Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 347 Daily life in Chang'an ([-])

"Washing a hundred thousand pieces on the waist, riding a crane down to Yangzhou."

After paying and leaving the restaurant, Meng Fan murmured this poem for the second time. His mood was completely different from that of going to Beijing and looking at Yangzhou City in the distance under the imperial edict. It was a bit more serious.

Are you afraid that you want to tire the crane to death? !

One 锾 is a hundred words, ten 锾 is a consistent.

Six hundred guan of money already weighs more than two and a half tons.

How many tons is one hundred thousand guan?
Meng Fan practiced the Emperor's Body Training Technique, not to mention the Technique of Hutian. Even with his pure physical strength, he could carry up a hundred-meter-high mountain. And having a hundred thousand strings wrapped around his waist was completely bearable, but how to wrap it up... Truth is a big problem.

It can only be said that the ancients exaggerated.

The leader among them is undoubtedly Li Taibai, but there are hundreds of poems about drinking wine, which is not false. The alcohol content of the Tang Dynasty is not high, so it does not test the hangover function of the liver. The main thing is to have a good stomach and be able to drink ten cups of draft beer in a row.

As for the scene that is often seen in later movies and TV dramas: Young Master, when you were doing in-depth research in Pingkangfang to understand the sufferings of the people, you met a girl with a tragic life experience.

She is a literary and artistic worker who is quite accomplished in bel canto singing and dance. She also has deep attainments in tailoring, makeup, literature, poetry, heterosexual massage and other fields. She is really a versatile and heart-warming confidante.

The most rare thing is that she unfortunately fell into this situation, but she has noble moral character and an upright and rigorous life style. She is a noble white lotus that emerges from the mud and remains unstained.

However, the old madam was greedy for money and met a wicked young man full of impure thoughts. He was asked to leave the cabinet, and the one with the highest price got it.

One moment, the evil young man has thousands of copper coins, and another moment, there are hundreds of pieces of Shu brocade. The white lotus sitting next to him lowers his head and weeps. It is so touching that it makes the young master's blood boil. He vows to take the beauty home and escape from this sea of ​​suffering, so as not to wither in the dust.

Ever since, you were so cruel that I gave it my all, slapped the table with my big hand, and said proudly:
"A certain man redeemed his young lady's life with a thousand taels of silver and became a good man!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman raised her eyes and looked at your heroic figure. She lost her mind for a moment, as if she had found a real husband, and she would serve you wholeheartedly from now on.

The money-greedy bustard was also shocked, and stammered to confirm: "How much is the gentleman paying!"

"A certain person has a tattoo of one thousand taels of silver!"

His voice was extremely proud, and his eyes looked sternly at a bunch of local chickens and dogs. The evil young man was also shocked and did not dare to speak at all.

Immediately afterwards, the madam looked at Bai Lianhua. Bai Lianhua looked back at the madam, curled her lips, took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and began to wipe her tears. The former understood instantly, and gave the order to expel the guests with a livid face:
"The country's laws are very strict, and a humble household cannot bear the kindness of a nobleman. Please be kind to me, sir, but I won't send you far away."

It's still luck.

If you have a bad temper, you will be ordered to have the nursing staff pick you up by the neck and kick you out.

Or, call the bad guys who patrol the streets to catch you and take you to the government to get a slap on the wrist and carefully review the case.

Because the silver in the Tang Dynasty was not a liquid currency, it was concentrated in the palace and cast into various utensils. Some of it was kept for personal use, and the rest was given to ministers.

Using tattooed silver to ransom a young lady in a brothel?
There are only three possible sources of silver.

The emperor bestowed upon your family a royal grace, with the time, place of production, source, name of the craftsman, and handler, all engraved on it. You can tell the whole story by just checking it, but you actually took it to Pingkangfang to save the little lady?

It really brings shame to the emperor and his family!
The second type is the filial piety "sent" to the house by the local officials in the silver-producing area. Are you so lavish and flamboyant? Is it because you are afraid that your father will go to jail too late to eat?

In the end, he robbed the convoys of various states to pay taxes and tribute, the caravans of Hu merchants from the Western Regions, or raided the government warehouses in the middle of the night, stole the court's banknotes, and came to Pingkangfang in a hurry to sell the stolen goods, so he was so generous!

