Creating a Different World - Chapter 2130

[Chapter 2130: Arrested in the City]

Jia Zhengjin put on the ancient costume he brought from the Yishu world. Although it was slightly different from here, the difference was not too big.

Pushing a homemade single-wheeled cart with a long wooden table and several benches tied to each side of the cart, he walked towards the city of Ye County.

When he arrived near the city gate, he saw the people entering and leaving the city lined up in a long queue, and countless soldiers with yellow scarves were checking them one by one.

He followed the team to the entrance of the city gate. A yellow scarf soldier stopped him and looked at the tables and chairs on the cart carefully: “What are these?”

Jia Zhengjin thought to himself, don’t you even know the tables and chairs?

He smiled and replied, “Just some tables and chairs!”

The yellow scarf soldier who stopped him turned his head and looked at his companions, his face full of question marks.

Several yellow scarf soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other, as if no one understood.

“What is the use of this thing?” The yellow scarf soldier who stopped him poked a bench on the cart with a spear.

“A stool, for sitting!” Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment, took the stool down and put it on the ground, then sat on it. “A stool!”

Several Yellow Turban soldiers were even more confused, and they discussed it in a few words without any conclusion.

Are there no stools at this time? Jia Zhengjin was confused, and after thinking about it carefully, a TV clip about the Three Kingdoms vaguely emerged in his memory. Although it was very vague and he couldn’t even remember the details, it seemed that the characters in it were kneeling?

Ah, yes! People basically knelt during this period, so straw mats were popular, and there was no mention of stools. No wonder these soldiers were confused.

After several Yellow Turban soldiers discussed, they simply ignored the stools for the time being, and pointed their spears at the long table on the car: “What is this?”

“Table!” Jia Zhengjin replied.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were confused again, and they gathered together and whispered.

Could it be that they didn’t even know the table?

No! There must be a table!

Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment, untied a table and put it on the ground, then sat on a stool and made a gesture of eating: “Table!”

“Ah~” Finally a yellow turban soldier reacted, “Food table!” “

Food table?” Jia Zhengjin heard this word for the first time and thought it should mean table, so he nodded, “Yes, it’s a food table!”

“Tsk tsk tsk~” Several yellow turban soldiers looked at these wooden tables and benches with regretful expressions, probably thinking that the craftsmanship was too poor.

“Enter the city!” After carefully checking Jia Zhengjin’s face, they let him in.

“Thank you!” Jia Zhengjin tied the tables and chairs back and pushed the cart slowly into the city.

The interior of this ancient city is still prosperous, with people coming and going on the streets, of course, there are also a lot of golden troops.

“The blue sky is dead!”

“The blue sky is dead!! ” “

The yellow sky should be established!”

“The yellow sky should be established!! “

“The year is Jiazi! “

“The year is Jiazi!! “

“Good luck to the world!”

“Good luck to the world.”

From time to time on the roadside, people with yellow turbans on their heads gathered the people and led them to shout slogans like brainwashing in pyramid schemes.

Most of the people also shouted without hesitation, and the scene was extremely fanatical.

After walking around, Jia Zhengjin almost thought he had entered a cult base.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion should have started now, right?

But it seems that Ye County is peaceful, and the Eastern Han government has not yet started to send troops to conquer the Yellow Turban Army?

In other words, the chaos in the world has not yet begun?

With doubts, Jia Zhengjin found a corner of the market, unloaded the tables and chairs and arranged them, and sat on the side of the road to look around.

There were vendors all around, selling cakes, rice, cloth, swords, and even people in the distance.

That’s right, selling people!

Several skinny adults, holding children who also didn’t see much meat, looked at the passers-by and weakly sold the children with confused faces.

In addition to selling children, there were also some selling women, each of whom looked hungry, and the passing Yellow Turban soldiers turned a blind eye to this.

Jia Zhengjin was just a little surprised by this, but he immediately diverted his attention.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, people were living in poverty. This kind of situation was everywhere, otherwise there would not have been the largest religious peasant uprising in history.

The vendors around were shouting to attract business. Jia Zhengjin seemed a little out of place. He just sat by and observed the surroundings from beginning to end.

Because of this, there was no customer at all.

Of course, the tables and chairs he made were not suitable for this era. People didn’t know what they were used for, which was also a relatively important reason.

After sitting for most of the day without anyone paying attention, he saw the sun begin to set in the west and got up to clean up the tables and chairs.

“Hey!” While he was cleaning up, the pancake seller next to him couldn’t help asking, “What are you selling?”

“What?” Jia Zhengjin looked back at him, but didn’t hear clearly.

“What are you selling?” The pancake seller asked again.

The goddess of knowledge, Fura, had the characteristic of turning the other party’s words into vernacular that Jia Zhengjin could understand, that is, what are you selling?

Jia Zhengjin’s answer was also translated into what the other party could understand: “I have been sitting here for a long time. Didn’t you see? This stool is for sitting, and the table is for eating.”

The pancake seller suddenly realized and made a sound like the yellow turban soldiers guarding the gate. He looked at the wooden table and chair with a particularly regretful look. He probably thought that Jia Zhengjin couldn’t even make a dining table well, and he also made a “stool”. It was too weird: “Forgive me for being frank, this thing is useless! Jiang Chan’s dining table in the west of the city is exquisitely made, and it can only be sold a few times a day.”

He raised a finger, meaning that selling a dining table was very good.

“Really?” Jia Zhengjin didn’t care. It was normal for a newcomer not to know!

“You look unfamiliar, little brother, are you not from Ye County?”

“I came from the mountains and entered the city for the first time.” Jia Zhengjin replied.

“Oh, a countryman?”

“Yes!”

“My surname is Fang, my name is Dabao. Where is my little brother?”

“Jia Chong!” Jia Zhengjin gave a fake name.

“Little brother Jia, you look delicate and tender, not like a countryman, but like a rich man!” Fang Dabao laughed.

“Really?” Jia Zhengjin did find that the people in the city had pale faces, most of them were skinny, and a young man like himself with delicate skin and tender flesh was particularly conspicuous. A pancake seller thinks so, then I guess sitting here for a day, many people have noticed me.

Let’s get out of the city quickly and go back to the temporary base first!

He quickly put the tables and chairs on the cart and tied them up. Without talking to the pancake seller, he pushed the cart towards the city gate.

Before leaving the market, a group of yellow turban soldiers appeared in front of him. The leader rode a yellow-maned horse and held a steel knife in his hand, blocking his way directly.

Then, the yellow turban army quickly surrounded Jia Zhengjin.

“General,” Jia Zhengjin quickly pretended to be confused, “Why are you stopping me?”

“Humph! I have ordered people to observe you for a long time. You don’t look like a merchant. You look sneaky. You must be a spy for the court! Come, take him down!” “Swish!

” The long spears in the hands of the yellow soldiers were all aimed at Jia Zhengjin.

(End of this chapter)