Notes of a Raccoon Slave in the Southern Song Dynasty

Poetic version: This is a story about "the iron horse glaciers come to sleep" and "the stream of firewood is soft and the felt is warm". In this turbulent Southern Song Dynasty, I am not just a cat. I was the only remaining warmth on his knees, the snow in his eyes, and a witness to the glory of the last period of the Song Dynasty. Daily version: When he woke up, he turned into the famous "Linqing lion cat" of the Southern Song Dynasty. I thought I could enter the palace and be a royal cat, eating and drinking as much as I wanted. Result—— "Little raccoon slave, my family is poor and I feel wronged to you." Looking at the old man in front of me who was wearing a patched robe and was saving his only salted fish for me, I sighed. Okay, who told me that Lu You would be my shit shoveling officer? In order to feed this "poorest cat slave in history" and protect the precious poetry manuscripts of Chinese civilization, I have to worry a lot: [Daily Task]: Beat up the Shuo Shu who stole the pages of the book. Reward: Lu You's headshot kill × 1. [Advanced mission]: Jinghu fishing subsidizes the family, reward: Wu Di fish soup (no salt version) × 1. [Rare Mission]: As an auspicious sign, act cute when celebrities such as Xin Qiji, Fan Chengda, Zhu Xi, etc. Come to visit. Reward: Be written into a famous sentence throughout the ages. Don't call me Xiangrui, please call me the No. 1 Bookkeeper in the Song Dynasty, the contractor of Jinghu fish pond, and the exclusive foot warmer of Lu Fangweng.