Leaving Zheng Yuan, Jia Cong went directly to the market, wandering aimlessly, strolling around. basket color,

I saw that the sedan chairs and horses were numerous, bustling with pedestrians, the shops on both sides of the street, the restaurants, the tea shops, the pawnshops, all of them were thriving, and there were stalls set up by various small traders at the door.

Nowadays, small traders who cannot afford to rent a shop can pay a small rent to the shop on a monthly or daily basis, and they can set up a stall in front of these shops, but they cannot block the door of the shop.

Of course, these hawkers, who can't even afford to pay the rent, can only carry their burdens and sell them everywhere, such as peonies, peonies, plum blossoms, daffodils, spring flowers and other flowers.

In winter, there are also peony and peony spring flowers

Jia Cong silently crossed the idea of getting rich with greenhouse vegetables in his heart.

Well, the ancients noted that there is a cloud, the winter moon to raise flowers, put flowers and trees in the greenhouse pit, and force them with fire.

Those women who wore the Qing Dynasty to buy hot springs, sell greenhouse vegetables, and marry pigs' tails are probably not reading, and it is normal not to know this.

With the insight of the traverser beyond ordinary people, it is also possible to make innovations for the outdated greenhouse method in ancient times, but the pay is not proportional to the benefit.

It's so good that it's reborn, and the best way to make money is to play games, which will only make people feel that the upper limit of the protagonist's IQ is different from that of normal people.

A ** fragrance came, Jia Cong looked for incense, but saw a vendor selling hot bean curd jelly, hot bean curd, plus fried peanuts, sprinkled with chives kohlrabi, with bacon and egg cakes, it simply lured out people's gluttony.

Although the food in Rongguo's mansion can be regarded as not getting tired of eating, how can it compare to the unique flavor of this roadside stall in the market, Jia Cong swallowed his saliva, and really wanted to buy a copy to taste.

However, thinking about the ancient sanitary conditions, Jia Cong's little thought of trying something new suddenly disappeared.

Even if the hawker doesn't believe in the Green Religion, Jia Cong looked at the fried shrimp with green onions on the food stall next to him, and said that the ingredients were transported from Qingdao

Forget it.

Jia Cong walked slowly past the food stall, and saw a few white-washed boys carrying baskets, and when he saw a scholar in a long shirt, he stopped and shouted: "The little one has Journey to the West, Feiyan's Foreign History, Huizhen Ji, and a newly selected collection of current literature, so buy a copy of it." ”

Jia Cong glanced into the basket, and saw that there were colorful books inside, and it could be seen from the cover that the printing was not very good.

"There is also the legend of Ruyi Jun, the legend of the silver bottle plum, the history of the embroidered bed, and the history of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty"

As soon as he thought of selling pirated CDs, Jia Cong couldn't help but shake his head when he heard a series of thunderous ancient versions of the names of harmonious novels.

Do you sell pirated copies, this kind of prestigious and harmonious novel, just like Teacher Cang in the hands of the aunt who sells CDs, although it is famous, but in fact, it should be seen and seen, and it is not as good as the films of the orange pear and the Yamaguchi sisters who have idols going to the sea to sell.

Therefore, selling pirated copies is also about publicity.

Like this kind of harmonious novel, it is best to take a few Longyang books, take them out, and explain a few sentences in a low voice, everyone has this curious psychology, and I am afraid that these readers will not pay for it.

"The small one is the best young lady biography that sells nowadays, this book is the most of those boudoir beauties, how many sisters can't put it down, Mr. buy a copy. ”

Jia Cong was stunned, the title of this book is so familiar, it seems to be the one he wrote, he turned his head, his eyes were full of ice and fire, selling pirated copies in front of the author, and doing things

"This book is also praised by the prince, it is said that it is written about the family affairs of a certain Hou Mansion in Beijing, those things that eat and wear, ordinary people have never even heard of it, it is definitely a good book. ”

Taishangjing also didn't give face to his father-in-law, so you guys are too arrogant.

"But it's like a white-haired palace person crying and talking about Xuanzong, remembering the people he has met, recounting the things he has experienced, telling his own life, and recounting the things that have happened in half his life."

A scholar hurriedly asked, got the nod of the book seller, and happily took out the money bag.

Jia Cong really can't stand it, praise is appreciated, can you buy the original

Jia Cong sighed, it's just that, the books that came out incognito are so speechless, he doesn't believe that the two books he gave out in Rongguo Mansion also dare to steal them.

"Why is there no Da Luo Tian" A young man in a Taoist robe asked with a frown, flipping through the books in the basket. "That book is rare, and because of the old sage, I don't dare to sell it casually, if the son wants, Ming'er will come here"

Also Ming'er Jia Cong gritted his teeth hatefully, he asked the chengguan to sweep around today and let you sell pirated copies.

However, after taking two steps, Jia Cong's anger temporarily stopped, not to mention that there is no chengguan now, he has a similar position, and he is willing to listen to him, but when people ask, what is the reason.

That's it, out of sight is clean, Jia Cong simply turned a corner and walked towards the place where the crowd was loose.

This walk, to the mouth of an alley, the left and right sides of the ground spread out oilcloth, full of green antique toys, the tank thrown rolled up calligraphy and paintings.

The shops behind the stalls are all antique shops with several doors, the layout is very atmospheric, and the name of the signboard on the door is quite familiar to Jia Cong, as if he has heard Jia Yu talk a few times.

Dare to walk to the antique street, Jia Cong's mind flashed in his mind the various ways to touch porcelain mentioned in the online treasure appreciation novels, carefully avoiding pedestrians, and looking at the antiques on the stall as if he was looking at the flowers.

Although he doesn't plan to pick up the leaks, he can also increase his knowledge by looking at it more.

