MTL - Into Unscientific-Chapter 20 Bad Lunch and Night (End) (6000 words large

  Chapter 20 Bad Lunch and Night (end)

  The change in Mrs. William's expression was very subtle, but Xu Yun, who had been paying attention to William and his wife, noticed it.

  As a visitor who is familiar with history, he quickly thought of what Mrs. William was worried about:

   If there is no accident, the rice vat in William's house should bottom out.

  Follow the normal historical trajectory.

  Originally, William thought that the plague of the Black Death would only last for two or three months, which further fermented after the year, and the duration far exceeded the economic limit that the entire family could support.

   So in desperation.

  Student Mavericks had to be forced to move to Humphrey Babington's house, and became a tutor for Humphrey Babington's younger brother. Ah no, it was tutoring.

  It was almost half work and half boarding that started the research, and thus continued to produce the second half of the results.

   As for William, there is nothing to say about his feelings for Mavericks. He has reached the extreme of a relative, basically treating Mavericks as his son.

  The Mavericks were forced to move out of here, which shows how distressed William's family was at that time.

  Therefore, Xu Yun is faced with a choice:

  To help or not to help?

   In terms of love.

  William's family gave Xu Yun a good impression, and helping them can obviously gain a certain degree of favor with Mavericks.

   In theory.

  If Mavericks moves to Humphrey's house, how Xu Yun will follow is also a problem.

  So soon, Xu Yun made a decision:

   Of course it is to help!

  Although according to the prompts of the task, I should not easily involve in historical events that I did not participate in.

  However, this limitation should ultimately be fed back to the task score, not the direct negation of the rules.

  That is to say, if the completion of the main task is high enough, this part of the score should be offset - equivalent to a type of early investment loss.

  Improve the financial conditions of William and Newton himself + give Newton an academic enlightenment at the right time.

Of course.

   That being said, the specific entry point needs to be carefully considered.

  At least some non-people's livelihood fields, things that shouldn't appear, and things that may have a profound impact on history are better not to appear—you know all the specific things, so I won't go into details.

  After all, although this is a parallel time and space, Xu Yun still hopes that the local side will not be affected by his butterfly wings as much as possible.

  The line of sight returns to the original place.

  Although there is not much food left in the family, the only ones on the field who really know about this are Mrs. William and Lisa, one big and one small.

  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 warm and hospitable William also introduced a lot of his life experience to Xu Yun:

  For example, when he went to Liverpool, he once slipped and lost a simulation crown that he was going to give to Lisa, and for example, he went to Milan and liked the champagne there, etc.

  Xu Yun also shared many stories about Middle Earth:

  For example, there is Sichuan Province in Middle-earth, and every household has a creature called Rolling, and next to Sichuan Province is Jin Province, where people turn on the taps to flow vinegar

  Mrs. William was more interested in Chinese food, and asked a few questions similar to Mavericks, but she didn't propose the idea of ​​letting Xu Yun be in charge of cooking—obviously, she still had some doubts about Xu Yun's cooking skills.

   Just like that, a bad lunch ended in a relatively happy atmosphere.

  Afterwards, Mrs. William took several daughters to clear away the dinner plates, and William left the house with Xu Yun and Mavericks.

   "By the way, Mr. Fat Fish."

  After going out the door, William hesitated for a while, and finally said:

   "Mr. Fat Fish, it will be Sunday in three days. Would you like to go to the chapel in the town with us?"

   "Um, chapel?"

  Xu Yun blinked when he heard the words, and subconsciously prepared to refuse, but suddenly thought of the national conditions of Britain at this time:

  The National 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 Xiao Niu and his family are devout believers.

   In addition, the Black Death had not yet spread to Woolsthorpe at this time, so crowd gathering was actually no problem.

  So Xu Yun thought for a while, and changed the excuse he was about to blurt out:

"No problem, I will go to the appointment on time." (I didn't want to affect everyone's reading experience, but if I'm afraid of the rhythm, I'll say it first. I respect all beliefs, so I won't blackmail or fan any religion at home or abroad. Xu Yun goes Going to church is just to conform to the truth and a follow-up plot, not to become a Christian. I didn’t explain a similar plot before, and it was directly misled by someone with ulterior motives. By the time I found out, it was already more than 300 floors.)

  William was overjoyed when he heard this, and patted him on the shoulder:

   "Hallelujah! Mr. Fat Fish, God will be pleased with you!"

  Xu Yun smiled dryly and didn't answer any more.

   Then he and the Mavericks said goodbye to William politely and left.

