The change in Mrs. William's expression was very subtle, but it was noticed by Xu Yun, who had been paying attention to William and his wife.
As a later visitor who is familiar with history, he quickly thought of what Mrs. William was worried about:
If nothing else, the rice vat at William's house should be bottoming out.
Follow the normal historical trajectory.
The Black Death, which William originally thought would only last two or three months, further fermented later in the year, and its duration far exceeded the financial limit that the entire family could bear.
So in desperation.
Classmate Maverick had no choice but to move to Humphrey Babington's house and tutor Humphrey Babington's younger brother... Oh no, it was tutoring.
I started the research almost half-work, half-lodging, and thus succeeded in producing the second half of the results.
There is nothing to say about William's feelings for Mavericks. He went to the extreme level of a relative and basically treated Mavericks like a moth.
Mavericks could be forced to move away from here, which shows how embarrassed the William family was at that time.
Therefore, what is now before Xu Yun is a choice:
To help or not to help?
In terms of love.
The William family has a good impression of Xu Yun, and helping them can obviously gain a certain degree of favorability from the Mavericks.
In terms of logic.
If Mavericks moves to Humphrey's house, how Xu Yun can follow him is also a problem.
So soon, Xu Yun made a decision in his mind:
Of course, help!
Although according to the instructions of the task, I cannot easily get involved in historical events that I have not participated in.
But the final feedback from this restriction should be the task score, rather than a direct negation of the rules.
That is to say, if you complete the main task at a high enough level, this part of the score should be offset - equivalent to a type of early investment losses.
Improve the economic conditions of William and Newton himself + give Newton an academic enlightenment at the right time. If the two-pronged approach still fails to become Mavericks' friends, then Xu Yun has nothing to say.
Of course.
Having said that, the specific entry point needs to be carefully considered.
At least some things that should not appear in non-people's livelihood fields and may have a profound impact on history are better not to appear - you already know the specific things, so I won't go into details.
After all, even though this place is in parallel time and space, Xu Yun still hopes that the local side will be as unaffected by his butterfly wings as possible.
His gaze returned to its original position.
Although there was not much food reserves left at home, the only two women on the scene who really knew about this were Mrs. William and Lisa, one older and one younger.
In addition, Lisa was still chatting with Mavericks from time to time, so the atmosphere of Xu Yun's meal was not dull, but rather cheerful.
The hospitable William also introduced a lot of his business news to Xu Yun:
For example, he once slipped and fell when he went to Liverpool and lost an imitation crown that he was going to give to Lisa. Another example is that he has been to Milan and liked the champagne there, etc...
Xu Yun also shared many stories about China and Earth:
For example, there is Sichuan Province in China. Every household has a creature called Gungun. Next door to Sichuan Province is Jin Province. When people there turn on the faucet, all the water flowing out is vinegar...
Mrs. William was more interested in Chinese food and asked a few questions similar to Mavericks, but did not bring up the idea of letting Xu Yun cook - obviously, she still had some doubts about Xu Yun's cooking skills.
In this way, an unsatisfactory lunch ended in a relatively happy atmosphere.
Then Mrs. William took her daughters to clear away the dinner plates, and William took Xu Yun and Xiao Niu out of the house.
"By the way, Mr. Fat Fish."
After leaving the door, William hesitated for a while, and finally said:
"Mr. Fat Fish, it's Sunday in three days. Do you want to go to the church in the town with us?"
"Um, chapel?"
Xu Yun blinked when he heard this, and subconsciously prepared to refuse, but suddenly thought of the national conditions of Britain at this time:
The state church has been separated from the Catholic Church for almost 100 years, and the vigorous 30-year war between Protestantism and Catholicism is in full swing, and Xiaoniu's classmates and family are all devout believers.
In addition, the Black Death had not yet reached Woolsthorpe at this time, so there was actually no problem with crowds gathering.
So Xu Yun thought for a moment and changed the refusal he was about to blurt out:
"No problem, I will go to the appointment on time." (Originally I don't want to affect everyone's reading experience, but I'm afraid of the rhythm. Let me say it first. I respect all faiths, so I will not blackmail or fan any religion in the country. Xu Yun will do it.
The worship service is just to conform to the actual situation and a subsequent plot, not to join the religion. There was a similar plot before that I didn’t explain, and it was directly misled by people with ulterior motives. By the time I found out, it was already more than 300 floors up.)
William was overjoyed when he heard this and patted him on the shoulder:
"Hallelujah! Mr. Fat Fish, God will definitely be pleased with you!"
Xu Yun smiled dryly and did not answer any more words.
Then he and Mavericks said goodbye to William politely and left.
When he turned around and waved, Xu Yun's peripheral vision swept across the second floor and found a figure by the attic window who was still clucking at Mavericks - I don't know how these two guys could keep it secret until they broke up.
