Into Unscientific

  Chapter 113 Bianjing Shengjing

   Speaking of talented women in Chinese history, three names may pop up in many people's minds:

  Xie Daoyun, Lin Huiyin, and .

  Li Qingzhao.

  Whether it is [flowers drift away and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of worry. There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the brow, but our hearts】.

   It's still【Things are people, things are not things, nothing is right, tears flow first when you want to speak】.

   Or [Life is a hero, death is a ghost].

  These words and sentences are highly sung in later generations. Even if you are just a social boy who has graduated from high school for many years, if you think about it carefully, let alone recite the full text, you can at least read a few sentences vaguely. . .

Of course.

  As a science student, Xu Yun's knowledge of Xiao Li is almost limited to this.

  The other thing is that this girl is named Yi An Jushi, her husband is Zhao Mingcheng, and she made a show of abandoning the city.

  Later, Xiao Li married another cheater named Zhang Ruzhou, and made the first wife anti-corruption report in history.

  As for Xiao Li's age, whether he is married to Zhao Mingcheng, and when he died, Xu Yun didn't know anything about it.

  However, Xu Yun had followed a Song Dynasty novel at the beginning, so he vaguely remembered that Xiao Li's father, Lao Li, seemed to be dismissed from office within two years after Su Shi's death, when Xiao Li was still in his twenties.

   Then based on this estimate, Xiao Li is estimated to be only ten years old now?

  That is really a young girl

Of course.

  The above sentence was just a sigh, Xu Yun didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about this girl just because of Li Qingzhao's name.

   Not to mention that he will disappear in the future, even if he can stay in this era forever, can Xiao Li fall in love with him?

   After all, this girl is a talented woman, and she will be a young literary and artistic woman in future generations. It is impossible to touch her heart without some ink in her stomach.

  Xu Yun's level of research on poetry is also higher than Jia Qianqian's. Although he has many works that can be "plagiarized", writing poetry and lyrics these days is very complicated.

  Antagonism, word meaning, word card, chant object, these are actually very random and rigid requirements.

  Maybe due to bad luck, Xu Yun can happen to bump into it once or twice, but if there are too many times, he will definitely show his feet.

  You asked Xu Yun to recite "the Guo family in the ditch has a private wife, and the husband must marry her when she gets married." It's okay to say, but if you want to use that thing to pick up girls, he doesn't have the ability, and he is too panicked to respond.

  Women, how can it be fun to discuss the mysteries of the world with Lao Su?

all in all.

  Holding such a heart of "admiring" historical celebrities, Xu Yun set off with Yong Zhu and others.

  During the Song Dynasty, Bianjing was known as the most prosperous city in history with a population of one million.

   But actually.

  The million here includes the ten chambers around Bianjing, which are similar to satellite cities.

  The population of the entire Bianjing urban area is about 500,000, which is less than that of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

   But despite the fact that this number seems small, in ancient societies, this was almost one of the peak populations.

  There are not too many high-rise buildings in Bianjing right now, and the tallest in the city is the famous Fanlou.

  At that time, Wang Anshi could "overlook Bianjing" from the top of the fifth floor of Fanlou. It can be seen that the main buildings of Bianjing are low and small buildings.

  However, in stark contrast to these low-rise building complexes, it is the extremely bustling city life in Bianjing.

   Mentioned earlier.

  Song people in this era are basically not used to firing in the morning. The rich families hand over their servants to buy morning snacks, while ordinary civilians like to go to the street to find a small stall to eat their stomachs.

   Therefore, in Bianjing at this time, almost the streets and alleys are filled with morning hawkers.

   "The new wine is here, the new wine is here!"

   "Here is Koushu drink, guests can sit down and have a rest, a big bowl for a penny!"

   "Mutton fire, the best mutton fire, six yuan a piece, two for eleven yuan!"

   "Fried jelly, does anyone want fried jelly? It only costs five cents a piece!"

  Prices in the Northern Song Dynasty have always been a very controversial and interesting topic in later generations, because as the time of the Song Dynasty changed, the purchasing power of the same currency was completely different.

  How big is this fluctuation?

  It is also a penny, and the difference between the low value and the peak value of purchasing power is 50 times!

  However, a large part of the reason for this situation can be attributed to the Jingkang incident. In the current 1100 years, although the purchasing power of copper coins has shrunk compared to the early Song Dynasty, it is also within a relatively normal range.

  Readers who have gone to elementary school should know a formula:

  One consistent copper coin = one thousand Wen.

