Dayan commodity economy is developed, for the most dynasties, Cuiyun Corridor as a traffic artery, along the way tea shops are indispensable. In particular, there are the most tea shops.

The tea shop is a rigid demand on Guanma Avenue.

Towards Yidu, the further you go, the more you go.

Not only do these tea shops provide a place to rest and drink, but some also provide simple food, which is better than dry food to bring. The tea provided is also of different grades, the most inferior is water and salt, which is a bit of tea, give more money, and you can also drink the boiled tea sold in the city, as for the taste, it depends on the craftsmanship and conscience of the store.

Song You didn't go far, he saw that there was a tea shop in front of him, there were still a lot of people, and the rising water vapor in the steaming drawer was a great temptation for the mountain travelers, so he went over and sat down, asked for a bowl of tea, two steamed cakes, and then opened the money bags that the merchants gave themselves.

It was full of broken silver, and I couldn't tell how much it weighed.

A rough estimate shows that it looks like about a dozen taels.

Silver, as a universal currency in this world, is only a matter of the beginning of this dynasty, and the people rarely used silver to buy and sell before. This is convenient for people like Song You who travel far away. However, at present, the people still use Da Yan Tongbao, that is, copper coins, and convert them into money when using silver.

The last time I went down the mountain, one tael of silver was worth nearly one thousand two.

Yesterday, I almost emptied the savings of Guanli when I went out, and I brought a total of nineteen taels of silver, and there are always many copper coins, so the old Taoist will not be able to go down the mountain to buy meat for a while.

It seems to add up to a lot of money.

However, Dayan's business is prosperous, there are many things to buy, there are many places to spend money, there are many rich people, there are many jobs, and even the average salary is higher.

Song You didn't bring much stuff with him when he left, everything had to be prepared on the road, and once there were more things, most of them had to buy another horse and mule.

Song You plans to buy it again when he arrives in Yidu.

Although the tea and horse market in Yizhou is controlled by the government, and the laws and regulations cannot trade privately, buying horses and mules in Yidu is still cheaper than other places, and I heard that a good quality southwest horse is only about 20,000, and mules will be cheaper.

It's not a bad idea to buy a mule......

As I pondered, the tea had already risen.

A bowl of the best tea in the shop, a mess of everything, two steamed cakes, bigger than a fist, raw pale yellow dough, steaming.

Song You took a sip of steamed cakes and a sip of tea, and at the same time aimed at other guests.

Most of the people sitting here are still merchants and pedestrians, and there are also some people from the rivers and lakes, who may be silent when they are in a hurry, and they will chat when they sit down.

Some people talk about the recent tea and horse market, some people say that the autumn festival will be opened, some people say which temple has a manifestation, which section of the mountain road has demons, some people talk about the temple fair, and some people in the rivers and lakes talk about the grand events in the rivers and lakes, which are as messy as this bowl of tea, outlining a corner of the world.

Song You ate and drank slowly, listening quietly.

The tea table was covered with pulp and filled with speckled sunlight.

At this time, the tea was not clear tea, the tea soup was thick, and with these two steamed cakes, Song You was almost full after eating, so he asked the store to settle the bill.

More than ten in total, tea is more expensive than steamed cakes.

Song You counted the money and asked by the way: "Shop, how far is this place from Yidu?" ”

"Nearly 400 miles, through four counties."

"Four Hundred Miles ......"

According to Song You's own feelings, Dayan's one mile is not as long as the one mile in his previous life, four hundred meters is up to the sky, and it is not a big problem to walk 180 miles a day with good foot strength.

"Is there an inn up ahead?"

"Walking to Yidu, the nearest carriage and horse shop is sixty miles, and the foot is good enough to catch up." The shopkeeper took the money from him and watched him count it, so he didn't count it anymore and picked it up, "But there are two temples on the road, both of which are empty, and if you want me to say, the carriage shop doesn't necessarily sleep better than the temple." ”

"I see."

In this era, many temples were accepted for overnight stays, especially Buddhist temples, which were extremely functional, far more pure and simple than worshipping Buddha and incense.

But the empty temple on the side of the road......

Song You glanced at the two tables of Jianghu people on the side.

It should be their first choice, right?

After thanking the store, Song You continued on the road.

Gradually, the weather today is as good as yesterday, and the Cuiyun Corridor under the sun is too beautiful.

If you have leisure, in fact, walking in it is a kind of enjoyment.

Song You followed behind several porters, and he walked as fast as they could. Someone is leading in front, and walking can save a lot of mental strength.

Sometimes I followed them to find the stream and mountain spring next to the ancient road, and when I saw them drinking water with their hands, he also drank with their hands, and sometimes I saw them stop to rest, and they chatted with them with this robe, asked the road chief, and listened to the customs and dialects of other places, which were all harvests.

In the afternoon, the sun continued to burn, the cicadas chirped loudly, and it was completely impossible to see that there had been heavy rain and fog yesterday, and there were ghosts in the fog.

When Song You stopped to rest, he couldn't help it for a while, and took a nap for a while.

When I woke up, the group of swarthy and thin porters were long gone, leaving only the empty bluestone ancient road, the shade of the trees, and a series of small pits in the middle of the bluestone slabs, which extended to the depths of the ancient tree-lined road, which was the direction in which those porters walked, and there was no end in sight.