When turning his head and waving, Xu Yun glanced over the second floor from the corner of his eye, and found a figure by the window of the attic still clattering towards Mavericks—I don’t know how these two guys could keep it secret until they broke up. So the rest of William's family are all interstellar players?

  According to the normal situation, shouldn’t the Mavericks be sent to Germany by William’s cargo ship to see orthopedics?

  With this question in mind, Xu Yun followed the Mavericks and left William's hut.

  After lunch, Woolsthorpe was a bit more lively than during the day, and Maverick took Xu Yun along the main road of the town, so it was inevitable to meet some passers-by.

   Among them was an old man pushing a cart, in his forties or fifties, with a thin stature and wrinkled face.

  The old man smiled friendly when he saw another passerby not far away, but he turned into a smiling face when he saw the calf.

   There are also tattered sheepherding boys, whose exposed ankles are red from the cold but still waving the dogtail grass nonchalantly.

  When he caught sight of the calf, he pursed his mouth, and let out a childish snort.

   And with the increase of pedestrians, this situation is far more than one case.

It is clear.

  In the past period of time, Mavericks has shown his talent for cursing.

   Covering the sky with one mouth, breaking the poison forever, spraying all over the town invincible.

   That’s right, besides being a school bully, Mavericks is also a troll—the kind that gets more demonic as it gets older.

  If it weren't for William's guarantee, the Mavericks this time would most likely be a country idler.

And this is not over yet, when at Trinity College, because a couple often chirped me and me outside the window of his dormitory (according to the layout of Trinity College, there are actually forty or fifty meters apart), he even carried a The pot of water ran outside the door of the boys' dormitory and sprayed it for several hours.

  Drink a glass of water and continue spraying when you are thirsty, tearfully breaking up the young couple.

  As for the subsequent scolding battle between him and Hook, let alone his famous battle in history.

  Old Niu once wrote a sentence in his own hand in 1715, which is called "the only priest who can point to his nose and call me guilty", which can be regarded as an overview of his character.

  Many local people describe theshy as half-angel-like devil, but this word is also suitable to describe Lao Niu's academics and conduct.

   However, the old cow who has been spraying the world's invincible opponents all his life has also attracted a lot of firepower from the Internet age. In a sense, it can be regarded as the reincarnation of heaven.

Of course.

  Although passers-by sneered at Mavericks, they looked at Xu Yun in different ways:

  There is hatred associated with being hostile to the calf, there is surprise, there is fear, and there is curiosity.

   After all, in a small place like Woolsthorpe, not everyone knows the concept of Orientals.

  There is a cognition of black hair, but this actually refers to Italians and Latinos such as Iberia and Portugal.

Although the hair color of Latinos is close to black, if you look closely, they are actually a deep brown under strong light, and they are also curly, which is obviously different from Xu Yun's situation. Conditional only one Hungarian.

  What, you ask why Monica Bellucci has straight black hair?

  Have you heard of hair coloring and straightening?

  In addition to Xu Yun's relatively obvious yellow skin, black eyes and clothing, it did cause a lot of topics along the way.

   If nothing unexpected happens.

   It is estimated that early tomorrow morning, Walthorpe’s village entrance will be lively—fortunately, this is not Europe in the 13th century, otherwise, some brave second-level fighters will come to him as a boss.

  Xu Yun followed the Mavericks for a while, but suddenly found something wrong:

   "Mr. Newton, isn't this the way home?"

   Maverick raised his eyelids to look at him, and said:

   "Of course not, let's mow the grass first."

   "Mowing the grass?"

   "Yes, mowing the grass."

   I don’t know whether he thought of Xu Yun’s promised living expenses or what he said about ‘this son’, Mavericks rarely explained one more sentence:

   "I can lend you the quilt you sleep at night, but you don't intend to lie directly on the ground, do you? If you freeze to death, no one will be able to pay me."

  Xu Yun scratched his hair, only then did he realize that he still had to sleep on the floor at night.

   Mavericks’ garden house is made of wood, and its insulation effect is definitely far inferior to that of William’s red brick house. It is not surprising that there is air leakage everywhere at night.

  In addition, the floor of the Mavericks bedroom has a lot of dust stirred in by the traffic, so it must be impossible to have nothing to cushion it.

  Don’t even think about sheepskin or anything else, the calf only has Huss pants, so I can only find something warmer to pad it.

   Then, led by Maverick, the two arrived at a pond with reeds.

  After seeing this piece of reed, Xu Yun's eyes suddenly brightened:

  It seems that Xiao Niu's experience is still good, and he 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 bedding material.

