Chapter 182 Morning Market 2

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"You think of a way to get me out of here quickly!"

A carriage had been prepared outside the side entrance of the Forbidden City. When leaving the palace, Xi Laodao sneaked up to Zhu Yunxi quietly while the old man was not paying attention, and started to complain.

"I can't get through this life. If this continues, I won't be able to survive for a few more days, Master Dao!"

This old man always has a playful smile and doesn't care about anything. Why is he suddenly so bitter and resentful now?

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile, "I heard that you are doing well at Grandpa Huang's village!"

"Not bad?" The old Taoist almost jumped up, "The Taoist priest is already in dire straits, you say it's not bad!" As he said that, he looked at the back of the old man in front of him, and complained like a cannon, "The sky is not bright, the sky is not bright, Lan

That idiot waiter got up and started boxing and dancing with a knife!"

"The Taoist asked him what he was doing, and he said that warriors should dance when they hear the chicken!"

"Master Dao, I'm lying on my stomach in bed, and the big blade is whirring outside the window!"

"Finally, Idiot Lan stopped practicing. Master Tao is going to take a nap! Your old man came over with his hands behind his back and his shoes on, calling me to get up and start working!"

"Master Fan, please get up slowly..."

Zhu Yunxi interrupted, "Grandpa Huang will beat you?"

"He doesn't beat him, but he has thugs!" Xi Yingzhen almost cried. "That fool Lan Xiaoer just dragged Mr. Dao out of the bed. If he didn't come out, he would hit him with the sole of your old man's shoe.

Master Tao, he really slapped me on the forehead, slap, slap. He dragged me and dug out my feces early in the morning!"

He was already crying, "I took out the feces in the morning. Pour the feces in the toilet into a big tank and mix it evenly. Don't even throw away the soup... It's like making sesame paste..."

"Stop, stop talking, oh!" Zhu Yunxi suddenly felt nauseated.

"You can't stand it. Master Tao, I live like this every day!" Xi Laodao cried, "I do this in the morning and I can't eat all day. After mixing, I carry buckets on my back and sit next to each other in the field.

Water."

"If your legs and feet are a little slower, your old man will change his face. Lan Xiao'er, that fool, sees your old man change his face, so he starts to fight with Tao Ye."

"Haven't you practiced before? Are you resisting?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "I dare not do it in front of the old man, but I can do it behind my back!"

"I...who can beat Lan Yu?" Xi Yingzhen was full of grief and anger, pointing to his swollen eye, "This is his third strength!"

Just as he was about to go out and get on the carriage, Xi Yingzhen said anxiously, "Old Taoist, I have never asked your Majesty to find a way to get me out of the sea of ​​misery! Otherwise, I will let them torture me to death before I can see them.

!”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Master Dao, I used to live in idle clouds and wild cranes, and I was so comfortable eating, drinking, and having fun. Now let alone eating, drinking, and having fun, I can't even see you drinking. Your old man said, whoever is farming has nothing to do with drinking!"

But he himself didn’t miss a beat!”

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll give you some ideas later!" Zhu Yunxi comforted him with a smile.

Lan Yu has been a soldier of the old man all his life. No matter how close you, a Taoist priest, are to him, he is still a soldier of the old man. What the old man said is a military order, and there is no discussion about beating you!

At this moment, the old man in front suddenly stopped, turned his head and said dissatisfiedly, "These two steps are harder for you to walk than women!" He said, turning his head, "Little Er!"

Lan Yu didn't say anything nonsense. She turned around and grabbed Xi Yingzhen's neck collar, lifted him up and pulled him back.

"Hey!" Xi Yingzhen shouted, "Again, chokehold! Let go, let go!"

"What are you yelling about?" Lan Yu said with a straight face, "You haven't left the palace yet!"

"Lan Xiao'er, damn, remember, you are still taking the medicine prepared by me. Do you believe that I will give you more ingredients?" Xi Yingzhen scolded.

Lan Yu thought about it, "Come on! I'll ask my son to dig an extra hole next to my grave later!"

"You..." Xi Yingzhen was speechless and looked back at Zhu Yunxi for help.

But he was shocked to find that the grandfather and grandson of the Zhu family had already boarded the carriage, chatting and laughing.

