A Life in the Ming Dynasty

More than ten years ago, I accidentally picked up a physical book "Huddle in the Ming Dynasty" (probably not genuine) in a second-hand store in a small town, and I have been into this book ever since. . . At that time, I was still a little kid who was about to enter junior high school. I didn't know what a Qidian novel was. I just remember that it was the first time in my life that I experienced the power of hard-core time travel novels. It made me forget to eat and sleep while reading it. . . In the blink of an eye, he is now Ben San's uncle. I suddenly thought of this book while reading other Ming Dynasty articles, so I left a message. I hope this book is just a eunuch, and I hope the author is well in reality.

Rubbish book! A poor scholar with a few hundred taels of silver notes in his pocket at any time to play chess is equivalent to a modern poor man with hundreds of thousands. One hundred taels per round? The brain is sick! The game fees for professional chess tournaments are not that high.

The opening chapter describes the life of ordinary people in the market, but the money can easily reach hundreds or thousands of taels, which is really scary.