After binding to the system, her full-level beauty shocked the entertainment industry

At this moment, Mo Zhiran was immersed in reading.It is definitely impossible to memorize this book in twelve hours, but it is still possible to memorize a few representative songs.

Mo Zhiran first roughly flipped through the entire book, and then selected a few selected songs to recite.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for the system to prompt you to enter the experience.

After hearing the prompt message from the system, Mo Zhiran immediately put down the book in her hand and lay on the bed in the most comfortable position. This time she had gained experience and would not enter the system in a strange state again. situation, because after entering the system, her whole body is empty, and her brain cannot direct her body in reality. Therefore, when she wakes up, if her posture is wrong, she will be particularly tired or cause unnecessary stress. trouble.

This time she just lay on the bed and closed her eyes to relax.

Then a white light appeared in front of the system, along with glowing subtitles.

A satisfied smile appeared on her lips. That was right. When she woke up, it was equivalent to sleeping.When she got out of the system, she could go back to work with a full spirit.

If Fang Xiaoran heard her idea, she would be amazed and lament that she was poisoned by Lu Shengjing and became a workaholic.

【3, 2, 1】

Mo Zhiran was transported into ancient times by a burst of dazzling white light.

When the sight returned again, in front of him was an ancient city gate with upturned eaves and corners.

The location she was in was a lively market. The market was very busy with cars and people coming and going.Judging from the prosperity of trade exchanges, she has indeed come to a peaceful and prosperous age.

[Welcome the host to the ancient world, where you will experience the rich and colorful ancient life and appreciate the beauty of ancient cultural knowledge. I believe that under the guidance of the system, your trip will be worthwhile. 】

[Now please be my first task, find a guide. 】

When she heard the word mission, Mo Zhiran was already convinced that she was right. Her guess was a correct experience. It must be more than just an experience.Isn’t this the mission?

A guide, that is to say, she needs to find someone in the first step.

[If you find the guide and get his approval, you can follow the guide's steps to complete various tasks of the experience system. Please support the host. 】

Judging from the tone of the system, this guide should be a character similar to a division commander or an ally in the game. Anyway, it is definitely not a hostile force, and finding a guide will be of great help to her in completing the mission.

But there should be some hints. If there are no hints, how can you find it in such a vast area?

So she asked tentatively, "Where is the guide?"

This time the system did not answer her directly, but recited a poem.

[On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red.The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. 】

[In ancient times, there were people who carved boats to look for swords, but now there are people who look for people in their old places.Will people who met once because of their search for love meet again now that they are looking for each other again? 】

If you are not familiar with this poem, you will definitely be confused when you see this. What does it mean?He was obviously talking about looking for a guide, but he was talking about looking for spring.Could it be that the name of the guide is spring?

But Mo Zhiran happened to know this poem, not because of cramming today, but because she liked this poem a long time ago.The human face and the peach blossoms complement each other. In these seven short words, the beautiful scenery and the beauty complement each other and are described endlessly.

But people are generally very familiar with these four lines of poetry, but very few people know its name.

Because Mo Zhiran was very obsessed with this poem before, she went to look up the name and remembered it deeply.

"Tidu Nanzhuang" is a poem by Cui Hu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. When he went to Chang'an to take the exam, he met a very beautiful girl during an outing in a village on the outskirts of Chang'an City, but the second When he returned to the original place to look for him, he could no longer find him.

So in fact, the system prompts are already very obvious.

Nanzhuang, the capital city.

Mo Zhiran looked around. On this bustling street, there were all kinds of shops. There were powder shops selling rouge and gouache, gold shops selling gold, silver and bronzeware, meat sellers, vegetable sellers, and pharmacies. hotel.

Everyone's face seems to be filled with a positive atmosphere, and these people are all very neatly dressed, and even the fabrics worn by most of them are thick and luxurious, even though these people are just from some small shops. Vendors, this shows that the economy of this era has developed to the point where everyone can live a good life.

Mo Zhiran casually stopped a passer-by and after saying hello, asked about Capital Nanzhuang.

Just listen to the man's answer.

"This is the capital of the Sheng Dynasty, but I have never heard of the Nanzhuang you mentioned."

Mo Zhiran thought it was just him who didn't know, so she stopped some other passers-by.Their answers were very different from the first person's.

