"Oh oh oh ......", in the loud rooster crow, the sky is dawning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he got up, Zhao Guohua ate two bowls of porridge with pickle lumps, took two taels of silver, and went out with Sun Xiaomei.

The blue sky is like a wash of water, there is not a trace of clouds, it is very clean, the sun rises in the east is fiercely bright, the trees on both sides of the road are shady, the grass and trees are luxuriant, from time to time there are unknown birds crying and flying by, the morning breeze is blowing, the branches and leaves are swaying, and the slightest cool breeze blows on the face and body, which is very comfortable.

After walking for about an hour, I saw the outline of the city wall in the distance.

"Brother Zhao, Yongxin County has arrived." Sun Xiaomei wiped the sweat on her forehead and said happily.

The weather is hot, the road is long, carrying things, walking for two hours, it is strange not to sweat.

The two quickly walked to the gate of the city, and Zhao Guohua looked curiously at the county seat in front of him more than 300 years ago.

The rammed earth and brick city wall, the city wall is six or seven meters high, and there are some soldiers with spears standing on it, and the city gate hole is about four meters high.

The soldiers on the city wall stood lazily behind the battlements with spears in hand. The city gate is about five meters wide, the flow of people is surging, walking, sitting, pulling the goods of the ox cart, leading the cart to sell pulp, carrying the car, carrying the burden, holding the child, very lively, the flow of people in and out is staggered together, the city gate hole seems to be a little crowded.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, if you don't listen, you'll eat a whip, hey, what about you...... And you, the one who pulls the cart, the one who carries the burden......" A small officer pointed at the crowd with a whip in his hand and scolded.

There were four listless sergeants standing at the gate of the city, wearing shabby mandarin duck jackets, straw hat-like military hats, and the tassels on their tops were about to lose their yellow muscles and thin faces.

With these soldiers, Zhao Guohua shook his head, paid the entrance fee of two cents, and walked into the county seat.

The county road is cross-shaped, the county government gate is faintly visible in the distance, the county government gate is a stone road about 15 meters wide when the street, there is a restaurant at the intersection at the crossroads, there are some small inns on both sides of the road, salt and rice shops, leather goods shops and other shops, the sound of selling comes and goes, the noise is noisy and hot. In the alley on the side, there are families.

The vendors who set up stalls along the street shouted loudly and smiled, and courteously solicited business from customers.

"Guest officer, let's eat a bun, it's newly out of the pot, the filling is big and the skin is thin, fragrant and delicious......"

"This girl, buy a rattle and go back, the rattle I made is good, buy it back and your child will like it......"

"The guest officer is tired, sit down and eat a bowl of tofu brain, my tofu brain is tender and white, but it's delicious......"

The two of them walked along the way, and from time to time someone sold them all kinds of goods.

When they came to the market, the two took the herbs out of the basket and placed them on the side of the road for people to buy. Zhao Guohua's burly figure, fair face and short hair attracted the attention of some villagers who sold herbs, and he looked very eye-catching in the middle.

"Monk, how do you sell this herb?" A middle-aged man wearing a long wide coat with a straight green cloth and a square scarf on his head walked slowly and asked.

Looking at him, Zhao Guohua said kindly: "I'm not a monk. ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... It's not that the monk's hair is so short. It's funny, it's funny," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Hahahaha...... "The villagers around who sold medicine also laughed.

This person is not bad, after laughing, he squatted down and checked the medicinal materials, and said: "I look good at your medicine, it is clean, and it is dry, how about fifty wen a catty?" ”

"Boss, our herbs are very good, and we won't sell them for less than sixty yuan." Sun Xiaomei shook her head and said.

After thinking about it and looking at these medicinal materials carefully, the middle-aged man still agreed to the price Sun Xiaomei said. He delivered the medicinal herbs to his pharmacy and left the pharmacy with the three hundred yuan he got for the medicine.

At this time, it was lunch time, and smelling the smell of fragrant meat buns on the roadside, Zhao Guohua's stomach gurgled.

"Boss, how do you sell buns?" Zhao Guohua walked to the door of a bun shop and asked.

The seller of the buns was a short and fat middle-aged man, with a bit of shrewdness in his amiable atmosphere, and although his clothes were old, he was clean.

Looking at Zhao Guohua's short hair, the owner of the steamed bun seller paused, and said with a smile on his face: "This master, my steamed bun has a thin skin and a big filling, and it is juicy, but it is delicious, and you can't forget it if you eat it once, two for three cents." ”

"Really? Then I'll have to taste it, and bring ten of them. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Sun Xiaomei lowered her head and said, "Big brother, let's go home and eat......"

Knowing that he was reluctant to spend money on steamed buns, Zhao Guohua smiled and patted her hand, walked in with her, and sat down on the stool.

The bun shop is not big, with a size of about 30 square meters, with five square tables, and more than a dozen people eating buns in it. Seeing the two of them coming in, several people glanced at Zhao Guohua's short hair curiously.

After spending eighteen yuan and buying ten buns and two bowls of porridge, Zhao Guohua and Sun Xiaomei ate it.

"Yo, the monk still eats meat buns, it's unusual." A rude-looking village man smiled and whispered.

glanced at him lightly, Zhao Guohua ignored him and continued to eat steamed buns.

Sun Xiaomei's family is poor, and it is rare to even eat steamed buns on weekdays, not to mention this snow-white and soft big meat bun, so she has a great appetite for eating.

