Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The officials wanted to entertain Guo Shao, but he refused. Guo Shao is not keen on such occasions, and he used to go to local festival towns just for entertainment; but now he doesn't need to give face to lower-level officials, he can choose his own preferences.

A group of four rode away from the armor workshop, and soon saw a town without city walls. From a distance, it looks like the army came here to camp and set up tents, a large area of ​​simple houses.

But when Guo Shao and others approached, they saw that the dirt road was very lively, and there were many people selling things, restaurants, and stalls. There were also performers on the street, and a group of people shouted: "Good! Good..." There was a lot of noise. The official servants wearing tall hats and soap boots were also watching. The official store of Kaifeng Mansion had already been set up here.

In the farming era, apart from cities, there were few cities and towns with concentrated populations, and the population was scattered all over the place. Most of the people made a living by farming. So places like this are relatively rare.

Fu Jinzhan looked at the surrounding scene with great interest, and looked very happy at this moment. In Guo Shao's eyes, it was an ordinary place, but it was very novel and interesting to her. Obviously, people like Fu Jinzhan would not come out to shop.

Guo Shao led the horse and walked side by side with her, and said casually: "It used to be a piece of wasteland and cropland, and the market suddenly appeared in a few months. There are officials, craftsmen, and handymen in the Jiafang.

Fu Jinzhan listened to Guo Shao's description, looked sideways, and said in a soothing rhythm: "In the memorials of officials, they will always recommend encouraging farming to reduce hunger. So many people no longer farm, but they still have to rely on farmers to farm for food and clothing."

Guo Shaodao: "The courtiers have different ideas, and they are not wrong to write the letter like this."

"Concept...I want to hear your concept." Fu Jinzhan smiled.

Guo Shao thought for a while: "Unless farming is too labor-intensive, how many people are engaged in farming will not affect the grain output. The factors that determine grain output are the area of ​​cultivated land and the yield per mu. No matter what people are doing, they have to eat, and the weight of the grain consumed will probably not change.

If natural disasters and disasters are not considered, part of the non-farming will not affect the hunger and cold of the people; on the contrary, these people engaged in handicraft business will also create value, manufacture tools, better items, and provide convenient services. Better tools and working methods will feed back the output of farming. "

Fu Jinzhan said: "Since ancient times, agriculture has been valued over business. Guo... Husband's statement is a bit strange." When she called out the word "husband", her voice became quieter and her face turned red.

Guo Shaodao: "There is not enough food, what should be controlled is what is planted on the cultivated land. The stimulation of commercial interests may cause some problems, such as people using the good land for food to grow mulberry trees to make silk... Vigorous and promising civilizations are expansive. If we do not have enough food, but our military force and society are advanced, we can expand outward to obtain food imports or occupy other cultivated land."

He continued: "In the Tang poetry, there is no such thing as 'the wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, and the roads are frozen to death'. If the surplus food of the Zhumen is not wasted in storage and banquets, and traded for other enjoyments, the development of commerce may also make more efficient use of resources.

The ancient ancestors had coins very early, and they used shells as copper coins at first. It is for the sake of trading, exchanging what you don’t use for useful things; everyone gets what they need to enrich the material, reduce poverty, and prosper the economy. "

Fu Jinzhan nodded thoughtfully, "Husband... what you said makes sense, think about it."

"If I were to suggest a national policy, I would use Keynes...the mercantilism under the intervention of the imperial government to limit the use of fertile and fertile land, expand externally, and open up trading markets." Guo Shao said.

He thought for a while and then said: "I will write a letter, and I must explicitly prohibit the practice of restricting women's freedom, such as binding feet. If women can also do things, human resources will be greatly increased to supplement the labor lost due to leaving the land. It is out of date for men to farm and women to weave. The value of women's weaving is too small. We can replace the textile industry with large-scale workshops like armor workshops. A few people can satisfy many people's clothing and warmth."

Fu Jinzhan listened patiently to Guo Shao's strange remarks. Although he was suspected of being unconventional, his explanations were relatively simple and direct, and the simpler the easier it was for people to accept.

However, when Guo Shao spoke, she was still paying attention to Fu Jinzhan's reaction, covering her forehead with her palm. Seeing this, Guo Shao looked up and saw that the sun was almost at mid-heaven, so he said, "Is Second Sister hungry? Let's find a place to eat."

"Eat here?" Fu Jinzhan frowned slightly as he looked at the dusty dirt road and shabby houses, "Isn't it too clean?"

Guo Shaodao: "Let's find a place that is a little bit off."

They walked through the streets and alleys between the houses for a while, and found that it was not so noisy here, and there were houses of common people around. Guo Shao saw a small food shop with a steamer outside, and said with a smile: "Just try it here, don't worry, this kind of shop is generally okay. The surrounding residents are relatively stable, and they are doing business with acquaintances; and it is usually a family shop. Only people who have been hungry know how to cherish food, and they will cook with their hearts."

"Then try it." After hearing this, Fu Jinzhan showed a strange expression, and said softly, "I've never eaten outside before."

