Half a year has passed, back to Chang'an again, a guy wearing tattered patched clothes stood at the city gate, looking at the three words 'Mingde Gate' on the city gate, with his hands behind his back, the beggar-like nail looked back at the new city wall being built behind him, and sighed leisurely, there are still many Hu people doing coolies, and he doesn't recognize the construction mud used in the city wall, it seems to be a strange ash.

Cocking her mouth, she walked towards the city gate, she came back, naturally she wanted to meet the princess, this legendary princess, to be honest, the nail admired the princess a little, much more powerful than himself, commanded the black armor army, charged into battle, and the nail fell into endless reverie.

Walking on the streets of Chang'an, she found the difference in the past, there were vendors selling all kinds of things with flat poles everywhere, and the scene was extremely lively, is this still the former Chang'an? There is no doubt that Chang'an has become more prosperous and prosperous.

Why can you go outside to sell things, that kind of candy strung up, it should taste very good, the nail stepped forward, waved his ragged clothes, showed the look that a beggar should have, and took out three copper plates from his arms...

While licking the candy, while shopping barefoot, the nail has become accustomed to this kind of life, whether it is when he was a child, or now, the busy Chang'an is more energetic than before, is this the credit of the princess?

When she came to a place where a notice was posted, she saw the official notice written on it, all of which were about registered trademarks, which made her curious to turn her eyes to the West Market.

She wandered to the city hall in the West Market and found an official who managed the bazaar, but he didn't look like an official, this man had the style of the Black Armor, he was quick and gentle, and even though he was at the back of the line, he could see the official's expression and attitude on tiptoe.

"Mayor Zeng, how much does it cost to become a registered vendor?"

Nail quietly listened to the man in front of him to guess the change in the rules that had taken place in Chang'an, and soon the official issued a serious emphasis, at least to her ears.

"That's the case, you don't have to worry, this registration does not need to pay a fee, the so-called registration, is just a simple count of how many people will go to business, if it is less than 30 copper plate transactions, do not need to report, that is, do not need to pay taxes, if it is more than 30 copper plate transactions, must be reported, the city bureau will collect taxes!"

"It's... I understand, this regulation is very beneficial to us small traders, and the general business is not too big, but if you have paid taxes for more than 30 tongbao, do you still need to pay taxes every year? ”

"No," the mayor raised his tone as he said this, repeating in a voice that was neither slow nor slow, "this is a decision made by Her Royal Highness the Princess, and she thinks that if you become a merchant and have a lot of farming at home, you can reduce the harsh taxes accordingly!" Let the people live a happier life! ”

"In this way, you can also get a lot of benefits by becoming a trader!"

"Yes, it's a princess's gift!"

There was some pride in his tone, he was a man who had retired from the battlefield, a glorious retiree, with a certain allowance every month, plus this good job, the only pity was...

Nail noticed that the mayor seemed to have lost a hand, his sleeve was empty, and his ears were obviously missing, and she understood the crippled man who had retreated from the battlefield.

"Hello! You're also coming... Registered vendors? ”

When the nail was distracted, there was already a gentle questioning voice, looked up at the official of the city department, and said with a light smile, "Yes! ”

Affirmative answer! What did a beggar come here to do, registered vendor, a little incredible, "Is it... What are you going to sell... I'm not going to sell myself..."

Seeing the mayor look at himself with strange eyes, the nail took out the bulging money bag from his arms and showed it to him, indicating that he had no problem with his financial resources, "I'll register a wood carving vendor, my name is Shen Li, and I'm good at handicraft!" ”

The mayor raised an eyebrow, wrote down the name with one hand, and asked, "Where do you live?" ”

"Bad people Journey to the West restaurant rudder!"

Walking out of the city hall in a good mood, she continued to stroll through the bazaar, occasionally watching the wine market where Manichaeism had once been a stronghold on the roadside, and all these years had passed.

went around and around and came to the outside of the Journey to the West Restaurant, and was quickly attracted by the sound on the high platform.

"Hey, I saw that monkey!" The storyteller wears the mask of the Monkey King, the golden rooster is independent, the golden wooden stick is resisted on his shoulder, the pergola is in his hand, and he skillfully turns over on one leg and walks with the fight, "A heel fight of 108,000 miles, come to the Nantianmen, and face the divine soldiers and generals gathered on the clouds!" ”

The nail heard it surprisingly, this voice is so familiar, came to the stage, squeezed next to a young monk, pillowed the wooden platform, and observed every move on the stage, she was surprised in her heart, the guy who could speak well was back!

"Amitabha, donor! Please take it! ”

The nail was excited for a while, and was attracted by the storyteller on the stage, and a childish voice came from his ears, it was a monk, and he turned his head to look, only to see that the other party had stuffed three sesame flatbreads, which were still hot.

Three people, one of them is a bald monk, with six precept seals on his head, and the other two are a man and a woman, the man is dressed in gorgeous clothes, his eyes are serious and calm, and he seems to have a high status, and the woman is also wearing a white and blue skirt, all of them are people with status.

"Many... Thank you..."The nail is a little inexplicable, but she still catches it and thanks, she doesn't know the other party, but she got the gift from the other party, although she doesn't need to give it, but the three Hu cakes represent the kindness of the three, Chang'an is really different from before, at least no longer chaotic, the original choice of the princess was really right.

Waiting for the three of them to leave, Nail continued to listen to the lecture, eating Hu Cake while listening, and after eating, she went to the Journey to the West Restaurant, she left the bad people, secretly lurked in Manichaeism, and then traveled around the country to steal intelligence, and lived outside for more than ten years, this day, finally returned.

With some relaxation, with some joy, she will not forget the old man who took her in when she was a child and taught her martial arts and carving, and has not been to the tomb in that area for a long time, and will find a chance to go again.

Smelling the smell of wine wafting from inside, she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva when she was half-full, and suddenly her index finger moved, but she spent several days gnawing on tree bark to live.

Entering the restaurant, I looked around, and immediately saw the position set by the bad handsome and several commanders, and walked over and sat down.

"Welcome back, Nail Commander!"

Everyone drank in unison, and then politely got busy.

Zhang Heng took the bowl, Liang Zixin poured wine, Zhang Lian took chopsticks, and Jin Cheng served rice.

After touching the toast, the nail burped a mouthful of strong ale wine in satisfaction, and suddenly noticed that someone was staring at his back, and when he turned around, he saw three inexplicable eyes looking at him strangely, it was the three kind people who gave him the cake...