The monster blocking the road is very particular, and actually set up a small wooden pavilion and made a raised pole.

It's almost like a toll booth.

"Oh~ This is the document sent to us by the Ministry of Industry, allowing us to charge at the Handan toll station." It was a rabbit spirit who spoke, and he held a document with red eyes, and said to Zuo Qianhu. It seems that he is not afraid that Zuo Qianhu is a brocade guard.

Next to him there is also a wild boar essence, a pangolin essence.

Zuo Qianhu took this document with a blank face, and it was written on the document that a nest of mountain demons in the south of Handan was allowed to establish a toll station, charging five taels of silver each time for thirty years.

Finally, there should be a big seal of the Ministry of Industry.

"This official, when the Jingluo Railway was being repaired, from us, someone from the Ministry of Engineering asked us if we were willing to work. Including food, shelter, and wages. Naturally, we do! However, after a few months of work, the railway was completed, and the Ministry of Industry did not pay us wages, but asked us to collect tolls to deduct them. ”

"We also need cash, but the Ministry of Industry doesn't have it."

"Our local demon abides by the law, and his arm can't reach the thigh of the Ministry of Works, so it's just like this."

"Official, you said this money, should we take it?"

The rabbit spirit was clear, and he explained things clearly with red eyes.

Zuo Qianhu really doesn't know what to say, these officials and masters of the court have a lot of routines, and the monsters are all fooling around to do coolies.

After finishing the work, they didn't extinguish their mouths and let them collect tolls, so it can only be said that the Ministry of Industry still has discipline.

"Since there is a document from the Ministry of Industry, this money really has to be collected, and it should also be paid on the railway." Zuo Qianhu nodded and said, he has seen all kinds of monsters slaying demons. Extremely vicious, murderous people have seen it. Cowardly as a mouse, I have also seen those who just want to live their own lives.

It's the first time I've seen someone work for the Ministry of Industry like this.

Why didn't you see you when you came? Oh~ When I came, it wasn't this route.

But they took too much. Five taels of silver at a time. The conductor went and called the conductor over, and the conductor said, "There are still a few monsters charging in the back, and they are all the same, I can't stand it!" ”

What's more, how many monsters have been fooled by the Ministry of Industry in repairing the railway!

"You have bad intentions and lie to me that monsters are blocking the way. For that alone, I can kill you! Don't know what to do! Zuo Qianhu was taken advantage of, and he was not a person without temper, he shouted at the conductor, and then returned to the train.

He wasn't going to kill the conductor for such a trivial matter.

"Oops~ this ...... Well, that's it. The conductor also complained in his heart, he heard that this Zuo Qianhu loved to kill demons and demons, and wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and let him kill this group of monsters blocking the road.

The boss of the Ministry of Industry is too, and the monsters are also cut down to the roots, isn't it to make trouble for them on the railway if they stay?

How much money did you make back and forth!

The railway in Daming also belongs to the Ministry of Industry, but it is a different subordinate department under the Ministry of Industry.

This is the end of the farce. Tang Ying and a few people also sighed, and the people in this Ministry of Engineering were also flexible, first empty-glove monsters, and then blank checks, and they were able to repair the railway.

The conductor paid the money, and the train continued to depart for the capital. In the evening, the conductor specially asked people to arrange a few side dishes, and took the wine to Zuo Qianhu to make amends.

There was nothing to do all the way, and after dawn, we arrived in the capital.

I have to say that with the train, it is indeed a lot more convenient.

The station is in the east of the city outside the capital, and you can get off the train to the city wall of Beijing. The walls of Beijing in the Ming Dynasty were thick, and around the towering walls, there were one factory after another emitting black smoke. The factory is surrounded by dilapidated grass and mud houses.

Coupled with the muddy and dirty roads, it has a very slum feel.

Or rather, slums.

When you enter Nancheng from Quang Ninh Gate, you will feel a world completely different from the outside.

Clean and tidy streets, cement paved floors, can be pressed by all kinds of steam trucks. On both sides of the road, there are various shop signs accompanied by steam boilers. What Ding Yi, ceramics, calligraphy and painting, money shops, dim sum, pharmacies, cloth shops, etc.

The streets are bustling with pedestrians, some picking up goods and haggling, others chatting and lounging, while itinerant hawkers with their shoulders chase the tourists to sell their goods.

There is also a street performer, and there is a female artist in a pink dress in the east, holding a three-stringed string in her hand, playing and singing a pop song. To the west, there is a male artist, holding a drum in one hand and playing a board in the other, rapping a legendary story.

The smell of fireworks came along with the sound of selling, which made Tang Yang and the three of them dizzy.

It's an experience they've never had before, and what they're seeing is a real world.

Zuo Qianhu looked calm, for him, this is all taken for granted.

Zhang Zichen also saw strange people selling alpacas with feathered crowns. There is also Ah San, who is wrapped in a turban, selling lions and elephants.

It's not that they're selling, it's that someone is asking, how to raise this thing, and whether it's easy to raise.

The capital is divided into an outer city and an inner city, with the outer city in the south and the inner city in the north. In the middle of the inner city is the imperial city, and Zuo Qianhu, as a brocade guard, naturally lives in the inner city. He has a big yard and a family at home.

Along the way, Tang Ying saw many temples and Taoist temples, quite a "inside and outside the capital, the stars of the Lie Chas, the dome temple is blue, and there is a taste".

In general, there are more Taoist temples than temples. There is no way, Jiajing advocates Taoism.

Tang Yang and several people rejected Zuo Qianhu's kindness and lived in a nearby temple. There is only one inn in the main inner city, and it is all full.

These small temples, in addition to the main business of incense, are mainly to provide side rooms to accept pilgrims for overnight stays.

In other words, a kind of inn.

Food and accommodation naturally cost money, and the price is expensive.

After all, those who can call up and bring you food are all high-ranking monks.

This must not add money?

Although it is eaten as a vegetarian dish, it can wash away sins.

This must not add money?

No money? Why are you coming to the temple if you don't have money?

The temple where Tang Ying and his family lived was very small, called Shanzhai Temple, that is, four or five side rooms.

The hot pot they ate for dinner, this hot pot tasted so big, and there was meat, naturally some monks came to ask.

The mouth is full of disrespect for the Buddha, disrespect for the law, and the temple is a place with clear rules, how can it be so so......

Then, Tang Ying added money.

A bar of gold.

"Donor, aren't you embarrassed little monk?"

Two ingots of gold.

"Donor, if you really want to eat, it's better to go to the backyard to eat, there is no one there."

Three ingots of gold.

"Donor, you are a person who understands the Dharma."

Five ingots of gold.

"It is a great blessing to see the Bodhisattva today. Bodhisattva, please take care of yourself. ”

If money can solve the problem, it is not a problem! Tang Ying's operation made several people stir up the hot pot without any scruples, and the aroma of the hot pot wafted to the temple, causing the monks to swallow their saliva one after another.

With a "crunch", another side room opened, and a kind old monk came out of it.

He looked at the fragrant hot pot and said, "The old monk is fortunate to have a piece of the pie?" ”

Guess who this bald donkey is?

(End of chapter)