On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the fifth year of Jianji, just as Queen Zhe drove out of Luoyang, Zhou Dalang arrived in Bianzhou.

He returned with more than 300 township parties in the same county and escorted several trucks of goods.

In addition, there are a few military tickets on my body, but I went to the Youshi Department to exchange them. I came back late, so I probably had to redeem all the good silk, and there were only some miscellaneous silk left.

But even so, it is enough to make people happy.

More than 300 people are lucky people who survived and have received rewards. When they return home, they must first pull the wife back from the field, fiddle with her hard, and then take the reward to go to the market.

Change something on it.

Well, it’s time for your wife and children to change into new clothes.

The old cow at home was almost unable to pull the plow, so I went to the government office to report it, killed the meat, and found someone to tan the cow skin to see if I could wear a pair of armor. Then I bought a new cow from elsewhere and came back, and the farmland was in the field.

There is no cow to play with.

Some farm tools should be filled. Before going to the battle, the rake broke and the woman was still cutting the ground with a knife. Alas.

The eldest daughter is fifteen years old and it’s time to get married. As a father, he has to prepare some dowry and not be too shabby.

If you have some money left, buy some things and send them to your comrade who died in a foreign land.

It’s not a big deal for those who went out together, some people came back, and some people didn’t, and they were so upset.

The village warriors actually have no special thoughts. They always focus on their own small days and do not mind doing some good deeds when they have enough food and clothing. Who knows if the villagers are in trouble next time is their own family?

There is no eyebrow when you are on the sword and gun, only God knows whoever dies and lives.

Zhou Dalang sat in the tavern at the entrance of the village, looking at the gray field in the distance, and his heart was strangely calm.

To be honest, he regretted it a little. But after agreeing to General Li, he could no longer regret it, not to mention that he had already received a reward from him.

When I got home this time, I had to cook the house and then move my family to Yingzhou to live.

This is a very troublesome thing, and he is afraid of trouble.

Sorry!

The weather outside was quite cold, and the restaurant owner was wearing sweaters and told the guys to cook bean paste as soon as possible.

Bean paste is bean porridge, and after making it, it is necessary to add oil to the sacrifice.

The shop owner took a poplar branch and inserted it into the door, pointing to the southeast.

After inserting it, he was still muttering: "The Wang family Dalang is so lucky, he actually saw the Silkworm God in his dream."

"Shopkeeper, is there really a silkworm god?" Zhou Dalang asked curiously after hearing this.

"It's true!" said the shop owner mysteriously: "Wang Dalang said that the woman stood in the southeast corner of his house, saying that as long as you prepare white porridge, add meat to it, put chopsticks and sacrifice it, you can make the sericulture rich.

Not for rats.”

Zhou Dalang smiled.

He believed this thing before, but now he doesn't.

He had killed someone, and the man cursed him before he died, with fierce eyes. Several months have passed, but no evil soul has come to ask for his life. Even if he comes, he will kill him with one knife, what are you afraid of?

The way of ghosts and gods is just like this.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mutton from the pot and started chewing it.

There were some vegetable leaves floating in the pot. He asked just now and it turned out to be Dayuan alfalfa.

This species was fed by farmers and fed to livestock, but gradually some people found that people could eat it and the taste was not bad. So some farmers treated "hay" before winter and ate it as winter vegetables, which was also a scene.

Just as he was eating, the bean paste was cooked. The store brought a bowl in his hand and climbed up the second floor attic along the ladder. While eating, he muttered the words: "Climb up the high, hold him up

The rat brain, do you want to come? Wait for me, the three silkworms to grow old."

"What is the store doing?" Zhou Dalang asked.

"Train for the mouse for silkworms." The shop owner sat on the floor of the attic and said, "We are different from the west. We have always raised silkworms. Have you seen the sweaters on my body?"

"See it." Zhou Dalang smiled and said, "I have it too. The wind in the north is cold. When fighting, it is really uncomfortable to have no sweater."

"Although Bianzhou has many land, there are many people. Each household has not much land, and it is still divided into pieces and cannot be connected together. We cannot farm and farming and animal husbandry like Henan Prefecture and Ruzhou.

Oh. We bought these sweaters from the west, so we had to exchange them for silk." The shop said: "I didn't think it was like this when I didn't have a sweater before. But once I put it on, I would never take it off in winter.

It's inseparable."

The local warriors sitting together drinking soup and eating meat laughed.

Who says no? Who knows the benefits of sweaters? Whoever wears them? In the future, if you have extra money at home, you will probably have to wear them all, otherwise how can you bear it in winter?

"I have to thank the current manager for speaking." The shopkeeper said again: "When Xia soldiers entered Bian, the old man was scared to death. He was so scared that he was so scared that he trembled. He closed his doors and did not dare to go out, so he could only go through the door.

I looked out from the crack and saw if the army had passed. When the war sank, the Liang Palace changed its owner and found that it was just that. Today, I was actually a good person. Some of the furry awks arranged for him to insult the Princess Liang, so I wanted to scold him.

They love each other and have children, so I want you to make trouble? Princess Liang is also a good person, a really good person. She can enjoy happiness after following him."