There was even one of them who was a traveling trader. Mo Zhiran thought that people like them must know more about the area, but she didn't expect that their answers would be like this.

Mo Zhiran guessed that this must be a system setting. How could a city person not know such a village? It was just a system setting that allowed NPCs to reveal only part of the information.

She is now more certain that she is on the right track.

If not to ask passers-by, then who should be asked?

Mo Zhiran took a few steps forward and observed the situation around her more carefully.

Suddenly, in a corner not far away, Mo Zhiran saw a shop with a Bagua flag hanging.

I had ignored this store before because there was a crowd of people standing in front of it, which blocked the store's plaque, and the store's floor space was not large.

She took a few steps forward, just enough to see the plaque.

The wooden plaque in front of the store says "Inquire Inquiry".

This is it. We still have to rely on professional people to solve professional problems at all times. Similar to gathering intelligence, this kind of thing must be left to professional institutions.

Mo Zhiran quickly walked into the store.

There are still a few customers in the shop, asking the shop owner about something. The shop owner is a little old man with a tiger figure. The man is sitting on a very high stool behind the counter, which is barely above the height of the counter.

But his eyes were indeed shining and full of energy.

When Mo Zhiran arrived, the boss was sitting on a stool in front of the counter.

"Do you know where Nanzhuang is?"

The little old man stroked his beard and looked over thoughtfully, but did not immediately answer her question.

"Little girl, I see you are young. Do you know the price of a message from me?"

When Mo Zhiran heard this, she was just looking for clues and forgot about money. She had just come to this world, where could she find money?

When the little old man said this, he pointed at a wooden price list on the counter. Looking at the little old man's finger, Mo Zhiran saw the number.

A thousand coins.

After touching her empty pockets and confirming again that the system had not given her initial assets, Mo Zhiran understood that there was absolutely no way the system would allow her to obtain information so easily.

Probably the money spent on buying news needs to be earned by oneself.

"Then let me ask you, is there any place where I can make money around here?"

The little old man kept silent. It seemed that he had to pay for every word he said here.

Gee.

Having figured out the money the shopkeeper needed for a message, she returned to the street again.

She felt a mixture of sadness and joy in her heart. She was happy that her clues were absolutely correct. What was sad was that the amount of money was indeed not a small amount. The owner of the store who inquired about the store was really too shady. He relied on himself to do this business. It is a monopoly business, and no one else knows the news, so selling a piece of news is extremely expensive.

A thousand coins.

You know, in this world a penny can buy a piece of pie.

One thousand cents is enough for a family to live on for several months.

Mo Zhiran felt melancholy, why, even in ancient times, could she still not escape the fate of being beaten as a worker?

If you look carefully for clues to make money, they will definitely be hidden on this street.

Mo Zhiran walked up and down the street and finally found clues on a notice board on the side of the road.

[Poetry competition, anyone who writes a poem and is accepted will receive a reward of 5 articles. 】

Gee, writing a poem only costs 5 cents. So if she wants to earn 1000 cents, she must write 200 poems.

She wasn't sure if she could recite 200 poems.

But after all, we have to find such a method, which is also the only method at present. Regardless of whether it works or not, we can only try our luck first.

It is absolutely impossible to have only one opportunity like this. Maybe after making a certain amount of money, there will be other opportunities.

From the signature of the notice, she learned the place where the essay was collected, Pinxuan Building.

Pinxuanlou is the most famous teahouse on Chang'an Street. It not only provides guests with top-quality teas from all over the country, but also enjoys the entire Chang'an Street, as well as performances.

The pipa, guqin, singing and dancing here are all top-notch, but unlike those in the Goulan Painting Workshop, the poetry and songs here are more stylish and are all written by contemporary famous artists. Moreover, the teahouse also solicits essays from time to time to expand its audience. own influence.

There are many unknown poets who rose to fame from here.

Therefore, it also enjoys a high cultural reputation and has become a gathering place for literati and elegant guests.

Pinxuan Building is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Chang'an Street. As soon as she entered, Mo Zhiran smelled the refreshing fragrance of tea, and the sound of elegant silk and bamboo wind music sounded in her ears, as well as the impromptu guests. The sounds of poetry and whispered conversation.

Various sounds mix together to create a strong cultural atmosphere.