"You are daydreaming," the eldest sister said angrily, and took out another contract from her arms, Song Jiu wanted to make a fortune, but before he made a fortune, he also asked Blacksmith Li to make a thing, without this thing, the sky would not drop gold bricks, and he used part of the house in the family as a hundred yuan, and the time limit was three months, and although Song Jiu's father died, he had a high prestige in the river, and the interest he gave was not heavy, and the monthly interest rate was three percent, that is, he had to repay the interest of Jiuguan in three months. In the Song Dynasty, this interest was regarded as the price of Chinese cabbage.

Where did Song Jiu get the money back? dragged on for three months, and couldn't afford it, people were acquaintances, and they had to really take away the house ruled by their father.

When the eldest sister heard the news, she anxiously scraped together the money and redeemed the house.

"Eldest sister ......" Song Jiu didn't know what to say, they all said that the Song Dynasty was rich, and there were hundreds of thousands of wealthy families with hundreds of thousands of family properties, that was later, and now there are still very few such rich businessmen, including the eldest sister's wine house, this money is almost equivalent to the net income of the eldest sister's wine house for a year.

This is nothing to do, some people say that the husband and wife who came in the previous life, between husband and wife, between sisters and brothers, are the same close relationship, and the parents are gone, sisters and brothers should be closer, don't say a hundred yuan, it is five hundred yuan, you have to take it when you have to, but the eldest brother-in-law.

"Eldest sister, why don't you believe me?"

"You're that big, you'll make a lot of money."

"Eldest sister, this year, a Great Song Dynasty only won eight Jinshi in the imperial examination, and you still let me study for the imperial examination, why do I earn some money, don't you believe it?"

"How can this compare!" The eldest sister stretched out her finger and knocked on Song Jiu's head again.

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Bianshui, Jinmingshui, Caishui, Wuzhang River four big rivers will Tokyo city cut into a piece of Dingding, there are dozens of lakes of large and small, when the cold and warm are handed over in March, the morning light will be more, the morning light will turn into the morning mist, the surrounding high city wall will block the fog, the morning wind will not disperse, the fog floats around the city, like a fairyland.

Song Jiu passed through layers of fog and came to Blacksmith Li's blacksmith shop, and the eldest sister redeemed the deed from the pawnshop, which was equivalent to Song Jiu borrowing money from the eldest sister.

He was not afraid of the money he owed to the pawnshop, but he was a little uneasy about the money he owed to the eldest sister.

But you can't be in a hurry, quality is critical, and Song Jiu can't afford to take his life.

Blacksmith Li asked strangely, "Xiao Jiulang, what are you doing?" ”

"It's a crane, a simple crane for lifting," it's not done yet, Song Jiu first inspected, the principle is not complicated, but there are a few things that should not have appeared in this era, such as screws, or extra-large screws, if there are screws, you must make a wrench, these two things may play an epoch-making role, and it may not work, the casting process is too backward, and the manufacturing cost is at least hundreds of times or thousands of times higher than in the previous life.

Song Jiu didn't think about it, if you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will take care of the world, and you can't take care of yourself, but you still take care of other people?

There is another thing, there is something in this era, but it must be precise, it turns out to be a bearing, and there are also bearings, but the bearings at this time are also backward, Song Jiu did not dare to use them, and replaced the bearings with gears.

"Xiao Jiulang, do you want to use it to lift goods?"

"Medium."

Blacksmith Li became more and more puzzled.

"Li Wengweng, you will know the road in a few days, follow me to the river embankment at noon, and we will assemble the high platform first."

"Medium."

Anyway, Song Jiu paid the money, and he could get it whatever he wanted.

Song Jiu put his hands behind his back and slowly walked back.

The river is too partial, the original Bianshui is very vast, after the Zhou Dynasty is rough, the Song Dynasty is not long in the founding time, although the capital will be renovated, the road is widened, and an outer city wall is built, but it is more unfavorable to the river. Originally, the Bianhe River was divided into two in the lower earth bridge, forming a huge sandbar in the middle, now the outer city wall is together, the sandbar is only one-third of the area left in the city, only two temporary bridges communicate with the north and south, the temporary bridge of the Bianshui tributary in the south still leads to the warehouse area, and the real civil only the northern temporary bridge. This topography makes the Hezhong area not only a slum in the capital, but also one of the famous dirty and messy areas in the capital.

