In the second year of Wude, Li Tang was in the world. Although Wang Shichong could not defend in Luoyang, and Dou Jiande relied on the Turks to harass him three or four times, the territory was determined and the general trend was inevitable.

Li Yuan was destined to start the Tang Dynasty, the most legendary dynasty in history.

Yizhou had already broken away from the war a few years ago, and it was okay to count, at least it didn't send Yifei to Luoyang. Then what awaits him will be that he will be unable to fly with wings and will surely die.

The current Yizhou is still called Shu County in the Sui Dynasty, and the scope is not as wide as Yizhou in the late Tang Dynasty, but the source of abundance here, the favorable topography, as well as the water conservancy industry, and the development of agriculture, have been regarded as a battleground for soldiers since ancient times.

Now that it has become the territory of Li Tang, although it is not peaceful, most of the people can still live a good life.

At this moment, it is winter, and the forces of all parties are temporarily truce, and Chang'an's transfer of troops to various counties can also be temporarily rested.

And now, Yifei has to go out to do business in such a cold season. Because, he wants to survive, he wants to support his family.

The cold wind blew people's faces painfully, and a thin figure slowly walked towards the main city in the wind and sand. He is Yifei who has traveled through this world.

Once upon a time, he recited Bai Juyi's "Charcoal Seller" if he had a profit, and now, he has become a charcoal seller, and he has deeply experienced the bitterness and pain.

Now we can only survive by relying on these worthless charcoals. How ironic it is.

Yifei was wearing a thin cold linen shirt and torn gray trousers. trembling all the way into the city gate guarded by officers and soldiers. As soon as he entered the city gate, a long street appeared in front of him, the mist was hazy, and he didn't know what to do.

However, there were still people walking on the street occasionally, and he did not dare to disturb them.

You can only look and see as you go, and the further you go, the more people there are, and the more lively they become. At this time, Yifei finally got a little bolder, and if he didn't sell charcoal, he couldn't sell it when he was foggy, so how could he talk about survival and feeding Xuan'er?

So, he began to shout, shouting as he went: "Sell charcoal, high-quality and good charcoal." Selling charcoal, a little bit of good charcoal. ”

Yifei's shouting really had some effect, and some people began to turn their heads and pay attention to this charcoal seller.

But soon, Yifei's voice was drowned out by other shouts. Turning the corner, Yifei realized how lively this main street was. There are many shops, and the street in front of them is full of stalls.

Selling food, use, playing, juggling, playing, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea that the people need, everything is available here. All kinds of bizarre things are also dazzling.

This kind of grand occasion can't help but make Yifei think that sure enough, the Tang Dynasty is worthy of being the dynasty that created a prosperous world, even in the era of war, people can still be so cheerful.

However, I don't know how many families like theirs are still in destitute straits, seeking food and clothing in poverty and surviving in war.

Walking and shouting, in front of and behind him are the faces of the Tang people, who are either long, elegant, fresh, or sophisticated, with sparkling cars and horses, and the flow of people is like weaving, and there is an endless stream. Not far away, there was a faint penetrating shout of the vendors, and occasionally a long neighing of horses, Yifei only felt that he was in an old picture of the Tang Dynasty, and when he thought about it, he was in such an era, and he couldn't help but think about the time and space thousands of years later.

Looking at the bustling crowd again, the children of the rich family were dressed in fluttering clothes and were full of spirit, and the children behind them were crawling and fartizing to keep up. The son of a literati, strutting with his head held high, thinking about the common people, but it is not the suffering of the common people. Thinking about Chang'an, but not knowing the difficulties of the country.

Yifei walked through the crowd with a sloppy image, and he didn't feel dirty.

Finally, on a more lively street, Yifei put down the charcoal basket and decided to sell charcoal here. On both sides of the street, there are hotels, pawnshops, cloth villages, tea houses, and calligraphy and painting shops

He, a young man who sells charcoal, is extremely eye-catching here.

"Selling charcoal, how can I carefully select good charcoal, a little wrapping, not good and no money. Come and come, the ladies and officials who have passed by, the big brothers, aunts and sisters-in-law of the neighbors next door, the weather is cold, the high-quality refined charcoal is vigorous, and the heat is long-lasting, so as to ensure that the little couple can sleep peacefully at night. ”

This sudden voice resounded through several streets around and ushered in countless pedestrians to stop.

