At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Qiao Junlin, who was in Chang'an City, received two pairs of boots from Luo Yong to ask someone to send him. One pair was for Qiao Junlin and the other pair was for Du Xi.

Many people in Chang'an have heard of these rubber-soled leather boots now. The emperor's moves this time are really big. The well-informed gentry members can know the whole story with just a little inquiry.

Secondly, General Youwuhou wore his leather boots all day long, and it was hard for everyone to see them. The ministers and officials in the same department as him, even watch them every day. How long has it been? I have never seen him change his shoes once.

"It is said that I can't buy these boots even if I want to." Hou Lin held his nephew's boots and couldn't let it go.

Luo Sanlang from Xipo Village is also a strange thing. I heard that many people have traveled thousands of miles to buy boots for him recently. But he didn't buy it. He wanted to make a pair of his disciples first, which made many people dissatisfied. A few days ago, there were more rumors about him in Chang'an City.

However, this situation did not last long this time. It is said that there were those who were mean and randomly arranged to make fun of Luo Sanlang in the street tavern. As a result, they were taught a lesson by Mr. Zheng who happened to pass by. In front of the people all over the street, they were so embarrassed that the boys were so embarrassed.

The Minister Zheng was born in the Zheng family of Xingyang. The Zheng family of Xingyang is the best among the current gentry. The Minister Zheng also has a great status in the clan. Who would have expected that this time he would stand up to speak for Luo Sanlang.

Originally, among these gentry, not everyone hated Luo Sanlang very much, and there were many people who had a good impression of him or even admired him very much. However, some of the things Luo Yong did hurt the interests of the entire gentry group, so when someone stood up to oppose and boycott him, the others naturally had no big opinions.

This time, Mr. Zheng stood up because the words and deeds of the young people were really depressed, which seriously lost the face of the entire aristocratic group, making it impossible for those who wanted to endure it.

Then after Mr. Zheng, many people came out to help Luo Yong speak one after another, and some of them were famous and status.

Since Tang Jian brought back the vertical calculation method from Nalishi County a few days ago, the reputation of Luo Sanlang in Chang'an City has somewhat different from the past.

This principle is actually very simple. Last time, Luo used papermaking to turn the papermaking technology that was originally unique to the aristocratic family into a major product. Of course, the aristocratic people were very unhappy.

This time, Luo Yong developed this vertical calculation method, turning the unspeakable secret method that originally belonged to the Hu Shang into a major road product. These gentry people also gained knowledge, which brought a lot of convenience in life.

Especially in terms of property in various families and governments, in the past, only those professional accountants could understand the accounts. Some of them were so stupid that they didn't know how much they had to be greedy. Now, after this vertical calculation method is released, everyone can count the accounts. It is not as easy to fool as before. It is naturally more difficult to make a fuss about the accounts than in the past.

First, there is the method of burning dirt and the vertical calculation method. In the winter, every household is still using the kang that was originally transmitted from Xipo Village.

Just like that, you are so embarrassed to say that Luo Sanlang is so shameless on the street. No wonder that Zheng Shilang can't listen anymore.

"You are lucky to have such a good friend." Hou Lin sighed and reached out and handed the boots back to his nephew's hand.

"..." Qiao Junlin took the boots handed over by his uncle, held them in his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at them. For a moment, he didn't know what it felt like in his heart.

He and Luo Yong should also be friends, right?

At the earliest times, the reason why I went to his house was the craft of making tofu. The stepmother at home could not tolerate him, and the father he always regarded as a relying on was not as important as he expected.

At that time, he was sent to the countryside by his family, and he felt like he was driven out of that family by them. He had no idea where his future life would go, so he wanted to learn the craft of making tofu, and he would not starve to death in the future. Soon after, the incident happened to Azhi again...

Luo Yong saw all his embarrassing and down-and-out appearances. His insignificance and powerlessness, Luo Yong had seen everything that Qiao Junlin tried hard to hide and overcome.

This is not what he wants. When we meet again in the future, Qiao Junlin hopes that he has become a better person. He hopes that he can stand in front of Luo Yong with a mature and confident image, so that he knows that he is no longer the embarrassed child in the past.

"I'll go to Du Mansion." Qiao Junlin said to his uncle.

"Go and come back soon." Hou Lin waved his hand. In his opinion, his nephew is really lucky, with Luo Yong's help, and being able to make friends with people like Du Shiwu. He is also a diligent and uplifting person. His future achievements must be above his uncle, or he can stand out. It is unknown.

Qiao Junlin went out with Du Xi's boots and saw many farmers selling cashmere with baskets on both sides of the street outside.

