Chapter 8: Kunlun Slave is still more compatible with Mazefake
Just after Kong Qing finished telling the fortunes of Yang Mudan and the little maid she brought with her, Yang Hong, the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, took several servants and personally brought a carriage to take Yang Mudan back to his home.
When Yang Mudan left, she looked at Kong Qing, her eyes watering, as if they were dripping with water. If Kong Qing hadn't been a serious person, he might have lost his composure on the spot!
A handsome young man will always be under a lot of pressure!
In addition to Yang Mudan, Butler Yang Hong and the others also took away coachman Wang Ergouzi who was tied up tightly.
For some reason, Wang Ergouzi, who was brought into the car, had a rosy face and his cheeks seemed to have gained weight, but his eyes were dull and he was still mumbling.
"That's right, I am the Suishen, I am the Suishen..."
Kong Qing had no idea what happened to Wang Ergouzi during this period of time. He didn't know anything at all. He knew that Wang Ergouzi had sincerely regretted several times during this period and had given him a few more punishments.
Points of merit!
Kong Qing spent a long time bluffing and deceiving, and even hinted at the other party's murder. He just got some merit points from Wang Ergou, but these bald... monks actually killed Wang Ergou in such a short period of time.
Ergou, a bastard like him, made me sincerely repent several times.
I have to say that monks are really professional in persuading people to be kind!
But as the saying goes, misfortunes come with blessings. After experiencing this farce, the business of Kong Qing's Gua Stall suddenly became prosperous.
"This little Taoist priest, please give me a divination to see about my future..."
Bang!
Money has always been spent.
"The noble man's purple aura is visible, his hall is rosy, and the sign of rising has appeared. He will be transferred to the first level in the near future. However, there will be danger in the middle of the day. We need to beware of villains. According to what I see, the noble man might as well do this..."
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for telling me. I almost forgot the key to it at some point!"
Bang!
It's the same money again.
The boss is awesome! (broken voice)
Although the amount of money is indeed not a small amount, there seem to be more local tycoons in Chang'an City who are not short of money. When Kong Qing almost closed the stall, he actually collected more than 30 pieces of gold!
This is only the first day...
The Sakyamuni Buddha Christmas Dharma Ceremony in Zhuangyan Temple will take fifteen days to hold. Kong Qing feels that by the end of the puja, he will be able to get at least 800 to 1,000 strings!
Kong Qing felt relieved at the thought of earning such a small amount of money.
Zhuangyan Temple is indeed a famous temple in Chang'an, but it is much better than Xingshan Temple because of the stupid people and rich people!
So in order to reward himself, Kong Qing closed the stall early in the afternoon, put together the banners hanging on the wall of the roadside shop, the tablecloths on the table and the two mats, and stuffed them into the self-made
A small cart that could be used as a table was dragged to the door of a house in Guiyifang.
Although this hexagram stall can be dragged away, Kong Qing himself still needs to stay in Zhuangyan Temple, a geomantic treasure place, for more than ten days. It would be too tiring to drag him here from Qingdu Temple every day...
Fortunately, with the help of a friend he knew, Kong Qing found a kind-hearted person living in Guiyifang who could let him leave the Gua stall and the money at his home after closing the stall, thus solving this problem.
But when Kong Qing met this kind man for the first time, he was completely shocked.
It's not because the other person looks scary. In fact, he is honest and honest. Although he has curly short hair that is completely different from the current Tang Dynasty people, he looks like an honest person at first glance.
What shocked 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 makes him invisible as long as he closes his eyes at night...
Although Kong Qing had long known that some black people had settled in the Tang Dynasty, he had always thought that those people were indigenous monkeys from Southeast Asia, and judging from the skin color of the one in front of him, it was definitely from Africa!
"The old slave is from Kunlun, and his name is Mori!"
When they first met, the black man spoke in a formal Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty, which was almost as fluent as Kong Qing's.
"Ms. Li has already told the old slave about everything about you, sir. Please relax, sir. Your property is here with me. No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to lose even a penny!"
I have to say that seeing this black man speaking fluent Tang Dynasty Mandarin, Kong Qing felt a look of disobedience.
As expected, black people are better suited to Ma Zefenke...
Just when 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 in front of him.
It was grinding hard in the stone mortar, and it made a creaking sound.
After seeing Kong Qing appear dragging a cart, Mo Li immediately put down the stone pestle in his hand, clapped his hands and came forward.
"Why did Lang Jun come so early? Didn't he agree that at three o'clock in the morning, the old slave would go to the gate of Zhuangyan Temple to clean up for Lang Jun?"
Yes, this old black guy... Kunlun Slave did say this to Kong Qing, but as far as Kong Qing is concerned, the other party is not only willing to help him keep his Gua stall, but also does not charge a penny for the storage fee, so Kong Qing
Qing was really embarrassed to ask other people to help close the stall.
Anyway, with his handsome appearance, even if he is dragging a stroller, he still looks like a god!
"This is the first time we met. I can't help but work so hard..."
Kong Qing raised his hand, slapped Moli lightly, then took out some cooked meat he had just bought from the stall in front of Zhuangyan Temple from the car he dragged and handed it over.
"It's just a small thing to express my gratitude to!"
"Mr. Lang is too polite..."
Although Kunlun Numoli refused Kong Qing's storage fee, he did not refuse the gift from Kong Qing. He happily accepted it and even reached out to let Kong Qing into the house.