The four seasons of the year are in the spring, and the season of the day is in the morning, and the streets begin to be crowded with bustling people. Song Jiu squeezed through the crowd and returned home. There are still six tenants living in his house, two of whom sell haberdashery, the kind that sells themselves, and two families from the people of Fenshui, Hedong, where they are low-lying and often flooded, plus the Later Han Dynasty and the Later Zhou and Song Dynasty called back and forth, so they simply came to the capital to beg for a living, and like the seventh brother-in-law, they worked as coolies on the river embankment for a living. There are also two families who are looking for a life in the Sangjia tile, one is the son who failed to win the imperial examination with Song Jiu last year, so he lived in Song Jiu's house, and went to the Sangjia tile at night to tell books and earn some money to live. This storytelling is not to say that later romances and novels, but novels, all of which are short and medium stories, with vernacular, poetry, and vernacular, and when the poetry is written, it must be sung, and there is white singing, the short one can finish it in half an hour, and the elder will finish it in an hour or two, and sell one or two passes in the middle to ask for the audience's reward. At the end of the day is a pair of brothers who sell dog skin and ointment, and before selling, Yu Wazi performs a section first, the person sleeps on the iron thorn, and one person on the side also smashes it down with an iron hammer, which makes the audience tremble, and brags while performing, peddling plasters.

The latter two families didn't start to go out until the afternoon, and the morning was when they rested, and the other four families were ready to go, and when they saw Song Jiu, they said hello.

Song Jiu responded and sat in the room drawing drawings.

There was a sound of musical instruments outside, and Song Jiu came out strangely to look.

Seeing that he was angry, a team of dowry salutes walked towards his house. There are nearly 3,000 households in the river, and it is quite normal for weddings and funerals to be married, and the man must pay a dowry before marriage, and the woman must make a dowry.

This line of team is not right, although the river is poor, there are a few families who are relatively good, such as the Liu family, such as the Zhu family, just such a large place, barely an area of a square, half of the people can know each other. It was the people of the Zhu family who gave the dowry.

Both families are businessmen, the family has a lot of money, and they intend to join relatives, and the speed is very fast, the matchmaker comes over, measures the eight characters, asks about the property and family income, and the man sends someone to look at the bride, and then orders the wedding book, and then goes to the dowry of the dowry shop. It's a bit fast.

The little lady of the Liu family is seventeen years old, so it's not surprising to hurry up. But there was originally a road from the Zhu family to the Liu family, they didn't take this avenue, but walked from the Kujing Lane in front of the Song family, the Liu family was rich, the Zhu family was also rich, the dowry line was very long, and the people in front of them came to the Song family, and they deliberately slowed down, crawling like a snail, and all kinds of musical instruments kept blowing.

Song Jiu didn't hear what kind of song he was blowing, and from time to time he heard the herbs, weeds, and weeds were dog's tail grasses, so there was an idiom called good and bad, this toss, countless neighbors came to watch, Song Jiu was so angry at home that his lungs were about to explode, and he was so angry that he ran to the yard and jumped his feet.

Zhu San, the storyteller, stuck out his head from the courtyard wall and said: "Virtuous brother, the hatred of killing your father, the hatred of taking your wife, and the humiliation of coming to the door in person, is it tolerable or unbearable, let's fight." ”

"Brother Zhu, let's fight together."

"Brother Xian, it's to take your wife, not mine."

"Brother Zhu, you want me to have a lawsuit."

This is the capital, and it is not like the coolies on both sides of the river who beat up in groups, and the law does not blame the public, so he rushed to the Zhu family team with a big stick, and the officials behind him will arrest themselves and take them to the Kaifeng prison.

"Then you can listen slowly." Zhu San gloated.

The two of them are both from Juzi, they have failed the imperial examination many times, they have the same disease, they usually have a good relationship, and it doesn't matter if they are joking, but Song Jiu is extremely angry in his heart.

It turns out that Song Jiu is a virtue, he doesn't know what he does, but when he listens to other people's evaluations, he can analyze a point, this Song Jiu is very self-disciplined, not like himself, gambling hard to eat, drink and have fun, that Song Jiu drank very little, but he didn't get on the list last year, but he drank a lot of wine. In terms of moral exercise, I don't know how much better it is than myself.

Not ugly, he was only eighteen years old at the time, and some of them were in their thirties, forties, fifties, and sixties, and the reason why they were drunk that day was that they were worried that the time would drag on for a long time, and the Liu family couldn't afford to wait.

Stupid, stupid!

was so stupid that he didn't let his eldest sister come to the door to entangle him too much.

Come by yourself, don't take it seriously. If you pass the exam, the little lady of the Liu family and the Zhang family, you can choose by yourself, if you don't pass the exam, you can't do any girl, it's as simple as that.

