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Chapter 8: Kunlun Slave is still more compatible with Mazefake

Just after Kong Qing finished his life for Yang Mudan and the little maid she brought with him, Yang Hong, the butler of the Yang Mansion, brought a few servants to pick up Yang Mudan back home with a carriage.

When Yang Mudan left, she looked at Kong Qing, her eyes were flowing, as wet as if water was about to drip out. If Kong Qing hadn't been a serious person, she would have lost her composure on the spot!

A handsome and handsome boy always bears a lot of pressure!

In addition to Yang Mudan, butler Yang Hong and his friends also took away the tied coachman Wang Ergouzi.

For some reason, Wang Ergouzi, who was taken into the car, looked rosy and his cheeks seemed to be fatter, but his eyes were dull and he was muttering.

"Yes, I am the decay, I am the decay..."

Kong Qing was completely unaware of what happened to Wang Ergouzi during this period. He knew that Wang Ergouzi had truly regretted it several times during this period, and added a few points of merit to him!

Kong Qing had been scammering and cheating for a long time, and even suggested that the other party had killed someone. However, he got some merit value from Wang Ergou, but these bald monks actually persuaded Wang Ergou to regret it several times in just a short period of time.

I have to say that I encourage people to be kind, monks are really professional!

However, as the saying goes, misfortune is the source of good fortune. After experiencing this farce, Kong Qing's business of the hexagram stall suddenly became prosperous.

"This Taoist priest, please give me a divination to see my future..."

Bang!

All the money was spent.

"The nobleman's purple air is revealed, the seal hall is rosy, and the sign of flying is already revealed. He will be transferred to another level soon, but it is bright in the middle of the day, so you need to guard against villains. According to what I see, nobleman may as well do this..."

"Thank you for telling me that I almost forgot the key points in this at some point!"

Bang!

It's always money again.

Boss is so generous! (Bad sound)

Although Yi Guan’s money is indeed not a decimal, there seem to be more local tyrants in Chang’an City. By the time Kong Qing almost closed the stall, he actually collected more than 30 coins of hexagram gold!

This is only the first day...

The Christmas ceremony of Shakyamuni Buddha in Zhuangyan Temple will take 15 days. Kong Qing feels that by the end of this ceremony, he can get at least 800 to 1,000 guan!

When Kong Qing thought of earning so much money, he felt a little relieved.

Zhuangyan Temple is indeed a famous temple in Chang'an. It is just stupid and has a lot of money, which is much better than Xingshan Temple!

So in order to reward himself, Kong Qing put away the stall early in the afternoon, put the banners hanging on the wall of the roadside yard, the tablecloths and two stools together, stuffed them into a small cart made by himself that could be used as a table, and dragged them to the gate of a house in Guiyifang.

Although this hexagram stall can be dragged away, Kong Qing himself still needs to stay in Zhuangyan Temple, the Fengshui treasure land. If he has to drag it from Qingdu Temple every day, he will be too tiring...

Fortunately, with the help of a friend he knew, Kong Qing found a kind-hearted person living in Guiyifang. He could ask him to send the hexagram stall and money to his home after closing the stall, which solved the problem.

However, when Kong Qing first met this kind-hearted person, he was really shocked.

It’s not because the other party is scary, but in fact the other party is honest. Although he has curly short hair that is completely different from the Tang people now, he looks like an honest person.

What scared Kong Qing was that except for the whites of his eyes and teeth, the rest of his body was as dark as ink.

Yes, his skin color is the kind of black that can be invisible as long as he closes his eyes at night...

Although Kong knew early in the morning that some black people had settled in the Tang Dynasty, he always thought that those people were indigenous monkeys from Southeast Asia, and the one in front of him was definitely from Africa in terms of skin color!

"The old slave is from Kunlun and is famous for Moli!"

When they first met, the black man spoke in a whisper of Tang Dynasty Mandarin that was almost fluent like Kong Qing.

"Miss Li has already discussed everything about the matter between the husband and the old slave. Please relax. If you put your husband and the husband and the money here, you can't lose a single bit of money even if you take advantage of your own meticulousness!"

It is impossible not to say that when Kong Qing looked at this black man speaking fluent Tang Dynasty Mandarin, he felt disagreeable.

The black man is indeed more suitable for Mazefak...

Just as Kong Qing dragged his car to the door of the small courtyard where Kunlun Numoli lived, he happened to see Kunlun Numoli sitting under a tree in the courtyard, holding a thick stone pestle, grinding hard in the stone mortar in front of him, and making a creaking sound.

After seeing Kong Qing appearing in dragging the car, Moli immediately put down the stone pestle in his hand, clapped his hands and greeted him.

"Why did the husband come from so early? Didn't the promise that the old slave would go to the gate of Zhuangyan Temple to clean up the husband at the third hour of Shen Shi?"

That's right, this old black... Kunlun slave did tell Kong Qing this way, but as for Kong Qing himself, the other party was not only willing to help him keep his divination stall, but also didn't even have a penny of storage fee, so Kong Qing was really embarrassed to ask others to help close the stall again.

Anyway, with his handsome face, even if he drags a small cart, he will be as handsome as a god!

"I don't have to work so hard..."