The other five members of William's family are all StarCraft players?
According to normal circumstances, shouldn't Mavericks have been sent to Germany by William's cargo ship to see an orthopedic surgeon long ago?
With this question in mind, Xu Yun followed Mavericks and left the William family's cabin.
Woolthorpe was busier after lunch than during the day. Mavericks took Xu Yun along the main road of the town, so it was inevitable that he would meet some passers-by.
Among them was an old man pushing a cart, forty or fifty years old, thin and wrinkled.
The old man smiled friendly when he saw another passerby not far away, but when he saw the calf, his face turned into a smile.
There was also a shepherd boy in tattered clothes, his exposed ankles were red from the cold, but he was still waving dogtail grass nonchalantly.
When he caught a glimpse of the calf, he pursed his lips and let out a milky sound.
And with the increase in pedestrians, there are far more than one such situation.
It is clear.
In the past period of time, Xiao Niu has shown his talent for swearing.
A mouth that covers the sky, a poison that will last forever, spraying all over the towns and villages.
That's right, in addition to being a school bully, Maverick is also a troll - the kind that gets more and more evil as he gets older.
He learned how to troll people when he was six years old. When he was 12 years old, the teacher who trolled him almost fired him. If it weren't for William's guarantee, Mavericks would probably be a country idle guy this time.
And this is not over yet. When he was at Trinity College, because a couple often chatted with each other outside the window of his dormitory (according to the layout of Trinity College, they were actually 40 to 50 meters apart), he even carried a couple.
I ran a bottle of water outside the boys' dormitory door and sprayed it for several hours.
When you are thirsty, drink a glass of water and continue squirting, forcing the young couple to break up in tears...
Not to mention the subsequent scolding between him and Hooker, it will definitely leave its mark in history.
In 1715, Lao Niu once wrote a sentence in his own handwriting, which is called "Only the priest can point his nose at me and accuse me of sin." It can be regarded as an overview of his character.
Many local people describe the shy as half angel and half devil, but this word is actually equally suitable to describe Lao Niu's academics and conduct.
However, the old cow who has been trolling for a lifetime has also attracted a lot of firepower from trolls in the Internet era. In a certain sense, it can be regarded as the reincarnation of heaven.
Of course.
Although passers-by sneered at Mavericks, they looked at Xu Yun differently:
There is hatred associated with hostility to the calf, there is surprise, fear, and curiosity.
After all, not everyone in a small place like Woolsthorpe knows the concept of Orientals.
There is a perception of black hair, but this actually refers to Italians and Latinos such as Iberia and Portugal.
Although the hair color of Latinos is almost black, if you look closely, it is actually a very dark brown under strong light, and it can also be curly. It is obviously different from Xu Yun's situation - when it comes to straight black hair, Europeans are really
Only one Hungarian qualified.
What, you ask why Monica Bellucci has straight black hair?
Have you ever heard of hair dyeing and straightening?
Coupled with Xu Yun's relatively obvious yellow skin, dark eyes and clothing, it did cause a lot of topics along the way.
If nothing unexpected happens.
It is estimated that early tomorrow morning, the entrance to the village of Walthorpe will be lively. Fortunately, this is not Europe in the 13th century. Otherwise, if the protection is not complete, some brave men will come to visit him and treat him as a boss.
Xu Yun followed Mavericks for a while, and suddenly found something was wrong:
"Mr. Isaac, is this not the way home?"
Mavericks raised his eyelids and glanced at him and said:
"Of course not, let's go mow the grass first."
"Mowing the grass?"
"That's right, mowing the grass."
I don’t know whether he was thinking of the living expenses promised by Xu Yun or the words about ‘this son’, but Mavericks rarely explained more:
"I can lend you the bedding you sleep on at night, but you don't plan on lying on the ground directly? No one can pay me if you freeze to death."
Xu Yun scratched his hair and realized that he had to lay on the floor at night.
Maverick's garden room is made of wood, and the insulation effect is definitely far inferior to William's red brick house. It is not surprising that there is air leakage everywhere at night.
In addition, the floor of Maverick's bedroom contains a lot of dust from walking around, so it will definitely not work without something to cushion it.
Don't even think about sheepskin or anything else. Mavericks himself only has hoodies, so he can only find something warmer to pad his clothes on.
Then, led by Mavericks, the two arrived at a pond with reeds.
After seeing this piece of reed, Xu Yun's eyes suddenly lit up:
It seems that Maverick's experience is still good, and I may have a good 'mattress' tonight.
Friends who have stayed in the countryside or often camped should know that reed is a very high-quality grass support material.
The straw mat made of reeds can insulate from heat in summer and prevent cold in winter. It can also absorb moisture, making it very comfortable to lie on.