"It's gone." The shop owner smiled and shook his head, and said again: "When I was not here in Bianzhou, Qin Zongquan once fought to Bajiao Town. That time, it was also very thrilling. The men and women in the country fled one after another, and they didn't want to be arrested and punished.

The King of Liang repelled it and settled it for a few years until the King of Xia came again, and fortunately it was over soon. The saint is so good that he brought us a cheap thing like sweaters, and winter is no longer difficult.

You may not have heard of how many elderly people can’t stand the frost and cold every winter. Hello, the saint, he is really saving us.”

Maybe he was excited and the store spoke a little confused, but Zhou Dalang was still a little moved when he heard it.

I heard on the road that the sweaters on Henan Road are generally lost from Heyang, Henan Prefecture, Ruzhou, Zhengzhou and other places.

Although the east-west first-class national highway has been progressing slowly, it has been built from Luoyang to the east to Bianzhou. From Luoyang to the west, it leads to Xin'an County - which happened to be the destination of Zhou Dalang and others and their home.

This national highway was majored in the saints.

It was rumored in the country that the prime minister opposed practicing this path, but the reason was that it was very expensive. However, the saint insisted and reduced the cost in the palace.

His dragon robe was in the first year of Jianji and has been worn for several years. He has been sewing and repairing, and he has never been reluctant to throw it away.

He only ate a few dishes at a meal, and all the money he saved was used to build roads.

The most outrageous rumor is that the saint dismissed thousands of beauties in a certain palace and saved money and food to build roads.

Zhou Dalang didn't know whether the rumors were true or not, but he knew that the effect of this path was too great.

Many commodities that are difficult to transport, such as pottery, coal balls, etc., can now be easily transported. The prices of such commodities in the market have dropped significantly - not only the transportation costs have dropped, because of the improvement of roads, more people are willing to

The workshop was opened to produce, which led to a drop in prices.

Without this road, the best way to transport sweaters from Henan Prefecture and Zhengzhou to Bianzhou is to take the water route. However, the water route cannot cover all places, especially many densely populated counties are far away from the Yellow River, and there is no river when the river is frozen in winter.

Transportation by law.

The saints are really doing things for the people. Compared with Li Cunxiao and others who have met in Youzhou, the difference is too big.

If Li Keyong, Li Cunxiao, and Lu Yanwei steal power in this world, apart from the martial arts, the lives of the people will be miserable. Because they only know how to ask for and do not know how to cultivate the people's strength.

The saints also collect taxes and recruit soldiers, but they first fatten the people and then collect taxes, so that people will not be unable to survive.

"Shopkeeper, if you were asked to return to the rule of King Quanzhong of Liang now, would you like?" Zhou Dalang asked suddenly with a smile.

The shop owner was startled and looked at Zhou Dalang suspiciously, saying, "What the guest said..."

"It's okay, just ask casually." Zhou Dalang waved his hand.

"Forget it." The shopkeeper was silent for a while and said, "The King of Liang has a life of life to us, but it is not as good as the King of Xia after all. In the future, let the children of King of Xia and Princess Liang inherit the throne."

The local warriors burst into laughter.

Someone scolded: "What are you thinking, old man? Empress Zhe came from a famous family in Guanxi and was very kind. When will it be Princess Liang's turn?"

"Think about good things. If Zhang succeeds, wouldn't it be that the next step would be to drive all of us, such as Guanxi, out of Zhili, Henan?"

"The queen is going to Peiping Prefecture. A weak woman from Zhang is afraid she will be shot to death by a arrow."

"Hahaha! Well killed!"

The store owner was a little angry when he heard the noise from the village heroes, so he simply stayed in the attic and couldn't get out of the attic.

Zhou Dalang listened with a smile and did not express his opinion.

In fact, in his opinion, these are all meaningless. Just a dispute over intention, can they really drive away the people of Zhili Guanxi who have lived in the second generation?

What he really cares about is this world that is getting better and better, and not be destroyed by vulgar warriors like Li Cunxiao.

If all this happened, then the restaurant where he was in this restaurant might have been tied up, tortured day and night, and squeezed out money.

The warrior rushed in in a mess and could move all the iron pots away.

No one builds roads, so prices are high.

No one knitted sweaters, and the old man died of frozen death in the thatched hut with air leakage in winter.

Even the shopkeeper himself is fifty years old, and he probably has to carry a long spear and fight in a formation - no, by that time, the warriors may not be able to use a weapon like a long spear, and they have a wooden gun

Not bad.

"Eat quickly, go home after eating." Zhou Dalang put down his chopsticks and stood up and said.

Everyone looked at him in shock. Someone teased and said, "I'm so anxious to go back and hug my wife?"

Zhou Dalang smiled and said, "I'm in a hurry to go to Yingzhou to get promoted and make a fortune."

Everyone was envious again, saying that Zhou Dalang had met a noble man. If he went to Liucheng, he would become a team leader. In a few years, he would not be allowed to get a deputy general and take charge of a battalion of troops? If he conquered the Khitan, he would still have a chance to make contributions. Oh,

, Why didn’t I think about taking a try?

Zhou Dalang didn't say much to them. He always felt that the people and things he encountered since his expedition made him feel different.
Chapter completed!