"I think this little lady called the red line is very good, if she can marry it, it will be beautiful."

Luo Qi is about the same age as Luo Feng, just over half a month younger, although he has just turned sixteen before he enters the ranks of middle-aged men, but for the precocious country boy, this age has reached the age where it can be said that he is married, and even in some families with good conditions, men will start to say kiss when they are over fifteen.

"What's the matter, it's thin and thin like a firewood stick, and if you can't pick up a bucket and can't beat firewood, you will definitely not be able to give birth in the future. Besides, this red-line lady is the personal maid of the county order's daughter, and she must be a lowly slave, my Da Sui law stipulates that the good and the cheap are not married, and the good are not allowed to marry the, otherwise they will be flogged first and then the disciples, don't you remember? Third Uncle Luo raised his hand and knocked two violent shudders on Xiao Qi's head, and said with a dissatisfied lesson.

There were many slaves in the Great Sui, and the slaves were listed as untouchable in the household register, and the law also stipulated that good citizens were not allowed to marry lowly girls, otherwise they would be beaten and re-educated through labor and the marriage would be invalidated.

The good and the cheap do not marry, so it is a very strict red line, even if they are ordinary people and villagers, even if they can't marry a daughter-in-law, they can't marry a cheap female slave and a maid.

It's not good to look good.

Besides, according to Uncle Luo's eyes, this red-line lady has a slightly better face, but her body is too weak, this kind of woman can't work, and it's not easy to have children, so it's not the standard of a good daughter-in-law.

"Our county order daughter is quite generous, and he actually gave so many gold leaf Xiao Wu, I estimate that it is worth 20,000 yuan, and Xiao Wu has made a windfall." Compared with the maid of the county order's daughter, the third uncle was more interested in the gold leaves that the county order's daughter gave to Luo Wu.

Luo Feng followed everyone into Zhangqiu County, and when he first saw this county, he was slightly disappointed. It is said that it is a county seat, but in fact it is very small, even the city wall is made of earth, and there is no tall city gate building, it looks like a big earth around it from a distance, and it looks like the gate of a farmhouse up close.

This is actually a very young county.

In the Han Dynasty, the central part of Zhangqiu County was Yangqiu County, the north was Suga County and Yao County, and the south was Tugu County. Then in the Northern and Southern Dynasties Liu Song Dynasty, it was changed to Chaoyang County in the East as Chaoyang County, which belonged to Qi County.

The Northern Qi Dynasty abolished Chaoyang and placed Gaotang County, governed the military town, and moved to the south of Zhangqiu Mountain in the seventh year of the Northern Qi Dynasty to build a city.

In the sixteenth year of the opening of the Sui Dynasty, there was also a Gaotang in Bozhou, which was changed to Zhangqiu County, and the name of the county was taken from Beishan.

Therefore, it was only fifty or sixty years from the time of the Northern Qi Dynasty to the beginning of the construction of the city, and the name of Zhangqiu was only ten years.

Zhangqiu County borders the North China Plain and is located at the northern foot of the Taiyi Mountains, with mountains, hills and plains accounting for one-third each.

Typical land is narrow and wide, but the county seat is very small.

When we entered the city, it was already dark, and the gates were closed and guarded.

The arrival of the large group of people and horses also made the city jump for a while, and it took a long time to check and confirm the identity before hurriedly opening the city gate to greet them.

"It's getting late, Zhang Yuanjun asked a few of you to rest in the county for a night, and tomorrow he will deal with the blue-faced ghost in public and reward you for your meritorious deeds."

An attendant of the prefectural commander came to inform them and personally placed them in a barn in the county to rest.

After a few days of hurrying, and this day they encountered bandits and thieves halfway today, Luo Feng and they were also tired, and they had no objections to the arrangement of the county order.

The place arranged by Zhang County Order is good, there are beds and bunks, and people have brought meals. There were not only soup cakes boiled with white flour, but also a few dishes, and then a pot of wine, and the third uncle and Xiao Qi were excited.

Originally, the county order asked people to invite Qin Qiong and Luo Feng to the yamen to attend the banquet, saying that they would accompany Zhang Juncheng, but Qin Qiong refused, and Luo Feng also resigned.

Although he admires and worships Zhang Xutuo in his heart, after all, the identity difference is too great, he is the head of a county, and he is just a kid who has just grown hair on his mouth, even if he goes, he is estimated to accompany the last seat, and he can't even say a word, so he is too lazy to go.

Qin Qiong is a very unscrupulous person, although the Qin family has declined a lot since the Northern Qi Dynasty, especially since the death of his father, the Qin family in Licheng is not as good as day by day, but how to say that the emaciated camel is also bigger than the horse.

The Qin family in Licheng is also a local hero, and it is even said that it is a famous local scholar, and Luo Feng and these people are authentic mud-legged Tian Shehan, especially except for the third uncle, the others are all half-sized children who have not grown their hair.

But Qin Qiong still refused the arrangement of the county order, and offered to live in this warehouse with Luo Feng and them.

On the dim oil lamp, everyone held a large pottery bowl and ate soup cakes happily.

The so-called soup cake is actually boiled noodles, but the Sui people like to call noodles all kinds of cakes, such as noodles are called soup cakes, steamed steamed buns are called steamed cakes, and there are also baked cakes, pancakes, etc.

Soup cakes like the one they eat today, also called Buto, are similar to ramen. After kneading the dough, it is boiled in the soup without a knife.

In Luo Feng's opinion, isn't this ramen, or hand-rolled noodle soup.

The big pottery bowl can hold at least two or three catties, one third of which is not supported, and two-thirds is soup, and after eating a few bites, he felt that this noodle was cooked in mutton fat, and sprinkled with some green green onions.

When you are hungry and hungry, it is really a pleasure to hold such a large and steaming bowl with such a large amount of food.

Although it is a pity that there is no red oil, spicy noodles, and no meat, it is indeed very satisfying.

Uncle Luo and the others are even more like hungry ghosts reincarnated, such a big clay bowl, even the soup and water have to be more than three catties, but they were stunned and ate it in a few breaths.

Qin Qiong's meal is also very large, and the speed is also very fast.

However, Luo Feng tasted too Sven, but Sven's fate was that when he was still eating noodles, those snacks were also swept away by a few of them, and when he finished eating noodles, there was nothing left in a few vegetable bowls, which made him smile helplessly.

"This wine and food are really good, I haven't eaten so good in a long time." The well-fed third uncle patted his belly and recalled, "I remember that it was a few years ago, when the current emperor had just ascended the throne and succeeded to the throne, and I was called by the county to transport a batch of tributes to Chang'an with Xiao Wu and his father, and after the delivery, I was rewarded with a meal of wine and meat, which was very hearty·······

"What did you eat?" Xiao Jiu's eyes lit up, and it seemed that all the things about eating always attracted this tall and thin teenager.

On the other side, Luo Feng and Qin Qiong were holding a small half bowl of wine and leaning on the straw-covered bunk, drinking and chatting.

Qin Qiong talked to Luo Feng about what he saw and heard in the army, and Luo Feng tried to recall his previous life as a body, farming, striking iron, and helping the landlord's family, life seemed to be just a simple repetition, day after day, year after year, until now he appeared.

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