I didn't expect the ancient text to be so difficult, especially the four-six-body prose, and I couldn't learn it well in a year. If it's difficult, don't take the test, and I'm also looking for a way out, including this machine, it's only the first pot of gold, there should be many methods, it's difficult to be an official, and it's relatively easy to make a fortune.

The Liu family came to withdraw from the family, Song Jiu didn't care, just retreat, the old steward said a witty word, Song Jiu was not angry, people's conditions are better than their own now, and they are afraid that their own family will come to the door to be verbose.

In fact, the two families are discussing family affairs, and their families have not come to the door to entangle, why bother? That's self-inflicted!

The dowry of Zhu's shop went around to the door of his house in Kujing Lane, which was not right.

and deliberately put his steps slowly at the door of his own house, which is even more wrong.

What kind of grass and weeds are blowing, not only is it wrong, this is clearly a slap and a slap to his face!

There were more and more neighbors watching in the alley, Song Jiu heard all kinds of discussions, some people said that the Zhu family had a lot of dowry, some people said that the Zhu family did too much, some people said that Song Jiu was not good, why should the toad want to eat swan meat, if Song Jiu's father did not die, it would be almost the same. These three statements are relatively fair, it turns out that if Song Jiu didn't let the eldest sister send someone to propose marriage, he would not have been humiliated this time.

There is also a saying, and it is recognized by most people, the eldest sister opens a wine inn, there are all kinds of guests, and the personality is not pungent. This is the need of life, and the pungent personality does not mean that people are shameless. But the neighbors didn't know the inside story of the road, and saw that the Zhu family intended to humiliate Song Jiu, thinking that after the Liu family and the Zhu family made a family appointment, the eldest sister came to the door to make trouble, which made the Zhu family unhappy, so they did this.

Listening to this gossip, Song Jiu became more and more angry.

After thinking about it, he took a slingshot and a few pebbles and climbed to the ancient locust tree on the west side of the courtyard.

This locust tree has been around for many years, before my father came to the capital to settle down and work, it was here, growing luxuriantly, and last summer, Song Jiu often enjoyed the shade under it.

Quietly climb high up in the tree, lurk among the leaves, take out the slingshot stone, and look down.

There is a long queue, rich families, many colors, everything, wine, sheep, tea, fruits, meat, gold and silver, cloth, silk, silk, jewelry, led by the third uncle of the Zhu family's groom, the third of the four brothers of the Zhu family.

Song Jiu took out three stones and hit the third uncle of the Zhu family. At this time, the slingshot does not have a rubber band, and uses real cow tendon, and the force is greater. Song Jiu used it to hunt birds in addition to studying, and if he was lucky, he could fry a plate at night. Now don't hit birds, hit people.

Three stones flew out, blinking silently in front of the third uncle, one hit the air, one hit the top of the third uncle of the Zhu family, and one hit more partially, but it was also more skillful, just hit the horse's leg, and it was still the largest stone.

The third uncle covered his head, wondering what he had hit on his head, it hurt so much, but the horse was shocked by the pain.

There's something more ingenious. After Kaifeng was rebuilt by Chai Rong, the main streets became very wide, fifty steps, thirty steps, twenty-five steps, if according to the algorithm of later generations, one step is equivalent to 1.4 meters. The main royal street is 1450 steps wide, more than 200 meters, and it is 50 steps wider than the Zhuquemen Street in the Tang Dynasty.

It's not waste, it's the result of traffic.

In the Song Dynasty, the means of transportation were ox carts, sheep carts, rickshaws, and a small number of horse-drawn carts, and people were on foot and few on horseback, so the speed of both pedestrians and means of transport was very slow, and if it was not so wide, it would immediately be congested.

That is the main road, the Kujing Lane in front of the Song family is the same as the alley of later generations, relatively narrow, the west is the cross lane, and there is a slope. The old man who sold tofu pushed the tofu cart from the high place on the south slope, and when he saw so many people, he had no way to brake the cart, so he had to shout: "Let me, let go." ”

Originally, there was nothing to do, but the third uncle of the Zhu family was frightened, did not listen to the call, the carriage was about to collide, the ancient Han was finally a little old, and the legs and feet were not dexterous, so he forcibly pushed the tofu car to the side, and the tofu car suddenly collided with the person who picked the dowry behind, the car overturned, and the gift burden also fell, tender tofu, old tofu, dried tofu, tofu flower, tofu dregs, and sprinkled on the silk and satin picked by the man.

"That's okay," Song Jiu's eyes almost fell, and he slipped down from the locust tree, and there was a good show to watch.

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