Ming Dynasty 404, Qianyuan 7th year.

Qingzhou, Shunde Prefecture, Heishan City.

It's late summer and approaching autumn, and although the weather is still very hot, it already feels a bit like autumn.

Boom!

The ear-splitting thunder comes from far and near, stepping on the dark clouds, from far and near from the darkening sky.

Thin raindrops formed a line, falling from top to bottom through the sky.

From the mountains in the distance, to the fields nearby, and finally, to the Black Mountain City surrounded by gray-white walls, it spread all over the land.

Wow~

The cold spring rain fell from the eaves and slapped on the few bluestone slabs on the street, shattering his bones.

"It is raining again……"

Yang Yu raised his head slightly and looked at the gloomy sky, feeling not in a good mood.

He was wearing a gray linen shirt with patches and holes and a pair of straw sandals. Looking at the pouring rain, his body felt a little chilly.

Don't go out on rainy days.

This is a common sense of life spread among residents in outer cities, and he himself has verified it, but...

"Oh... mother-in-law, I'm going to work!"

Sighing, Yang Yu casually took off the bamboo hat on the wall and put it on before going out.

"Kid, slow down."

The gray-haired old woman walked out of the house, held his hand distressedly, put an egg into his hand, and told him to be careful on the road.

"Mother-in-law..."

Yang Yu knew he couldn't refuse, so he could only stuff the egg in its shell into his mouth, said something vaguely, and went out.

It is inevitable that I feel sour in my heart. I was not from a wealthy family in my previous life, but I never had to give in because of an egg.

During the year he was adopted, it was not like he never thought about doing something to improve his life, but finally gave up.

It’s so difficult to do anything in this world.

"Ugh~"

In the rain, a stench covered up the earthy smell and penetrated his nose arbitrarily, making his eyelids twitch wildly.

In the six months since he came to this world, the most unbearable thing for Yang Yu is not the lack of electricity, Internet, and mobile phones.

But the people here don't care about hygiene.

People urinating and urinating everywhere are everywhere. It's fine when it's normal, but when it rains, it's a disaster.

Heavy rain cleans everything and can easily flush out some human and animal excrement from dark corners.

That scene was simply terrifying!

Of course he has no mysophobia, but who can resist this?

"We must move, move!"

Yang Yu gritted his teeth, carefully raised his feet, and tried to walk as high as possible.

There are not many people in Heishan City in the rain. Some people are wiping themselves in the rain, some are washing farm tools, and of course, there are also people washing dung buckets.

Without squinting, Yang Yu walked through alleys, streets, and squares in a timid manner, and then stopped.

The inner city has arrived.

The low but newly renovated city wall separates the inner and outer cities.

Compared to the outer city, the inner city is a little tidier and has much better facilities such as drainage. When he got here, he was much faster.

After a while, you can see the stone lion of the Yamen from a distance.

The Yamen is very old, and many places are in disrepair and are crumbling, and there are even weeds in many places.

If it weren't for the pair of stone lions, Yang Yu would have hardly recognized it as a yamen when he first arrived.

Of course the yamen has money, and there is no shortage of money for maintenance, but who will use the money to repair the yamen when it can be put into their own pockets?

It is not just Heishan City that officials do not build yamen.

"Xiao Jing came quite early."

Someone behind me said hello.

Yang Yu turned around and saw the same childish face under the same coir raincoat and bamboo hat.

His name is Zhu Shisan, and like Yang Yu, he is a government servant.

"Well, I'm afraid the rain will get heavier."

Yang Yu made a casual remark.

"Oh, I really envy you. You only have to guard the warehouse. We, I'm afraid, have to patrol the streets..."

Zhu Shisan looked sad and envious.

"hehe."

Yang Prison forced a smile.

They are government servants, not officials. It can be said to be a type of corvee service, no different from labor service or military service. It is a real hard job.

A hundred years ago, they not only had no wages, but also had to provide their own dry food.

But for such a job, if the old man who adopted him hadn't been a jailer, he wouldn't have had his turn at all.

Without him, although the yamen service is a hard job, it is possible to become a regular employee.

"Counting the days, a new batch of prisoners will be arriving soon. I hope there won't be any murderers..."

Zhu Shisan was a little excited and a little worried.

Black Mountain City is a prison city.

Most of the prisoners in Shunde Prefecture will be sent here. After the autumn, they will either be executed on the spot or taken to Qingzhou Prefecture together with the prisoners from other prefectures.

In previous years, there were many murderers who robbed prisons.

Along with danger, there is also hope for them to become normal...

"I hope so."

Yang Prison sighed with a dull look on his face.

From a law student who was about to enter college, to a refugee, and now a temporary worker in a government office, he was completely devastated.

But he didn't have anything to rely on.

The 'cauldron' that seemed to have brought him to this world was still attached to his stomach like a birthmark.

Unfortunately, it is not available for the time being.

The two chatted for a while, whether there was a case somewhere, someone died in so-and-so's family, more people were sick recently, whether the business of Liansheng Tutoring was doing well, etc.

Most likely it was Zhu Shisan who spoke, while Yang Yu listened quietly.

Not long after, the official from Dianmao arrived, had a quick interview, and then went to do his own thing.

The warehouse of the Yamen was very busy. After the shift was handed over, Yang Yu finished the day's work in just one hour.

The writing and language of past and present lives are naturally different, but mathematics is universal. This clerk in the yamen warehouse is certainly not a problem for him who has just prepared for the college entrance examination.

After finishing his work, he took out a tightly wrapped small cloth bag from the corner.

Spread it out, and there is a book and some small pebbles inside.

'I hope I am worthy of the stones I have eaten...'

Picking up a stone, Yang Yu sighed in his heart and swallowed it quickly with a wooden face.

It wasn't until I felt an almost imperceptible flow of heat passing through my body that I felt slightly shaken.

What should we do if we are poor in literature but rich in martial arts? If we are poor but want to practice martial arts?

Chew on rocks!

As we all know, a small stone contains a large amount of inorganic salts, which is an excellent tonic for a poor man like him.

As long as you eat stones well and quickly, you can become a winner in life. Being a martial arts master is not a dream...

This is of course impossible. Eating too many stones will only cause gastroptosis.

Yang Prison has no habit of self-abuse. The reason why he eats stones as snacks is all because of the cauldron.

The opening of this cauldron requires energy, and the source of this energy is actually limited to 'soil' and 'stone'...

In order to open this cauldron, he has been eating stones for a year...

He turned to the stone and opened the book on the case.
To be continued...