In addition to artificial mattresses and animal skins, reeds should be regarded as the most suitable materials for mattresses in nature.
It is clear.
The long-term experience of living alone has given Maverick a lot of proficiency in life skills.
After arriving at the reed pond, Xiao Niu handed Xu Yun the ax he had used to chop down the tree earlier:
"Fat fish, you chop over there, I'll chop over here. After cutting a bunch, put it aside to dry first.
In winter, the sun goes down early, so we have to dry the reeds within four and a half hours."
Xu Yun took the ax and nodded slightly, not surprised or disobedient when the word 'hour' came out of Maverick's mouth.
The ancient local civilization divided a day into twelve hours. In Europe, a mechanical chronograph based on 24 hours a day appeared in Athens in 100 BC. In 1510 AD, a pocket watch with a clockwork appeared in Nuremberg, Germany.
Therefore, for a college student like Mavericks, it is not surprising that the scales of hours, minutes, etc. pop out of his mouth.
Then Xu Yun took Maverick's axe, and the two began to chop the reeds hard.
More than five hours later, it was getting late.
The reeds were cut and dried in the sun.
Xu Yun and Xu Yun started walking back with each other holding a large bunch of reeds. When they returned to the garden room, the time was estimated to be close to seven o'clock.
Mavericks opened the door in large numbers. After entering the house, he first lit the oil lamps and took Xu Yun to spread the reeds.
Then he took out a quilt filled with rushes from the storage cabinet and covered it on the reed mat. Xu Yun's nest was completed.
"call......"
Xu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked:
"Mr. Isaac, it's so late, should we go to Mr. William's house for dinner?"
Mavericks shook his head at him, walked out of the living room, and took back a basket with bread after a while:
"Let's eat this tonight."
Xu Yun looked at these pieces of bread. The marks of the branding seemed familiar, and he asked thoughtfully:
"These breads are...?"
"I brought it from my uncle. I take it with them once a week. I go to their house to eat hot stew for lunch, and I just get some water for dinner."
After finishing speaking, Maverick took a piece of bread and handed it to Xu Yun:
"That's it for dinner, is there any more?"
After Xu Yun took the bread, Maverick took out two larger pieces and put them on his plate.
Xu Yun: "..."
Now he finally understands what those stupid readers in his previous life thought when they saw him dumping his paper - it's you as expected.
Looking at the bread in his hand, Xu Yun suddenly thought of something:
"Mr. Isaac, since the bread was brought from Mr. William and his friends, then what about the windmill grinding flour you mentioned before...?"
The calf swallowed a small piece of bread with some difficulty and glanced at him:
"Of course I help my uncle's family grind flour. I eat their bread and drink their soup every day, so I have to do something, right?
The same goes for this manor. The apple harvest will be in just over a week, and you will have to come and help then.
If Apple can sell some, things may be a little easier in the future.
If it doesn’t sell..."
Speaking of this, a rare trace of worry appeared in Maverick's eyes:
"I can say it's okay, but my uncle's family may be in trouble. There are six people in total."
Hearing these words, Xu Yun glanced at Mavericks in surprise.
Although he knew that the relationship between Mavericks and William was very good, he didn't expect it to be so good?
Being able to make Mavericks take the initiative to do things can be regarded as a difficult achievement point in this game - such as seeing the moonlight and so on.
No wonder when William passed away, Mavericks would rush back from Switzerland at four in the morning to attend the funeral...
Then the two of them slowly ate the bread without talking to each other.
After a while, Maverick suddenly said:
"Fat Fish, it's time to sleep."
It was already dark outside the house at this time, and Xu Yun could not tell the specific time, but he roughly estimated it to be around 7:30.
Going to bed at this time is quite early for modern people, but in the 17th century when productivity was scarce, a considerable number of people had already fallen asleep at this time.
In addition, Xu Yun's body was exhausted from nearly a full day of chopping wood, walking, and cutting reeds.
So he quickly agreed:
"No problem, Mr. Isaac, I want to go first..."
Before Xu Yun could finish the second half of his sentence, Maverick blew out the oil lamp with a huff.
Xu Yun: "..."
No brushing teeth, no washing face, no washing feet, not even changing clothes.
What a bad night.
However, with Maverick's character, it is obviously impossible to give himself another chance to clean his body.
So Xu Yun had no choice but to sigh and get into his simple bed.
.......
That night, Xu Yun did not sleep peacefully, and there was a doubt in his heart that could not be dissipated:
Why did no one ever tell me...
Newton snores when he sleeps!!!
........
Note:
Well, someone reported it again, but luckily I made a prediction in advance.
Let me reiterate here, all the historical events in this article happened in parallel time and space. It is useless to try to use historical nihilism on me. Don’t use the same trick on me a second time.
Also, thanks for reporting and providing a follow-up!