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Chapter 1 The Way of the World
The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Carrying a heavy bamboo basket, Zhang Yuan struggled forward on the rugged mountain road.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from the forehead of the fifteen-year-old boy. His light bronze skin was shining brightly under the sunlight, and his muscles were flexed under his thin clothes.

After turning the fork in the road, a mountain village surrounded by mountains appeared in Zhang Yuan's sight.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face and smiled faintly.

Chenjiacun.

Zhang Yuan’s home in this life!
Five years ago, he unraveled the mystery of his life in the womb and gradually recovered his memories of his past life.

Although he didn't understand why he traveled to this ancient alien world, Zhang Yuan did not complain about his fate or give up on himself. Instead, he worked hard to learn survival skills.

By now he has gotten used to the life here.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuan did not go directly towards home, but took another path.

Soon, he saw a wooden house at the edge of the forest.

Zhang Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

In front of the wooden house, in the yard surrounded by a fence, three teenagers in tight clothes were practicing boxing and martial arts in a methodical manner under the guidance of a middle-aged man!

This scene made Zhang Yuan's throat even drier. He pursed his lips tightly and continued walking towards the wooden house.

But this path, which I have walked countless times, seems particularly difficult to walk on today.

However, before Zhang Yuan arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the middle-aged man came out first to block him.

The middle-aged man was tall and dark-skinned, with a long scar on the left side of his face. He had sharp eyes and a fierce aura.

The look he gave Zhang Yuan was obscure and unclear.

"Master Gao!"

Zhang Yuan quickly took off the bamboo basket and said respectfully, "The price of rice in the county town has increased by one cent today, so I only bought 74 kilograms..."

"okay."

The middle-aged man interrupted him directly and said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work, you don't have to come again in the future."

Although he was mentally prepared, Zhang Yuan's heart still sank when he heard the other party's ruthless words.

He was silent for a moment, then asked bitterly, "Master Gao, did I do something wrong?"

There are hundreds of households in Chenjia Village, with a total of five to six hundred people. Among them, the two who are recognized as the most capable are Mr. Chen, who is knowledgeable and knows some medical skills, and the other is Gao the Hunter in front of Zhang Yuan!
After Zhang Yuan awakened his memories of his past life, he first studied literature and writing under Master Chen, and then went to great lengths to please Hunter Gao.

It is said that Hunter Gao was a soldier. He returned to his hometown and settled in Chenjia Village due to injury. He usually made a living by hunting.

This man was an excellent fighter and had once killed a black bear by himself. If he hadn't had a lame leg, he could have gotten a good job in the county government or in a wealthy family in the county.

However, Hunter Gao was a solitary and cold person. He always lived alone and rarely interacted with the villagers. He was very difficult to get close to.

In order to learn the other party's skills, Zhang Yuan endured the cold eyes and ridicule and tried his best to serve him.

For example, today, he rushed to the county town twenty miles away before dawn and carried back dozens of kilograms of rice with great effort.

As for the daily chores like chopping wood and fetching water, Zhang Yuan had helped the other party do it countless times!
Over three years, even a piece of stone should have been warmed by his sincerity, but today it was poured with a bucket of cold water.

Even though Zhang Yuan had been a man of strong will in his two lives, he couldn't help but feel resentful.

Hunter Gao glanced at him indifferently and said, "You did a good job. I also know what you are thinking. I originally thought of taking you as my disciple, but..."

He pointed at the three young men in the yard and said, "Yesterday, Mr. Chen Deping brought his sons here to become his disciples and presented generous gifts. Do you understand?"

Chen Deping, Mr. Chen?

Zhang Yuan was extremely surprised - why would a gentry family bring their children to a mountain village to learn skills from a master?
But no matter what the reason, he obviously had no ability to compete with the children of the wealthy family!

Suppressing the doubts and sadness in his heart, Zhang Yuan lowered his head and replied, "I understand."

"very good."

Hunter Gao nodded, very satisfied with Zhang Yuan's sensible attitude.

The middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the bamboo basket on the ground, turned around and limped a few steps, then suddenly turned back and reached into his arms, took out a few silver coins and threw them in front of Zhang Yuan: "Go back."

