Under this pressure, when the master walked into the garden again, he did not have the joy he had when he came here before, and sighed from time to time while eating the wine fed by his charming sister.

"Hey, uncle, are you angry with your daughter-in-law at home?" The sister tugged at his beard and laughed.

I'm a little daughter-in-law, and it's almost the same as being angry, the master sighs, and the beauty is a little uneasy in her arms.

Suddenly heard a burst of laughter outside, the master casually looked at the window, and saw that it was a group of flowery women hugging a tall and thin man to go upstairs, looking also a poor sour, isn't it just that he got treatment because he was young and tender-skinned, and the master who had never received this kind of treatment was indignant, and when you ran out of money, you still kicked out.

"Oops, this sour show has finally been favored by Sister Xiang." The sister who was leaning on the master clapped her hands and laughed.

Sister Xiang? The master was even more jealous.

"How much did it cost?" He asked, thinking that this errand would not be completed, so it was better to knock on the adult one last time, sleep once, and come to the garden once in vain....

"Didn't spend any money.." Sister smiled.

"Didn't spend any money?" The master was surprised, "Your garden has been transformed into a good hall?" ”

"Go!" Sister sneered and pushed him, "People have written poems for Sister Xiang for a whole month, one a day..."

said with envy on his face.

The master cut his voice, "Isn't it just a few sour poems, and it will coax you women who have never seen the world..."

Speaking of this, he sat up straight suddenly, and the sister who was hanging on his body was caught off guard and almost fell, raising his pink fist and beating him.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss." The master said again and again. Staring at the eyes seemed to have lost his soul, and just when this sister was about to pinch people and ask someone to come and see, he slapped his leg and jumped up.

"It's not, poetry and joy....it's a good thing." The master stroked his palms and laughed, sucked his shoes as he spoke, and ran out in disheveled clothes.

Zhou Liangyu stepped into the house, and Liu Meibao took it over as soon as possible.

"Nothing new today." Looking at the bright face of the girl in front of him, Zhou Liangyu couldn't help but smile.

Liu Meibao was a little depressed in an instant, and it was really boring to be locked up at home.

"What did you dig up today?" She looked down at Zhou Liangyu's basket. While chattering, he said, "Brother, when you dig the rhubarb, you have to dig more around it, you see that the rhizome is hurt, it's not good...."

Zhou Liangyu said to Song Sanniang that she was back. walked out of the house and answered, and quietly beckoned to Liu Meibao.

"Do what?" Liu Meibao asked.

Zhou Liangyu still gestured to her to come over, and motioned for her to whisper.

Liu Meibao reluctantly put down the medicinal herbs that were still carrying the cold winter soil and came over. I saw Zhou Liangyu take out a book from his arms.

"Materia Medica!" Liu Meibao was surprised and almost blurted out.

Zhou Liangyu hurriedly waved his hand to signal silence, and carefully looked at the door of Song Sanniang's house, and the sound of weaving was still not in a hurry.

"Brother, where are you from?" Liu Meibao was immediately suspicious after the surprise. Asked.

"In the past few days, in addition to collecting firewood and digging medicine, I have also repaired the yard for a large family. I made some money..."Zhou Liangyu grinned, his eyes could not hide a little pride, "You are bored at home, and you have no books to read, so I bought you a book, they said, this is a very good book." ”

Liu Meibao looked at him in a daze for a moment, and did not take the book, but turned Zhou Liangyu's hand over.

The old and new calluses on his hands are slow, and his palms are red. Still with lime foam, no wonder he always leaves early these days and comes back after dark. There is not much medicine to dig firewood.

"You're stupid, you earn it. Why buy this book. Eat inappropriately, don't wear it." Liu Meibao felt that her nose was sour, and said in a muffled voice.

Zhou Liangyu just smiled, "If you read the book, you can make more money, you can eat and wear, it's not a waste." ”

"How much?" Liu Meibao looked up at him and asked.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive." Zhou Liangyu just didn't say it.

At this time, books were not in circulation, and many readers read books that were copied by themselves, and then looked at Song Langzhong's shop, there were only two medicine books, which were very precious, and they were reluctant to read them if they were not borrowed.

This book, which is well-made, will definitely not be able to write a hundred articles.

"A pound of pork, right?" Liu Meibao said.

Approaching the New Year's Festival, prices are soaring again, the price of rice has risen to 500 wen per bucket, and pork has also soared from 100 wen, which once made Liu Meibao feel expensive, to 200 wen.

Zhou Liangyu smiled and didn't speak, Liu Meibao didn't ask again, went to boil hot water, pulled Zhou Liangyu to sit down in front of the stove, and washed his palms.

Looking at the two people sitting side by side talking in a low voice and laughing from time to time, Song Sanniang withdrew her gaze from the crack in the window, sighed softly, rubbed her sore shoulder, and walked back to the loom again.

The creaking sound of weaving resounded in the small courtyard.

Regarding the book, neither of them told Song Sanniang, and Song Sanniang didn't ask, both of them acted as if nothing had happened, but Zhou Liangyu's eyebrows couldn't hide that trace of pride, and he always couldn't help grinning when eating.

It has entered the wax moon, the weather is getting colder and colder, and when it is time to eat dinner, it is still snowing, and the family is crowded in the stove fire, and the stove fire has not yet been extinguished, and this meal is also warm.

