If it were usual, the chartered ox carts from Baima Town to Yinyang City would not exceed 300 people. Recently, the situation in Yinyang was tense, and car rentals also rose as the water rose, reaching one tael of silver.

The ox cart is designed very cleverly, about one zhang long and half a zhang high. The roof made of white oak is wrapped in felt around. When you are walking, you can sit down at the same time. When you park at night, you can set up a large tent for five or six people to rest at the same time. The owner of the ox cart is Niu, who is originally from Yinyang. A few days ago, he brought several guests to Baima Town. He couldn't get all the people on the way back until Xiao Jinyan came to him.

Lao Niu was very enthusiastic and chatted with Xiao Jinyan all the way, making him feel like a chatterbox.

According to Lao Niu, they were in this industry purely for interest. His family had a three-acre house in Yinyang City. Last year, they demolished and replenished 100,000 taels of silver. They could have lived a life as a wealthy man, but they were people who couldn't live a leisurely life. They bought a ox cart and started to attract customers. In this industry, they were purely for interest and could contact all kinds of people, such as a court official running away, and a lady in Yinyang City elopement with her lover, etc., all of them were his car.

Of course, seeing Lao Niu's outfit, Xiao Jinyan felt that he had nothing to do with the word "rich". Such hearsays can only be heard, and it's okay to treat it as a relief. Of course, Xiao Jinyan would not tell him about his own affairs, otherwise one day, it might become a story in Lao Niu's mouth. Lao Niu had a very thorough understanding of the entire Yinyang situation, from the major policies of the court, from the gossips in the lord of Yinyang's family, to the rumors in the world, even if he talked about a topic casually, Lao Niu's knowledge and knowledge made Xiao Jinyan feel his tiny and ignorance.

When it comes to food issues, I won’t be able to fight with you.

Recently, the Western Chu army has been frequent and eyeing Yinyang City, which has led to soaring grain prices. Yinyang City is a trading city, and grain is completely transported by the Central Plains. The bandits in the Yinyang Grain Road are rampant, and Lao Niu's family is almost unable to eat. Xiao Jinyan wondered if the 100,000 taels of silver was not enough to eat, so would the others starve to death? Of course, he would not make it clear.

Food cannot be transported in, and prices soar.

Things were unfortunate, but it was good news for the food team on the way.

Xiao Jinyan asked, "There is not enough food, so the government will not find a way?"

Lao Niu cursed and said, "Think of a bullshit. These officials have no other skills. They know four words as soon as they take office. To build bridges and roads, take Zhuyang Street in front of my house as an example. The road surface was aging two years ago. It was dug and repaired. Last year, it was dug and repaired again because of drainage. It was dug and repaired again. In a year, it was built in half a year. The Chishui Bridge in the city has been rebuilt twice in three years!"

"Can't it be repaired at once?"

Lao Niu sneered, "How can I make money after repairing it once? Once the bridge is built and the road is paved, I will start collecting taxes. The houses on Jinqiao and Yin Road are ruined. The prefect named Cao and the person in the city lord's mansion are simply colluding with each other and doing whatever he wants. If I were the emperor, I would have already scratched them with one knife." In the words, it seemed that he was full of resentment towards the ruling people of Yinyang City.

"We ox-driven carts can only earn a few dollars a year, which is not enough to pay taxes to the government. In the past, when we arrived in Baima Town, we could go to the casino to have a few tricks, take time to drink a glass of flower wine, and play a tooth sacrifice. Now we can only have naan bread and pickles, and life is hard! Uh..."

He grabbed the ox cart and looked at the roadside.

There is a middle-aged Confucian scholar

, waved to the ox cart.

This middle-aged man, who looks in his forties or fifties, has a white shirt, his cuffs and collar, and has been washed very cleanly.

Lao Niu felt a little embarrassed and said to Xiao Jinyan: "Brother, although you have bought this ox cart, you have three or four seats idle. You see, it's okay anyway. Why don't you let me take someone to chat on the road to relieve my boredom? First of all, I'm not saying that I'm greedy for such a little money. We are just helping others and doing good deeds every day, right?"

Xiao Jinyan nodded.

Lao Niu got off the car and talked about the price with the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar looked like a dusty look. Seeing that his outfit was not a rich person, he felt a little tired after walking for a long time. Old Niu asked for five cents of silver, but the middle-aged Confucian scholar bargained with him for a long time before agreeing to reduce it to three cents.

When a middle-aged Confucian scholar got on the ox cart, he saw Xiao Jinyan, bowed to him, sat opposite him, took out a book of "The Book of Rites" from his arms, and slowly read it.

Lao Niu asked, "Are you a scholar?"

When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw him asking, he said humbly, "I have read books for a few years before."

"Why didn't I pass the Jinshi exam?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar blushed and sighed, "I have participated in several imperial examinations and barely passed the imperial examination."

"It turns out to be Master Yu, I'm really disrespectful!" Lao Niu joked, "It's not bad for Juren. Our magistrate from Yinyang is also from Juren. Later, he paid for a donation of a tribute. Now he has become a fourth-rank official? But, brother, you are also Juren, you are doing a bit miserable."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar complained, "Who said it was not?"