After eating three buns and a bowl of porridge, Zhao Guohua was full. He comes from the later generations, the goods are extremely rich, there are too many things to eat, McDanol's, KFC have eaten a few times, bread, cream cake, Tianjin soup dumplings, xiaolongbao, Goubuli buns are tired of eating, although now this bun tastes good, but it is not good for him to eat.

Sun Xiaomei devoured two bowls of porridge and six steamed buns, and then burped and put down the bowl.

Seeing Zhao Guohua looking at her with a smile, Sun Xiaomei's face turned red all of a sudden, and she blushed embarrassedly and lowered her head and said, "Big brother, I have eaten too much......"

"It's okay, it's a blessing to be able to eat." Zhao Guohua said with a smile.

Thinking of Sun Xiaomei's gobbling up when she ate steamed buns, she did the math, she still had more than 80 silver left, save a little, and he and Sun Laohan could support it for about two years.

In the Ming Dynasty, a little saving of twenty taels of silver could make a family of five live for a year.

So Zhao Guohua bought another 200 buns. After packing the buns and putting them in the back basket, the two walked home.

Because of the long way home, out of the city, Zhao Guohua spent four cents to take an ox cart.

When I got home, it was already time to make dinner, and I greeted the people in the village, and the two of them walked home. When I came to the door of my house and entered the yard, Sun Laohan's wife, Aunt Liu, was washing rice, and Sun Laohan was washing the wild vegetables he had dug up, preparing to make dinner.

"Daddy! Mother! …… We're back. Sun Xiaomei happily hugged her mother.

"This damn girl, why are you so happy today." Sun Liu's daughter said with a smile

Sun Xiaomei glanced at Zhao Guohua and said happily: "Dad! Mother! Today I went to eat steamed buns with Brother Zhao, the buns are big and white, so fragrant, and the meat inside is so delicious......"

"What, you bought buns and ate them?" Sun Laohan asked in surprise.

Although there was no major war in the south at the end of the Ming Dynasty, but the government's harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the exploitation of large and small landlords in urban and rural areas, and the scourge of all kinds of bandits and bandits who occupied the mountains as kings, the life of the common people was also very difficult, and they could not eat enough for most of the year, and the daily meals were thin, mixed with a large number of various wild vegetables, and the white-flour steamed buns were basically gone, not to mention the meat buns.

Seeing that Sun Laohan was about to get angry, Zhao Guohua said with a smile: "Uncle, I want to buy it, if you want to blame you, blame me."

"You Nizi, you are really ignorant, how can you spend your Brother Zhao's money indiscriminately." Sun Laohan hurriedly said.

The buns that my daughter eats are bought by others, and they spend other people's money, and the main owner has come out to speak, so it is difficult for Sun Laohan to say anything.

Seeing him say this, Zhao Guohua smiled and said, "Uncle, Xiaomei and I also bought some steamed buns and came back, you go and call Ding Shun's family over to eat together." ”

Soon, Ding Shun's family followed Sun Laohan.

"Goo...... Goodo...... "When Zhao Guohua took out those meat buns and put them on the table, he heard the sound ......of swallowing saliva.

Ding Shun's ten-year-old daughter, Ding Xiaohua, stared at the snow-white meat bun on the table and drooled.

"Xiaohua, you're hungry, go wash your hands, wash your hands and come over to eat steamed buns." Zhao Guohua smiled and said to Ding Xiaohua.

“…… It's so good......" Ding Xiaohua said crisply, and hurriedly ran out to wash her hands happily.

There are six people in Sun Laohan's family, plus three people from Zhao Guohua and Ding Shun's family, a total of ten people, and each person can get ten buns

"Dad, the meat buns are so delicious...... Ding Shun's ten-year-old daughter Ding Xiaohua said, holding a big meat bun in both hands and eating it in a big gulp, the corners of her mouth were oily, and Ding Shun's wife was eating in small sips with tears.

Ding Shun also said while eating with tears in his eyes: "I haven't eaten meat buns for several years, and the taste of meat buns is almost forgotten, if it weren't for Zhao Gongzi and Brother Sun today, how could I have the opportunity to eat such fragrant meat buns." Thank you so much. ”

"Don't don't, Brother Ding, if you want to thank you, thank Zhao Gongzi, he bought the buns."

After listening to Sun Yiping's words, Ding Shun sat up from the stool, and was about to kowtow and kneel in front of Zhao Guohua, Zhao Guohua got up, grabbed him, and said with a smile: "Brother Ding, get up quickly, it's just a few buns, it's not worth your big gift." I'm going to be angry when you do that. ”

Hearing this, and not kowtowing, Ding Shun had no choice but to stand up, solemnly arched his hand and said: "As the saying goes, when the spring is reciprocated, although I am not talented, but I know that I know the grace of the retribution, Zhao Gongzi, at first glance, you are a person who does great things, I am willing to vote for the grace of the father, for the grace of the dog and horse." ”

"We are also willing to surrender to Brother Zhao, and we will not hesitate to go to the soup to fight the fire," Sun Fu and Sun You also bowed their hands and said in unison.

Looking at the three men in the room who were eagerly looking at him, Zhao Guohua was excited, he finally had his own team after he arrived in Daming, although the future situation was unpredictable, but he was willing to fight.

"Let's work together and fight together." He said with a proud smile.

"Good! Work together, fight together......" four pairs of powerful hands were held together.