When Zhao Fuxiang and the four of them left from Qixiang Tower, it was a long time later.

Tian Qingshan personally sent a few people to leave from the main entrance of Qixiang Building, smiling and in a very good mood.

The words spoken to Zhao Fuxiang are even more regarded as truths.

"Uncle Zhao, I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow."

Considering Zhao Fuxiang's age and the distance from Shangwa Village to Changle County, Tian Qingshan deliberately returned to his shopkeeper and adjusted the three minutes of Mao to Chenshi, just to make it easier for Zhao Fuxiang to come.

Zhao Fuxiang was naturally moved by what Tian Qingshan had done, and when he thought about it, he was even more attentive when talking with him.

The names between the two parties have changed repeatedly, and in private, the two are more commensurate with a more intimate relationship between uncle and nephew.

"Nephew Qingshan, that's it, you don't have to send more."

"Uncle Zhao, when you go out, you have to take care more."

"Nephew Qingshan, you are also ......"

Zhao Shanlin helped Zhao Fuxiang to sit on the ox cart, and then bowed his hand to Tian Qingshan, who was standing aside, followed him to pull up the rope of the ox's head, led the ox, and melted into the flow of people around him.

The Qixiang Building behind him slowly disappeared from the field of vision of several people.

Zhao Shanlin led the ox cart and looked back at Zhao Fuxiang who was leaning on the wheel, "Dad, do you want to go back?" ”

"Don't go back, you have to make more preparations for what you said last night."

"You like this, first go to the cloth village in front of you to have a look, and then go to the grain store to take a look."

"It's early today, and I just have time to find out about the situation in the city today."

After all, the county government is in the city, and if there is any news, there will be rumors from the county seat first.

Zhao Fuxiang had already tried Tian Qingshan between words, but the other party was unconscious and couldn't, so he had to pass this matter first.

If the increase in taxes is real, and there is no news in the city, it only means that there is a high probability that the matter is real.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fuxiang's eyes flashed.

It seems that they can't deal with it as usual this time.

………

The ox cart was stable, pulling a group of several people to walk on this spacious bluestone road, slowly walking towards the front.

Gradually, the four people who were originally heavy in their minds slowly relaxed, and most of their minds were hooked by the lively shouting around them.

On both sides of the street, there are shops of various styles.

The four of them turned their heads and looked around, dizzying.

Snack shop, dried fruit shop, grocery store, grain and oil shop, cloth village, embroidery workshop, inn, silk shop, restaurant, money village......

The shops are connected to each other, and there are pedestrians everywhere around.

In addition, there are some hawkers who stop on both sides of the street with flat poles or bamboo baskets on their backs, and they do not have a fixed place, and usually sell wherever they go.

Shangwa Village often has such hawkers coming, these children are called sellers, although they are tired of walking the streets and alleys, but they have a lot of income, they have a daughter in Shangwa Village married a seller, and now they live in the city.

When the four of them came out of Qixiang Tower, they drank a pot of fish soup, and they were not very hungry at this time.

But look at those steaming steamed buns, steamed buns, and wotou...... Zhao Shanlin and the others still thought slightly, although they were full, but the mother-in-law and children at home had not eaten yet.

And they are selling fish well today, and they have made a lot of extra money, so they should buy some and go back to satisfy their family's hunger.

"Dad, mother, they haven't been in the city for a long time, I'm afraid they are also thinking about the food in the city, why don't we spend some money and buy some back."

Zhao Shanlin said with a nervous expression.

He is also selfish when he speaks, in addition to his mother, he also wants to replenish his mother-in-law and children.

Zhao Shanchuan and Zhao Shanhe heard Zhao Shanlin say this, and the two of them thought about it in their hearts, and they also agreed.

Who doesn't have a child yet, of course, they have to work hard to have this kind of benefit at the moment.

Zhao Fuxiang listened to the words of the three brothers, pondered for a moment, and nodded, "What the boss said is right, in this way, stop next to the side first." ”

"Huh"

Zhao Shanlin saw that there was a play, so he happily found a corner with a back person to park.

Zhao Fuxiang got down from the ox cart, bowed his head sideways, covered the bag containing money with one hand, and grabbed something from the inside with the other.

In front of the three brothers, he directly spread out his palms, revealing a handful of countless copper plates.

Tie the money bag tightly, lift the collar of the clothes and stuff it into his arms, Zhao Fuxiang counted the copper plates in his hands.

Counted a few out, handed it to Zhao Shanlin and said, "Boss, you take the money and go to the steamed bun shop to buy some meat-stuffed buns and steamed buns." ”

Then, he counted some more and handed them to Zhao Shanchuan, "Second brother, you go to the pastry shop and buy some easily digestible pastries and come back." ”

There was still a palm left, and Zhao Fuxiang gave it to Zhao Shanhe, "Third child, you go to the dried fruit shop, the children at home don't have much snacks, buy some and come back to give the children sweet mouths." ”

With the copper plate in his hand to send away his three sons, Zhao Fuxiang put his hands behind his back, patiently looked at the surrounding scene, and waited for the three to come back.

Zhao Shanlin, who came back first, the bun shop was not far from their ox cart, they were all on the same side, and Zhao Shanlin walked a few steps to arrive.

Zhao Shanlin, who rushed back with an oilskin paper bag, and Zhao Fuxiang showed off.

"Dad, this bun is really cheap, two cents for one, five cents for three, and it's cheaper to buy more, the fist is such a big bun filling, and it's all meat filling."

Zhao Shanlin carried the fragrant buns, and in front of Zhao Fuxiang, he happily learned from him.