Song You had no choice but to pack his bags and walk alone again along these small pits.

He just saw it—

Those porters are on a bamboo and wooden cane, as if they are inherited, and every time they are accurately pestled in these pits, it seems that they are not only walking the same path as the ancestors of the porters thousands of years ago, but also taking the same big steps.

Thousands of years of water drops have created an indelible imprint on this road, and this is not a kind of inheritance?

Walking like this, I felt that every stone slab and every ancient cypress under my feet was a witness of time, and Song You's eyes flashed, and he remembered the words of the master the day before yesterday:

"Do you think that meditating, reading, and practicing in this mountain is called cultivation?"

As soon as Song You heard it, she knew that she wanted to let herself go down the mountain.

When she was young, this old Taoist also traveled all over the river and the four seas, so she had a good Taoism, and she never thought that sitting dry was equal to cultivation. In addition, Song You has long understood that all generations of people in Fulongguan have to travel down the mountain, some are long and some are short, but there are no exceptions.

Sure enough, I soon heard her say again:

"You should go down the mountain, go to the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, see the world and life, visit the famous mountain immortals, meet demons and monsters, and see the real world that you can't see on the mountain.

It turns out that she knows it all......

Let's go down the mountain, Song You also wants to see how many interesting things there are in this world besides monsters and ghosts.

Before I knew it, it was dusk.

Song You stood still in front of a temple on the side of the road, shook his bags, looked up at the couplets on both sides of the temple gate, and couldn't help but read out in a whisper:

"Who doesn't take this road?

"Don't do that thing!"

This is a nearby village self-built village temple, a house, which is miscellaneous for a lot of gods, Buddhism and Taoism, there are also local gods, roughly the former virtuous and prestigious people after death. Each idol has a name written on the back, and some have a life story written on it.

The village temple is not far from the Cuiyun Corridor, and travelers often spend the night here.

Song You has decided to stay here tonight.

Stepping into the gate, there was still incense burning, Song You first saluted the statues of the gods, and said a word of interruption, then found a corner far away from the door, bent down to blow off the ashes on the ground, and sat down cross-legged against the wall.

The ground was cold and cold, and it was gradually covered in heat.

Later, seven or eight more people arrived one after another, as Song You guessed, almost all of them were Jianghu people, with swords and swords.

There is no way for them to stay here.

In order to restrict the movement of people, the people were usually not allowed to walk at will, but these regulations were only effective for honest people, and businessmen and cultivators like Song You had their own methods.

Merchants have legitimate needs, there is a way, and they take the road approved by the government.

Some of the people in the rivers and lakes have a way, some don't, but they also have their own methods, but it is not good to stay in a hotel halfway, so they have to find their own way.

Fortunately, there are many temples in Dayan, no matter whether there are people or not, most of them can stay overnight, just don't find those obscene shrines. There is no shortage of martial artists who are strong and courageous, and there are ghosts who dare to sleep in broken temples for one night.

The temple next to this official road is naturally serious.

Maybe they are disliked by the government, or maybe they attach great importance to the world, these people in the rivers and lakes meet together, whether they know each other before, whether they have heard of it or not, say hello to each other, and they can talk together soon. Even if you have a quiet personality, when you encounter someone else who comes to see you, you will immediately return the salute, and you don't dare to slack off at all, for fear of ruining your reputation if it spreads.

These people were very noisy and talked until late.

There were also people who came to disturb Song You, but after finding out that Song You and them were not all the way, they stopped caring about him.

Song You is not afraid.

Although these Jianghu people seem to be fierce, they are actually exquisite, and in this world, even if the thieves meet monks and Taoists, most of them will not be embarrassed.

Not only that, if Song You passes by the tea shop during the day and really has no money, he only asks for a bowl of coarse tea to drink with this clothes, and the success rate is also very high, and these Jianghu people are especially particular about reputation and face.

Tossed so much until midnight, and finally went to sleep.

The night in the mountains is extremely quiet, only the wind blows the door panel and the snoring of the villagers in the rivers and lakes not far away.

Unconsciously, Song You had a dream.

In the dream, it is still this temple, the statue and layout are roughly the same, but there are no people lying down in the rivers and lakes around them, and if you look closely, there is one less statue on the altar, and it is a local god on the edge.

Instead, there was one more person in front of him.

This person is dressed as a businessman, but the colors are colorful, he has an honest face, his face is as red as a date, his figure seems to be clear, but he doesn't seem to be able to see clearly, and his appearance is similar to the missing statue.

Song You carefully looked at these gods before going to bed, especially those local gods, and knew that this person was called Wang Shangong, and he was regarded as the local yin god.

Wang Shangong was originally a person from the previous dynasty, his family was wealthy, at that time, the whole country was in a famine, starvation was everywhere, this Wang Shangong put grain in the open warehouse, and helped the refugees, and finally perhaps misjudged the intensity of the famine, and his own food was also eaten, and he was starved to death. Later, the local people thanked him for his kindness, built a temple for him, and even after the court knew about it, he was canonized, and now he is a god.

Without waiting for him to think about it, Wang Shangong saluted him first:

"It's polite to take the liberty of disturbing the honorable driver."

"What is the matter with the good man looking for him in the middle of the night?"