[The first update, ask for red tickets, collect]

After the sunset, Qinzhou City finally cooled down. In the summer night, there is a bright moon, starlight, and a cool mountain breeze. It's not like some time ago, even if it's midnight, it's still boring and hot.

In the past two days, following the great victory of Guwei, the party members were also repelled by Liu Changzuo under Gangu City, and Li Shizhong led the army back to the town, and the tense atmosphere in Qinzhou City eased a lot. At the same time, because the temperature is cooler after dark, the shops that are full of people during the day are full of customers after sunset, so several guilds in the city jointly asked Li Shizhong for his life, hoping to open the door as usual after nightfall, and they secretly gave some gifts to a few key people who could speak. Therefore, after Li Shizhong returned to the city the day before yesterday, he ordered the curfew that began at the beginning of the first shift to be postponed for an hour according to the story of the old year.

On this day, it happened that Han Yunniang and Yan Suxin were discussing how to pull a few pieces of cloth to make a few autumn clothes for the family, and Han Gang was also idle, and he didn't want to be buried in stacks of books or conspiracies all day long, so he took Li Xiaoliu to go shopping with them. Yan Suxin pulled Zhao'er, and after dinner, the group of five walked slowly to the most prosperous Hexi Street in Qinzhou City.

On the street, there are many pedestrians.

In order to attract customers, the shops on both sides hang a string of lanterns high above the doors, reflecting the street lights. Not only the shops, but also the street vendors, also blow all kinds of interesting lanterns on the stalls, singing in tunes and sets of shouts to attract the ears and eyes of tourists.

Han Gang was walking slowly on the side of the road, he was not interested in shopping around the street stalls, he could see a few outstanding beauties, and he didn't mind taking a second look. But from his point of view, the most outstanding thing is Yun Niang, who is pulling Yan Zhao'er in front, and Yan Suxin, who is one step behind him and following suit. Han Gang is tall and lofty. Although the appearance is only good, the temperament of the self-contained spirit is rare.

He walked through the market in a scribe's shirt and with a square collar. The leisurely and elegant bearing of the park stood out like a flock, which attracted many women on the street to look over, and a few ladies from noble families covered their faces with small fans and peeked at Han Gang. Of course, there are also bold ones, Li Xiaoliu, his companion, was pulled several times and asked him about Han Gang's identity. However, Li Xiaoliu was very clever and sent them all away.

But after Li Xiaoliu caught up, he muttered and complained to Han Gang: "Official, don't come out in the future." If you want to come out, you should also wear official robes, so as to calm people. If you are like this now, how many people will rob you of being your son-in-law. Look at me, my sleeves are torn. ”

Regarding Li Xiaoliu's complaints, Han Yunniang and Yan Suxin found it very interesting, covering their mouths with their hands and smiling secretly. Han Gang was also a little helpless about this, who would have thought that the weather would be hot, and this person would also become hot. Of course, the atmosphere of the Northern Song Dynasty was much stricter than that of the Tang Dynasty, but it was still very open compared to the Ming and Qing dynasties.

At this time, it was common for widows to remarry, but it was rare for them to observe the festival for decades. Even if it is an official eunuch's family, they will leave after three years, while ordinary people mostly remarry after a year and a half. is even like Han Gang's sister-in-law, since his eldest brother died in battle, he returned to his parents' house with a dowry in only two months, and soon married someone else.

And there are many women from good families who go out on the street. Just like Yan Suxin, who is a cook, it is impossible for her to wait at home for the door-to-door peddling of vegetables, she must go out, and sometimes she has to go to the warehouse opened by the merchants on Hexi Street to buy some cumin, pepper and other seasonings, and she has to go out to buy daily sundries such as pots and pans, needles and threads, etc., and the same is true for the small jasper who has to take care of housework.

And everyone's ladies are not out of the door. Han Gang has heard a lot about going out to enjoy flowers, visiting relatives and friends, or organizing poetry clubs together by sisters. And in the city of Qinzhou, there are several ladies who have organized such a poetry club, and they get together once a month or half a month. I heard that among them are Li Shizhong's daughter, there are also several ladies from indigenous wealthy families, and recently Dou Shunqing's daughter and granddaughter - it is said that the daughter of the old and strong deputy head Dou is a year younger than the granddaughter.

As soon as several poetry meetings opened, the poems of the ladies were also circulated one after another, and they were promoted everywhere by good deeds. A few days ago, someone took a volume of poems of Yong Lotus and went to the yamen to let Han Gang and a few of his colleagues taste it. Han Gang was full of praise at a glance: "Ink black, paper white, and the binding skills are also first-class." And who copied this, the handwriting is really good, rare! Rare! ”

Everyone in the official hall laughed when they heard this, and the people who brought good deeds to the poetry collection were stupid. Although Han Gang is not virtuous in this matter, the works of those famous ladies are indeed difficult to see. Except for the two poems written by Li Shizhong's daughter, which are quite smooth, some of the others are not even matched, they are completely stacked with gorgeous words, and they are neat and tidy in the style of cutting their feet, and the style is learning Xikun style, but it is not as good as Yang Yi, Liu Yun and others, and it is really not as good as the level written by Han Gang himself.