Looking at the scattered coins on the ground, Zhang Yuan subconsciously clenched his fists.

Immediately, he spread out his five fingers, bent down and picked up the silver coins without missing a single copper coin.

He deserves it!

When Zhang Yuan stood up again, his eyes met the young man from the wealthy family in the courtyard.

The oldest boy crossed his arms, with a half-smile on his face, and looked at Zhang Yuan with contempt and ridicule in his eyes. It was as if he was looking at a poor beggar!

Another young man made a face at Zhang Yuan, his disdain evident in his words.

It seems to be saying: How could a mere lowly peasant like you get the courage to become an apprentice and learn skills?
Zhang Yuan turned around and left silently.

Not long after he walked out, he heard a mocking voice from behind: "Brother, that man looks like a black monkey."

"Haha, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"

"Ignore him, let's continue practicing."

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yuan turned a deaf ear to it.

Zhang Yuan would not shout “Don’t bully the young and poor, things may change over time”, but he will remember the humiliation he suffered today in his heart, and it will become a driving force for him to forge ahead!
It doesn’t matter if he missed an opportunity. He is still young and there will be many more opportunities in the future.

But what Zhang Yuan never expected was that when he returned to his home at the east end of the village, he saw three or five people gathered at the door, and there were neighbors next to them looking around curiously.

And Zhang Yuan's mother in this life, a thin and old woman, was negotiating with the people blocking the door with tears in her eyes!

"mother!"

Zhang Yuan rushed over without thinking and grabbed the hatchet at his waist with his right hand.

"Yuanwaer is back!"

A sharp-eyed neighbor shouted.

The people blocking the door turned around immediately, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a rat-like face, screamed, "You are Zhang Yuan, right? You're back just in time!"

Zhang Yuan noticed that the other party was holding an account book in his hand, and his followers were all strong servants.

He immediately stopped and calmly put down the hatchet: "I'm Zhang Yuan, tell me what you want to say."

In this life, Zhang Yuan lost his father when he was young, and has been living with his widowed mother in the village. Now at the age of fifteen, he has become the pillar of the family.

"also."

The lawyer-like fellow twirled his whiskers and said in a grand manner, "The county government has assigned corvée labor to thirty households in Chenjia Village, and your family is among them. So at the beginning of next month, you have to go to the county town to serve for five months."

Zhang Yuan was surprised: "My family was already enlisted last year, why is it our turn again this year?"

For the villagers, the corvée labor assigned by the county was undoubtedly one of the most terrible things.

Corvée labor could last for three to five months or even a year or two, and the laborer had to bring his own food rations. It was hard and dangerous work, so it was normal for a strong man to become too thin or disabled after returning from military service.

This is still considered good, some things are gone forever!
It's like the gates of hell.

Last year, Zhang Yuan's family was required to perform corvée labor. His mother sold the remaining jewelry from her dowry and used the silver to pay the debt.

I thought it would be quiet for a few years, but I didn’t expect it to come again this year.

It’s really unbearable!
“Last year was last year, this year is this year!”

Zhangtou sneered and said, "Starting from this month, the corvée and taxes of Chenjia Village will be managed by our Master Chen. If you don't want to serve, then pay five taels of silver."

"Five taels?!"

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes wide: "Last year it was three taels, why is it five taels this year?"

"I told you, last year was last year!"

Master Zhang sneered and said, "This year our Master Chen is returning to the village to settle down. He plans to rebuild the village's ancestral temple. Every household will contribute, so the extra two taels for you is a bargain."

"Remember you must pay it within three days, otherwise you will have to serve in the county!"

"let's go!"

Zhang Yuan watched the group of people leave arrogantly, then helped his mother back to the thatched house.

Zhang's mother grabbed her son's arm and burst into tears: "Yuan, Yuan, what should we do? Otherwise..."

She suddenly thought of something and grabbed it tightly with her fingers: "Run away, run far away by yourself and don't come back, don't worry about me!"

"Mom, it's okay."

Zhang Yuan gently held his mother's skinny hand and said in a deep voice, "I have a way."

Although he said this, the anger in his heart turned into a burning flame, surging in his eyes.

This damn world!
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