Lao Niu said, "So, studying is useless. Of course, I will tell you this sentence. When I meet a prefect, I dare not mention it. Look at me, I went to a private school for a few years. My family took advantage of a few acres of land and relocated it to a hundred thousand taels of silver at once."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said solemnly, "Awesome, awesome."

"But then again, studying is a good thing, but not reading can ruin your mind. Sometimes your brain is more active and your career will be smoother." Lao Niu said, and mentioned a friend, a classmate, how to enter the career of the officialdom, how to become a high-ranking official, and then said, "You are at your age, it may not be possible to take the imperial examination. The only way out is to become an aide in a certain adult's house. If you are lucky and are appreciated and recommended by the adults, you might be able to go to a poor mountain and bad water to become a magistrate."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said, "Brother, I've received the teaching!"

Lao Niu said with a vicissitudes of life, "I just ate a few more meals and met a few more people, so I know more than you. By the way, I heard that you are from the capital, what are you doing in Yinyang City?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said, "Visit an old friend and take a look at his future son-in-law."

Lao Niu smiled and said, "Oh, I didn't see that you even married your daughter to Yinyang City. So we are still half a fellow villager!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled bitterly, "If a woman is old, she will stay."

"Hey, marry a wife, Mi Zhi Po, and a married woman, a married woman, a married woman. Our Yin Yang men can not only fight, but also fight... Oh, they love their wife. By the way, I am very familiar with Yin Yang City. I wonder which young master your daughter wants to marry?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head, "It's just an ignorant child."

Xiao Jinyan closed

When they were restless, they heard the two chatting about the customs and customs of Yinyang City. When talking about Chishui wine, the old cow was excited. "It's not that I, the old cow, bragging, the world's fine wine comes out of Yinyang, and Chishui accounts for seven percent of the drunkenness. When Yinyang comes, if you don't drink Chishui wine, it will be in vain." As he said that, he untied a wine bag from the rafters of the car, took a sip, and handed it to the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar took a sip, sucked his head, took a deep breath, his face was already red. "This tastes mellow, it should be Li Ji Aged Brew!"

Lao Niu laughed and said, "Your Excellency is really good to taste. You know that we are Li Ji Aged. There are two Li Ji Aged wines in our Yinyang City. One of them is the brother-in-law of the prefect. The wine is filled with honey. It is said that it is very popular in the capital. However, when we drink Chishui in Lao Yinyang, we buy wine from another small wine shop. The taste is good and the taste is strong. It is many times better than that of the little prince of Maotai in Beijing. Moreover, a pot only sells thirteen cents!"

When the middle-aged Confucian scholar heard this, he sighed, "It's been twenty years, but the price has not changed."

Xiao Jinyan heard the fragrance of wine, and the greedy insects moved and said with a smile, "Old cow, I'll give me a bite!"

Lao Niu gave him the wine.

Xiao Jinyan opened the wine plug in at the eighth time, sniffed it between his nose, and felt a familiar smell.

When the wine entered his stomach, Xiao Jinyan closed his mouth and took a deep breath. First, it was spicy and slightly astringent. Then, a flame was like a burning fire in his belly, and salivation was generated between his lips and teeth, and the bitterness was gone.

Xiao Jinyan remembered the wine shop of Li Qiuyi, the taste was 80% similar. I remember Li Qiuyi said that without using Chishui, the wine always felt less taste. Today I finally drank the mellow Chishui wine, which was indeed a unique taste. Xiao Jinyan had drunk countless fine wines, but in terms of their strong nature, Chishui was the only one. Xiao Jinyan took a few more breaths and said, "Good wine!"

When Lao Niu saw him drinking, he said, "Brother, I didn't expect that you also know how to drink this Chishui wine!"

Xiao Jinyan smiled, "I taught me that an old senior back then, but today is indeed the first time I'm drunk."

The middle-aged scholar also said, "Hidden Yang is such a good place!"

Lao Niu sighed, shook his head, and said, "It has changed! The world is different."

"How do you say this?"

Lao Niu said, "When the Lord of Jindao was in power, how might our Yinyang was. Even Yuwen Laogou led an army of 100,000 outside the city. As long as Lord Li stood at the top of the city, we Yinyang people would have confidence in our Yinyang. Everyone in Yinyang men asked for a fight, which scared Yuwen Laogou back without fighting. Alas, it's a pity that there is only an empty shell left in Yinyang City today, but the soul is gone."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked a little embarrassed.

Xiao Jinyan said curiously, "Why is the soul gone?"

Lao Niu was moved, "You outsiders can't understand the feelings of our Lao Yinyang for the King of Golden Swords. Over the years, the city lords have changed a few, but in our hearts, there is only one of the King of Golden Swords, which is Li Qiuyi! When Lord Li walked away with his sword, at least we still had the Golden Sword to protect the city. Last year, even the Golden Swords took the door and left. Later, news came that Lord Li had died in battle. The entire Yin Yang City wore hemp and mourned for three months, which made the current Lord angry half-death."

"Later, I heard that there was a young man named Zhao in Jiangnan who wanted to send the city lord's ashes back to Yinyang. I guess he would have arrived in the past two months. The people of our city are waiting to welcome the King of Jindao back to their hometown."
Chapter completed!