying on the bed, sleeping with clothes, moonlight from the outside of the window, sprinkled on the bed, sprinkled on the foot of the bed, closed eyes, but can not sleep, the heart is blocked, difficult to sleep!

He thought a lot, before, now, the earth, Shenzhou, this world, and finally, he thought of Ningshan, and dark scene, some moved in his heart, but more is a bit of a blockage, there is shame, and shame, do not know whether it is ashamed of the original owner of the body or for themselves, a big man, with hands and feet, but also rely on others to support, really make people blush, think Ningchen feel blush!

You have to make money as soon as possible!”

Finally, Ning Cechen sighed, he looked very thoroughly, in the final analysis, the current top priority is a word of money!There is money, the immediate problem is solved, there is no money, everything is bullshit, think too much is useless, the world is not idealism, not the mind decides to exist, because you want, you will get, the most important thing is to do!

With this idea, Ning Cechen slowly felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but he felt that he was confused, could not sleep, felt as if he was asleep, but he seemed to be asleep, in a state of half asleep, and in the middle of the night, Ning Cechen woke up completely, and could not sleep, because the weather was too cold!

The whole Liangguo is from the north of Shenzhou, north of the Yellow River, and now has entered November, the sun temperature is still a little better during the day, but at night, the temperature is cold, it is estimated that it is several degrees, even minus a few degrees, Ning Cechen is happy, here is not the same as the earth in the previous life, otherwise in accordance with the north-south temperature difference of the earth, into the lunar November, immediately enter the temperature of the lunar month, not more than ten degrees, tens of degrees is strange!

But so much, a few degrees of temperature can not hurt, the window is also transparent, from time to time into the cold wind, the bed is not like a bed, is covered with a layer of licorice covered with a table, the quilt is thin and broken and cold, it is estimated that it is thinner than the thin quilt covered in the southern summer on the earth!

Why not air conditioning?Why not quilts?Even if I don't eat enough, now I just want to sleep soundly, can't I?I just want to sleep soundly, is it really that hard?

Well, it seems impossible?Finally, another cold wind poured in through the window, and Ning Cechen brushed a trembling and thoroughly convinced!

I can't sleep anymore, Ning Cechen got out of bed, put on his shoes, walked out of the room, went to the main house, the whole house was quiet, only the moonlight outside the window sprinkled into the house, let the room look a little bright, listened to it in front of the door of Ningshan, found this guy snoring, the sound was like thunder, and it was good to shake his head!

Go to the table and light the oil lamp above, this oil is specially made of fir tree oil in the mountains, and will solidify itself when it is not burned!

The fire of the thumb rose, standing next to the fire, and could feel the temperature of the fire, and then Fang Ming took it out of the poetry and copy of Jifu this afternoon!

Since you can't sleep, copy the book, Ning Cechen's heart is helpless, can't sleep, and some upset in his heart, but at the thought of his current situation, three meals are not guaranteed, and it is king to make money to solve the current dilemma!

There is no such thing as now, there is an urgent need for money, even if the landlord was forced to call rent when he just graduated!

Grinding!The pen!

Take out the poem originally placed in the middle of the table, and put a copy in front of the book, the so-called copy, is already in accordance with the original need to copy the style of the book, size, the number of chapters bound, the only difference is the gap inside, the title and content need to be copied in accordance with the original!

Here has been invented paper, but did not invent printing, but unfortunately I do not remember how to understand the printing of the stuff, otherwise to get out of the copy, they will be developed!

In my heart, I thought for a little, Ning Cechen began to draw a pen to prepare for the hand!

The poetry is mainly a collection of poems, including the poems during the Spring and Autumn Warring States of Zhou Dynasty, a total of more than 500, Ning Cechen opened to look at it and found that this poem is surprisingly similar to the poetry on the previous earth. . .This makes him a little confused, it seems that the world, and the earth is similar to the ancient China things ah!

As a student, Ning Cechen can't do anything else, the world has no system of the science and technology system, can not get a name, but also full of abdominal, a hand is also written elegant, this may also be the original owner of this body to Ning Cechen a few benefits, otherwise even a copy of the life of the things can not be done.

“Poetry!”

“Cut up!”

“Cutguan, on the river continent.My lady, my husband, I'm good.The vegetables, on the left.My Fair Lady, I pray for it.Ask for it, think.“Move to the other side.”

After writing the title, start writing the content of the poem, open the first page, and write the Guanyi!

. . .

The next day, the sun rose!

“Didn’t you sleep last night?”

In the morning, Ningshan rubbed his sleepy eyes, woke up from his sleep, a door, saw Ning Cechen, who was writing, and the oil lamp next to him was still burning, which made him suddenly conclude that Ning Cechen had climbed up before dawn!

“It’s dawn!”

Ning Cechen's hand pen, awakened by Ningshan's words, looked up at the head with amazement, looked out of the window, only to find some dazzling, it was not known that the sun had risen, let him a moment some froze!

"Son, are you all right?" said Ningshan, with some concern.

“Oh, it’s okay!”Ning Cechen instinctively replied to a sentence, saw Ningshan suspiciously look at himself, once again accentuated his tone and stared: "I am really okay!"

“I’ll cook first!”

Finally, Ningshan looked at Ning Cechen's eyes suspiciously, and then went out to wash his face and cook!

What's going on? - It's dawn!There’s no reason to be so focused!”

There was only one Ning Cechen left in the room, but he himself was shocked and uncertain, looked at the pen, and did not know when, a book had been copied by him!He felt that there was a contradiction in it, as if there were something unusual, and last night he himself began to copy, and then, copy, and then...

In his mind, Ning Cechen found that he only copied books in his mind, and even the entire poem he clearly remembered, but the rest could not remember, including when it was dawn, how to come, did he always copy the book?This only shows that he is too focused, but this kind of focus is a little unusual!

Put down the pen in his hand, Ning Cechen's thoughts are lost in thought, one morning is thinking about this thing, including eating, in the end, Ningshan went out with a wood knife, and only Ning Cechen was left in the yard!

“No, there must be something wrong there!Try it once!”

Standing in the yard, set up a copy, picked up a brush, Ning Cechen decided to copy the book again!