Chapter 153 Night Tour in Luoyang

When the task reminder sound of the main god space rang in their ears, Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen didn't care at all, they were in Luoyang City under the bombardment!

Very outrageous!

After Tang Yu left, Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen felt bored and prepared to go around.

If they were lucky enough to walk into the gentle land where the lights were bright, then hehehe...

Isn't it fate?

The two people tacitly didn't point it out. They still understand the four irons of today.

Arm in arm, the two came to this Luoyang street.

I didn't expect that Luoyang didn't have a curfew. There was a street in the city with many businesses and it was surprisingly lively.

The lamps on both sides of the street were not oil lamps, but placed in glass covers. The burning flames illuminated the whole street like daylight, as if~it seemed to be burning natural gas!

Damn, there are still natural gas lamps in this era. Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen felt the magic again.

In addition, the steam boilers placed by the shops on the street made Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen scratch their heads.

The technology of this era is really incomprehensible.

There are all kinds of things sold on this street, including food, clothing and daily necessities, which are no worse than the night markets in modern cities.

The brightest shop is an incense and candle shop, which burns flames of various colors, such as gold, red, blue, green, white, etc., just like the flames of gods and Buddhas in mythology, which can really blind ordinary eyes.

But the two are not ordinary people.

"Lithium, iron, carbon, sodium, phosphorus..." Zhang Zichen looked at these flames and said.

"What?" Wang Jinjue's academic performance was a mess, let alone chemistry.

"I said, these flame colors are the colors of those metals burning."

"You still know this?" Wang Jinjue was surprised.

"I saw it when I was doing internship in the factory." Zhang Zichen said helplessly.

"Is it hard to work in the factory?"

"Of course. Three shifts... 16 hours a day, except for work, it's sleep. People are almost stupid." Zhang Zichen recalled.

"Fortunately, I just graduated from high school and haven't found a job, but I may have to work in a factory. Who would have thought that I would come to the main god space." Wang Jinjue said with a smile.

"Yeah, who would have thought~" Zhang Zichen also sighed at the wonderful fate.

During the road show, there was a snack stand selling potatoes with a sign "Wushan Specialty". There were various potato snacks, such as potato cakes, potato cubes, fried potato shreds, and small balls made of mashed potatoes.

"Two guests, this is a specialty of Wushan, you two must try it." The owner of the stall was busy and greeted the two people enthusiastically.

Even if the two people were uneducated, they knew that there were no potatoes in the Ming Dynasty! But they saw the gas lamp, so it was not surprising that there were potatoes.

"Give me a potato ball."

"Give me a fried potato shreds."

"Okay~ ten copper coins~" The stall owner took the copper coins handed over by Wang Jinjue, took out two pieces of oil paper, wrapped the snacks, and poured maltose on them.

People in the Ming Dynasty really love sweet food.

Or, it is hard for people in this era to eat sweet food.

Perhaps seeing Wang Jinjue take out the money, a beggar ran out from some corner, ran to Wang Jinjue, knelt down and said, "Sir, please have mercy on me. I haven't eaten for a few days."

Wang Jinjue was still young, and he had never seen beggars on the street in the 21st century. He saw that the beggar was still young, missing an arm, and was in tatters. He couldn't bear it, so he took a few copper coins to give him.

Copper coins, gold and silver are really like straw paper to a reincarnation like him.

After the beggar's dirty hands took it, he ran away.

"My guest, you are really quick. I still want to tell you not to give them money." The stall owner said regretfully.

"Why do you say that, boss?" Zhang Zichen said.

"These are all little beggars raised by the beggar leader nearby. If you pity him, just buy him a few steamed buns. You give him money, but the beggar leader takes it away. Maybe other little beggars will come to ask for money later. You have to be careful." The stall owner kindly reminded.

"It's okay~" Wang Jinjue didn't care at all. As a reincarnation, he couldn't be afraid of these things. His flesh and blood puppets were following him not far behind.

Sure enough. The two of them didn't walk a few steps, and a few beggars ran out from nowhere and knelt in front of Wang Jinjue to beg for money.

Wang Jinjue didn't want to pay attention to them at first, but just touched the Feiyan sachet hanging around his neck. Seeing their miserable appearance, he took some copper coins to them and whispered: "You hide them secretly and spend them yourself, don't give them to the beggar leader."

The boy named San'er, who led the begging, took a handful of copper coins in a daze. He looked at Wang Jinjue with one eye. He had never seen anyone talk to him so gently.

He took the money, kowtowed to Wang Jinjue, then waved his hand and left with the other beggars.

"I didn't expect that you are also a kind-hearted person, Jinjue." Zhang Zichen said as he watched what Wang Jinjue did.

"I just looked at them and felt very uncomfortable." Wang Jinjue said silently.

He used to be carefree and didn't treat the people in the mission world as human beings at all. With the attitude of playing games, he only treated those people as NPCs.

After I left, I didn't care whether they lived or died.

It wasn't until I came to this world that I realized that they were also flesh and blood, and had hardships. He was luckier than these people, but he couldn't take luck as a waste and take it for granted.

He suddenly felt that he had grown up a little and understood some truths.

"In this case, why don't we punish the evil?" Zhang Zichen said.

Wang Jinjue's eyes lit up, and he felt that what Zhang Zichen said made sense.

He was a person who had the power to practice his ideas!

"Let's go!" He said excitedly, and with a wave of his hand, his flesh and blood puppet came quickly. He sat on the shoulder of the flesh and blood puppet, which was his fighting state.

As for brothels and fun, how could they compare to this excitement.

The two of them were three-star reincarnations who had completed the transformation. Following a few little beggars was not easy.

They followed the beggars' breath and soon came to a small courtyard on another street.

This place was only a few intersections away from the street just now, but no one lit the lights, it seemed deep, and there was only a little candlelight in one courtyard.

The sound of beating and scolding could be heard faintly.

"You bastard, those two are so rich, why don't you go beg!"

"Sir! Sir! Those two have no money."

"You bastard, if you don't go beg, you tell me you have no money! Are you itching for money? Are you hiding money secretly?"

The bamboo whip hit the skin, making a "pa pa" sound.

"Sir! Sir! Really no money!"

"Asshole! If you don't listen to me, I'll beat you to death today!"

The beggar San'er held his head and let the bamboo whip of the beggar leader hit his back. He gritted his teeth. The beggar leader was old and he had no strength to hit him a few more times.

The bamboo whip didn't fall for a long time, and then a huge figure was seen, grabbing the beggar leader by the neck and holding him up.

The ancient society was actually very dark, and it is difficult for modern people to understand.