Chapter 70: The First Spring Festival in the Great Song Dynasty

At that time, Faktisha told the story of the whole day, and his little wife was overjoyed when she heard it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If this thing can be used in the military, what will happen to it on the battlefield, she is a little woman who doesn't worry about this, but it may be too important to make a great contribution!

That would reduce the amount of time it would take......

To tell the truth, she is looking forward to the officials being able to send out, even if it is a small county town, it is good, and she can live the life of the wife of the county magistrate, but it is much better than now!

Then another good thing came, and those overseas merchants sent several New Year's goods.

Check it out, good luck keeps coming!

The little wife was so happy that she didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly fried a bowl of Erchen tea soup for the person who was driving the car, in fact, she would only fry this kind of tea soup, because as long as the orange peel eaten in autumn was dried and then sencha soup together, it was enough, so as to save trouble and money.

Bao Wei was drinking happily, and this little lady was quite pretty.

After he drank two bowls, he refused the ten cents given by Fa Keti, forget it, you keep it, which time was not a reward of hundreds of cents?

The house of the small couple can be regarded as a snail's dwelling in this time and space.

Two rooms, only forty square meters, a small yard, donkey carts can't enter.

And the little wife of Phaktihar put some earth in various jars, and set up flower shelves, and laid them one by one.

In one of the black clay pots was an unknown small red flower, which bloomed beautifully in winter, perhaps because it was in a particularly sunny place and sheltered from the wind.

Even the flowers know that this spring is going to be unusual.

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New Year's Eve has arrived.

Wang Defa took the fireworks and firecrackers he bought, stuffed them into the arms of Bao Wei and Guo Beyu respectively, and asked them to lead many children, even the three handmaidens, to go out and release the whip, and wait for the happy time to come back for New Year's Eve dinner.

At this time, Lin'an City may be happy, but it can't be heard here.

But the neighbors around it also set off sporadically, and since it was far more empty than the city, the sound of firecrackers spread far away.

After Bao Wei and Guo Beyu led this group of people out, the outside suddenly became more lively.

Wang Defa heard in the courtyard that the children were laughing sincerely, something he hadn't done for many days.

It's really stricter, and I'm tired of studying.

It's the New Year, let everyone forget the past, and start all over again!

The expatriate cook from the Guangyuan Hotel really came with a few helpers and pushed a few stilt wheelbarrows.

The cook had seen the stoves of these overseas merchants beforehand and was amazed at their way of separating the stoves!

After this guy went back, he learned to build a set, especially the big horse spoon, and he had just seen the stir-frying action of the female cook, and he immediately understood the purpose of this method.

The iron bucket stove with charcoal is even more obvious at a glance, this is a large tea stove......

He also explained his views to Song Ziqiang at that time.

"Dashang, I understand it below, this is in addition to letting the stove worker use the bellows to control the heat, there is another way to control, but unfortunately, the female chef's hands are not strong enough, can only be turned back and forth, if you can add left and right swing, it will be better. I've been a cook for more than ten years, but I never thought about ......"

This is a learning cook!

But Song Ziqiang is concerned about whether he can give some patent fees...... It's a pity that the cook didn't mention it.

Now, the cook directed the helpers to start cooking, and the whole courtyard resounded with a symphony of pots and pans, and the smell of aromas could be heard from time to time.

Outside the courtyard, there are also children's joyful sounds, firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers.

Well, it really smells like the New Year.

The four big men started playing mahjong.

This is what they asked a carpenter to process, and Song Ziqiang showed them the paper pattern, hard wood, coated with tung oil.

It could have been made into ivory, but it couldn't be played for a few days, so it didn't take a lot of effort.

At this time, there was already chess, which was basically what it was like in later generations, and the rules were similar.

But mahjong is still a little worse, it's not the same, and you can only do it yourself.

Four people gathered around the table and started fighting.

After a few laps, Song Ziqiang was happy! In that side of the world he had never won against his friends, he had always lost, but now, big wins!

It was dark, and more lights began to be in the palm of his hand, and the cook came to report that the dishes were ready.

The cook also felt strange, everyone served the dishes one by one, these overseas businessmen were interesting, they had to prepare them together, and he had to find a way to keep them warm.

The cook said that the aroma of the dish would hurt a lot, but these overseas merchants didn't care.

And then start eating? Song Ziqiang is still a little reluctant to play the table, and he will win big.

Although Liu Qianxing paid all the expenses of the expatriate chef in Guangyuan Hotel in the morning, according to the rules of the Great Song Dynasty, he still had to reward a piece of pleasing money.

Song Ziqiang is angry with this cook, firstly, he does not give royalties, and secondly, when he is lucky, he makes a good dish!

So he only gave 100 wen alone, or it was calculated according to the capitation, and the family took one share, ignoring the identity of the cook!

This makes your heart feel better.

But he didn't know that after people went out, everyone took the initiative to hand in some, which was also their rule.

Wu Dapeng screamed a few times at the door, and the children ran back one after another like chicks returning to the shack, really, even the three maids were sweating, but they were all fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were still the age of children.

When eating New Year's Eve dinner in Lin'an City, they have to drink Tusu wine, which is said to be soaked in wine with traditional Chinese medicine such as rhubarb, atractylodes, cinnamon branches, parsnip, peppercorns, aconitum and aconite.

During the Great Song Dynasty, ordinary people drank alcohol, always starting with the elderly; But drinking Tusu wine is just the opposite, starting from the youngest.

That is to say, when the family gathers to drink Tusu wine, start with the younger children, and the older ones follow, and drink a little one by one.

