"Nine dollars a pound? Why don't you grab it! ”

Lu Guangsu muttered, no wonder he said this, the purchasing power of five baht is about 2 times that of the later generations of RMB, so calculated, the pork in this township and city can only buy a Han Jin (250 grams) for 9 yuan, which is equivalent to more than 70 yuan a kilogram, which is ridiculously expensive! And it far exceeds the price of beef and mutton.

Ren Hong heard that in the Central Plains, the price of sheep was 500 and the price of pigs was 300, but in Dunhuang it was completely reversed.

Because the Xiaoyue, Qiang, and Guiyi Hu, who lived in Dunhuang, often raised horses, cattle, sheep, camels, donkeys, mules, etc., they often used these livestock and households to exchange food, but did not raise pigs.

Because pigs are omnivores, in addition to eating a small amount of grass leaves, tubers, mushrooms, wild berries, wild fruits, etc., are also the target of nomadic wives and daughters.

Therefore, pigs are in conflict with herdsmen's diets, and the climate here is dry, unless it is by the Huze River, the Gobi dry land is not suitable for pig herding.

Qiang and Hu also did not learn the Han people's method of building toilets and pigsty together and letting pigs eat and grow fat, so in the grassland and desert areas where survival resources are scarce, such as the Western Regions, Hexi, and Mobei, nomadic herders are not interested in raising pigs at all, but they are more than people in the old forests in the northeast, but they have a soft spot for pig raising.

So the pigs of Dunhuang can only rely on a small number of households to provide in captivity, the number is less than cattle and sheep, naturally it is scarce and expensive - although in Ren Hong's view, the taste of pork that has not been castrated is far inferior to that of beef and mutton, but after all, it is the meat that the Central Plains people have eaten for thousands of years, and the tradition is placed there, and the ancestors are sacrificed during the New Year's Festival, and it is always impossible to say that they do not kill one.

Since pork was so expensive, Ren Hong only glanced at it casually, then turned around and asked how the Qiangmin sheep were sold.

Although the deal could not be done, Lu Guangsu chatted with the butcher.

"Flints who came to buy meat and vegetables? Which flint? "The butcher could see that they were guards and guards.

Lu Guangsu slapped the ring knife and said with a smile: "Break the flint!" He pointed to Ren Hong, who bought sheep, and said, "This is Ren Suichang!" ”

"Broken Flint...... Could it be that Ling Husui was found to have fornicated with the Huns a few days ago, and he was the one who betrayed things? ”

"It seems to be called like that, I heard that the flint chief is surnamed Ren!"

As soon as the butcher who killed the pig said this, several butcher shops next to him also joined in the discussion.

Beixiang of Dunhuang County is the closest to the Great Wall, and this matter is also a big case that alarmed the county, and it has long been spread. In addition, the family of Liu Suichang, who was killed, was in the township, and there were only two or three hundred households in the township, and everyone had heard Liu Suichang's family mention the situation after the case was overturned.

"I heard that it was Ling Husui's Cheng Suichang who fornicated with the Huns and killed officials, but Ren Suichang, the new commander of the captive Sui, had only been in office for a few days, and he sensed the adultery and captured them with his soldiers!"

"Well caught! Today we can let the profiteers out of the fortress, and tomorrow we can let the Hu people into the fortress, and then it will be us who will suffer. ”

When the butcher who sold pork said that he was rising, he actually took a large piece of pork belly, wrapped it in pu leaves, and stuffed it into Lu Guangsu's arms: "I have also served in the army, and I know that it is not easy to wait, and you have caught the traitor, which is equivalent to protecting Beixiang thoroughly, this piece of meat does not cost money, and I will give it to you!" ”

A few stalls next to it also did the same: "This tripe has been peeled and cleaned, take it." ”

"Send you a few sheep's hooves."

Even the dog butcher who sells dog meat came to join in the fun, pinching a few suspicious sticks and shouting, "Do you want a dog whip?" It's very compensating! ”

With greasy hands, holding all kinds of meat stuffed over, Lu Guangsu was a little dazed.

Ren Hong was also a little moved by the enthusiasm of the butchers, but seeing that there were more and more onlookers, it seriously affected the traffic in the market, and even some children were squeezed down, crying, which aggravated the chaos of the scene.

He hurriedly picked up the fallen little kid, returned the crutches he had squeezed out to an old man, and stood under the city flag, and bowed to everyone:

"Fathers and elders, we have good intentions, but waiting to see the traitor, this is a matter within the scope of the chief, and I don't dare to take credit. Fathers and elders, please rest assured, Ren Hong will stand on the post for a day when he is in office, as for these meats, the second and third sons should sell me at the market price. ”

Saying that, let Lu Guangsu give money to the butchers, and collect all the pork and tripe, but didn't ask for a dog whip - did a group of them eat this thing and fight bayonets? Then he took a fat sheep he had just bought and left the market.