"I recently got a bottle of aged pine mash wine. If you don't want to give it up, how about I have a few drinks with you?"
Kong Qing blinked and looked at the elegant old Hei in front of him, always feeling a little uncomfortable.
Black people should still resist a dual-card cassette player, and then shake their heads to make people feel more friendly.
"Thank you for your wrong love, but I still have some homework to do tonight, and I really can't delay..."
After several refusals, Kong Qing finally left the house of this overly enthusiastic old black man...Kunlun Slave. When he walked out of the gate of Guiyifang in a relaxed manner, he did not notice the two bald figures at all.
She was watching him quietly from a distance.
"Senior brother, didn't you say that this little Taoist priest has at least twenty guan on his body?"
A bald man in his twenties, wearing a monk's robe, looked at Kong Qing's figure with fluttering sleeves and asked doubtfully, "He doesn't have that much money on him, does he?"
"Then he must have deposited his money in this mansion..."
A burly bald man looked at Kong Qing's back and touched his chin with his hand. "This little Taoist priest must be worried about something unexpected happening when he goes back with so much money..."
"Then what should we do now?" the young bald man asked again.
"What are you afraid of? You can escape the Taoist priest, but you can't escape the money..."
The burly bald man sneered.
"It's too bright now to use it. Let's do this. You keep an eye on it from here in the house. I'll go back and call a few more brothers. We'll go to the house in the evening to make a fortune together..."
Kong Qing, who had already left, had no idea that he was being targeted just after he came to Zhuangyan Temple to make money for a day. At this time, he was walking on the streets of Chang'an in a good mood.
The Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty was not the Chang'an City of the Han Dynasty. In fact, in the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen Yang Jian built the city of Han Chang'an in the Han Dynasty because the scale of the Han Chang'an City was too small, the water quality was salty, and the city layout was messy. It did not have the splendor of a capital city at all.
A new city was rebuilt on Longshou Plain in the southeast of the city, called Daxing City.
The rebuilt new city is square and symmetrical, intersecting vertically and horizontally. It is divided into 108 squares in the Guocheng outside the palace city and the imperial city. Among them, the thirteen squares arranged from north to south outside the imperial city symbolize the thirteen states and also imply
There are leaps in a year; the ten east and west squares symbolize the ten roads in the country; the four east squares south of the imperial city symbolize the four seasons of the year; the nine north and south squares allude to the nine squares of the royal city in "Zhou Rites".
Even for the convenience of water supply, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty dug three water canals, namely Longshou, Qingming, and Yong'an, in Daxing City to introduce running water from nearby Chang'an into Chang'an City.
From Kong Qing's current perspective, at a glance, the entire Chang'an City is scattered and magnificent!
Now, because it is still the early Tang Dynasty, for the sake of safety, the walls between each workshop still exist. Every night when the curfew comes, the gates of each workshop will be closed.
And after a few decades, these city walls will exist in name only.
As the saying goes, the Twelfth Street of Chang'an is full of open doors... First, for the sake of convenience, some high-ranking officials of the third rank and above opened the walls of the houses and opened side entrances to their residences. Then the other wealthy families in the houses followed suit and opened the side doors.
The square wall was used to open a side door for oneself, creating a prosperous scene where the returning Jiadi Gong Imperial Palace and the Zhumen'e'e are adjacent to Jiuqu.
Even at that time, street shops were built in some of the houses facing the streets after their walls were demolished, which allowed commercial and trade activities to be no longer limited to the east and west cities, but spread throughout Chang'an.
But these are things for the future. At least the walls are still there, and Kong Qing still has to go to the West Market to buy things!
Kong Qing walked along the street next to Yong'an Canal in the direction of the West Market. Looking at both sides of the river, he only felt that it was pleasing to the eye.
The buildings in the squares on both sides of the shore are scattered in an orderly manner. Occasionally, you can see towering cornices, trees protruding from the walls, and swing ropes hanging from the branches from behind the square walls.
Along with the sound of the wind, it seems that you can also hear some laughter like silver bells!
In the West Market, there is a different scene. There are many shops and busy traffic. People passing by wear all kinds of clothes, including Hanfu with big sleeves and fluttering, pointed beard hats and Hufu, and people wearing
Curtain hat, exquisite beauties...
Be inclusive and open to all rivers!
Because Chang'an West Market was clearly divided at the beginning of its construction. It was divided into nine parts according to the different items sold by merchants. For example, restaurants, hotels, butcher shops and rice shops are all together, and silk
Silk, silk, dyeing and the like are all together...
So even though there are a lot of people, it doesn’t look cluttered at all!
After Kong Qing walked around the West Market, he came to the door of a fragrant restaurant. On the lintel, a cover swayed in the wind, and a large black character could be vaguely seen, Zhao.
On the side of the restaurant is a built-in stove. Red and yellow boiling oil is splashing in the pot. Next to the pot are stacks of fried golden meat rolls. A plump figure with a handsome face.
The pretty lady is wearing an apron, rolling up her sleeves, and skillfully using a pair of long chopsticks to move a few meat rolls that have not yet been fried in the oil pan.
"Madam of the Zhao family, here are five wrong gold rolls." Kong Qinghao, who made a huge profit today, shouted angrily.
I, Gao Dao Kong Qing, am not short of money today!