Song Sanniang was telling Zhou Liangyu about buying some red incense candles to sacrifice tomorrow, when she suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps in the alley, and then the door was slammed, which startled the three of them.

"Sanniang." Someone shouted outside the door, it was Song Langzhong's voice.

Liu Meibao hurriedly got up and went over to open the door, and saw that Song Langzhong was holding a little boy and didn't have an umbrella, just standing outside.

The little boy was wearing a thick tiger head hat, but he was only three or four years old, biting his fingers and looking at Liu Meibao curiously.

"Tiger Head, have you eaten?" Liu Meibao stretched out her hand to poke his face and asked with a smile.

This is Song Langzhong's youngest grandson, Song Sanniang and Zhou Liangyu have already come over, and they are enthusiastically invited to do it.

"I'll just come over and say something." Song Langzhong saw them eating, and did not enter the door, but hurriedly said, "I'm also eating, someone has something to say, I can't wait." Let's tell Miss Liu first. ”

"Then come in too, it's so cold, look at the tiger's head." Song Sanniang said.

"No," Song Langzhong still insisted, and said busily, "Today, Wang Liuqi of Dongzhuang asked people to bring a letter, and he has bought a new batch of goods, and he wants to invite the girl to palm his eyes." ”

Liu Meibao was so excited that she almost nodded immediately, and finally waited.

"To the River House?" Song Sanniang asked later.

Song Langzhong nodded, "I was just going to buy some medicinal herbs." I went with the girl, I hired a car. ”

He went with him on purpose, Song Sanniang and the three of them were relieved, and thanked them again and again, Song Langzhong was holding the child and it was inconvenient to stay longer. A few more words of advice to pick her up tomorrow, and hurriedly walked through the snow.

"Song Langzhong is really a good person." Liu Meibao could only sigh that there was finally business coming to the door. Her eyebrows couldn't help but smile, and she was so excited that she couldn't even eat.

Zhou Liangyu was also as happy as her, only Song Sanniang's expression was still the same, while eating slowly. While thinking about something.

"Tomorrow you go with her." She said to Zhou Liangyu.

This is natural, Zhou Liangyu nodded. After eating and cleaning up, Song Sanniang took a few more hangs of money and some broken silver to Zhou Liangyu.

"Let's pay the money for the guest house, be sure not to have a for Song Lang." She said solemnly.

Liu Meibao and Zhou Liangyu both nodded in response, and Song Sanniang sewed a pocket into Zhou Liangyu's old jacket, and the money was carefully put away.

"Go out, don't talk too much, don't look around, follow your brother, you just watch what you will see, and let your brother talk about other things." Song Sanniang said to Liu Meibao.

Liu Meibao nodded. One bite agreed.

"I hope the snow doesn't fall." Before entering the house, Song Sanniang looked at the dark night sky and whispered.

It is estimated that none of the three members of the family slept well that night, and they all got up before dawn the next day. Sure enough, the snow did not fall, and there was only a faint layer of snow particles on the ground. It's just that it's getting colder, and the wind is blowing on the face.

"Sanniang, go back, don't worry." Song Langzhong said to Song Sanniang, who was sent out of the door.

Liu Meibao and Zhou Liangyu, who were already sitting in the car, also waved their hands to Song Sanniang.

"Slow down on the road, stay if the weather is bad, don't rush to the road." Song Sanniang said.

The donkey cart squeaked on the road, this was the first time to go out in this era, Liu Meibao had a lot of curiosity to ask, but there was no Qingya, many of her words came to her mouth and swallowed back, only picking up some of the simplest questions to ask a rough idea.

Hezhong Province, more than 40 miles away from Xie County, is in charge of eight counties including Xie County, with a large population, in short, it is a much more prosperous town than Xie County.

It was the official road, but it was still full of potholes, and Liu Meibao estimated that it would not be more than an hour's drive, and finally saw the city gate after at least six or seven hours of bumps.

The city wall of Fucheng is much grander than the county seat, Liu Meibao looks at it from the crack of the car, it is at least about seven meters by sight, the winter days are short, and the afterglow of the setting sun covers the city wall, which adds a bit of heavy atmosphere.

What surprised Liu Meibao was that she saw something that looked like an artillery on the city wall, was there such a firearm at this time? She knows nothing about history, and she is very curious about military affairs.

"Brother, brother, look at you." She couldn't help but pull Zhou Liangyu's sleeve curiously and point it to him.

After all, Zhou Liangyu is also a teenager, and he also looked outside along the way, he had already seen it, but his expression was dark, he still remembered that someone said that his uncle had borrowed artillery support from Hezhong Mansion, but of course no one sent it, if there was this, maybe his uncle and father would not die.

He didn't speak, his eyes lowered.

"It's not been very quiet lately." When the man driving the car heard this, he turned around and smiled, "You see, there are more soldiers on this city wall." When winter comes, the Tartars come out to plague people. ”

Liu Meibao sighed, glanced at Zhou Liangyu's color, and said no more.

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Note: I didn't come easily when I wrote it, and the price of money was also checked, so don't use this to complain about me.

Taking the fifteenth year of Chongzhen as an example, the price of rice in Henan is 700 Wen, the price of beans is 400 Wen, the price of pork is 250 Wen per catty, the price of a big cow is 7,000 Wen, and the price of a small cow is 4,000 Wen.

The book is set in the last years of a dynasty, such as the last years of the Song Dynasty and the last years of the Ming Dynasty. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )

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