They've never heard of such a pitch before, and it's funny.

"Hey little brother, your shouting is really interesting, and the other shouting is either selling tea or steamed buns. You've got a little trick up your sleeve. ”

A neatly dressed young man asked with a smile.

"Then this master, do you want to have some good charcoal, buy two get one free."

"Buy two get one free?" After hearing this, the prince was a little curious, how to buy two get one free?

"Buy two charcoals, get one free. This is a good deal, little brother, I will lose to death. ”

Yifei came from a medical family, and he had an understanding of some ancient dosage units, in ancient times, one liter was equal to ten lilies, which was almost one point and eight kilograms, and his basket of charcoal was about one hundred li, which was about eighteen kilograms.

After hearing this, the prince and the onlookers began to be interested. In addition to the fact that they have never seen this kind of shouting, they have not seen this kind of marketing.

"Hahahaha, it's a little interesting. I have never seen that charcoal can be sold according to the combination. If you buy your basket, don't you want to post it upside down? ”

This son-in-law thought that he could make it difficult for Yifei, but he didn't want Yifei to think about it, and said: "If you buy this basket, the small one will be sold at a price of 20% off and 60**." ”

"The small basket has a hundred pieces of charcoal, if you buy two get one free, then the master only needs to buy sixty ** charcoal immediately, and the remaining thirty-three he, the small one is a gift to the master."

Yifei gave a perfect answer, but the boy didn't react for a long time.

"Sample, do math with me, you're still tender!" Yifei knew that the level of arithmetic in ancient times was not developed, and they calculated a simple conversion of silver taels, and even required several people to complete it together.

And when Yifei said the answer easily, everyone was shocked. Some of them reacted quickly, and quickly pushed back according to Yifei's answer, nodded and praised.

"That's it, this little brother is shrewd in arithmetic!"

There are still some who don't react, and they only think that this boy has picked up a bargain, after all, as long as the price of sixty ** can buy a hundred charcoal.

So they all shouted: "Buy it, this is a big bargain!" ”

And after hearing this, the young man felt a little embarrassed, and looked at Yifei with displeasure, as if to say, count you kid ruthless: "That's good, the master will buy it." How about a bucket of rice? ”

"A bucket of rice?" Yi Fei didn't know much about the monetary system of the Tang Dynasty, he only knew that the currency of the early Tang Dynasty was very valuable, and silver was rarely even circulated.

"What? A bucket of rice is not enough? The young man frowned and said.

After hearing this, Yifei shook his head: "I'm sorry, master, can you exchange it for copper coins?" ”

"Copper coins? Okay, then I'll give you five cents. ”

"Penny?" Yifei was stunned, five cents, this is too little! What can you do with pennies?

The young man seemed to see Yifei's unhappiness, so he smiled and said: "What boy, don't be cheap and sell well, you must know that a bucket of rice is worth five cents, enough for ordinary people for ten days." Such a basket of charcoal sold on East Street is only worth four cents, and the lord is willing to reward you with more pennies because of your articulateness, what else do you want? ”

Listening to his words, Yifei probably knew the value of the currency in this period. Five cents can make ordinary people live for ten days, and once watched TV and had a meal for a few taels of silver, and it was really a cheat.

After reluctantly taking the five cents, Yifei squatted on the ground and began to be depressed.

Holding five copper plates in his hand made him unhappy. I thought I could earn a few taels of silver, but it seems that this is a tragedy.

And after the young man bought Yifei's charcoal, he let the little boy who followed him go forward. More than a dozen kilograms of charcoal, let a child take it away, this 'master', really has a 'pie'.

Too lazy to despise this kind of villain who is full of streets, Yifei is ready to buy some rice to go home. Since five cents are worth a bucket, then simply buy a bucket. One bucket is about six kilograms, or twelve catties of rice. If there were only two people, Yifei and Xuan'er, it would be enough for them to drink porridge and live for a month. In that case, Xuan'er wouldn't be hungry every day.

However, just as he was about to ask for directions to buy rice, a young man suddenly came and stopped him.

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