In fact, this qiē is just Chen Xiaoqi's show, he doesn't care about the rainstorm pear flower needle, but the sin will never be handed over to Lin Zhennan, killing tens of millions of people while talking and laughing, Chen Xiaoqi can't do it.

What everyone doesn't know is that Chen Xiaoqi exaggerated a little, although the ** virus is terrifying, it is best to go down to people's bodies, or even drinking water to take effect.

When he said this, he just wanted to force Lin Zhennan to kill Wang Dart, and he didn't mean to destroy the Golden Daomen, after all, with Mrs. Wang and many darts present, Lin Zhennan would never agree to kill his father-in-law's family, unless he wanted to isolate himself from the world.

Of course, if this mention was secretly proposed by Chen Xiaoqi, I'm afraid it is unknown whether Lin Zhennan will agree to him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoqi underestimated the ancient Chinese people's heart of belonging to his own sect, and the king actually committed suicide, which was an unexpected joy.

At this time, Chen Xiaoqi also had considerations in his heart, and laid some clues for his future plans.

The purpose is to let everyone spread it, but it doesn't matter much whether outsiders believe it or not, because Chen Xiaoqi's next means will make them believe it.

These things happened, and Chen Xiaoqi's breakfast was also disturbed, which was not a happy thing for half a foodie, well, although he took the opportunity to exude some information that he wanted people to know.

After comforting Chunlan Xia He, Chen Xiaoqi took Wang Tiehu and Xia He out of the house, in fact, Chen Xiaoqi stayed in the house for seven or eight days, and he was a little tired, so he wanted to go out and let off steam.

Bai Er still followed dutifully, and the look of respect in his eyes was even worse, in fact, it couldn't be said to be respectful, but more in awe.

Out of the place where the mansions of the wealthy gathered, it was a place to listen to people singing, and there was an opera troupe singing on stage.

A shed was set up under the stage, and there were tables and benches in the shed, and everyone gathered around a table, and the troupe also sold some melons and fruits and snacks by the way, which was considered extra money.

Once the horn sang, "Since I, with the king to fight in the east and west~, I have suffered from wind and frost and toil, year after year~." Hate only hates the unTaoist Qin to ruin the lives of the people, and only causes the people to suffer and suffer~ Ah. ”

Listening to the lyrics, today's 'Farewell My Concubine', but Chen Xiaoqi didn't like to watch this paragraph, so he didn't stay long, and the four of them went straight along the street.

After the place where the troupe set up the stage to sing, there were those who sold ready-to-wear clothes with the 'Dianyi' brand, and there were also those who sold rain gear with the 'rain gear' brand, but the weather was sunny today, and there were very few people who bought rain gear.

Where there was rice, Chen Xiaoqi saw three or five civilians cooking rice inside.

The people of the Ming Dynasty were not as modern as they were modern, and they had mechanized multi-functional machines for processing rice and wheat, etc., and the people here used wooden sticks to make rice.

Not far from the place of Chungmi, it is a façade with the sign of "slaughtering pigs in this store", two meat cases in the door, hanging three or five pieces of pork, and behind the meat case sits a butcher with a big waist and a round waist, which is the place where pigs and sheep are slaughtered and meat is sold by the way.

There are also small shops with the brand of 'silver wine vessels with huàn patterns and all kinds of gold and silver jewelry', which is considered a mobile pawnshop?

There was also the chicken picker on the side of the road, and the rooster was crowing and screaming, which upset everyone because the weather was already hot.

The middle section of the roadside was extremely lively, and Chen Xiaoqi and the others looked over to see that they were playing sumo!

Everyone gathered in a circle, and there were two big men in the circle, shirtless, and Xia He's face was red and his ears were red.

After this, turn into the street next to it, but it is a school, and the neat singing voice comes, "Zi said ......"

The three of them walked to the end of the street, a high-rise building, a pink sign hanging under the façade, which read, 'Weaving and Makeup Spending Gold Sprinkle Line', and on one side was 'Zero Cut Yarn Luo Silk', but it was a shop selling silk pù.

At the end of the street, there is a river, for the city river, there is a bridge on the river, at the head of the bridge, there is a middle-aged storyteller with a paper fan in his hand, it is called a subdued and frustrated, the mouth is like a hanging river, and the surrounding people also listen to the eyebrows and dance, and there are cheers from time to time.

On the bridge are some vendors selling snacks and specialties, and all kinds of special snacks opened Chen Xiaoqi's eyes and sighed, my Chinese foodie empire culture really has a long history and is worthy of its reputation!

After getting off the bridge, there was a puppet show at the head of the bridge, and the people around were in a small circle.

On the side of the puppet show is a stretch of stalls, the stalls are selling antiques, antiques Chen Xiaoqi can't tell the real from the fake, and he is not very interested, but inadvertently glimpsed a pair of walnuts in excellent condition, the shape and texture of the walnuts are very similar to the lion's head, sold to modern times, I am afraid that it will be sold for a hundred to one hundred thousand.

However, the number of Chen Xiaoqi's backpack lattices is limited, only twenty, and he must be loaded with extremely precious things on the return trip, and it is not cost-effective to occupy a grid for one hundred thousand, so he did not make a move.

After the antique stall a dragon, not far below is to sell official salt, magnetic, in fact, the most profitable business in the Ming Dynasty is to sell salt, in the late Ming Dynasty, Huizhou salt merchants once mastered the Ming Dynasty economy 4/7, can be described as a flourishing moment.

However, the matter of selling salt is too big, and Chen Xiaoqi has to arrange it for at least two years before he can slowly seize control of the salt selling industry, and this life consumption alone is worth 200 micro points, and it is not cost-effective to do it for money, so it is just that.

Behind the porcelain shop pù is the Liuchen shop, [Liuchen: rice, barley, wheat, soybeans, adzuki beans, sesame seeds] and a place that sells shoes.

From time to time, there are sedan chairs passing in the city, and from time to time there are some official ladies in the city, that is, everyone in the government, and there are also sons and brothers running on horses on the street, but the happy and bloody incident of hitting people on horses does not seem to be seen.

Because the spacious central avenue seems to be specially paved for the galloping of horses, [in fact, it is a channel for the imperial court to transmit messages], and the galloping sons and buddies are usually there to 'race horses'.

In addition, there are art galleries, pharmacies, restaurants, southern goods stores, piano shops, fortune telling shops, silver pouring shops, fan sellers, family delivery teams, bookstores, Keju fields, cattle and horse markets, dyeing workshops, furniture shops, iron shops, rouge gouache shops, Yicui Building, painting boats......

Fuzhou City is still quite big, the three of them went around for most of the day, until the sunset, and only turned Fuzhou City by more than half, which is enough to show that all industries in the city are prosperous and prosperous.

[I have written so much information, and you have felt a little bit of the atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty. 】

Just when Xia He was holding an umbrella for Chen Xiaoqi, fanning the wind, and returning home, when he walked to the intersection of Ximen Street and Nanmen Street, Chen Xiaoqi unconsciously looked to the south and was stunned.

What kind of eyes were they, seemingly completely devoid of light, exuding a gray love called despair.

ps: This chapter has been written for a long time, written according to the Qingming Shanghe map, but looking back, it feels as if nothing has been written, sweat, so, there is a change at 11 o'clock in the evening, dear friends, remember that a reward before going to bed, and sleep well after the reward!!