Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

Tieshizhen stayed overnight.

the next morning.

Ying Zheng and the other two set off again with middle-aged businessman Huang Huan.

Before leaving.

Huang Huan bought a lot of goods in Tieshi Town. This behavior made Ying Zheng a little curious.

"Shopkeeper Huang, what are you doing?"

"Isn't this going to [Shengping Town] soon? I'll pick up some goods here and transport them to [Shengping Town], and I can earn a little bit of travel expenses." Huang Huan directed the caravan people to move Goods, said with a smile.

"There are so many businessmen coming and going in Tieshi Town every day, how can Shopkeeper Huang make money like this?"

Ying Zheng was slightly surprised. Even if he is not in business, Ying Zheng understands the most basic principle of "rare things are valuable". Nowadays, with so many businessmen staying in Tieshi Town every day, it is obvious that he cannot be the only one who does this like Shopkeeper Huang. one.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Huang Huan laughed and said: "Hahaha...Mr. Zhao underestimates the market in Hanzhong County today. Just based on the daily sales in [Shengping Town] The volume of commodity transactions, if I throw in this small amount of goods, it won’t even make a splash.”

"Besides, no matter how many merchants come to Iron Stone Town, there are only so many goods that can be supplied here. To be honest, if I hadn't had some relationship with Mayor Iron Stone, I probably wouldn't be able to get the goods even if I wanted to. !”

When Huang Huan finished speaking, Ying Zheng suddenly discovered that there were many caravans starting from Tieshi Town this morning, but very few caravans purchased goods from here.

Just now, Ying Zheng thought that those people thought they couldn't make money, so they didn't buy goods in Tieshi Town, but now it seems that it's not that they don't buy goods, but that they can't buy the goods at all.

The convoy set off again.

On the subsequent journey, the caravan encountered several villages and towns along the way. Every time it passed a village, Huang Huan would ask the caravan to slow down and start selling goods along the village.

Ying Zheng took advantage of this time to observe the living standards of these villages and towns through the car curtains.

turn out.

Every village the convoy passes along the way, even the smallest village, has a population of at least hundreds of households.

Although these villages and towns are not as prosperous and lively as [Tieshi Town], they are not inferior in other aspects. In the villages, basically every household has built a square brick house.

Although the roads in the village are not concrete avenues, they are all solid, rammed dirt roads that extend in all directions and the houses look like they are there.

Even Ge Nie and Zhao Gao, who were following Ying Zheng, couldn't help but be surprised when they saw such a scene.

But it's just the beginning.

When Ying Zheng and his party followed Huang Huan and arrived at [Shengping Town], the three of them saw what true prosperity was.

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"Take a look, take a look! Don't miss it if you pass by..."

"Mutton soup, a bowl of freshly made mutton soup!"

"The Little Knife Tavern is opening with a big bonus, buy a bottle of wine and get half a bottle of wine for free, only for three days, first come first served!"

Today's 'free trading market' has rapidly expanded from the small 'village' to the size of an entire town after repeated expansions.

And this entire town, with [Xin Mo Mansion] where Mr. Mo is located as the center, appears in a semicircle and expands in all directions.

Because of this, many people now call this place [Shengping Town].

The buildings in the entire Shengping Town are all red-brick and blue-tiled houses, like square grids, spreading along both sides of the Central Avenue.

The Central Avenue, which was originally going to connect the county town of Kunshan, has now been expanded repeatedly and is now several feet wide, more than ten meters wide, enough to accommodate five carriages traveling side by side.

But even so, when Ying Zheng and Huang Huan's carriage entered the "downtown area", their carriage was still crowded with pedestrians and carriages in the middle of the road, unable to move.

Ying Zheng sat on the carriage, opened the curtains and looked out. Except for the heads in front of him and the noisy shouts coming from his ears, he couldn't see anything else.

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Ying Zheng and Gai Nie looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

This is not because Ying Zheng is not in a good state of mind, but the scene in front of him is indeed shocking enough, because in the current Qin State, even Xianyang, as the capital, is completely inferior to the prosperity in front of him.

Why did Ying Zheng always think that being lively was a good thing?

Because only when there are many people can it become lively.

In this era, population itself is the greatest resource.

Walking through the crowded streets, Ying Zheng looked at the restaurants, inns, grain stores, cloth stores, taverns, and chess and card rooms on both sides of the road...

Ying Zheng had never even heard of many of the signs hanging outside these shops.

Huang Huan brought a convoy of goods with him and only went to four or five shops along the way before selling out all the goods in the convoy.

"Mr. Zhao, let's say goodbye then."

"I've troubled Shopkeeper Huang all the way."

After the goods were sold out, Huang Huan said goodbye to Ying Zheng and walked towards the direction of [Baichuan Restaurant].

The seven-story Baichuan Restaurant has now become one of the landmark buildings in Shengping Town. Anyone who walks into Shengping Town can basically see the towering building in the distance at a glance. architecture.

Ying Zheng was naturally a little curious about this restaurant where Huang Huan traveled hundreds of miles to book a room for his daughter.

And he remembered that Mo Jun seemed to have given him an invitation to [Baichuan Restaurant] before, but it was a pity that he didn't bring it with him on this trip.

"Mr. Zhao, are you going to [Mo Mansion] now?" Zhao Gao, who was driving, asked in a low voice.

"No, you need to find a place to park the carriage first. Mr. Gai and I plan to get out of the car and take a walk around this town." Ying Zheng said majestically while sitting in the carriage.

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until late afternoon.

Mo Mansion.

Jian Jiuyuan stood in the cold wind with one arm in a thin shirt, like a sharp sword.

In front of him were one hundred and twenty-one "Martial Arts Class" students who were selected from more than three hundred orphans after several assessments.

After a full year of training, these students have now successfully polished a solid foundation, developed their internal strength, and now ninety-seven of them have entered the third-rate realm.

Among these ninety-seven people, the performance of two people was the most outstanding.

It was the 'girl with a broken arm' from before, and the burly boy who was the oldest in the entire martial arts class.

These one hundred and twenty-one people are all the guards prepared by Lord Mo for [Mo Mansion] in the future. They have received training and education from Lord Mo since they were young, so there will never be any problems whether it is loyalty or strength.

Although these boys and girls were in the cold wind, their skin was red and they were constantly radiating heat, because they had just finished a day's training and had taken heavy medicine.

Staying in the cold wind now is using the chill of the cold wind to help you accelerate the absorption of the medicine.

Mo Jun was sitting in a heated side room not far away, with a pot of tea and a book in front of him, squinting as if he was thinking about something.

at this time.

Heiyu suddenly hurried over from outside the hospital, came to Mr. Mo and whispered something in a low voice.

next moment.

Mo Jun suddenly raised his head.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Jun picked up the book on the table, put on his snow velvet cloak, and hurried towards the front yard.

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