However, compared to Yan Suxin, who has to go out to buy vegetables every day, Han Yunniang rarely goes out. Walking in the market, she became very lively, holding Zhao'er's hand, and looking curiously at the stalls.

Han Gang paid for them to buy a lot of snacks, Han Yunniang followed Zhao'er and held a bunch of Lin Yi fruits boiled in sugar water, and in the other hand carried a few lotus leaf bags, which were water goose pears, Xiaoyao plums, Min Shui lychee paste or something, saying that they were going to take them back to Han Ah Li.

Seeing the two little girls in front of them briskly moving from one shop to another, Han Gang, who was slowly pacing behind, was also in a relaxed mood. Although he was about to make a move on Dou Shunqing, it didn't prevent him from coming out to visit the market.

However, today's business is to buy cloth to make autumn clothes, and after strolling around the street for a while, Han Gang and the five of them casually found a silk shop and walked in.

"Han Guanren?!"

As soon as I entered the door, I was called out of my identity. When I looked up, I saw a fat man standing behind the counter in the store. The round body, round face, and nose are all round. The cheeks were filled with fat, squeezing the facial features together. But the professional smile is very kind, and there is just the right amount of humility. When Han Gang saw this smile, he said to himself, if he can get the samadhi of welcoming guests, this fat man should at least be a shopkeeper.

"It's really Han Guanren!" The fat man walked around the counter full of satin cloth very lightly, and walked up to Han Gang in surprise and bowed.

The shopkeeper of the silk shop was able to call out his name, Han Gang was quite surprised, and asked, "Do you know this official?" ”

"How can you not know it?" The fat shopkeeper of the silk shop straightened up and sneered, "The name of Han Guanren has long been spread in Qinzhou, and who doesn't know it?" The villain was also fortunate to see the plump face the day before yesterday. ”

Probably because of his easy-to-talk temperament, the fat shopkeeper was not timid in front of Han Gang, an official, and his mouth moved quickly: "Han Guanren came with his family today, do you want to buy something?" Although the villain's shop is not big, the goods in it are all top-notch materials, such as brocade from Shudi, silk from Yangzhou, silk from Dingzhou, hemp from Hezhou, and fabric shops in Tiannan and Haibei, and other shops in Qinzhou City are not as complete as small shops. ”

Han Gang nodded, but did not answer. The fat shopkeeper obediently followed behind and closed his mouth.

Yan Suxin and Han Yunniang had already walked to the store at this time, accompanied by an apprentice, flipping through a few plain silk with hidden lotus patterns. The silk rate in Kansai is yellow silk, and even after dyeing, the color of the clothes made is not correct.

The two women picked and chose among the satins, and looked at them one by one, arguing about the quality of the colors and colors. The daughter's family has always been slow to buy things, and Han Gang also has experience and experience, and he is patient and waiting for them. It's just idle and has nothing to do.,By the way, I'm also watching left and right in the shop.。

Although the fat shopkeeper humbly said that the shop is not big, the façade of this silk shop is actually not small, and it is located on the most prosperous Hexi Street in the city.

Han Gang spun around, but stopped in front of a separate counter. On the counter, there are also more than a dozen pieces of cloth of various colors, but they are completely different from the other fabrics in the store.

"Isn't this silk?" Han Gang pinched the corner and lifted it, rubbing it with his fingertips, thick and soft. There is no silk, nor is it as rough as linen, but it is clearly cotton.

The fat shopkeeper looked at Han Gang and looked at the goods, and immediately smiled like a flower, and came over and praised: "Han Guanren has a good eye, of course it is not silk." This is the Jibeibu woven by the Li people of Qiongzhou! ”

"Jibe? It's kapok, right? ”

"That's right! Right! It's kapok. Seeing that Han Gang knew the goods, the fat shopkeeper nodded violently, "But isn't it a good word to call Ji Beibu?" Thinking of this Jibeibu, he crossed the ocean from Qiongzhou and then transported it to Qinzhou, but it was thousands of miles away, and it was ......dangerous all the way," the fat shopkeeper shook his head, carrying the advertising words written by someone I don't know, and said it one by one.

Han Gang listened to it funny: "Jibei is the kapok in the mouth of Qiongzhou Li, and it is not a good mouthpiece. ”

The cotton of the Northern Song Dynasty, also known as kapok, was mainly planted in Liangguang and Hainan, as well as Shuzhong and Dali, and it is said that there are also in the Western Regions and Ganliang. At this time, Huang Daopo had not yet been born, and the fabrics of the Han family were mainly silk and linen, and cotton planting was scarce, which made the weaving skills of the Li people superior to the Han people, and the names of cotton cloth were learned from the Li people.

Han Gang pointed to this cloth and asked the fat shopkeeper, "How much is this kapok?" ”

The fat shopkeeper made a very generous and cheerful look, "If the official really wants it, I will send it directly to the official, as for the price, just look at it." ”

"How much?" Han Gang was not moved by the fat shopkeeper's sales tactics, and asked him the real price.

The fat shopkeeper bowed his head and made an apology, and then stretched out his hands to make a gesture of five and three, "The usual report is seven thousand Wenzu, and the actual price is five thousand three hundred and one horses." ”