In Chang'an City, it finally regained some vitality.

People always have to live. After the initial panic and anxiety, the people finally returned to calm.

It's still windy.

It's still snowing.

The weather was still that cold.

My stomach was still as hungry as ever.

It seems that nothing has changed, but it is really changing.

Most of them were the officials who were in charge of them, and some of them disappeared and were replaced with new faces.

Daliang was beaten away, and Datang came back.

They don't feel much about it.

The only thing they are worried about is that they have already paid all the taxes they should pay until the next year, and now that the tax collectors are gone, will the officials of the Tang Dynasty come to them to collect taxes again.

But worry is worry, but for them, it is so helpless. If you really have to pay, then there is no way to do it, and you have to pay it in every possible way, otherwise the wolf-like servants will immediately be arrested and put in prison by those who refuse to pay taxes, and it will be miserable.

However, such worries have never happened.

A porridge shop was first set up in the workshop, and those who didn't eat could go and get a bowl of porridge every day. Wherever the porridge was distributed, it was soldiers in military uniforms.

When people are hungry, there is nothing to fear.

Slowly, everyone found that these soldiers were actually not so terrible, and when they saw those children who were as thin as firewood sticks, they would deliberately scoop the spoon under and scoop some dry thick into their bowls as much as possible.

Although it is a casual small gesture, it can make people see their kindness.

After all, the people's eyes are bright.

Then there's some work to do. It was all organized by the government, and I originally thought it was for nothing, after all, I had eaten other people's porridge for several days, but I didn't expect that at the end of the day, I actually harvested more than ten yellow and clear copper dollars.

With such a good start, everyone's enthusiasm was high.

Clear the snow in the city and give money.

Renovate houses, streets, give money.

Some well-known people even received jobs to wash and sew military uniforms for the soldiers.

When everyone can harvest the yellow and clear copper yuan that makes them extremely relieved after finishing their work, everyone's hearts have generally fallen into their stomachs.

Some small shops on the street are slowly opening.

Even if you boil a few large pots of boiling water in the shop and throw some aged tea foam into it, at the end of the day, you can also have some harvest, and there will always be some people who are willing to drink a bowl of steaming tea soup in cold weather.

Slowly, the porridge shacks on the street were gone, but one by one grain stores opened.

There is very little grain, less staple food, more beans, millet and other ground noodles, and the purchase is limited, each household needs to hold the certificate issued by the fang to buy a pound a day, but this makes the people see hope.

Next, there is a new food.

The kind of thing called sweet potato, the price is cheaper than bean millet seeds, but it tastes much better, sweet, and hungry, and immediately became the new favorite of the people of Chang'an.

Gradually, wheat flour increased, and rice began to appear. The price is much cheaper than the previous year.

Of course, it is impossible to rush to buy, even if Datang has returned for more than a month, the supply of grain has gradually begun to stabilize, but the purchase restriction is still continuing, but you can buy no more than five catties of grain every day, which is much higher than before.

Naturally, the common people have their own accounts. With the relaxation of these conditions, everyone can also keenly feel that the situation seems to be getting better and better.

Since it is getting better and better, tomorrow, maybe more grain will be brought into the city, and the price will fall. Naturally, there is no need to spend more money on this. I don't earn much now, so I naturally count with my fingers and use every penny on the blade.

On top of saving such things, no one will do better than our nation.

Seven things to open the door, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and tea, so what if you don't need money?

Li Ze and Liu Ruyan were shopping.

Dressed in civilian clothes, he walked on the increasingly crowded streets, unobtrusive. There won't be any leakage of the king's qi, and no one will recognize him.

Even in Wuyi, not many people have seen him.

As his status grew, he saw fewer and fewer people. Around him every day, in addition to those who are the secretaries and supervisors, they are the high-ranking and powerful civil and military generals of the Tang Dynasty.

Every micro-service trip like this has become one of the joys of Li Ze's life. It's not that he doesn't want to come out, it's that he really doesn't have time to come out.

Dealing with the mountains of twists and turns, and constantly convening meetings of officials to discuss state affairs, his time has been full, and even if he occasionally squeezes out a little time, there are still officials waiting in line for him to summon.

Even playing with your children has become a luxury.

When they went out, the children had not yet gotten out of bed.

When they returned, the children were already asleep.

He could only stand in front of the bed, gazing at the faces of the dolls and gently caressing their bodies.

