Chapter Seventy-One: Luoyang Gradient Changes
Bang!
The guardrail of the building broke in response, and one person fell and hit the awning on the first floor of the sheepskin, with a crisp click, and the bamboo pole supporting the sheepskin broke on the spot. With a muffled snort, the lean man with an ape-like body turned over and got up, not struggling at all.
Ding Ding Ding.
Three short and powerful sounds, and the surrounding diners and vendors, who had not had time to react, saw three crossbow nails pierced into the bluestone slab of the road, and submerged into it, and the slate shattered slightly.
At this time, the diners who reacted were busy holding the clay bowl, still holding chopsticks in their hands, and shouting while sipping the fragrant noodle soup in their mouths: "Mother! ! When the sky is open, there will be trouble! ! Mother......"
"I'm a!"
The vendor who was still guarding the bottom of the pot grabbed the towel on his head, scolded, and quickly squatted down.
After a while, I saw a group of sturdy men jumping out of the second and first floors, the horizontal knives in their hands had already been unsheathed, and the special flying crossbow of the ordnance supervisor at the wrist was clearly visible.
"Chasingβ"
The irascible leader roared, then took out his waist card and showed it around: "Left and right cantonment errands-"
In a mess, the vendor saw the leader coming, and the ghost came with a strange sentence: "Tai Lieutenant, do you want to eat noodles?" This is the No. 1 noodle soup of Fushan Fang, the sesame oil of the small grind, the sesame noodles of Hedong in Hebei, and the local chicken. Strong, good food......"
"A bowl and a garlic."
Ma sat down with a golden sword, and the officers of the left and right camps really sat down and ordered a meal.
The peddler suddenly reacted, looking like he had just been killed by a vicious dog, and regretted not being at the beginning.
"What?! Look at what Lao Tzu is doing?! Let's eat it for Lao Tzu! β
"Yes, yes...... Here's what the captain can eat! β
The fire in the stove had not yet been extinguished, and the soup was still hot, and when more than half of the people in the camp had left, the surrounding diners came out again, and most of them were Sogdians, Turks, and Tocharians.
There is also a group of Persians who have to preach secretly from time to time, but the people of Luoyang do not listen to it, but are deeply attracted by some magical ideas in Luoyang.
"Brother Shi, who are you arresting this time?"
The officers of the camps on the left and right were sipping soup, and the hawker also added a stack of beef, and the yellow beef in Henan was not bad in texture. Since the classification of "beef cattle" was specially circled, as long as it was a wealthy area in the Tang Dynasty, it did not need to let cattle commit suicide in order to eat beef.
It's just that the price of beef is still expensive, and in the end, it can only be affordable in developed cities. As for the cities that ordinary citizens can consume, they can be counted with one pair of hands.
Hearing someone shouting, the officer looked up left and right, but saw a bearded man with deep eye sockets and black hair smiling at him, but when he saw this person, the officer put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Brother An, why did you come to Fushanfang?" β
"I came to find a few Sogdians to ask for accounts, and I first gave them a batch of blankets, and it has been a year, and I haven't even knotted a copper, I'm afraid that I will be used as a mallet."
"How dare the Sogdians go back to you?"
"What would you not dare? In recent years, I have not seen any businessmen who dare not repay their debts. People's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining. β
A group of onlookers around them just quietly looked at a Hu man and a Turk, discussing such a very delicate issue with great clarity.
The style of painting is really a bit inconsistent.
The officer patted his thigh: "Thanks to my uncle's involvement, I got this errand, but I never thought that it would be a chore." There's a lot of fucking mess! Partial to make trouble in Luoyang! What the fuck! β
"Brother Shi, is this the remnant of Juye County again?"
"Who knows! The few things I caught before, and what do you say about Master Liang...... It's annoying. β
After that, I picked up the chopsticks, and the noodles were stuffed directly into my mouth as if I didn't want money. Three bites and two bites, even soup and noodles, and ate a clean one.
The rest of the beef was grabbed, stuffed indiscriminately, and after swallowing, the guy got up and left, and the vendor behind the stall dared not speak out.
was about to leave, but saw a person shouting: "Did Shi Bingcao forget to give money for dinner?" I heard that the left and right camps want to reform the Yulin Army, if this matter is spread out, I am afraid that Shi Bing Cao will not be able to get the salary of the Huangyin Army in the Yulin Army. β
"The ...... of the Mother"
As soon as the officer surnamed Shi looked at the person, the corners of his mouth twitched, he held back a mouthful of old blood, honestly touched a row of money and put it on the desk in an orderly manner.
Everyone looked at it, but there was nothing strange about it, just the word money tattooed on the front and back of the clothes. I didn't see this man with a guy, but he just put his hands behind his back, and there were a few guys next to him, some of them were pushing a small cart, and there were boxes in the cart, and the boxes were filled with money......
"It's the brutes of the Lijin Yamen......"
Someone whispered.
The power of Qian Gu, the "Lijin Ambassador", accompanied the eastward journey of the "Emperor Lao'er", successfully probed the tentacles into the crotch of the peddler's pawn in a simple way, which was really skillful and unguardable.
In particular, in Ambassador Qian Guqian's office, there is a "performance billboard", so the lackeys of the Lijin Yamen secretly call Qian Gu "boss" in private.
The old is respected, the old is big, and the boss standing under the kanban is naturally the "boss".
"Let's go!"
The officer surnamed Shi left Fushanfang with the people from the left and right camps, and the people from the Lijin Yamen, who "spoke up righteously" and "drew their swords to help", walked slowly and methodically to the stall money of the noodle soup, touched a few of the copper coins, and then said: "Brother, it's time to pay the money." β
"Boss, I'm really sorry, it just opened, and the people flying in front of me are catching up with the party and making a fuss, and I haven't received the food money yet."
"This money...... Am I collecting? β
The voice of the Lijin Yamen was raised a lot, and then he looked at the vendor with complicated eyes, and said bitterly, "This is an errand for the saint!" β
Comes?! Inexistent......
The small cart of Lijin Yamen continued to push forward, and the old man with the cart had a sore hand, so he hurriedly changed to an old man to push the cart.
At this time, Du Tianwang, who was still arranging the relocation of Chang'an's official institutions, was busy eating the saury sent by Jiangyin. It's all a good color of chilled, a big guy a foot long, just steamed, and it tastes very good.
"I hate the swordfish and have a lot of bones!"
Du Ruhui was full of emotion, and then shouted, "Why can't the saury wontons be served!" β
"President, I'm going to urge the kitchen again."
"Forget it, give today's newspaper to the old man."
"Yes."
Du Tianwang flipped through the newspaper, it was the "Beishi Daily", a newspaper co-produced by a large household in the Beishi, and it was printed and handed over to someone from the "Zhongyi Society", and the news was complicated and numerous, and there was everything.
However, for Du Tianwang, just a few words are enough.
When he saw Dunhuang's large-scale purchase of beans and wheat, Du Ruhui was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Cheng Chubi has won again." β