But the magic is that while silver is not in circulation, gold is very popular.

All the officials have close confidantes in Pingkangfang. They usually give them some gold collars and cakes, or ask craftsmen to make gold and silver jewelry, such as gold hairpins and silver combs. This is no problem at all.

Not only that, don’t carry a few pounds of copper coins on your back when you go to play in the future. The girl will let you eat, drink and have fun for free.

Shangguan Wan'er was a very wealthy person, not to mention Taiping. She disliked the tackiness of silver-collared gold cakes, so she directly asked the royal craftsmen in the palace to make them into delicate leaves.

delicate.

nice.Exquisite.

valuable.

Don't blame those bald donkeys for being hot-eyed.

If we look at the wealthy people of Chang'an from the perspective of future generations, they are really rich and wealthy. They go out to spend money, followed by a row of open-top ox carts, carrying Yuan Tongbao to the West Market.

Meng Fan was lucky enough to see it again.

Three bullock carts were loaded with money, and were surrounded by strong, sword-wielding servants. The most conspicuous thing was the middle-aged man in the front, with a Kunlun slave standing on each side of the pot-bellied middle-aged man.

This kind of slave is dark-skinned. After undergoing a process called [castration], or [castration], his value immediately begins to rise. He has to buy it with gold. He is the most loyal guard of the master.

In the world of the Republic of China, Meng Fan chatted with Qiu Sheng. After hearing this, he and Wen Cai suddenly became particularly interested in Africa and thought of a plan to make a fortune.

"Lang Jun, do you think Hu Ji is pretty?"

Li Lingyue asked.

Jealousy can be smelled from a distance.

Unknowingly, the three of them arrived at the West Market, one of the only two most famous business districts in Chang'an City.

Meng Fan turned his attention away from the rich man's motorcade and found a bearded woman with a tall nose and deep eyes not far away. She had a slender waist and a hot appearance, which vividly explained what exotic style was.

According to a colleague, the eyes are deep but the Xiangjiang River is watery, so it's good to change the taste once in a while.

Ahem...the price is also cheap.

Usually they work in restaurants, with people around them like the moon, and bright wrists covered with frost and snow. Because Orchid's fair skin can satisfy some fantasy of literati and poets, they also work as overnight companions.

Shangguan Wan'er also looked at Meng Fan with curious eyes. There were countless beautiful maids in the forbidden palace who felt sad and secretly cherished her. It turned out that he seemed to have practiced the way of forgetting love.

The princess was of noble birth, and it was foreseeable that she would definitely compete with the Queen of Heaven for beauty when she grew up, but Meng Fan always maintained a sense of proportion and never exceeded the rules.

A ball of fire meets an icy lake?
Or, as Taiping said, he likes exotic orchids.

"Poor Dao..."

Meng Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was clearly attracted by the style of a local tycoon in Chang'an, but he ended up suffering from such a misunderstanding. He was in a dilemma whether he could explain it or not.

In the end, there was still no explanation. He shook his head helplessly and led Li Lingyue and Shangguan Wan'er, two girls who were more delicate than flowers, to continue wandering around the West Market.

Women are keen on shopping.

Common to both ancient and modern times.

All kinds of rouge and gouache, buy, buy, buy!

Persian Luozidai comes from the far western regions. It is a mutation of conch shells in the sea. It is a rare thrush that women all over the world dream of. One piece costs ten gold.

An official named Lu, who was taking advantage of the break to go shopping with his wife, shook his head and sighed with Meng Fan:

"The women in our imperial capital Chang'an really know how to spend money."

No matter how expensive it is, you still have to buy it, otherwise your home will be unstable.

Meng Fan didn't care about money, he never lacked it, so he bought two pills for Li Lingyue, and asked about Shangguan Wan'er, but she shook her head, as if she didn't like the stains of pink and white, and always looked up to the sky.

Not long after, I bought a bunch of spices, as well as Sichuan brocade and Jiangnan fabrics. When I asked her the reason for buying these, she was still mysterious and refused to tell her.

(End of this chapter)