Along the way, Liu Yong chatted with the old man and learned about the lives of ordinary people in the Song Dynasty. It turned out that this old man's family had more than 20 acres of thin fields, and when the harvest was good, he also had an annual income of 50,000 yuan, which was equivalent to 15,000 yuan. In addition to the old couple, there is also a son who is not married, and his life is also nourishing. It seems that in this Great Song Dynasty, as long as people are not lazy, they will live well.

Time flies quickly, and the sun has risen on the horizon. Shine on the body warmly.

Liu Yong thought back to what happened in the broken temple, and he was still a little afraid when he thought about it at this time, if they found that person, he and Yingying would probably be killed by the knife. He took out the small fish carved from the wood, looked at it carefully, and recalled the man's dying words: "Give it over, goose, goose ......."

"What is the goose? Someone with the surname Goose? Is there a surname? Is it still a place called a goose? Liu Yong really couldn't figure it out in his heart, "Brother, it seems that I can't help you fulfill your last wish." Looking at the little wooden fish again, he thought, "Since it can't be done, what are you doing with it?" "I was about to throw it on the side of the road, but my raised hand stopped in the air again.

"No, you can't throw it. Those who chased and killed it were for the sake of this little wooden fish. It seems that this is not an ordinary thing. "Liu Yong's heart is really soft.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Ying Ying asked after seeing Liu Yong's strange movements and expression.

Liu Yong smiled and said, "It's nothing, Yingying has a good rest, maybe we still have to walk." ”

As soon as she heard that she was walking, Yingying's little face pulled down. Liu Yong smiled: "What's wrong? Yingying doesn't want to walk anymore? Yingying nodded.

"Then uncle will make money and take care of the carriage, okay?" Liu Yong teased her.

"yes, okay." Yingying really believed it.

Seeing Ying Ying being angry and happy for a while, Liu Yong couldn't help but hold Ying Ying in his arms.

Liu Yong decided to keep the wooden fish and inquire about it later. And I kept thinking about the goose word in my head.

The old man ate a free grilled fish, and his heart was so happy that he hummed an ugly little song all the way. But to Liu Yong's ears, the old man's ugly little song still fits the surrounding scenery very well. This ugly little song has put a layer of ancient charm on the flowers and trees in front of you, the distant mountains and near the water.

The old man set up a carriage and turned left at an intersection. Liu Yong asked, "Uncle, why did you turn the corner?" ”

"Lang Jun, Lijia Village is gathered here." The old man explained.

"Isn't that far away from the Meizhou City I went to?" Liu Yong leaned out, he didn't want to deviate from the path.

"I said Lang Jun, anyway, it's still far away from Meizhou City, and besides, aren't you going to the market?"

"But I thought it was on the side of the official road?"

"Where is the market on the official road?"

"How far is that from the market?"

"It's not far, eight or nine miles away. But you're going to have to pay at least half of my fare if you get off here. "The old man's three sentences are inseparable from the word money.

Liu Yong felt that the eight or nine miles were not far away, so he said, "Who said I was going to get off the bus?" ”

After a few more miles, there were more forks in the road, and with them more pedestrians, most of them going in one direction, and it seemed that they were all going to the market. Some drove oxen and horse-drawn carts, some carried burdens, some pushed wheelbarrows, and some women carried various bamboo baskets. There was no shortage of some delicate girls during the period. Green shirts, pink shirts, and yellow cedars are dotted among the crowds and green fields, and from a distance, they look like butterflies fluttering in the sun.

This is the first time Liu Yong has seen so many people since he came to the Great Song Dynasty, and he suddenly has a feeling of seeing the light of day again. It's all so new to him. I saw that most of the men were gray-black, or dark blue coarse linen clothes, and most of them were wrapped in scarves on their heads. There was also some people who wore silk during this period. Of course, these people are riding tall horses.

Seeing a few girls coming over talking and laughing, Liu Yong hurriedly straightened his hat and sat down. Put on a posture of a decent man and a gentleman.

When several girls saw Liu Yong, they all sneered, all of them blushed, turned their heads and ran away. ran a few meters away, and didn't forget to look back at Liu Yong again. Then he put his head together and whispered. Obviously, they were talking about Liu Yong.

Liu Yongyang was proud, thinking: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!" I, Liu Yong, also have today, and I can make the girls blush and be shy with just one face! ”

Although the girls ran away, they still turned back to peek at Liu Yong from time to time, and Liu Yong couldn't help but raise his hand to greet them. And he giggled the girls shyly.

"Uncle, those sisters are laughing at you." Even Yingying could see that something was wrong.

The old man interjected: "Hehe, those girls have taken a fancy to your uncle." The tone was lukewarm, and it seemed to be a little jealous.

"Uncle, what did those sisters like about you?" Yingying asked if she didn't understand.

Liu Yong shook his head triumphantly, almost threw off his hat, hurriedly grabbed it, and only said: "It's nothing." "But the beauty in my heart is about to bubble up with snot. It is said that women are the ones who please themselves, but in fact, men are the same.

