C97

A rare rest day -

is really rare! If you are in Kyoto, you can take a rest once every ten days. In weizeguan, you can only take two times a month because there are too few officials and too many affairs.

Because Wanfu's carriage followed the fish to kill deer. The carriage was called from the house of the house. When Chang Jian came out, he also carried a big food box and said, "Lang Jun, this is a mutton bun just cooked in the big kitchen of the mansion. I'll take it with you and pad it on the road."

Xue Lang nodded, remembering the magistrate of Weize county he had seen in the promotion of alien plough. He suddenly remembered that he had not been to the county since he had passed through. He simply said, "Changjian, let's go to the county today."

"Here it is."

The county is a distance from weizeguan. It takes about an hour to walk on the road and at the speed of a carriage. When Xue Lang opened the food box, the steamed stuffed buns filled with mutton were still steaming hot and fragrant. There were about six or seven steamed buns. Xue Lang ate only two of them. Changjian and the groom shared the rest.

Pulling back the curtain of the carriage, Xue Lang looked out. At this time, there were more wasteland than cultivated land in Weize pass, and there were few people. If there were no garrison, I was afraid that it would be more desolate than that of later generations. However, every piece of land that can be planted has been developed, and traces of human activities can be seen everywhere.

There was nothing to look forward to outside. The carriage was bumping and uncomfortable. Xue Lang simply collapsed lazily. He was paralyzed and somehow fell asleep. After being awakened from his doze, he arrived at the gate of Weize county. The groom showed something to the guard at the gate. The guard saluted respectfully and then let the carriage into the city.

After entering the city, he asked the coachman to find a place to stop the carriage. Xue Lang took Changjian to walk slowly --

it was the county, which was only bigger than the town, and there was an extra gate. There are only two streets before and after the town. The county is bigger. Four streets, at least, it has doubled. There are street stalls, restaurants, and people shopping in twos and threes.

Compared with a small town, it can be called a street market. However, it is not as good as the scene in "Qingming Shanghe Tu". Xue Lang looked around and wondered if there was any excitement in Chang'an's market. I heard that Chang'an's market was wide and flat, so he was really looking forward to seeing it.

Through to the Tang Dynasty, if you don't even go to Chang'an, it's really a white ride! Chang'an is a livable place in Xue Lang's mind.

Stroll in the street, encounter interested shop, also go in to have a look. Naturally, there will be no good things in this kind of small shops. Most of them sell things that can be used in daily life. They are cheap and ordinary.

In terms of daily necessities, the people in the princess's mansion have prepared for Xue Lang, and Ma Yuanliang's wife has sent them, which is quite adequate. It's not enough because Xue Lang is not used to it, but he is a big man, just make do with it. Xue Lang is a man who pursues a stuttering and can make do with everything else.

After shopping for a while, Xue Lang bought a basket of spring bamboo shoots. When he passed the grain store, he also bought a bag of glutinous rice and a small bag of rice that had just arrived at the store.

"Lang Jun, further ahead is the cattle market where livestock are sold."

"Go and have a look."

In ancient times, a good horse is a modern famous car, which is the pursuit of many ancient men. Although Xue Lang was not good at riding, it didn't hinder him to gain insight.

In fact, in such a rural area, it is impossible to have expensive horse peddlers. In rural areas, donkey, cattle, sheep, chicken, duck and goose can be used.

Seeing the goose and thinking of the delicious roast goose, Xue Lang couldn't help but swallow his mouth. As expected, he should set up a stove in the courtyard to make roast goose and duck convenient.

In my mind, I asked Changjian to buy two, but I couldn't make a roast goose, or stew. In short, reducing the number of mutton meals and increasing other meats is a long-term plan.

Next door to niuma City, there is a small lane. In the alley, there are some people in two or three squatting, some big and small, more women, with straw markers on their heads.

"Lang Jun, this is a people's market. Don't talk at will."

A quiet reminder of thrift. Xue Lang nodded and took a look at the little girl with a straw marker on the head of the alley. His feeling was complex and hard to say. He hoped that after the promotion of sweet potatoes and potatoes, there would be fewer children who were forced to sell.

Just as he was about to leave, a young man ran from a distance and went straight into the alley. He found an empty space at the entrance of the alley and squatted down. He put a straw marker on his head.

His clothes were ragged, his linen clothes were ragged and ragged, and he was hardly covered. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he was yellow and thin and had some malnutrition, he could see that his facial features were excellent and he was a pretty boy.

I sell martial arts, self-confidence and self-confidence

To learn literature and practice martial arts Isn't that a good boy with both literature and martial arts? How can people with this level of knowledge and culture be reduced to selling themselves?

Xue Lang was curious and was about to send Chang Jian to have a look. A frivolous voice sounded from behind: "how much does Xiao Lang ask for?"? I'll buy it

Xue Lang turned back, but he was a fat, white, middle-aged man dressed in silk clothes and dressed as a member. His eyes were like green beans. He looked at the young man for a moment. His expression on his face was salivating.The fat man almost couldn't see his side in his eyes. He went over directly and reached out to touch the young man's face. He asked with a smile: "tell me how much you want to ask for!"

Young man face a twist, "pa" clap open fat man's hand: "I don't sell with you!"

The fat man said with a smile, "little boy, you are in a situation of being a slave. Can you still find fault with the buyer? I have money. You want to sell yourself. That's all. Where are you so picky? Tell me the price quickly. I'll sell you money. I'll go home with you for a happy life. I'll love you very much! "

"Cough!"

Xue Lang coughed directly from his mouth!

It's a sad story that a beautiful boy sells himself as a slave and meets a fat rich man with a special hobby! He is straight for the boy.

After the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Longyang was regarded as a kind of elegant taste, and it was regarded as a fashion to keep young people interested in beauty. There are many men who think that they are elegant and elegant. On the one hand, they keep beautiful maids and concubines, and at the same time raise a group of beautiful teenagers. They still think they are elegant and elegant.

As a straight man who is straighter than xiaobaiyang and the highway, he can understand the different orientations of others, but Xue Lang is totally unacceptable. Looking at the young man's angry face, he was obviously not a bent lover. After thinking about it, Xue Lang said, "long and frugal, go and ask that little gentleman how much you want."

Long Jian looked at Xue Lang gratefully and immediately asked, "this little boy, my husband asked, how much do you want? What are the requirements for selling yourself? "

The young man took a look at Xue Lang under the guidance of long-term frugality, which was much better than that of a white fat man's obscene appearance.

The young man obviously knew the gift, and immediately replied: "return to your servant, the villain must sell his body for 20 Guan. Give it to the lady next to me. After that, he will do everything according to his orders."

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