Kong Qing raised his hand, bowed lightly at Moli, then took out some cooked meat he had bought from the stall in front of Zhuangyan Temple and handed it over from the small cart he dragged it.

"I'm grateful for some small things!"

"Your husband is so polite..."

Although Kunlun Numoli refused Kong Qing's storage fee, he did not refuse the gift from Kong Qing. He took it very happily and reached out to give Kong Qing's house.

"I recently got a cup of old pine wine. If my husband refuses to give up, how about I drink with you?"

Kong Qing blinked and looked at the literary Lao Hei in front of him, and always felt a little uncomfortable.

Black people should still resist a dual-slot metering machine, and then shaking their heads where they are more intimate.

"I have received my wrong love, but I still have some homework to do tonight, which is really undespair..."

After a few refusals, Kong Qing left the house of this overly enthusiastic Lao Hei... Kunlun slave. Just as he walked out of the gate of Guiyifang with ease, he did not notice two bald figures quietly watching him in the distance.

"Senior brother, didn't you say that this little Taoist priest has at least twenty pennies on him?"

A bald man in his twenties, wearing a monk's robe, looked at Kong Qing's big sleeves and asked in confusion. "No matter how he looks like he doesn't have that much money on his body, right?"

"Then he must have sent the money in this house..."

A burly bald man looked at Kong Qing's back and touched his chin with his hand. "This little Taoist must be worried about something unexpected happening when he went back with so much money..."

"What should we do now?" the young bald man asked again.

"What are you afraid of? The Taoist priest can't run away but the money can't run away..."

The burly bald head sneered.

"It's too bright now, so it's hard to use it. Let's do this. You're staring at the house. I'll call a few more brothers when I go back and we'll go to the house to make a fortune together in the evening..."

Kong Qing, who had already left, had no idea that he had just come to Zhuangyan Temple to make money for a day and was targeted. At this time, he was walking on the streets of Chang'an in a good mood.

Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty was not Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty. In fact, during the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen Yang Jian, because the scale of Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty was too small, the water quality was salty and the city layout was chaotic, and there was no magnificence of the capital. Therefore, a new city was rebuilt on Longshouyuan, southeast of Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty, called Daxing City.

The rebuilt new city is symmetrical and intersects vertically and horizontally. It is divided into 108 yards in the palace city and the imperial city outside the imperial city. Among them, the thirteen yards arranged north and south outside the imperial city mean the thirteen states, and also implies a year of leap; the ten yards in the east and west mean the ten yards in the country; the four yards in the south and east symbolize the four seasons of the year; the nine yards in the north and south implies the nine yards in the royal city of the "Zhou Li".

In order to facilitate water supply, Emperor Wen of Sui also dug three canals in Daxing City, Qingming and Yong'an, and brought the live water near Chang'an into Chang'an City.

From Kong Qing’s current perspective, the entire Chang'an City is staggered and magnificent!

Now, because it is still in the early Tang Dynasty, for the sake of safety, the walls between the various yards still exist. Every night when the curfew comes, the gates of each yard will be closed.

And a few decades later, the walls of these markets were in name only.

As the saying goes, Chang'an 12th Street, high and rich doors open... First, some senior officials of the third rank or above opened the walls and opened the side doors for their mansions for convenience. Then the other wealthy families in the yard followed one after another, stripped off the walls and opened the side doors for themselves, creating a prosperous scene of returning Jiadi Gonghuang's residence, with rich doors facing the nine streets.

Even at that time, some street-side houses after demolishing the walls had been built, which made commercial and trade activities not limited to the east and west cities, but were spread throughout Chang'an.

But these are things that will happen in the future. At least the walls are still there now, Kong Qing still has to go to the West Market to buy things honestly!

Kong Qing walked along the street next to Yong'an Canal towards the west city, looking at both sides of the straits, feeling pleasing to the eyes.

The buildings on both sides of the shore are arranged in a staggered manner. Occasionally, you can see towering eaves, trees protruding out of the wall, and swing lines hanging on the branches from behind.

With the sound of the wind, you can still hear some laughter like silver bells!

And there is another scene in the West City, with shops and bustling traffic. The passing people were wearing all kinds of clothes, including Hanfu with big sleeves, pointed Hu hats and Hu clothes, and beautiful women with curtain hats and delicate figures...

Compatible and inclusive!

Because Chang'an West City made a clear division at the beginning of its construction, it was divided into nine parts according to the different items sold by merchants. For example, restaurants, hotels, meat shops, rice shops, etc. are together, while silk, silk cloth, silk, dye shops, etc. are together...

So although there are many people, it does not seem messy at all!

After Kong Qing walked around the west city, he came to the door of a restaurant with fragrance. On the top of the lintel, a guise swaying in the wind, and a large black character, Zhao, could be seen.

On the side of the restaurant is a built stove, with red and yellow boiling oil splashing in the pan, and rolls of fried golden rolls of meat were stacked next to the pan. A plump and beautiful lady was wearing an apron and rolling her sleeves, skillfully using a pair of long chopsticks to pull a few rolls of meat that had not yet been fried to the heat in the pan.

"The eldest lady of the Zhao family, come five wrong golden scrolls." Kong Qing, who made a lot of money today, shouted angrily.

Me, Gao Dao Kong Qing, is not short of money today!
Chapter completed!
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