"The best," Zheng Zhilong said to Li Pingzhi: "Li experience, you'd better make a few robes, you also have to stay in Taiwan for a while, don't look at the clothes you wear now, the weather gets hot in the blink of an eye!" ”

"Okay, listen to Brother Zheng. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Li Pingzhi has experience in the Military Orders Department, and he is also an eight-rank official position in Daming, he has only graduated from school for less than a year, and this kind of progress is already rapid.

The main reason is that he has several credits, and every time he is established, he can take a promotion test in advance, and almost no one can pass the promotion test for civil officials, and the general knowledge points have been studied in school, and there is no difficulty for Li Pingzhi.

This time, the task of going south to open up the post was carried out very smoothly.

Even Li Pingzhi is hard to imagine smooth.

The corruption of the Ming Dynasty's officialdom is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and almost none of the posters everywhere refuse, and they don't even bother to do superficial articles.

As long as it pays a small price, Heyusheng's emergency Tang Bao can follow Daming's post all the way south, and it must be the highest priority delivery.

In this way, the embarrassing situation in which there was no way to determine the time of the Tang newspaper from Taiwan to Li Zhuang will be completely reversed, and not only Taiwan, but also Japan and Nanyang will be able to transmit the news much faster.

If necessary in the future, Guangzhou to Datong can also coincide with the Fujian post route, and the news can be sent back quickly.

If Zhu Yuanzhang knew that the post transmission system he founded was being used by a group of thieves, I don't know if he would roll all over the ground in anger.

From Datong in Shanxi Province to the south, cross the Yellow River, cross Tongguan, enter Henan, then pass through Nanyang Mansion into Hubei, go down the river through the line of Shashi Xiangyang, then go south through Jiangxi, then enter Fujian from Jiangxi, and then go all the way east into Fuzhou.

For thorough northerners like Zhang Xuwen and Li Pingzhi, they only know the vastness of China, the differences in customs and customs in various places, and how beautiful the scenery in each place is.

There are too many rivers in the south, and the trees are so lush, in late February, the weather in Datong is still very cold, and the house still has to be warmed by a fire, and here in Fuzhou, the weather has been warm, of course, the cotton jacket is not wearable, people have already changed the robe, according to the words of Zheng Zhilong and others, in another month, you will simply not be able to wear the robe, but to wear a single shirt!

In such weather, of course, newcomers are a little uncomfortable, but Li Pingzhi, like Zhang Xuwen, not only does not have too much discomfort, but on the contrary, there is a considerable sense of excitement and excitement.

The wind blowing on the face does not have the cold and biting feeling of the Datong wind at all, on the contrary, it is warm and moist, and the saltiness of the sea breeze adds a bit of excitement.

"We don't have to go into town." Li Pingzhi said to everyone: "The post station outside the city has been agreed, we can take a break here for a while, and we can continue to move forward." ”

There are seven city gates in Fuzhou, and there are soup gates, well building gates, and water departments outside the four gates of east, west, north and south.

As you can tell from the name of the gate, this is a city that was born and thrived with water.

As early as the Song Dynasty, because of the development of overseas trade, Fuzhou and Quanzhou are the two important trade towns in Fujian, of course, Quanzhou is more important in the Song Dynasty, and there are more than 1,000 ships docked every day.

Fuzhou is a grade worse than Quanzhou, but it is also an important trade port city in that year, very prosperous and developed, in the late Southern Song Dynasty, the foreign merchants of the Assassin Bosemu controlled the Fuzhou rebellion, with the Yuan army slaughtered the city, the whole city was destroyed in one fell swoop, after three hundred years of redevelopment, Fuzhou has become the most prosperous city in Fujian Province, after a long period of forbidden sea policy, Fuzhou's status has surpassed Quanzhou, but the prosperity of the two cities can not be compared with the Southern Song Dynasty.

Everyone is outside the east gate, there are many people who live outside the city gate, and the small village-like buildings become market towns, and then become more and more prosperous and dense, and gradually become the location of half cities and half market towns, shops and alleys and streets are chaotic, and outside the city are full of walking crowds and business travelers, and there are also travelers of all kinds who enter Fuzhou City.

People from Datong kept looking at the situation here, and for these Shanxi people, the situation in Fuzhou was almost like a foreign land, full of all kinds of different customs.

There are a lot of people coming and going, and the dress and temperament are completely different from those of the other person. Compared with the northerners, the people in the coastal areas of the south are generally smaller and darker, but the women here are all well-proportioned and very fair-skinned, maybe the sea breeze can blow the black man's face, but make the woman's complexion more moist and bright?

After Zhang Xuwen announced that he could move freely, many people wandered around to taste local snacks.

