Chapter 656

Fortunately, Bai Mo Peng hasn't seen a dream of Red Mansions. Otherwise, she must feel like Grandma Liu who first entered the Grand View Garden. She feels curious about everything.

Listening to the people in a carriage, they talked about the baseball game in the previous two days and discussed how to buy the lottery ticket in the next game day, which made Bai Mo feel very interesting.

After the coach arrived in the west market, he was fascinated by the beverage vending machines selling boiled water in front of the boiled water shop.

In Bai Mo's view, this machine is just like an immortal tool. It is inconceivable that when copper money is invested, it can automatically flow out warm boiled drinks.

Bai Mo even wondered if there was a man hidden in the wooden cabinet selling cooked water. Otherwise, how can the dead thing tell how many copper coins he invested?

He couldn't understand why these boiled water shops were so grandly placed in front of the shop, so they weren't afraid of being stolen?

Bai Mo even wants to buy this skilled vending machine and transport it back to Kucha. I think it will cause a sensation.

When he inquired from the shopkeeper of the cooked water shop, he knew that the Huxian uncle had made these magical mechanisms.

This was the third time he had heard the count's name today.

Carrying a bamboo tube full of cooked water, Bai Mo sat his monkey on his shoulder after thanking the shopkeeper, followed by a servant, walking in the west market.

Just walked out a few steps, but I saw someone beating gongs and drums in front, which was very lively.

Bai Mo was curious and crowded into the crowd. When he saw it, he saw a lot of people gathered in front of a shop with "Datang lottery". He looked carefully, but he didn't find any goods in the shop.

As for what is lottery, Bai Mo naturally doesn't understand it. Is it goods like colorful brocade?

"Excuse me, what does this shop sell?" Bai Mo asked passers-by curiously.

"This shop selling lottery tickets naturally sells lottery tickets." passers-by looked at him suspiciously, looked at his clothes, and suddenly realized: "Lang Jun's is just coming to Chang'an? Hehe, this lottery is also a kind of gambling. It only takes two Wen copper coins for a bet and a set of numbers. If you win all the numbers after the lottery, you can win up to two hundred liang of gold. If Lang Jun is interested, you can buy some lottery tickets to try your luck."

I heard that it was possible to win two hundred taels of gold for only two Wen. Even a big businessman like Bai Mo Peng was shocked.

Is there such a good thing in the world?

When he was suspicious, he saw that in front of the shop selling lottery tickets, an official in Datang official clothes shouted to the surrounding people: "the 15th issue of Datang lottery has been opened. In this issue, there are always two winners of the special prize, each winning two hundred liang of gold!"

The official was the official in charge of supervising the issuance of lottery tickets by the Ministry of civil affairs. As his voice fell, there was a burst of envious discussion around him.

"You, just as Hu County Bo dangchu said, this lottery is to buy more and less. You have to buy as much as you want. You forget to win in the morning, noon and evening. The 16th issue of Datang lottery has been on sale. You can come in and buy it."

There are vivid examples of winners, which naturally attracted people and merchants in the western market. They poured into lottery shops one after another and took out a few copper coins to buy lottery tickets.

After asking passers-by clearly, Bai Mo naturally followed the crowd into the lottery shop. After waiting in line for a long time, he took out ten Wen to buy five lottery tickets.

Walking out of the lottery shop, Bai Mo Peng looked at the beautifully printed lottery in his hand and shook his head. The Tang people are really extravagant. Printing such exquisite pieces of paper is only used for game.

The lottery ticket was made by the Earl of Huxian County... This is the fourth time he has heard the name today.

After seeing the excitement and trying to buy lottery tickets, Bai Mo continued to stroll around the west market to see what new goods are available in various shops, which is worth selling to the Kucha country.

After drinking the cooked water in the bamboo tube, he could not help feeling a little urgent, so he turned and walked to an alley in the West City, ready to find a corner for convenience.

But before Bai Mo had untied the belt on his robe, he was caught by the Marquis patrolling the street.

"Hey, that Hushang, defecate everywhere! Otherwise, he will be punished by the staff. Don't blame me for not informing you in advance."

Marquis Wu's words stunned Bai mo. he has not stayed in Chang'an city. He will live in Chang'an City for two or three months every year. When did Chang'an City have such regulations?

However, when Marquis Wu reminded him, Bai Mo suddenly realized that it seemed that he had never seen those yellow and white things on the street after entering the city today.

He didn't dare to argue, but quickly bowed his hands and saluted: "several Marquis officials, they came to Chang'an City for a long time and only entered the city today. I really don't know. I hope you can forgive me. But this man is in a hurry, but I don't know..."

Bai Mo is also a little depressed. It's not allowed to urinate everywhere. Do you have to hold it?

Wuhou looked at each other and laughed again.

"If you see the house, it's the road toilet. It was built by Huxian Bo for the people to prevent dirt from hiding everywhere in Chang'an city. If you need convenience, just go to the road toilet. Remember, it's not allowed to defecate everywhere in Chang'an City, otherwise you have to beat the board. There are road toilets everywhere in Chang'an city. Ask if you need it Just go down. "

"Yes, yes, I remember." Bai Mo hurriedly bowed to salute and hurriedly led the servant to the toilet.

After relaxing, Bai Mo can't help shaking his head again. I almost lost my face again today. If I was caught hitting the board because of defecation everywhere, his face would be lost.

It's the count of Huxian again

Bai Mo Peng really didn't know how to evaluate the count. He just felt that everything he heard after entering Chang'an city today seemed to be related to the count.

He also lived in Chang'an City for a long time, but he had never heard of the mysterious count before, which made him very curious about the count of Huxian county.

If Bai Mo Peng didn't know his identity and was different from the count, he would like to visit the magical Tang Xun GUI. Although he is also the royal family of the Kucha state, I'm afraid an official of the eighth and ninth grades in Chang'an will not look at him in the face of the powerful Tang Dynasty.

This point, in many years of business experience, Bai Mo has long known.

The great empire of the Tang Dynasty really makes people feel awed.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo Peng couldn't help smiling bitterly, shook his head, raised his feet and walked into a bookstore. Every time he came to Chang'an City, he would come to these bookstores to see if there were any new books for sale.

Bai Mo Peng felt that he must worship all kinds of books in the Central Plains. These Central Plains culture attracted him too much. Even he often thinks that after he no longer needs to travel and do business, he will live in Chang'an City and spend the rest of his life studying those poetry and Fu strategies, laws and regulations, calligraphy and ink righteousness. That is the life he most wants to live.

As he stepped into the bookstore, Bai Mo Peng couldn't help shouting. How come the books transcribed and sold in the bookstore were gone, replaced by piles of square and bound books.

"Shopkeeper, why don't you see the books for sale?" Bai Mo asked curiously.

"Ha ha, my guest, have you just come to Chang'an City? You don't know. Now the bookstores in Chang'an city no longer sell the original handwritten books." the bookseller smiled.

"Oh? Why?"

"Hehe, thanks to Huxian Bo. He has developed the technology of engraving and printing books. Now these books are all printed by engraving and then bound into books. It is not only convenient, but also much cheaper. My guest, look at the Analects of Confucius. It used to cost two copper coins, but now it only costs 500 Wen."

Bai Mo is stunned. Is there such a good thing?

But without waiting for his reply, someone said, "ha ha, Huxian uncle is just a fluke..."