The sloppy man staggered out of the nunnery and staggered eastward. Beijing is not as good as the capital, the rules are so cumbersome that the Vermilion Bird Avenue is not allowed to set up stalls to sell, and this city, which was originally intended to be used to garrison soldiers, with the influx of a large number of people, because there are no shackles of those rules and regulations, if you really want to talk about it, this side is much more than the capital.

Even compared with the two eastern and western cities, the prosperity of Beijing is not much worse than that of Chang'an, which has a thousand-year history and culture.

On Xuanwu Avenue, which is similar to Suzaku Avenue and runs through the north and south of Beijing, which is less than half of the capital compared to the capital, it happens that there is a large gathering once a month, and the whole street that can drive two or five carriages side by side is bustling, shoulder to shoulder, so lively.

There are shouts and shouts along the road, and there are also people who play tricks and sell their voices to make a scene, and there are also people who sell imported goods who are not fluent in the official dialect of the Great Zhou Dynasty and sell those goods that are not common in the Great Zhou.

All kinds of people, etc., gathered together, people come and go, cars and horses are full of people. This is the prosperous age. Naturally, he didn't sigh at the lively scene that only belonged to the Heavenly Empire at the moment, and it was already like a drunken sloppy man staggering, but he could always quickly avoid it at the moment before hitting a pedestrian, and even provoked the surrounding people to dodge.

Poured another sip of wine, raised his head and turned the wine jug almost upside down, the last drop of unfinished hard to give up, looked around, and walked towards a wine pot not far away.

There were no less than three or five groups of people sitting in the wine bar, looking at the dress and listening to the accent, it was nothing more than some businessmen who went south and north for their home, and a few blonde and blue-eyed people from the Western Regions were mixed in.

Wandering around the Great Zhou all year round, traveling back and forth between the east and west, it is more than enough for these businessmen to write a book of what they have seen and heard.

In the previous dynasty, there was a scholar born in a wealthy family, who did not seek fame in his studies, followed the caravan near his hometown to travel around the world for decades, crossed the Guge Dynasty in the far west, and was adrift in the sea for nearly a year without landing

"Sightseeing". Returning to his hometown in the year of the Mandate of Heaven, it took ten years to compile a travelogue covering all over the world at the age of Huajia, named "Jinjin", which has the meaning of relishing, all anecdotes from all over the world, covering miscellaneous conversations in all directions, for a time Luoyang paper is expensive, and there are interesting things that gossip about who does not relish.

It's just that this group of merchants who don't have much ink in their stomachs are not so particular, and they all speak very vulgarly.

It's all about some new things that have spread all over the streets and alleys after the year, and after tea and dinner, it is idle talk. Talking about the one hundred singles and eight billboards in the rivers and lakes that have been silent for three years, talking about the transposition of the head of Wudang, talking about the watershed where someone took advantage of Tianwei to appear to the saint, and the kidnapping of the Phoenix City Lord only happened a few days ago, and when it comes to the end, it is inseparable from the night house.

It seems to be very taboo, and in the end, the topic is pressed in a smile and a new idea.

"Did you hear, in the first few months, there were a few bandits on Luyu and Licheng, and the Fujian garrison caught a few, guess who they were?" It was a lean man who spoke, and he wanted to whet the appetite of others, but seeing that a few people were not interested, he himself answered: "Fu Ying! These words caught the attention of everyone in the wine bar, and even the diners at the low tables around them were attracted and turned their heads.

Naturally, for this group of rough men, it will definitely not be the political affairs of the two countries that they care about. Sure enough, it was still the lean man with dark brown skin who had been exposed to the wind and sun all the year round, and gave a look that all men understood, and said with a smile: "It's best to train the gills, I've heard people say that as long as the young gills are trained properly, what we ordinary people can't do, it's easy for them." A younger man at the side table chimed in: "Yes, pole, I have seen a 180-pound grate burser get into the chimney, and that kung fu is more powerful than the Shaolin Temple's bone shrinking skills." Immediately after him at the table, someone took over and said, "What kind of kung fu is that?" As the old saying goes, street juggling makes people laugh as it does not make people scream. You just let him use the big boulder on his chest as a hairy monkey and have fun, what kind of bone shrinking skills are played. A few men who walked the rivers and lakes laughed, but the sloppy man who was watching Xiao Er's wine frown.