Since the beginning of winter this year, there have been many people killing sheep inside and outside Chang'an City, mainly for the cashmere that has just grown on the goats. The price of mutton dropped a lot in that time. Azhi has bought it several times and Qiao Junlin has also eaten a lot.

Recently, most of the farmers who sell wool in the city are outside the city. They kill the sheep themselves, scrape off the wool and cashmere, and then sell the wool to make mats with others. The price is very low, and the price of cashmere is much higher, and many wealthy merchants are willing to buy it.

If the ordinary Xiaofu Family looks at the right price, they will also collect some cashmere. After saving too much, they can exchange cashmere sweaters and pants with merchants from Xipo Village. If a set of cashmere sweaters weighs two pounds, they have to exchange three pounds of cashmere.

At this time, in a small workshop in the south of the city.

"Hey, your kid is very fast and you have picked it up cleanly. OK, go and get two cooked cakes." A tall and fierce young man carefully checked the goods handed over by the child opposite him. Seeing that he was doing better than most people, he praised him.

"Oh." The thin child opposite him responded with a furry like a monkey, and went to the pancake.

Looking at them, there are still many people in their workshop, most of them are half-aged children and a few women.

There are several workshops like this in Chang'an City now. In almost every shop where ordinary people live, there are ones that help people sort wool. The owner of the workshop takes over the business from the wealthy merchants and families, and then finds some women and children to work, and then earns some price difference from the middle.

Most of these workshops are calculated based on how much they do, but they refuse to ask people to take them home for their work, for fear of being misled by cashmere.

Especially for their workshop, we cannot ask people to take things home. The owner of this workshop was originally a gangster. He has made some progress over the years and has at least mixed himself into a kind of protection fee collection. It is not a kind of coercion, inducement, extortion, but a neighbor voluntarily gives them some rice, flour, money and food, and when things happen, he asks them to stand out.

Now most of the children in this workshop are not clean and they are caught by him. To be blunt, they used to steal.

Usually, the workshop owner is snatching the thief. If the other party is an adult with hands and feet, he will definitely be beaten to death. If he doesn't fear such a person, he will not stop the block they are covering.

But if you catch the child, sometimes there is nothing you can do, unless you can be cruel and kill all these children, otherwise this matter will be unruly and they have no food to eat. What do you think?

So the workshop owner was the most annoying to these children who were stealing things in the past, so he grabbed them and threw them out. He had to run back in a few days. Sometimes he met some shameless people and wanted to eat from him.

He was also soft-hearted and gave it to him once or twice, but there was no way. Who told him to come here when he was a child? As a result, half of the little beggars and thieves in Chang'an City knew about him now, and he would treat him as a sucker if he had nothing to do.

He was almost out of the way, and he was so annoyed by these children that he was so poor that he wanted to use his pants. As a result, he had a flash of inspiration. However, he came up with such a way to create a workshop to help people pick up wool, and asked these children to come to work. If they don’t work and want to have a free meal, they will throw them out.

Although he has been on the street since he was a child, he is very righteous and trustworthy. Over the years, he has made many friends and it is not difficult to take on some wool picking business.

"Xing Er, have I picked up all my wool?" At this time, a merchant with a round belly wrapped in fur came over to pick up the goods.

"No, don't you mean you want it after the genius?" Xing Er held a bamboo stick in his mouth, and was recording something on a small blackboard in his hand. He could still recognize it after careful reading. He wrote some Arabic numerals.

"A friend brought a batch of goods back from Shizhou. I asked him to keep it for me first. He would send the cashmere to him before dinner, otherwise he would have to exchange it for someone else." The fat man said anxiously.

"Did you hear it? I'll drive out this batch of goods before dinner, and I'll ask Fat Qiyi to buy you a mutton pancake." Xing Er's words immediately caused the group of kids to scream.

"I'll call Ah Mei for help." A ghost spirit wanted to bring his family with him to eat.

"Okay, your sister is only four years old. Don't think about it for me, work quickly." These little kids are too greedy. There are so many people in the workshop now, one mutton cake, which is enough for the fat seven to feel distressed for a while. If he hadn't been anxious to ask for goods now, it would be strange if he could get out of this blood.

It was really cold in the middle of winter, and the conditions of the workshop were very simple. Xing Er was just a person who had not accumulated. Now, for the sake of lighting, he simply gave up the sealed earthen house. He built a straw shed with air leakage on all sides on an open space behind his house. The little guys were working in the shed.

These little kids were all snot and their hands were not slow. The other women were mostly poor neighbors in the nearby area. When they heard that there was a mutton pancake, their hands could not help but speed up a little...

Although this Chang'an City is prosperous, there are also many poor people living in it.
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