Walking to the front of a stall, Jia Cong stopped to take a closer look, but there were some swords and bronze utensils on the stall, and when he looked at the ornamentation, he knew that the age was very close.

"This heart guard of mine was given by the Duke of Ning Guo back then, and it was forged from the essence of the stars in the sky, and it is said that it is hung in the room and can shine inside and out. Now although there are three knife marks, the magic is not there, but it has a miraculous effect on driving away evil spirits and calming the gods."

Jia Cong thought about it, the function of this heart shield is so familiar, it seems to be the content he made up, probably a coincidence, this kind of antique dealer, how can he be so mentally retarded.

"When I bluff you, you look at this book, this is the third generation of instruments written by the descendants of Rongning and the two dukes, you look at the record above, which sentence is not right"

Hehe, Jia Cong can only smile, it must be that something has gone wrong with his cognition. Also, what the hell is the descendant of the second prince of Rongning, this is to say that the brother is forbidden to give birth to a child.

"If you think of such a good thing, it must be extraordinary, you bring it back, and you will touch the luck of the country, and your descendants will not be able to worship the prince in the future. ”

Luck Jia Cong looked sideways, this antique dealer is not surnamed Jing Ming Sect Master, fortunately, this antique dealer's hair is very thick.

Jia Cong calmed down a little, walked to the front of the Rongwen Pavilion with five doors, and suddenly saw a pot-bellied rich merchant coming out of the shop, and told the little man holding the wooden box beside him: "Be careful, this is the five-colored jade horse collected by Rong Guogong, if it falls, I will pick your skin." ”

The shopkeeper of the shop pù sent it out and said, "He Daguan walks slowly." The small ones are not sent. ”

The jade horse collected by Rong Guogong was also written in his book but this thing is Jia Daishan's treasure isn t it stored in the treasury Jia Cong squinted his eyes this is a fake or

"Brother Leng, I heard that you have some good things here, why don't you send someone to sue me. The middle-aged man wearing silk clothes, wearing a fire fox coat, and pacing the official steps, smiled very familiarly.

"Oh, Lord Mei, the small one is far away, and I hope to forgive me, because most of the new arrivals this time are playgames, and there is no study, so the small one has not been notified to the adult. I heard that the adults are going to be released.,The little one is here to congratulate the adults.。 The cold shopkeeper said a few words of the old and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"How can the release be more expensive than the Beijing officials, just for the officials, they always have the herdsmen's side, and do some practical things, so as to live up to the hard work of these years and the kindness of the saints. ”

When Master Mei said this, he smiled again: "However, a poor Hanlin like me, when I am released as an official, I have to send some filial piety to my superiors. There is a Shangguan, nothing else is rare, only collecting ancient jade, the day before yesterday I saw the book written by the little prince of your house, and praised the jade collected by Rong Guogong. I heard that there is a jade horse in it, which is full of colors, and it can't be obtained anymore. That's why I'm here to find out. ”

Mei Hanlin, this Mei Hanlin is Xue Baoqin's father-in-law. Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong opened a smile, this cold shopkeeper should not be Mrs. Wang's son-in-law Leng Zixing.

"It's really unfortunate that the jade horse was sold. However, back then, Grandpa Guo collected those ancient jades, and there were still a lot of them, so please do not have them. ”

"This" Master Mei was a little hesitant when she heard that the jade horse had been sold.

Leng Zixing hurriedly smiled and said: "The temper of these Shangguan, I also know that whoever gives them gold and silver will definitely be angry, saying that I am not a person who drills money, I look down on people too much, and the copper stinks." In fact, they are afraid that people will laugh at their money, and those who do this official position want both money and decency, so people often touch nails. Therefore, what Shangguan is, what to give, but it can't be too rigid, what does he want, he really doesn't have it, don't you send it. In fact, he bought a value of almost the same and sent it, and he liked it just as much, anyway, these Shangguan rewards have been played, and they still have to be exchanged for silver. ”

"Tricky, Brother Leng's tongue is really tricky. Master Mei smiled and followed Leng Zixing into the store.

Jia Cong watched the people discuss the treasury collection of Rongguo Mansion in a grand manner, and felt unbelievable, is this Mrs. Wang's self-theft, or is it her own opinion.

However, the mandarin ducks can take Jia's mother's things as a treat, and it is normal for Mrs. Wang to sell some of Jia Daishan's collections, of course, it would be better if these things did not have Jia Yu's inheritance in theory.

Jia Cong thought.

Jia Cong found a teahouse to sit down and drink tea, and waited for Dr. Tea to come to tea, listening to a few scholars next to him criticize: "The world is going down, the drum tells the story, mostly for Cailan to give chrysanthemums, the boudoir sings, confusing people's minds, it is no longer appropriate, and now there are storytelling, telling about the death of heroes, the people in the market listen to it, eager to try, its is not chaotic, all from this, we have the heart of the world, will think about it." ”

In ancient times, it was a big drum for storytelling, and in modern times it was a novel game, and Confucius still listened to songs at that time, and he didn't see a saint or a saint anymore.

Thanks to Weibo and the circle of friends, Jia Cong has long been able to listen to and turn a blind eye to this kind of stupid remarks.

"What Brother Tai said is very true. Especially nowadays, those prodigal sons of the powerful, who know a few words, make up nonsense, relying on the merits of their ancestors, writing about heroes and beauties, touting martial artists, flattering disasters, and making disasters worse than commenting on books and drums, which should also be banned. ”

"Exactly, especially the seven-year-old child in Rongguofu, the words are sloppy and unbearable, and the words are not written into articles, but he relies on his family background to act recklessly, and he dares to print and spread it everywhere, so he should be banned together. ”

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