"You bought them all?"

Zhao Fuxiang looked up at Zhao Shanlin and shook his head speechlessly.

Idiot! I didn't even know if I was deceived!

"Yes," Zhao Shanlin scratched his head with a smile and said strangely, "Dad, how do you know?" ”

He hasn't said it yet.

Zhao Fuxiang......

Zhao Fuxiang wanted to beat someone angrily, how could his son be so stupid! When others said a few words casually, they were stupid and believed it, and they spent all the money in their hands to buy steamed buns!

Really, stupidly!

Zhao Fuxiang waved his hand tiredly, turned his head and didn't look, he didn't want to say anything.

"Dad, you don't know, the boss of the steamed bun shop said that I have good luck today, just in time for a new pot of steamed buns to be baked, No," Zhao Shanlin happily continued, "Ten cents, the boss and I have seven steamed buns." ”

"Hey, I spent all the twenty-five dollars I had, got a total of eighteen buns, and earned three for nothing!"

Zhao Fuxiang......

Zhao Fuxiang looked up and saw Zhao Shanlin with a mouthful of big white teeth, and couldn't help but want to beat people, and he couldn't wait to look at him, stupid! Is it really three buns for nothing?

He heard it all! The owner of the steamed bun shop is not stupid, how many of these steamed buns are mixed with vegetables!

Too lazy to take care of Zhao Shanlin, Zhao Fuxiang continued to look around.

No one talked, Zhao Shanlin felt bored, turned his head and put the bun in his hand into the back basket, and covered it with hay by the way.

After Zhao Shanhe and Zhao Shanchuan came back and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with what the two bought, Zhao Fuxiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, we won't all be so stupid!

"Okay, second brother, you go with me to the front cloth village to have a look, the eldest and the third, you are waiting for us here, don't walk around, and watch the ox cart and things by the way."

In this era, there is no such thing as surveillance, and if something is lost, it is difficult to find it.

The cattle car is valuable, and Zhao Fuxiang can't afford to lose.

"Dad, we get it."

Zhao Shanlin nodded, and he and Zhao Shanhe stood one after the other, sandwiching the ox cart in the middle and guarding it carefully.

Zhao Fuxiang led Zhao Shanchuan to the front of the cloth village.

The façade of the cloth village is not big, and it looks similar to the small food shop on the side.

But when the two of them entered the inside, they found that the appearance was not surprising, but there was a hole inside.

He, not to mention, the beautiful fabrics hanging on the walls dazzled them.

Not to mention the wooden counters in front of them, and the shelves behind the counters, all of which are lined with fabrics of different colors.

Zhao Fuxiang said in his heart, sure enough, it is Buzhuang, and it is atmospheric when he looks at it.

When Zhao Fuxiang and the two came, they were catching up with the morning, and the business of the cloth village was rarely idle.

There was only one guy standing inside the counter, dozing off with his chin on his chin at this time.

Even the boy who greeted him at the door was gone.

Zhao Fuxiang and the others came over just to buy cloth.

Whoever makes the women in the family can't weave, and they have the pressure to give.

At this time, there is a fixed amount of cloth tax that each household needs to pay.

In their family, for example, adults are eight feet a year, and children are four feet a year.

A piece of cloth is fifty feet.

Their family has to pay 116 feet a year.

Half of the summer harvest is fifty-eight feet, that is, one horse and eight feet of cloth.

Everything about the cloth village is very new to the farmers in the countryside.

The two couldn't help but look here and there, and only looked at this small area.

By the way, I also woke up the guy who was standing at the counter dozing off.

The guy was clever, and when he saw a guest enter the door, he immediately woke up, and walked out from the side of the counter to greet him, "Guest officer, please come here." ”

"What kind of cloth do you want, our family cloth village, the cloth has everything."

Zhao Fuxiang thought about it, he only knew that there was no limit to the amount of cloth they needed to pay every year, as long as it was cloth, so he didn't say anything.

Moreover, when he goes to the city every day, he does not come to Buzhuang, and he does not know what fabrics are in Buzhuang.

"Well, take out all the fabrics of your house and take a look."

Although he didn't know, he couldn't be coaxed, Zhao Fuxiang strained his face and tried to make himself look more relaxed.

"Good Ratcha!"

The guy slipped into the counter and brought five pieces of cloth from the shelves behind him.

One is yellow-brown, one is light blue, one is dark blue, one is tender green, and there is a slightly lighter red veil.

The five pieces of cloth were placed in turn, and the guy rolled up his sleeves and enthusiastically introduced Zhao Fuxiang, "Guest officer, you see, this yellow-brown cloth is a coarse cloth, although it is a little rough, but it does not affect the use, and it is best to use it as an outerwear, not only wear-resistant, but also dirt-resistant." ”

"This light green cloth is a fine cloth, which was transported from Yangcheng County by our shopkeeper, which is tender and soft, close and comfortable, and is most suitable for making underwear to wear."

"This dark blue fabric is cotton, breathable and sweat-absorbing, and is most suitable for making small clothes and undershirts in summer."

"This tender green cloth was changed from the silk shop by our shopkeeper, this silk cloth is smoother than muslin cloth, cooler than cotton cloth, and we big families in the city like to use it."

"The last one is a water yarn from the south, which is said to be used as a mosquito net because there are many mosquitoes in summer."

Listening to the guy's hard introduction, Zhao Fuxiang's eyes skimmed over the five fabrics of different colors and textures in front of him, and he really didn't know it, and he was startled when he saw it.

I didn't think that there was so much attention to the fabric on the body.