A rare day off –

It's really a rarity! If it is in Kyoto, it is once every ten days, and here in Reizawa Pass, it is only twice a month, because there are too few officials and too many affairs.

Come out, because Wanfu's carriage followed the fish to kill the deer, and this carriage was called from the gatehouse in the house. When Changjian came out, he was still carrying a big food box and said: "Lang Jun, this is the mutton bun that has just come out of the pot in the big kitchen in Fuzhong, and the small one will be brought to you, and the mat will be on the road." ”

Xue Lang nodded, remembering the Weize County Order he had seen when promoting the Yiren plow, and suddenly remembered that he had not been to the county seat since he crossed over, so he simply said: "Changjian, let's go to the county seat today." ”

"Whoa."

The county seat is some distance away from Weize Pass, and with the road conditions and the speed of the carriage, it will take about an hour to walk. Xue Lang opened the food box, and the mutton-stuffed buns were still steaming hot, and the aroma was fragrant. There were about six or seven buns, Xue Lang only ate two, and let Changjian and Mafu share the rest.

Pulling back the curtain of the carriage, Xue Lang looked out. At this time, the reed Zeguan, the wasteland is more than the cultivated land, the population is sparse, if there is not a garrison, I am afraid that it will be more desolate, compared to the future generations, but all the land that can be planted has been developed, and traces of human activities can be seen everywhere.

There was nothing to see outside, the carriage was bumpy and uncomfortable, Xue Lang simply lazily paralyzed, paralyzed and paralyzed somehow fell asleep, and waited for Changjian to wake him up from his sleep, and he had arrived at the gate of Weize County. The groom showed the guards who guarded the gates, and after the guards saluted respectfully, they let the carriage into the city.

entered the city and asked the coachman to find a place to park the carriage, Xue Lang took Changjian and walked slowly-

It is said that it is a county seat, but it is only larger than the town, and there is an additional city gate. There are two streets in front of and behind the town, and the county seat is larger, with four streets, at least doubled. There are people setting up stalls on the streets, restaurants and restaurants, and people shopping in twos and threes.

Compared to the small town, it can barely be called a street market. However, naturally it is not as good as the scene in the "Qingming Riverside Map", Xue Lang raised his eyes and looked around, I don't know if the market in Chang'an is as lively as the "Qingming Riverside Map", I heard that the market in Chang'an is wide and flat, and I am really looking forward to seeing it.

Traveling to Datang, if you don't even go to Chang'an to see it, it will really be a trip in vain! Chang'an is a livable place in Xue Lang's mind.

Walking around the street, I came across a shop that I was interested in, and I went in to have a look. Naturally, there will be no good things in the shops in such small places, and most of them sell things that can be used in daily life, or they are cheap and ordinary.

In terms of daily necessities, the people in the princess's mansion have prepared for Xue Lang, not to mention, and Ma Yuanliang's wife sent them, and the preparations are quite sufficient. The inadequacy is mostly caused by Xue Lang's unaccustomation, but he is a big man, so he will be fine. Xue Lang pursues a bite to eat, and everything else can be compromised.

After shopping for a while, Xue Lang bought a basket of spring bamboo shoots; When I passed by the grain store, I also bought a bag of glutinous rice that had just arrived from the store and a small bag of rice, but I didn't know how it tasted.

"Lang Jun, further ahead is the cattle and horse market that sells livestock."

"Check it out."

In ancient times, a good horse was a modern famous car, and it was the goal of many ancient men. Although Xue Lang is not good at riding a horse, it does not prevent him from having a long experience.

In fact, in such a rural place, it is impossible to sell expensive horses. Most of them are used in rural areas, such as donkeys, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese.

Seeing the goose and thinking of the delicious roast goose, Xue Lang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, sure enough, he should set up a stove in the courtyard to make roast goose and roast duck.

Thinking so in my heart, let Changjian go and buy two, the roast goose can't be made, and it is okay to make yellow stew, in short, reducing the number of mutton tons and increasing other meat parties is a long-term plan.

Next door to Niuma Market, there is a small alley, in the alley squatting in twos and threes, some big and small, more women, with grass sticks on their heads.

"Lang Jun, this is a human market, don't talk at will."

Chang Jian whispered a reminder. Xue Lang nodded, glanced at the little girl with a straw mark on her head in the alley, and the feeling in her heart was complicated and indescribable, hoping that after sweet potatoes and potatoes were promoted, there would be fewer people who sold children out of helplessness.

Just as he was about to leave, a young man suddenly ran from a distance, went straight into the alley, found a vacant place at the mouth of the alley, squatted down, and put a straw mark on his head.

The young man was in rags, dressed in linen, tattered, almost uncovered, about seventeen or eighteen years old, although his face was yellow and thin, and he was a little malnourished, but he could see from between his eyebrows and eyes that his facial features were excellent, and he was a handsome young man.

The young man's face turned red, and he shouted: "I am literate and martial arts, young and strong, and I am willing to sell myself and be a slave with others." ”

Literate and martial arts...... Isn't that a good boy with both civil and military skills? How can a person with such a level of knowledge and culture be reduced to the point of selling himself?

Xue Lang was curious, and was about to send Changjian to take a look, when a flirtatious voice sounded from behind him: "What is Xiaolang's asking price?" Uncle, I bought it! ”

Xue Lang turned around, but he was a white and chubby, middle-aged fat man dressed in silk clothes, dressed as an outsider, with a pair of mung bean-like eyes, looking at the young man for a moment, the expression on his face was salivating.

The fat man could barely see the side in his eyes, walked over directly, stretched out his hand to touch the young man's face, and asked with a smile: "Tell me how much the asking price is!" ”

The young man's face twisted, and he slapped the fat man's hand away: "I won't sell it to you!" ”

The fat man smiled and said, "Xiao Lang'er, you have fallen into the situation of selling yourself as a slave, can you still be picky about buyers?" Uncle is rich, you want to sell yourself, that's all, where are so many picky? Hurry up and say the price, the uncle will sell you for money, go home with the uncle and live a happy life, the uncle will love you well! ”

"Ahem!"

Xue Lang coughed directly choked on saliva!

What a tragic story of a beautiful boy who sold himself into slavery and met a fat rich man with a special hobby! is also a man, and he is a straight straight man, Xue Lang can't help but sympathize with the young man.

After the Wei and Jin dynasties, the goodness of Longyang was regarded as an elegant taste, and the raising of beautiful teenagers was regarded as a fashion. There are many men who claim to be elegant and elegant, raising beautiful concubines on the one hand, and a group of beautiful young men on the other, and they think they are elegant and elegant.

As a straight man who is straighter than Little Poplar and the highway, he can understand the different orientations of others, but Xue Lang can't accept it at all. Seeing the angry look on the young man's face, he was obviously not a person with a crooked hobby, after thinking about it, Xue Lang said: "Changjian, go and ask that little Langjun what the price is." ”

Changjian glanced at Xue Lang gratefully, and immediately leaned in and asked: "This little man, my family Langjun asked, what is the price for you?" What are the requirements for selling yourself? ”

The young man took a look at Xue Lang under the guidance of Chang Frugal, compared to the obscene appearance of the white fat man, the dignified Xue Lang naturally gave people a much better impression.

The young man was obviously polite, and immediately replied: "Back to the noble servant, the villain must sell his body for twenty yuan, all for the lady next to me, and after that, be a cow and a horse, all according to orders!" ”