  At the beginning, Zhang San once told Xu Yun that his salary was four pennies per month, which was four thousand cash when converted into copper coins.

  The wages of other servants in the house are three guan, which is three thousand Wen.

   Therefore, the price level in Bianjing at this time is almost similar to that of ordinary local prefecture-level cities around 2008-the monthly salary is generally 3,000 yuan, 6 yuan for a meat bun, and 5 yuan for a bowl of fried noodles.

  The salary of a servant like Zhang San is almost 4,000 yuan, which is about the same as that of a civil servant.

  However, there are mothers and elder sisters in the family who need subsidies to support them, so the money is relatively not so loose.

Of course.

  This is just a very, very simple analogy, and it certainly cannot be converted in this way.

   After all, the productivity of each era is different, and the cheap salt that will die in later generations is comparable to meat in ancient times.

   By the way.

   At this time, the salary of the prime minister is now about 3.6 million Huaxia coins.

  The line of sight returns to reality.

   In addition to the bustling food stalls, there are also a large number of other vendors on the street at this time:

  For example, those who play tricks, tell fortunes, carry poles and other goods, sell raw medicinal materials, etc.

  Looking at the luxuriant and ancient picture in front of him, Xu Yun couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

  In fact, it is not that he has not seen more lively occasions in later generations:

  A few years ago, he went to the Bund of Shanghai during the National Day, and the scene was much more lively than Bianjing.

   It is said that millions of people gathered on the Bund a few kilometers away at the same time.

  But it is different from the noise of cars in Shanghai or in later generations.

  The Bianjing city right now is filled with an atmosphere unique to ancient China.

  Scholars in green shirts, civilians in common clothes, old men in fine clothes, women in colorful decorations.

   During the exchange of all kinds of ancient Chinese ancestors, Xu Yun was shocked and baptized in blood and spirit.

  This is his first real contact with Bianjing and this era.

  It was the first time to witness what is called .

  The most prosperous era.

   Afterwards, everyone walked for a while like this. Seeing the sun gradually rising, Xu Yun and others began to sweat unconsciously.

   When passing by a stall, Xu Yun suddenly rolled his eyes:

   "Brother Yong Zhu, the weather is hot right now, and we still have plenty of time.

   Why don't you treat me to my little brother, let's rest in the store and have a cup of sour plum soup. "

  The distance between the Li Mansion and the Su Manor is more than ten miles. Including the consumption of verification books, Lao Su specially gave them three hours to handle affairs, so the time is indeed sufficient.

  As for the money for the treat.

  Although Xu Yun hasn't received his 'salary' yet, he brought some fine gold and silver with him when he crossed.

   If you insist on converting, it is almost enough to make Zhang Sanqiuba's profit.

  At that time, Old Su generously returned the gold and silver to him, so Xu Yun was very confident in inviting guests.

  The leader Yongzhu heard the words and stood still, looked up at the sky, and said with some emotion:

   "Forget it, let's just rest for a while, Wang Mazi, it's your expense."

   "Hey, what's the cost? It's only a matter of a few pennies."

  Xu Yun walked into the shop while smiling, and said to the boss:

   "Shopkeeper, please bring me four bowls of sour plum soup!"

  The owner of the soup shop is a dark and thin old man. Hearing this, he hurriedly greeted him:

   "Okay, please come to the guest shop!"

   Another moment passed.

  The old man came up with a wooden tray in his hand, and there were four bowls of sour plum soup on the tray, which were placed in front of the four of them one by one.

  Xu Yun's act of treating guests is half for the purpose of building relationships, and the other half is because he is really thirsty.

   So when he saw the sour plum soup on the table, he quickly picked up the earthenware bowl and Gulu took a big gulp.

  The fruity taste of sour plum exploded in the mouth, and what came with it was a while.

  Icy feeling.

   Exactly.

  The sour plum soup is iced!

Note:

  In order to avoid being talked about hydrology, let me first talk about this chapter and all the plots including the self-priming pump in front of it. (Okay, it’s already a spoiler)

  In short, if the readers find something useless after the dungeon is over, you can slap me and ask me to refund the money.

   Let’s start with this one today. Grandma transferred to another hospital early in the morning and is packing the family’s luggage.

   Thanks to everyone’s reminder yesterday, the family turned their goal to a homestay, and the price is indeed much cheaper.

   Guaranteed to resume normal updates tomorrow, this is the first time I have asked for leave since the book was published!

   Then py a book, "Extraordinary Starts from Tearing Up the Script", which is blazing cold and bright, has already become a master, Mr. Riwan

  (end of this chapter)