"Lan Xiaoer, your conscience doesn't hurt when you treat Master Tao like this?" Xi Yingzhen continued, "Master Tao has never had bad intentions towards you!"

Lan Yu sighed slightly, "Old Taoist, it's for your own good!" After saying that, he directly dragged the other party to the carriage shaft, "I don't understand, and you don't understand either?"

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The morning market that the old man mentioned is just outside the gate of the capital.

There is also a city outside the city gate. It is not easy to live in the capital. Many poor people who cannot afford houses, as well as people who settled here because of the war years, find a place to build shacks and settle down against the city wall.

As time goes by, it naturally forms the size of a town. Gradually, there are more and more people. When there are more people, there is life, and when there is life, there is prosperity.

There is no such thing as illegal construction in these days. No matter how hard the officials oppress the people, they cannot use this as a rule. If the people build a house to protect them from the wind and rain, who will be in the way? Outside the city gate is an unclaimed land.

If the government demolishes it, where will the poor people live?

The reason is very simple. To live, one must sleep and have a home. Besides, one’s home is still outside the city, not in the city.

Originally, the outside of the city was dirty and messy, but the government has achieved remarkable results in several times of governance over the years. It is not only as clean as the inner city, but also because all these poor people have settled in, they can find a living, and the public security has also been greatly improved.

In a blink of an eye, the carriage the two men were riding in arrived outside the city.

As soon as I left the city gate, I heard the roar of people outside, and the air was mixed with various smells and smoke.

The market in the outer city sells all kinds of things, and there are farmers nearby carrying fresh vegetables and freshly killed pigs. There are also many people who originally lived in the city, because the goods here are high quality and cheap, they also bring their families.

Come with your mouth.

Suddenly, Deng Ping, the guard driving the carriage, reined up his horse, jumped from the carriage and opened the curtain, "You two gentlemen, we are here!"

"Hiss!" The old man sniffed and smelled the complex smell of the air, "This smell is so damn exciting!"

Zhu Yunxi also sniffed, and felt that the air had a bit of a stinking smell. Following the smell, he looked over and saw a man squatting in front of a stall, rubbing pig intestines in a large wooden basin.

There is a large iron plate rack next to it that is roasting on the fire. The washed intestines are rinsed with water several times and placed directly on the iron plate. The intestines are coiled in a circle and are golden in appearance.

"Ha, good stuff!" The old man smiled and got out of the car with his cane, "Grandson, would you like some?"

"Eating this so early in the morning?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Isn't it too oily?"

"I don't know how to eat!" The old man rolled his eyes at him and walked over slowly.

The closer I got, the stronger the smell became, but there were a lot of people around. Many men gathered around the stall, stretching their necks to select the grilled pig intestines. They stared at the proprietress, who kept flipping the meat with tongs while the pork intestines were sizzling.

There is a large pot of fat intestines on the side, and the braised large intestines are floating in the brown soup.

"How to sell it?" the old man asked loudly.

The man who was doing the colon cleansing looked up and said, "It's five cents a piece, pick whatever you like!"

A cut of it is just a quick mention. In this day and age, offal is not valuable and is eaten by the poor. After all, even the poor are reluctant to spend money to eat it.

"Good guy!" The old man smiled, "Did the pig intestines sell for the same price as the steamed buns?"

"Old man, what you are saying is wrong!" the man cleaning the colon said with a smile, "In the whole market, I am the only one selling this." He said, waving his hands, "This thing is the most troublesome to deal with. If it is not clean, it will be full of stench."

taste."

“It takes time, effort, and hard work, but it’s hard-earned money!”

"Come on!" The old man laughed, "There's fat in the medicine!"

Zhu Yunxi winked at Deng Ping, who quickly ran over and loaded the money on the plate quickly.

"This smells too good, let us eat it over there!" The oil paper in Zhu Yunxi's hand was cut roasted sausage, and the oil on it was still sizzling. He pointed to a tea stall in the distance and said

.

"Eat while walking! This stuff doesn't taste good when it's cold." The old man wasn't afraid of being burned, so he grabbed a piece full of white oil and put it in his mouth. "Hey, it smells delicious!" He said, turning around and saying, "Waiter, try it!"

Lan Yu was not polite and ate while walking with the old man.

While I was eating happily, I suddenly heard a woman's scream from in front of me.

"Open your eyes, old and young men, they are robbing civilian girls!"

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