Let's follow the customs of the locals, and we will do it according to the customs of the Great Song Dynasty!

The whole room was bustling with activity...... When the four men asked Chunniang and Xiniang to drink first, they covered their mouths and smiled and said, "Don't joke about the master's family, so-and-so is much better than you......"

Wu Dapeng pretended to be serious and said: "Hugh is talking nonsense, tell you to drink, you will drink." ”

All actions are under command, don't you understand such a simple truth?

Well, God's family, mother's family, it's not as good as the main family, the two of them have drunk, and they still have a lot of alcohol.

This New Year's Eve dinner, except for the four space-time smugglers, everyone present was deeply impressed.

They didn't make an impression because they just thought of themselves as passers-by at the time.

Moreover, since then, their New Year's Eve dinner has become more and more lively, where can they remember so much.

After eating, everyone gathered in the hall and started gambling!

Wu Dapeng gave everyone a pleaser money, all of which were brand new copper...... This was deliberately earned.

The women started to play double-back, and they really bet money, and every time they walked, they could cause the women's screams, different heights, but their eyes were fixed on the chessboard.

The men threw the dice directly, and their heads, large and small, formed a circle, staring at a few dice in the ceramic bowl that made a "ding" jumping sound.

The winners shouted, the losers sighed, and in short, they had a good time.

The four of them put on the mahjong again and started playing.

It's almost midnight, this time it's Guo Beyu's turn to feed the donkey, his cleverness has worked, and everyone hasn't slept.

He went out happily.

Just went out, Wu Dapeng was happy, he made a handful!

All the people present were divided into 100 yuan!

After a while, Wang Defa also made a handful, the same treatment!

In a little while, Wanshida is done!

After Guo Beiyu finished feeding the donkey, he came back happily, but found that everyone had new money in their hands, and they were busy asking what was going on.

After listening to Bao Wei's show-off, he was greatly annoyed, how could it be reasonable, not with such unfairness!

But that's it, what to do?

He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, everyone else had it, but he didn't......

But he blinked his eyes and thought of a way, he stopped playing dice and began to bring tea and water to the four main families.

He was roaming around the house of the four lords to see what they wanted, and there were piles of guilds on the table, all of which were worth it!

He moved a stool to sit next to Song Ziqiang, hoping that he would also come to see what he wanted.

But Song Ziqiang didn't do it for a long time......

He looked at it and felt that he would be able to do it, but when it came to the game, it was not done!

What are you doing, bullying people?!

Wu Dapeng was particularly satisfied with his performance tonight, this kid has vision.

He handed over a bunch of meeting words and said to Guo Beyu: "Come, close your eyes and smoke one!" ”

Guo Beyu was so happy that he closed his eyes and smoked a ......

He hurriedly opened it and looked at it, and was angry again, it was thirty yuan! Counting the folding, it is a good steamed cake!

But everyone dispersed, and the lord said that children can't stay up late and don't keep the New Year......

In the second half of the night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well, but Bao Wei snored happily, but angry!

After the end of the year, New Year's Day came.

When I got up early in the morning, the two servants pasted the Spring Festival couplets and the door gods.

At this time, they received a subordinate sent by Liu Qianxing, who came to worship with Liu Qianxing's business card, and brought a few gifts, all of which were cotton and silk, saying that they knew that the big businessmen had added some people to their homes.

This gift is just right, they have already bought two new sets of clothes for everyone. Those little ones grow up fast, and of course they will need it in the future.

Then the subordinate mentioned an object that everyone didn't expect, Liu Qian Xingshou was addicted to smoking, and asked them if they still had that kind of cigarette in their hands.

Addicted to a box of cigarettes?!

Well, the gifts they gave back were cigarettes, but the matches were not given, and this time and space were not without means of making fires.

Guo Beyu woke up late in the morning, and he was woken up by the sound of copper coins colliding.

He saw Bowie happily counting the brand-new copper coins, stacked and neatly arranged.

Guo Beyu was a little angry again, he remembered that he only got thirty Wenhuizi, and remembered that the Wu master's family seemed to have been losing at that time, of course, the big face value of the huizi had lost......

Guo Beyu said hatefully: "Bao Wei, do you believe that on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, a certain person was able to pick up a golden hairpin?!" ”

"Impossible," Bowie said. If it is of silver or brass, so-and-so still believes...... Everyone's daughters are in a sedan chair......"

Guo Beyu thinks about it, where can ordinary people wear gold hairpins to watch the lights? !

He said, "Let's go, I'll go to Guan in a moment." What does it mean to win your own people? ”

Bao Wei thought about it and said, "Okay, let's see what the Lord commands......

Guo Beyu smiled and said, "I will definitely send it out to send a worship sticker......

Sure enough, the voice of Lord Wu's family sounded in the courtyard: "Little ones, get up and have breakfast!" Bao Wei and Guo Beyu, you two go and give gifts! ”

On New Year's Day, the imperial court ordered that public and private rents were exempted on that day, and the people of the capital were allowed to "shut down" for three days.

Almost everything in Lin'an City can participate in Guan Pu, although imagine what kind of picture it is!

Crowds of people can be seen everywhere in the city, and the people who are fighting will usually "sing and shout" to attract passers-by shouting. Lively places such as Mahang Street and Panlou Street have set up colorful sheds, which display jewelry, clothes, shoes and socks, flowers and other daily necessities, which are open to everyone.

The laughter and laughter of dance halls and song halls are endless, and the cars and horses are crowded in the streets. The major monasteries have just removed the New Year's feast and set up a Lent meeting to attract visitors.

Bao Wei and Guo Beyu discussed, and they went to win a few times in a while.