"It's a good flint, and thanks to such a person, we can sleep peacefully in Sene."

Seeing that Ren Hongyuan was gone, everyone in the bazaar was full of praise for this descendant, and even a few aunts asked others: "Can this Ren Sui Chang be married?" ”

And Ren Hong rode on the horse, and when he looked back, the township and city, which only occupied one street, were small, but they were bustling, full of human touch and fireworks.

The township market, which is rushed once every half a month, will be open from morning to evening, so that people from ten miles and eight villages can come to take what they need, and between the concessions, they will show the flavor of the market.

How familiar this daily life is, it makes Ren Hong feel in a trance that it shouldn't be what Biansai should be......

On the plug is iron-blooded, the Gobi is windy and sandy, and the plug is a male farmer and a female weaver, the chicken and dog smell each other, the yellow hair hangs down, and they are happy, what a wonderful contrast.

"This is the Great Wall, and the meaning of the existence of our soldiers."

Ren Hong sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I really hope that the people of Dunhuang can live a peaceful life all the time, and they don't have to suffer from the Huns!" ”

……

By the time Ren Hong and the others returned to Po Sui, it was already three poles in the morning, Han Dangdang was doing the morning inspection, while Song Wan was lying on the desk, holding something in one hand and writing something seriously with a pen in the other......

"The flint is back."

Seeing Ren Hong and them returning, Song Wan hurriedly put down the objects in his hand and stood up to help carry the meat and sheep.

Song Wan's change is very big, after Ling Husui's case, he is now obedient to Ren Hong, no longer the appearance of the bar spirit when he first came, a few days ago he even asked Ren Hong with a thick old face how to read - to be a Sui Chang to write the "Daily Book", and every year he has to work for the Sui, so he must be literate, Song Wan's qualifications are enough, but he has suffered the loss of no culture, and has missed many promotions.

Ren Hong didn't refuse, gave a little advice, and then whenever he had spare time, he always saw Song Wan practicing there.

Ren Hong walked to the front of the case and took a look, and sure enough, what Song Wan put down was a wooden goose, which was made of several sides with wooden blocks, which of course could not be used as a formal document, but a common "study of characters" in the Fengsui Place.

In the Dunhuang Fengsui, there is no shortage of officials like Song Wan who are eager to read and write, because the simplicity is limited, they will find a wooden stick to sharpen it, and each side can learn words, and after the writing is full, it can be scraped off, and it can be reused again, cheap and affordable.

Song Wan is also interesting, the first thing he asked was not the poems and Spring and Autumn Period, which Ren Hong also didn't understand, but the names of his father, mother, wife, son, and grandson.

Ren Hong learned from this that this old Song is only in his forties, but he already has two daughters and a son, both of whom are married, and they just had grandchildren the year before last.

However, the words on this wooden goose are not the names of his relatives, but the words "Han" are written over and over again: "Han".

This is true on every side.

"Why do you only practice this one word?" Ren Hong asked Song Wan.

Song Wan said with some embarrassment: "As a citizen of the Han Dynasty, I have guarded the beacon for the Han Dynasty for so many years, but I don't even know how to write the word 'Han', I really shouldn't be." What's more, looking around, I always think this character is very good-looking, but unfortunately, it becomes ugly when I write it......"

Song Wan was a little ashamed, his hands were covered with ink, and he had obviously spent a lot of effort, but the handwriting on the goose was crooked and very clumsy, and he was only at the level of learning to practice calligraphy in the second grade of primary school.

Ren Hong said: "Tianhan, Dahan, this is indeed the most atmospheric and the most important word to learn." ”

"It's already better than the beginning, Song Zhu Minister, keep practicing like this, and when it comes to the winter solstice, you will be able to write a letter to your family by yourself!"

Song Wanjaw said that from an illiterate person to being able to write, it gives people a sense of achievement. He muttered that he had been delayed by farming and military service for many years before, and his son was also blind, but his grandson must not be left behind, and he must be allowed to read and write from an early age......

Walking outside the courtyard with Ren Hong, Lu Guangsu and Zhang Qianren were preparing to kill sheep and peel sheep, and the flour they bought was also poured into the clay pot.

Song Wan looked at these ingredients and asked, "Sui Chang said that he would take everyone to have a good meal and celebrate today, what kind of food is this?" ”

"Dunhuang Famous Food."

Ren Hong rolled up his sleeves and prepared to knead the dough, and said with a smile: "Hu Yang stewed cake!" ”

……

PS: The second chapter is in the afternoon.