  The straw mat made of reeds insulates heat in summer and prevents coolness in winter, and can also absorb moisture, making it very comfortable to lie on.

  In addition to artificial mattresses and animal fur, reed should be regarded as the most suitable material for mattresses in nature.

It is clear.

  The long-term experience of living alone has given Mavericks a lot of proficiency in life skills.

  After arriving at Luweitang, Mavericks handed Xu Yun the ax with which he cut down the tree earlier:

   "Fat fish, you chop over there, I'll chop over here, after cutting a cluster, put it on the side to dry.

  The sun goes down early in winter, so we have to dry the reeds within four and a half hours. "

  Xu Yun took the ax and nodded lightly, not surprised or disobedient when the word 'hour' came out of the calf's mouth.

  Indigenous ancient civilizations divided a day into twelve hours. In Europe, mechanical engraving based on 24 hours a day appeared in Athens in 100 BC. In 1510 AD, pocket watches with clockwork appeared in Nuremberg, Germany.

   Therefore, for a college student like Mavericks, it is not surprising that the scales of hours and minutes pop out of his mouth.

   Then Xu Yun took Maverick's axe, and the two began to chop the reeds hard.

  After more than five hours, it was getting late.

  The reeds are cut and dried.

  Xu Yun and Xu Yun hugged each other with a large bunch of reeds and began to walk back. When they returned to the garden room, it was estimated that the time was close to seven o'clock.

   Mavericks opened the doors in large numbers. After entering the house, they first lit the oil lamps and led Xu Yun to spread the reeds.

   Then he took out a rush-filled quilt from the storage cabinet and covered it on the reed mat, thus completing Xu Yun's nest.

   "call"

  Xu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked:

   "Mr. Newton, it's so late, shall we go to Mr. William's house for dinner?"

   Maverick shook his head at him, walked out of the living room, and took back a basket with bread after a while:

   "We're having this tonight."

  Xu Yun looked at these pieces of bread, and the traces of branding seemed familiar, and asked thoughtfully:

   "What are these breads?"

   "I brought it from my uncle. I take it with them once a week. I go to their house for lunch to have a mouthful of hot stew. For dinner, I just take some water and eat it."

   After speaking, Maverick took a piece of bread and handed it to Xu Yun:

   "That's all for dinner, is there any more?"

  After Xu Yun took the bread, Maverick took out two larger pieces and put them on his dinner plate.

  Xu Yun: "."

  Now he understands the thoughts of those sand sculpture readers in his previous life when they saw him dumping papers—as expected of you.

  Looking at the bread in his hand, Xu Yun suddenly thought of something:

   "Mr. Newton, since the bread is brought from Mr. William and the others, what about the windmill flour you mentioned earlier?"

   Maverick swallowed a small piece of bread with some difficulty, and glanced at him:

   "Of course I grind noodles for my uncle's family. I eat their bread and drink their soup every day. At least I have to do something, right?

   And this manor is also the same. It will be the apple harvest day in more than a week, and you will come to help when the time comes.

  If Apple can sell some, the next day may be easier.

  If it can’t be sold”

   Speaking of this, Maverick's eyes showed a rare trace of worry:

   "It's okay for me to say, but my uncle's family may be in trouble, there are six people."

  Hearing these words, Xu Yun glanced at Maverick in surprise.

  Although he knew that Mavericks and William had a good relationship, he didn't expect it to be so good?

  Mavericks can take the initiative to do things, which can be regarded as difficult achievement points in this game—such as Yuejianhei 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 ate the bread slowly without talking

   After a while, Maverick suddenly said:

   "Fat fish, you can sleep now."

   At this time, it was dark outside the house, and Xu Yun couldn't judge the specific time. It was roughly estimated that it might 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 to chopping firewood, walking, and cutting reeds almost all day long, Xu Yun's body was already exhausted.

   So he quickly agreed:

   "No problem, Mr. Newton, I want to go first"

  Before Xu Yun finished the second half of his sentence, Maverick blew out the oil lamp with a whimper.

  Xu Yun: "."

   Didn't brush teeth, wash face, feet, or even change clothes.

   What a bad night.

  However, with the character of Mavericks, it is obviously impossible to give himself a chance to clean his body.

   So Xu Yun had no choice but to sigh, and got into his simple bed.

   This night, Xu Yun didn't sleep well, and there was a doubt in his heart that couldn't go away:

   why no one ever told me

  Newton snores when he sleeps tmd! !

  (end of this chapter)