Edo Traveler

　　Ku~~cha~~

　　I understand everything that I understand, and this writer has crossed it for the first time!

　　 There is no nonsense, now the writer is going through the old accounts of the original owner. Let’s not mention anything else. I’m here today, where did the thief send us the distribution?

Edo!

　　 Edo in December 1840, um, this is the end of the eleventh year of the Tenpo, Emperor Hitotaka of Japan. It is also the 20th year of the reign of Emperor Daoguang, who is known as the "Frugal World No. 1" next door. If nothing happens, the British will lay down Hong Kong Island in a few days and announce the opening of Hong Kong as a port.

　　 Of course, this is not something we can intervene or need to pay attention to. What we should be more concerned about is what we eat next meal today or tomorrow? Or is there anything to eat?

　　 Undoubtedly, the original owner who came across doesn’t even have a Miao character. The layman’s name is Chuyouemon, who is sixteen years old this year. As for why the lay names are spoken, it is because I have been working as a monk for the past fifteen years, which is a promising and wonderful job. As for now, because of some changes, he temporarily returned to the vulgar and became a "citizen."

　　 said that he was a citizen, but in fact, he couldn't lift his hands or shoulders. For half a year, he had been sitting in the mountains and hadn't done any work. If you insist on saying an appropriate adjective, Choren is obviously inappropriate, and "dead house" is more appropriate in a sense.

　　 Looking at a jade rabbit trembling at his feet, the sapphire half exposed, the crescent-shaped clavicle and the fragrant shoulders, the white Ukiyo-e, there was a moment in Chuemon's heart.

　　恁 is also a flower monk!

　　 Fortunately, there is nothing crumpled up on the side of the paper, otherwise we will wonder if this kid opened the meat early, the infinite possibilities of a certain way in the future will be greatly reduced.

　　 My gaze leaves the Ukiyo-e with difficulty. After all, this Ukiyo-e is big and white, which is quite eye-catching. Right now Chuemon is a little worried. This kid in Harabu is a flower monk who doesn’t understand economics. After leaving the temple and entering the flower world, he spent a lot of money on his savings. Now Zhou has added a few scattered copper coins. If you count the two cents, the top sky will be two and two.

Obviously, when he came out of the monastery more than half a year ago, he had a huge sum of forty taels. Except for the purchase of one of this long house, which cost twelve taels, the remaining twenty-six taels were actually In half a year, this brat was cleaned up.

You must know that in the monastery, when I was twelve years old, I began to participate in various pujas, beating bowls and singing scriptures. For more than three years, all the expenses for board and lodging were in the monastery. Fifty-two, this is a huge sum of money. If it were a good business, it would have been possible to live a well-off life.

Speaking of this, I can’t help but miss the good times in the monastery. It costs no money for food and lodging, and no money for clothes and footwear. Unless I have to order some other clothes, I can get hundreds of dollars per month. .

　　 The monks in the whole temple are all involved and make money according to their ranks. In addition to making money, I heard from the so-called seniors in the past that there are also the benefits of young female pilgrims and cute little novices, which are not enough for outsiders.

　　 Wait, maybe we are also the illegitimate son of the old resident monk?

　　 啧 啧 啧, your circle is really messy, Chuemon has nothing to say, is it not important anymore. The old resident monk passed away more than half a year ago. The mantle that was supposed to be passed on to his family was mixed up by others. Some bad things in the temple to bully the original owner is a young and unfamiliar young man. He just said that the property of the old monk should really be. It will be assigned to you, but his residential position needs to be negotiated in the temple and then publicized.

　　 The silly boy actually wrote the letter, and he was determined to get it. After all, the old monk had told a few brothers who fooled him that he would pass the mantle to him before his death. But only this sentence, the old monk swallowed even if he was pulled down, there was no evidence. Even according to what they mean, even the old monk’s private property is not willing to give Chungemon, it is simply digging a grave!

　　 A bunch of bad old men, they are very bad!

　　 I touched the forehead that was no longer naked, and this matter was not shown for the time being. Two or two in this Edo City, at most three to five months. Living in the capital is not easy. I don't want to get some money in my hand, and I'll stop after a long time.

　　 Before the matter in the temple is resolved, Chuemon is not the silly boy he used to be, although he is not a bright person now, he is better than before.

　　 Put the money in the purse and throw it aside at random. There is no smoke or fire in this room, and there is almost no fire. It doesn't seem to be someone who can steal something. What's more, people who live in "longhouses" similar to government affordable housing, who would have thought that they used to be a local tyrant with forty taels of gold.

　　 The sky gradually darkened, and this belly naturally screamed out of despair. What can't you do? The first place for dry rice. There must be nothing in the house to cushion his stomach, and Tademon remembers this very clearly.

The Tianbao Year was not a good year in the Edo period. The terrible Tianbao famine claimed the lives of millions of people. Even if Edo is the actual capital, every household has never been horrified. When the famine came over, there were probably not many households with overnight food.

　　 As for the relief of the shogunate? An adult man gave rice five hectares for ten days. That’s right, he gave rice five hectares for ten days, which is less than two catties. There are fewer women, only three and a half. With just this little rice, it’s not enough to drink gruel every day, let alone what I’m full.

　　 When the famine was the worst, Chuemon was in the temple and he was not hungry enough, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t know the horrible scene inside and outside Edo Castle at that time. When the famine was at its worst, Heihachiro Oshio in Osaka even launched an uprising, leading hungry farmers and town people to attack wealthy merchant shops and government offices.

　　 There were continuous rice riots in Edo, and the shogunate had to send troops to suppress the situation to stabilize the situation. If it weren’t for the common people’s troubles, I’m afraid they wouldn’t even be able to distribute the five-heavy rice for ten days. Anyway, the common people are all leeks, stubble after stubble. As long as the roots are not broken, it will look like weeds in spring. Warm, you can get your head again.

　　 Farmers are sesame seeds, the more oil they get, the more oil they get!

　　 was thinking about whether to go out to find a place to eat, or drink a large scoop of cold water and curl up in the bed for a whole night when someone knocked on the door. It seems that I did have an appointment tonight, and Chuemon got up. Except for two or two, the most valuable thing in the whole room was the thirty-dollar Ukiyoe.

　　 We have no enemies. In the temple, the senior brothers only regarded Chuemon as a silly boy. They didn't put Chuemon in his eyes at all, and he wouldn't have to spend a lot of money to buy murderers under Edo Castle.

　　 opened the door, and a small inch that could still reflect the moonlight jumped into his eyes. Good guy, it turns out that there is also a gang among the monks in the flower field these years? Looking for this big night, are you preparing for the gang to go out and commit crimes?