This Fuying has already called the minister Da Zhou Na Sui to pay tribute, how can he come to the coast to make trouble? Thinking about what I heard from my brother a few days ago, Fuying has never paid tribute this year, and there must be something strange when things go wrong.

It's just that a sloppy man who still has family affairs in his heart won't worry too much about such state affairs. The lean man who spoke first looked at each other impatiently, waved his hand and said, "Go, go, the little fart kid has only eaten for a few years and knows a fart." Does that mean vaudeville? The hair hasn't grown yet, and Qi has not said anything. At the next table, there is a golden bearded Fanbang man, who thinks that he has been going back and forth between the east and the west all the year round, and he is extremely fluent in Da Zhou official and laughed: "What kind of ghost juggling acrobatics, that is to say that the little lady is in good shape, and the sound alone on the bed is not funny." These two businessmen who must also be old rivers and lakes laughed at the young boy at the table, who was relatively young, blushing and having a thick neck, and was glared at by the adults at the table who thought that they were their own bosses.

"Adults should keep their mouths shut when they speak, and don't talk nonsense if they don't understand." The bearded man continued: "If the brothers are free, they will go to Zhifu Island in the east, and I won't tell you that the island is actually some bought widows. It made several people in the room laugh.

These businessmen who have traveled south and north all year round without a home can make them interested in nothing more than the little lady in which realm is pretty, with a good figure, and skillful kung fu.

The sloppy man was amused in his heart, poured a sip of the wine bottle handed by the store, and cheekily begged to fill it, so he gave a few copper plates.

The sloppy man didn't care about the disgusting eyes at all, and he came out of the wine pot with a wine jug, and stopped when he passed by the candy man's stall, and a few children with their hair were still hooping, holding a copper plate and shouting their respective demands with the boss who was the sugar man.

There are children who have already received their favorite candy people who cheer, and they are not willing to eat, holding them high and bouncing.

The sloppy man squatted down, leaned on the boss who was no different from his age, quietly watched him skillfully light the fire and boil sugar, spread out a piece of oiled paper, and walked the dragon and snake in his hand, lifelike.

The boss who had already made four or five copper plates from several sugar men spoke before he spoke, but he was still focused on the work in his hand and said, "This master, don't you buy one?" There was no hanger just now, and the sloppy man said: "Two." ”

"Do what?"

"Mandarin ducks."

"A couple?"

"A couple." After asking and answering, the sloppy man did not bargain, and reached into his arms and took out a piece of broken silver, which made the sugar man boss look up.

"Fourth Master." The boss with a simple and smiling face hurriedly got up, but let the sloppy man he called the fourth master hold his shoulder.

"I'll be busy with you first." This time there was no previous carefulness, under the helpless eyes of a few children, the boss of the sugar man was very hasty to finish the last few pieces, very cautiously put the piece of broken silver aside, and very neatly closed the stall, and was held down by the sloppy man again.

He smiled,

"And the mandarin ducks." The sugar man boss is in a hurry.

"Do you know what the test stone means?" Looking at the sugar man boss boiling sugar, the sloppy man asked. The sugar man boss shook his hand, and the fire became a little stronger.

The sloppy man blew, and the flames died down.

"Be sweet, not bitter." The Sugar Man boss had to, and had to, be back on fire. This time, he didn't speak deliberately, watching the two sugar cakes gradually take shape, the sloppy man reached out by himself, one in each hand, and gently blew towards the mandarin duck that was still glowing with warm breath.

"It's only been three years, why can't you sit still? How much money was given to you one by one, and how did these one hundred and eight people come out? I just let you look at some newcomers, I didn't say you have the ability. "The sugar man boss is honestly scared.

"Is someone trying to fish in troubled waters or is it indiscriminate?" The sugar man boss dodged his eyes,

"I thought about correcting the name of the third young master, but those people in front of me couldn't move, so they lined up fourteen." The sloppy man sneered,

"Need you to show up here?" As he spoke, the sloppy man wrapped up the candy man and got up.

"Release the news again and pick up the list again." He stepped forward and dropped a sentence.

"The more chaotic, the better."