Chapter 5 Yangzhou

The next day, it was not dawn. Last night's food supplement plus a night's rest, regardless of the body's recovery. At least my spirits are much better. Huang Yi rummaged through the entire earthen house and found two taels of silver and some copper coins inside. This should be the income from the sale of the land, and the two elders are reluctant to eat or flower. There was only a small amount of silver left. Huang Yi didn't have time to hesitate, grabbed the silver and went to find the post station outside the village.

When I first arrived at the station, it was probably too early and there was no one. I saw a middle-aged man in his forties greet him: "This young master, he looks very good." It's not like a local, is it?

Huang Yi knew that his military uniform was not suitable for wearing in this era, so he changed into the old man's clothes before going out. Although the old man was not as tall as Huang Yi, he was poor. It's said to be clothes, but it's actually like a shroud. A rough linen cloth was wrapped around his body, but he couldn't see the length of it. Although he was dressed simply, Huang Yi was full of momentum. The owner of the post station saw that there were many people, and his eyesight was naturally not bad, so he stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, I'm going to Yangzhou. How much does the fastest carriage cost?" Huang Yi asked directly.

"From our Yuhang to Yangzhou, we need to pass through Jiangdu County. Although it is not considered to cross half of Jiangdu County, it will take at least half a day to make a trip in the past. And this speed is the fastest and most authentic yellow and brown horse in our station, and two hundred lines are indispensable. If you are not in a hurry, I suggest you choose an ordinary carriage, which only needs a hundred lines. "The boss is like a good businessman. But everyone knows that it is impossible for a good merchant to open such a big post here.

The surrounding villages of Yuhang County include Cuishan Village, Cuishan Port, the connected Jiangdu County, Xuancheng County, etc., and there is only one such post station. Just because Cuishan Port is a seaside area, there are many merchants coming and going. Only then will such a post station be established between Cuishan Port and Cuishan Village. This boss has eyesight, not to see how great Huang Yi is. However, he saw a little. Before dawn, Huang Yi came in a hurry, and he must be in a hurry. In this case, the fastest carriage will definitely be chosen. And he said it casually, but he can win favor, why not?

Sure enough, Huang Yi paid two hundred copper coins. And urged the coachman to hurry to Yangzhou City.

Half a day later, the carriage drove into Yangzhou City. Stopped not far from the inner city gate. Although Huang Yi's previous injuries were serious, they were only flesh and skin injuries. After a few days of recuperation, as long as you don't want to fight like before. The body looks like a normal person. And the fist he received the day before was nothing to Huang Yi.

Huang Yi tidied up his burlap clothes to make himself look more reliable. Although he has never worked outside the home, he also has a boss whose name is the Chinese government. He understands one thing, you are only more useful if your boss thinks you are reliable. Useless people can only get out. Only those who are useful can be raised and promoted.

Yangzhou City is listed as one of the most important thousand-year-old capitals in China. Many generations of emperors have made this the capital, which is naturally extraordinary. Even now, a thousand years ago, when Huang Yi stood on the carriage and saw this prosperous scene, he sighed from the bottom of his heart! No matter how chaotic the war was outside, there was always peace at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Standing in the middle of the road, Huang Yi didn't know where to go. Looking back, there was only a tall city wall, and the city gate was more than ten meters high, and the width was enough for three or two carriages to enter and exit at the same time. The streets are also quite large. The main thing is that a plaque lies horizontally on the two city gates. It was four big characters written in regular letters, and it happened that Huang Yi knew it. Those four words are "unparalleled in the world".

Huang Yi turned his head and thought to himself. It's not a loss, it's the feet of the Son of Heaven, it's really domineering. Turning around, Huang Yi walked forward. He's looking for a target, whether it's a person or a building. It has to be a good grade, so that he can find a way to make money by letting people see his strengths.

I don't know if it's the wrong place to get off the bus, but the roadside is full of small vendors selling meat, vegetables and medicines. There are also money banks, tailor shops, weapons shops and restaurants, and even pet shops. It's just that none of these can make Huang Yi earn enough ten taels of silver in a short period of time.

Huang Yi gave up his plan to move forward, after all, nothing in the market can make you earn 40,000 yuan in two or three days. Huang Yi turned around and walked towards the opposite street.

The buildings in Yangzhou City are distinct, and several rivers shuttle between them. Soon Huang Yi crossed a small bridge and came to the storytelling shop. Seeing everyone shouting and cheering around a table, I thought to myself, should I also learn from him to tell stories here? After all, from more than a thousand years later, what kind of Condor Heroes, Tianlong Babu, just flickering and flickering should be able to make money. Just glanced at the small copper coins in the bowl in front of the storyteller, and walked away stupidly.

Walking forward again, I encountered a hotel, but Huang Yi didn't go in. Since coming to the Tang Dynasty, Huang Yi has been very resistant to these officials. Directly bypassed, onto another small bridge.

Huang Yi's heart was a little blocked. Yangzhou City is so big that it took nearly three or four hours to make a slight detour of a few streets. I think it's almost time for dinner.

Huangtian lived up to his wishes, and not long after crossing the small bridge, Huang Yi finally found the target. "Yangzhou Martial Arts Hall"

Under the plaque, there is a large iron gate two people high, the gate is made of mahogany buildings on both sides, and inside the gate is a large playground. This not only reminds Huang Yi of the school gate of Peking University, it is very similar. A building behind the playground blocked the view, and shouting could be faintly heard from behind the building. Huang Yi guessed that there should be a martial arts arena over there.

Looking at the front yard, there are not many people in the playground. Only a few people came to a table to apply for the martial arts hall. Huang Yi set his eyes on another table where no one was around. It turned out that there was a piece of paper pasted in front of the desk, which said, Recruit the head of the teacher. No wonder there was only one middle-aged man sitting there recruiting, but no one went. During the Sui and Tang dynasties, the people were fierce and good at force. Basically, some capable people disdain to be the head of the sect, and those who are incapable are impossible to accept in the martial arts hall.

So in the end, he opened a martial arts hall by himself and accepted a few personal disciples. Recruit students and let them teach, otherwise how can some martial arts halls have not been open for a few years, and some students will have to teach the master of the hall? Where are so many masters?

But there was no one, but it was exactly what Huang Yi wanted, and he wanted to go in and try it. Martial arts is his specialty, after all, he knows everything from eighteen weapons. It's not bad, if not proficient.

Huang Yi came to the table and saluted first. Then he asked, "Excuse me, are you short of coaches here?"

The man glanced at Huang Yi: "Coach?" as if he suddenly came back to his senses: "The coach should be the head coach of the martial arts hall." ”