But even so, Li Ze will always squeeze out a little time to go to the world in person and take a look.

It's not that he doesn't believe the reports of his officials, at least until now, the officials under his rule have not learned to lie to him, and he still has the channels of the internal security system and the Yixing Society to know the real side.

He came out, just to let himself be contaminated with the dust of this world, and let himself experience the life of the people at the bottom, only in this way did he feel that he was not living on another level.

Chang'an came to life again.

This was Li Ze's first feeling when he walked on the street.

It's like a person who has just recovered from a serious illness, although his steps are still a little faltering, but he has finally taken the first step.

And when this step is taken, the next step will naturally be better and better.

There were many more small traders and vendors on the streets.

Li Ze stood in front of a stall fried chestnuts with interest. Watching the thin man stir-fry the chestnuts vigorously, the firewood burned to the ground, and black smoke poured out of the stove and was blown away by the wind. The pebbles in the pot collided with the iron pot, making a dangdang sound, and a sweet fragrance slowly seeped out.

"What about the new chestnuts picked this year! Absolutely fragrant, absolutely sweet. The thin man looked at Li Ze and sold hard.

"Out of town?" Li Ze asked.

"yes, I've walked dozens of miles!" The man nodded again and again, the first day he entered the city, but the business was not very good, mainly because everyone had money in their hands, and they would also buy food, and they would not buy these small snacks, everyone felt that this chestnut shell was not delicious, but it still accounted for the portion, and it was not cost-effective.

"Do you have any food at home?" Li Ze asked.

The smile on the man's face was lost, "Where is the food?" The year after the court received all the taxes, the family had eaten these chestnuts for a long time, and they all had problems. ”

"Can I taste one?" Li Ze pointed to the chestnuts in the pot and said.

"Yes, yes!" The man picked out a cracked chestnut from the pot, handed it to Li Ze, looked at Liu Ruyan standing beside Li Ze, took out another one, and handed it to her.

"Sure enough!" After eating the chestnuts, Li Ze nodded with a smile: "I want all the fried chestnuts you have here." ”

"Do you want it all?" The man was suddenly overjoyed.

"It's all over!" Li Ze nodded affirmatively.

"Ten pennies a pound!" The man said.

"Both!"

The man was overjoyed, and quickly wrapped about ten catties of fried chestnuts, weighed them, and then handed them to Li Ze.

"One hundred and seven."

Li Ze reached into his arms, but he didn't take it out, turned his head to look at his wife with some embarrassment, Liu Ruyan tilted his head to look at him, obviously he was also the owner of no money.

When he was embarrassed, Chen Wenliang hurriedly walked over from the rear and took out money from his arms to pay the bill for the two. The man didn't think it was any different, the two people in front of him were not ordinary people at a glance, and there was a housekeeper and servant by his side, but it was also a common thing.

"Official, this is a fresh fish that I just caught from the river!"

"Official, I have the best arrowroot powder here."

Seeing Li Ze so refreshing, the surrounding vendors immediately sold their own things to Li Ze.

It can be seen that everyone's business is not very good.

"Luo Er, it's time for you to pay taxes!"

When Li Ze was about to take a breather, the voice from behind him made him stagnate.

When he turned around, he saw a tax collector walking up to the man who had just sold him chestnuts.

"Fifteen cents!" The tax collector spread out his palms.

The man obediently took out fifteen pennies and handed it to the tax collector, who threw the money into a box he carried with him, took out a seal from his bosom, sighed, and slammed one on the man's arm. Then he took out a small notebook and stretched it out in front of the man, "Look at it, I've ticked it out for you." The day before yesterday, yesterday's, and today's, there are a total of 15 texts in three days. ”

"Yes, yes."

When the surrounding vendors saw the tax collector's eyes, they all waved their hands and said, "We haven't opened today!" ”

"Got it, got it." The tax collector looked at the crowd and said, "I'm staring." ”

Li Ze saw that the tax collector was standing on the side, and he didn't know how long this guy had been staring at this area, so he smiled and said, "Wen Liang, buy some." ”

Chen Wenliang waved his hand a little helplessly, and Li Peng immediately walked over with a few people, but he bought some of everything.

The people rejoiced, and the tax collectors were elated. Every time Chen Wenliang settles an account, he follows behind to collect a tax.

Five cents a day. Stamp and tick, Tong Su is not bullied.