In addition to his own memories of his previous life, Li Xiu also had the memories left by Li Xiu. However, these memories were incomplete and were piled up in a mess. It was like a database without any directory index. It could only be viewed bit by bit, rather than just like his own memory. You can immediately recall all the related things when you think of any point.

It is precisely because of this that when Li Xiu looked at the empty kitchen, he couldn't figure out why he couldn't find a grain of food. Finally, he searched Li Xiu's memory and finally realized that the year was not good this year. As the harvest approached, a big locust plague occurred, almost sweeping the entire Guanzhong. The food collected by the tenants was not as good as that of previous years. They didn't have enough food themselves, let alone paying rent.

In this case, Li Xiu simply waived the rent this year, which made the tenants grateful to him. However, he did not collect rent, but the government's land tax still fell on him because the land belonged to him. In the past, he collected the rent from the tenants and paid the tax. The difference between the middle was his real income. However, this year, not only did he not have rent, he had to pay the land tax on the other side.

Li Xiu had no savings at all. After paying the land tax, he was almost penniless and had no money for food. In fact, before Li Xiu died, he had not eaten anything for two days. Moreover, he was a person who wanted to save face. He would rather go hungry than borrow money from others to borrow food. In addition, Li Xiu was in poor health and was particularly cold last night, but he was so hungry that he lost his life.

After thinking about the above, Li Xiu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The original Li Xiu was dead, but he still had to live. Now there is no grain at home. Li Xiu has just arrived in the Tang Dynasty and no one knows him. It's about to be winter again. This is simply a rhythm of forcing him to death. Could it be that he would die in this winter like the original Li Xiu, due to hunger and coldness?

"As a time traveler, if you really starve yourself to death, that would be a big joke!" Li Xiu said to himself at this time, but then he smiled bitterly, "But time travelers also have to eat. The most important thing now is to find something to eat, and you will have the strength to find a way until you are full!"

After saying that, Li Xiu unwillingly searched all the rooms in his house. In the end, although he couldn't find food or money, he found one thing, a simple fishing rod, and there was a small box next to the fishing rod, which contained fishing lines, fish hooks and other items.

"Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. It seems that this meal is destined to eat fish!" After Li Xiu said that, he picked up the fishing rod and tried it. He found that it was still very strong and could definitely be used.

In his previous life, Li Xiu liked fishing, but he was too busy and had no time to go. However, he still studied fishing. He tied the fishing line and counted the hooks in the box. There were only seven fishing hooks in total. So Li Xiu simply made these seven fishing hooks into group hooks, which is commonly known as bomb hooks. This was a combination hook that appeared in later generations with the rise of sea fishing. Because there were many hooks and strong ability to catch them, it was known as bomb hooks.

However, after the bomb hook was made, Li Xiu suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, because the bomb hook usually uses terrible food as bait. The so-called terrible food is actually a bait formed by slightly fermentation such as bean cakes, sesame cakes, bran and other baits. When used, hold the bait and the fish hook into a ball and throw it into the water. But where is he going to find terrible food now?

"Forget it, it's better to dig some earthworms. More hooks are better than one hook." Li Xiu said helplessly again. In the past, fishing was for fun, but now fishing is to fill your stomach, so there is not much attention.

There was a vegetable field in the yard, and of course there were no vegetables now. Li Xiu dug it up a few shovels and found a lot of earthworms, stuffed them into the box randomly, then drank a lot of water, mixed with water, and then carried the fishing rod out of the door. The river in front of the door was too shallow, and there were children playing on the other side, which was really not a good place to fish, so Li Xiu finally came to the yellow canal to prepare to get off the rod.

Fishing is an activity that coexists with technology and luck. If Li Xiu wants to catch fish, the first thing he wants is to choose a good fishing spot. There are many things to consider, such as season, weather, water conditions, etc. Li Xiu knew a little, so he searched along the river bank, and finally found a good fishing spot under a dead willow tree by the river. This is the best fishing spot nearby. Unfortunately, a middle-aged man was already sitting there and starting to fish.

Although this middle-aged man was dressed in ordinary clothes, his eyebrows were thick and wide and had a very powerful look. He held a straight fishing rod with smooth and smooth hands. He was covered with gold in his hand. There was a comfortable bamboo couch sitting under him. Next to the bamboo couch was a black painted gold-painted food box. Even through the box, Li Xiu could smell the aroma of the food inside, which made him saliva flow. He finally moved his eyes away from the food box.

It was so annoying that Li Xiu looked at the extremely simple fishing rod in his hand, and then looked at the other party's gold-inlaid fishing rod. If he sold the other party's fishing rod, it would probably be enough for him to eat for a year. This made him feel a little unbalanced. He was too lazy to find a fishing spot at the moment and sat directly at the left of the other party. In addition, he hadn't eaten for two days after all, and he was so tired that he was dizzy after walking the road, and he really didn't have the energy to leave again.