"Oysters are fried." Zheng Zhilong pointed to a snack and said to Zhang Xuwen: "If you don't eat this when you come to Fujian, it is equivalent to coming for nothing." There are also some big dishes, but you have to taste them slowly, and the street snacks are the first to be fried fish balls and oysters. ”

From Tomsk to Mobei, Zhang Xuwen and Zheng Zhilong and others not only shared honor and disgrace, but even entrusted their lives, Zhang Xuwen didn't think about Zheng Zhilong's recommendation, and said directly: "Boss, come to two." ”

"You're in for a treat." Zheng Zhilong is a young man in his twenties at this time, and he has not experienced bloody events such as being put in Taiwan by Li Dan and rushing Yan Siqi, and his personality is still relatively sunny and cheerful.

Zhang Xuwen said with a smile: "Two snacks are also worth talking about, I will invite as many as I want." ”

Zhang Xuwen really doesn't hate Zheng Zhilong, the other party is a southerner, but not to mention the body shape of a northerner, there is also the bold and atmospheric character factor of a northerner, and the delicate and cautious of a southerner, which is not only suitable for being a friend, but also suitable for being a comrade-in-arms and partner.

Zheng Zhilong was originally very good, otherwise Li Dan would not have accepted him as a righteous son, and he would not have easily fought Yan Siqi in history, becoming the head of the Eighteen Zhizhi, monopolizing Bengang, Taiwan, and then successfully receiving Li Dan's inheritance in Bengang, he had his own fleet in his twenties, and he had more than 100,000 subordinates and tens of millions of taels of silver assets in 20 years.

Soon the oysters were fried, and the golden oysters were fried on a small silver plate, and the leeks were cut into finger knots, and the oysters, sweet potato flour, and eggs were mixed and fried together, the taste was very soft and glutinous, and the most important thing was that there was a particularly fresh and tender feeling.

"That's not right." Zhang Xuwen said: "Sweet potato flour? ”

"We came here in Fujian and sweet potatoes much earlier than in the north." Zheng Zhilong said with a smile: "The yield of this thing is not high, but it is sweet, the weather here is hot, there is a lot of rain, and the sweet potatoes grow much better than in the north." It's not that I said, Mr. Kong's high-yield sweet potatoes that have been improved and tried to grow in every possible way have a higher yield than ours here, but the taste is really much worse. ”

"It's really sweet." Zhang Xuwen felt the freshness and tenderness on his tongue, and there was really a feeling of sweetness.

Even if people in this era are well-off, they don't necessarily have much sugar to eat, the food is not enough to eat, and salt is a controlled product, not to mention what level of white sugar?

Sweet potatoes can be eaten sweet, no wonder in places like Fujian have become very popular, many people take the initiative to plant, without the need to desperately persuade the people like the north, after more than 100 years of popularization.

"I don't like that guy with the surname Lee." Zheng Zhilong was eating fried oysters, looked at Li Pingzhi who was pacing forward, and said suddenly.

Zhang Xuwen said: "Why? ”

Zheng Zhilong said: "This kid is too ambitious, and he can see the kind of light that is bent on climbing up from his eyes, and Lao Tzu doesn't like him." ”

Zhang Xuwen didn't say anything, continued to taste the food in his hand, and after he finished eating, he put down the small disc and praised: "You Fujian people are really generous, and you use a silver plate to eat a snack." ”

"When it comes to local wealth, Fuzhou is okay." Zheng Zhilong said indifferently: "But of course this kind of small shop is to be fake and good-looking, this plate is just silver-plated." ”

"And what a great snack." Zhang Xuwen said: "Hurry up and take me to try it, we have limited time." ”

"And." Zhang Xuwen said again: "When you kid first arrived in Datong, you should have asked you to take a good look in the mirror. ”

"Why?" Zheng Zhilong was stunned when he heard this, and then understood what Zhang Xuwen meant.

When he first arrived in Lizhuang, wasn't Zheng Zhilong also an ambitious descendant who was determined to climb up?

"It's been less than two years." Zheng Zhilong smiled to himself and grinned, "I feel that I have changed, and I have become very powerful. ”

"Turn into a bird." Zhang Xuwen laughed and said: "It's still like that bird, but I've seen more and become introverted." ”

"Then you say that people like me are good or bad?"

"Of course." Zhang Xuwen said categorically: "Fame and fortune, who doesn't want it?" I want it too! In the words of adults, this must be a turbulent era, isn't it a good thing for everyone to be a little aggressive? ”

Zheng Zhilong smiled slightly when he listened, his demeanor returned to calm, and he said: "While there is still some time, I will take you to eat a few more things, and when I go to Taiwan, it is very desolate over there, and it is not easy to eat good things!" ”

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Of course, Li Pingzhi didn't know that someone was muttering about himself behind him, but even if he knew, it didn't matter. He is indeed bent on doing his own errand, receiving rewards for meritorious service, and nothing else matters.

In school, Li Pingzhi determined the way to learn from the Zongheng family, and this era should have been an era for people like him to show their strength.

Ahead of the narrow road, the city gate, which was more than three feet high, was not far away, and a small group of soldiers was guarding the city gate, making a vigilant appearance, and the stalls and pedestrians near the city gate were driven away.

Seeing such a situation, Li Pingzhi was a little surprised...... A place like Fujian is not the era when the Japanese invaded on a large scale, so why is the guard so tight?