As soon as he walked in, he saw a young lady by the stove standing there in a daze, peeking at Fu Jinzhan. The middle-aged man holding the spoon shouted hastily: "Here comes the guest!"

A half-sized man wiped the table with a linen cloth, and looked at Guo Shao and the others curiously: "Sit down, what do you want to eat?" Guo Shao took out a small bunch of copper coins, "Help me see some horses tied outside."

"Okay, okay!" The kid was overjoyed to see Guo Shao's generous moves. Usually no one would dare to steal that kind of horse, a military horse... In the suburbs of Tokyo, stealing a military horse would be more deadly.

It was not yet noon, and it seemed that the business at noon was not very good, and there were no other customers here. Lu Chengyong and the other two sat down in front of a wooden table at the door. They looked a bit fierce and not as friendly as Guo Shao's "couple", and the shopkeeper didn't dare to talk to them.

Guo Shao looked around, and it seemed that there was no such thing as a menu. It was hard to say whether the store would write a menu. Sure enough, the middle-aged man said: "It's all here. There are steamed vegetables outside. If you tell me what you often eat at home, you can cook most of them."

"What is the store's best signature dish?" Guo Shao asked with a smile.

"Hundun (wonton), soup cake." The man replied.

Guo Shao turned his head and asked Fu Jinzhan: "How about we eat the chaos?" Fu Jinzhan nodded slightly: "Okay."

"Two bowls of Hundun." Guo Shao shouted, he ignored Dong Er and the others, most of them knew what to eat. At this time, three more men in linen clothes came in and asked for soup cakes.

Guo Shao leaned over and whispered to Fu Jinzhan, "You know Luo Mengzi? My sworn brother."

Fu Jinzhan looked at Guo Shao with a smile: "I've heard of it."

"Luo Mengzi's wife has a nickname." Guo Shao said with a smile, "It's called Tangbing Xishi, and she sold soup cakes in Tokyo before."

After hearing this, Fu Jinzhan covered his mouth and laughed.

Not long after, the kid came up with two thick bowls, put them on the table and said, "Eat slowly."

Fu Jinzhan picked up the spoon and stirred it in. Guo Shao directly scooped it up and stuffed it into his mouth, saying: "Well, the taste is not bad, there are dried shrimps, and the stuffing is mutton. It's just a bit bland."

The middle-aged man said: "Salt is expensive, everyone's mouths eat light."

Seeing that Guo Shao was chewing with gusto, Fu Jinzhan scooped up one too, put it near his mouth, and took a light bite. The red | smooth lips are very beautiful, and the pearl powder on them is still shining. Guo Shao saw it, his appetite increased, and Xili snorted. Fu Jinzhan ran so far with Guo Shao, maybe he was also hungry. He was careful at first, and then he ate a lot.

After lunch, Fu Jinzhan took the initiative to say after going out, "I want to go to the temple."

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, so Guo Shao went to the market with her and bought a hand-woven straw hat for her to wear for sunshade for two cents. Fu Jinzhan was very happy, wearing it on his head with a smile on his face. Her appearance was nondescript. Although she was wearing a very common lapel gown, the silk was very finely cut, and the straw hat on her head was very out of tune.

"I think of a place." Guo Shao took her north and returned to Tokyo from the post road.

After entering the city, instead of going to Daxiangguo Temple, which is most sought after by dignitaries and dignitaries, I went to a Taoist temple with the words "Yuzhen Temple" on it. Fu Jinzhan glanced at it and said, "Is this name Jingniang's Taoist temple?"

"It turns out that 'Second Sister' also knows." Guo Shao was slightly surprised, but Fu Jinzhan's eyes and ears were still very good.

The main hall of this Taoist temple... is a bit like a Buddhist temple in structure, and the incense is very strong. The yard is full of incense ash, and the Taoist priests also sell incense candles at high prices. In the hot afternoon, there are still many pilgrims worshiping a statue piously inside. The Taoist priests are all women, and the pilgrims are mostly older women.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, thank God, the Queen Mother is omnipotent..." A voice of chanting came from afar. Fu Jinzhan stared at all this with wide eyes.

"Almsgiver, please ask for auspicious blessings, and ask for a wish in front of the Queen Mother. It's very spiritual." A female Taoist priest clasped her palms beside her and said, "Protect peace and make your marriage happy..."

Fu Jinzhan said enthusiastically, "Give me one."

The female Taoist said: "Ten words."

Guo Shao gave the money, and Fu Jinzhan took the red triangular bag with the red thread tied on it, looking over and over again. She looked up at the statue in the hall, and the surrounding futons were full of people kneeling, and those pilgrims were very focused on chanting. Someone vaguely said: "May our family be peaceful, free from illness and pain..."

Fu Jinzhan couldn't find a place, so he had to stand there, holding Xiangfu in his palm, closing his eyes and standing for a long time. On her beautiful face, the eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was praying silently.

In a daze, Guo Shao saw Yulian a few years ago, and the match that he quietly gave away was in the same Taoist temple. She is also so devout.

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