Li Xiu did not rush to get off the pole, but pulled out some weeds on the ground that had not yet been completely withered, reeds by the river, and then picked up a stone and smashed them, and finally kneaded them into a ball and threw them into the water. This is called making a nest. The effect of using bait was the best, but unfortunately Li Xiu didn't, so he could only make a nest with weeds, which was better than nothing.

"Boy, why don't you fish well and throw grass into the river?" At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting under the willow tree suddenly turned his head and asked. At this time, Li Xiu noticed that although the other party was sitting there, he could also see that his figure was very tall, especially when he was just holding a fishing rod in his hand, it made people feel like he was holding a sword in his hand. His whole person looked murderous and didn't look like an ordinary person.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, boy is using grass to make a nest. If you are disturbed, please forgive me!" Li Xiu replied politely. After all, the two were so close, and the movement of making a nest could easily shock the fish. Moreover, looking at the other party's murderous look, maybe they were gangsters of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Xiu was unwilling to provoke such people.

"Making a nest?" The mighty middle-aged man was very curious when he heard this fresh noun. He seemed to want to ask but was embarrassed to speak. Li Xiu didn't explain much. After all, everyone was not familiar with him, and he really didn't have the energy to talk more.

At that moment, Li Xiu put the earthworm on the hook, and the middle-aged man next to him was stunned again because he saw someone hanging so many hooks on a fishing line for the first time, but he quickly showed a disdainful expression. Speaking of which, he had also caught fish for many years. Although his skills were not very good, he was quite knowledgeable. Like the fishing method of the young man in front of him, he had never heard of it. He probably was just a clever guy. He thought that more fishing hooks could be fished. How could there be such a simple thing in the world?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man was too lazy to see Li Xiu again, and he began to fish intently.

"Gululu~Gululu~" But what the middle-aged man did not expect was that as soon as he turned his head, he heard a strange sound coming from beside him. He turned his head around and searched, but found that the sound was coming from Li Xiu.

At this time, Li Xiu stared at his fish floating without squinting, but his red face still betrayed him. What made the sound was actually his empty stomach. He just drank a few sips of cold water to fill his stomach, but at this time he was hungry, and his stomach kept ringing like rebellion. Moreover, he found that his stomach was actually very talented in music, and it sounded like drum beats, making people want to dance to the song to the rhythm.

Fishing was originally an activity that needed quietness. Li Xiu's stomach kept beating, but the middle-aged man next to him became more and more irritable as he listened. He was ruined by his good mood. In the end, he couldn't listen anymore, so he simply took out a roast chicken from the food box next to him and threw it on the grass next to Li Xiu and said, "Eat it, eat it, be quiet for a while after eating, don't disturb me fishing again!"

When you are hungry, suddenly a roast chicken falls in front of you. This is probably the happiest feeling in the world. However, when the roast chicken is thrown over by someone, and the other party has a beggar-like expression, it is probably unbearable.

Dignity and life. Although life seems more precious, many people would rather choose the former, so Li Xiu responded with a righteous look on his face and said, "A gentleman does not eat..." When he said this, his eyes accidentally swept across the oily roast chicken, and as a result, a saliva flowed out of his mouth in a very unscrupulous manner. When he swallowed it, he immediately became very confident and continued, "Don't eat the food that comes from pity!"

"Oh~, I didn't realize that you were actually a scholar with backbone, but if you don't swallow your saliva when you speak, you will look more heroic!" The middle-aged man saw that Li Xiu was obviously hungry, but he looked righteous, and he couldn't help but tease him. Li Xiu tried hard to control his head and look at the middle-aged man so as not to be embarrassed. Secondly, he was even more afraid that he could not control his saliva when he saw roast chicken again.

However, the middle-aged man became interested in him at this time. Seeing that Li Xiu ignored him, he actually threw down the fishing rod and walked to Li Xiu, then bent down to pick up the roast chicken on the ground and handed it over and said, "Boy, I was wrong just now. How about I officially treat you to eat?"

"If you don't eat it, it's already dirty!" Li Xiu decided to be strong, of course the most important thing was that the ground was really dirty.

Seeing that Li Xiu was dirty, the middle-aged man also turned black. He was a warrior and didn't have that much stinking. Not to mention roast chicken falling on the ground, sometimes he was very hungry during wars, even the steamed buns that fell into blood were still eaten. Moreover, he was still stubborn. The more Li Xiu didn't eat, the more he wanted him to eat, so he made a move that he thought was very smart but made Li Xiu stunned. He opened his mouth and nipped all the dirty parts of the roast chicken, and then handed it over again and said, "For this, it's not dirty!"

Looking at the ravaged roast chicken in front of him, Li Xiu felt like crying but no tears. The dirty place was indeed gone, but it was full of the saliva of the middle-aged man. In comparison, he was not as good as before. Although he did not have any cleanliness, he really couldn't take other people's saliva. What if the other party had hepatitis B or something? But if he refused again, he was worried that the other party might turn against him.
Chapter completed!