Along the way, the young girls didn't see less, most of them liked to look at Liu Yong a few more times, and he also smiled at him, thinking to himself: "If you want to sign it, then come up!" "A bunch of pretty girls gathered around him asking for autographs came to mind. Thinking about it, I laughed. Yingying asked him strangely what he was laughing at, and he only said, "It's nothing." Yingying was not happy, the little mouth was pouting, and she could hang an oil bottle.

Children are cute even when they are angry, especially a beautiful girl like Yingying, who is even more pitiful and loving. Liu Yong stretched out his finger and scratched Yingying's pouting mouth, making her laugh.

This is really a big bazaar, but I didn't see what the old man said about Lijia Village. After inquiry, it was found that this market was founded by the people of Lijia Village a few miles away, and this place is the central location of more than a dozen villages in a radius, and there are only four markets per month.

This is an open field, and there are already vendors selling their stalls.

Liu Yong looked at the open space the size of a stadium, and there were seven or eight long queues of vendors back and forth. The customers who bought things squirmed around these long lines, bustling and lively.

The old man tied the carriage to a tree and told Liu Yong not to try to escape. But Liu Yong led Yingying to the small river ditch on the side of the road to wash her face and tidy up her clothes. Back in front of the carriage, Liu Yong couldn't wait to jump into the sea of people. Xiao Yingying was even more eager to try, staring directly at the steaming vendors. Because everyone who is angry makes all kinds of snacks.

"Uncle, Yingying wants to eat soup cakes." Xiao Yingying tugged at Liu Yong's clothes, and didn't care whether he had money or not.

"Yingying is obedient, when my uncle makes money for a while, I won't buy it for you to eat, but buy something else, you see there is still barbecue there." Liu Yong said as he pointed his finger.

"Hmm." Yingying happily agreed.

Liu Yong rubbed his hands, gritted his teeth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The old man on the side was still telling Liu Yong not to run away. Liu Yong ignored him and took Yingying's little hand into the lively market. The old man was not at ease, so he had to put down what he wanted to buy first and follow behind Liu Yong.

Walking in the crowd, browsing the vendors on both sides, selling everything, from melons, fruits, pears, peaches, pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and other agricultural products, to daily necessities, to the means of production, agricultural materials and agricultural tools, large and small. Liu Yong wondered, is there no one to manage and collect taxes in a market as big as this? Just ask the old man.

The old man said: "The county government originally set up a tax field here, but it was later resisted by the villagers. It is said that the villagers are just doing small business like street vendors, and they do not need to pay taxes according to the tax law of the Great Song Dynasty. For this reason, someone also sued the state, and the county government abolished the tax field. Until now, it has been the villagers of the surrounding ten miles and eight villages who trade on their own. It's free. ”

Liu Yong nodded, thinking to himself: "I really didn't expect that this Great Song Dynasty court is really benevolent and righteous to small traders." ”

Liu Yong took Yingying's hand and slowly browsed the things sold by the stall. And Ying Ying stared straight at the food seller. Everywhere he went, he stood still.

Opposite a meatloaf stand, the pot-bellied owner was busy baking meatloaf. At a small table sat a woman and two children, feasting on oily meatloaf. Ying Ying stared at others, her eyes full of envy and expectation.

At this time, Liu Yong's heart was sour, he picked up Yingying, and said softly: "Yingying, uncle will buy it for you to eat in a while!" Yingying believed Liu Yong and nodded, but her eyes never left the two children who were feasting.

There was no way, Liu Yong hurriedly hugged Yingying and left. But he heard the woman behind him: "Really, the clothes are not bad, and I don't buy a meatloaf for the child to eat, because I see what the child is hungry for." Then I heard a man say, "Don't see through the appearance of a human being, but in fact he is a poor ghost." Not to mention meatloaf, I don't think he can even afford a cookcake. I've seen a lot of people like this. ”

Liu Yong paused, and when he looked sideways, it was the owner of the meatloaf stall who spoke, with some disdain on his face. He gritted his teeth and walked into the crowd.

It took about half an hour to walk through the entire market and return to the place where the old man bolted the carriage.

The old man kept following, never abandoned, and when he saw Liu Yongkong turning around, he was worried about his one hundred and fifty wen car money.

"Hey, I said Lang Jun, you won't pay for my car, right?" The old man asked.

Liu Yong glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Uncle, do you really want this car money?" ”

The old man nodded firmly.

"Then you're going to do what I say." Liu Yongdao.

"How?" The old man asked.

"Uncle, you unload the carriage and push it there." Liu Yong showed the old man with his finger. It was a clearing in the middle of the end of two rows of vendors.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to leave the car there." The old man had doubts in his heart.

"How can anyone care?" Liu Yong asked.

"Not really."

"Well, you're farther away."

The old man nodded, thinking it was feasible.

"Okay, uncle, let's go." Liu Yongdao.

The old man didn't know what this handsome and eccentric young man wanted to do, but he had to do it for the sake of his own car.

Liu Yong saw that the old man had done a good job according to his intentions, so he pulled Yingying into the bustling crowd. Straight to a stall that no one cared about.

(Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, thank you.) ）