Zhang Yang said earnestly: "Brother Chu Mo, you have to remember that it is this society that gives brothers the opportunity to be together, and always remember to give back to this society."
"Repaying kindness with kindness is a virtue, someone understands it."
"Only do good things and don't do bad things."
"That monk just now?"
"He is a bad guy and we are good guys, so we beat him."
The two walked out of the streets of Chang'an City together, followed by several brothers.
The streets are bustling with people, and the city of Chang'an becomes more lively as the New Year approaches.
Not only the businessmen came to Chang'an, but also the tourists wanted to see the old scene of Chang'an city.
Walking on the road, Zhang Yang put his hands in his sleeves and whispered: "You think it's not easy for this Japanese monk to come to Chang'an City, right?"
Cheng Chumo nodded slightly, "It's true what you said. It is said that the journey is very long. It took more than half a year to reach Chang'an City after starting at the beginning of the year."
After walking for a while, Zhang Yang slowed down and said, "Then this Japanese monk should be quite rich."
"Hehehe..." Cheng Chu laughed silently, "Then the Japanese monk begged for food and drink all the way to Chang'an City, does he still have money?"
Zhang Yang took a breath, "Isn't that right? He will have no money?"
Cheng Chumo said contemptuously: "How much money can the Japanese have? You don't know. I heard that the Japanese are so poor that they pee blood."
"How does Brother Chumo know?"
"That's what everyone says."
Zhang Yang thought solemnly, "That's not right, it shouldn't be, the Japanese shouldn't be out of money."
In my memory, there are still many silver mines on the Japanese island. Could it be that they have not been mined yet?
Even the Japanese themselves don't know how much silver ore they have?
To put it bluntly, productivity in this era is not very high. At the same time, the development of Datang was already relatively advanced.
In this way, Datang's productivity is now stretched thin.
The Tang Dynasty was still light on corvee and low on taxes, and encouraged births in an attempt to boost the population and increase productivity.
The Tang Dynasty was like this, let alone the Japanese who are now backward.
Coupled with the low efficiency of information transmission these days, in this era where transportation is all about walking and communicating messages is all about shouting, people's understanding of the Japanese may still be limited to just a few words in the history books.
The West Market in Chang'an City is not as lively as the East Market.
The streets and alleys here are relatively deserted compared to Dongshi.
The rent here is also cheap.
Especially suitable for those who come to Chang'an City for a short stay.
Those outside the customs who come to Chang'an City for business also like to live here.
The people living in this area are very complex.
When they arrived at the entrance of a courtyard, several people smelled a strange smell.
Cheng Chumo said: "This is where those alchemists live. They think about making elixirs and becoming immortals all day long. All the neighbors have moved away."
Zhang Yang looked at him and said, "Go and say hello."
After receiving Cheng Chumo's look, a group of strong men kicked open the door, broke into the alchemist's home and started searching for things.
Let them say hello first. This greeting is really unique.
This made several alchemists complain incessantly. Zhang Yang looked at this scene and said, "It's great to be young. You look so passionate."
Cheng Chumo nodded in agreement.
Various things were rummaged through, and it turned out that the things found contained a lot of saltpeter and sulfur.
There was actually some rosin, which was an unexpected bonus.
Chang'an City is really full of treasures.
Alchemists can also be regarded as the alchemists of the Tang Dynasty. No matter what they are, they dare to throw it into the furnace and observe the reaction of the substance.
In order to become immortals and live forever, they pioneered ancient chemistry in their pursuit of knowledge and exploration, as well as their desperate spirit.
After hundreds of thousands of years of exploration, alchemists, a side profession specializing in the study of material reactions, have left many clues and lessons learned for future generations.
It can also be regarded as a branch of chemistry, a different kind of predecessor.
After less than half an hour, almost everything was searched out, even the alchemists were searched again.
They were stripped naked and were shivering in the cold wind.
Zhang Yang waved to Cheng Chumo, "Can we stop taking off people's clothes at every turn?"
"This is not for a clean search."
"What if word spreads that we like to take off other people's clothes? Our reputation has not yet spread, but our reputation has already spread far and wide."
"It makes sense." Cheng Chumo nodded seriously, feeling like the word "we" in his heart. It seems that Zhang Yang also regards himself as one of the brothers.
It was like the brothers had a strategist. Cheng Chumo was in a good mood and shouted: "Search thoroughly, don't miss anything."
"Here!"
The brothers searched even more vigorously and almost demolished the house.
Seeing Cheng Chumo commanding his brothers, Zhang Yang could roughly understand Cheng Chumo's thoughts.
Cheng Yaojin has been on the battlefield for so many years and is quite prestigious in the army.
Such generals are usually the idols of passionate young people.
Cheng Chumo naturally wanted to have a career.
If you think about it from his perspective, what Cheng Yaojin hopes most is that his son can live a good life. After all, he has fought for so many years and now the world is at peace.
If Cheng Yaojin knew that Cheng Chumo was causing trouble in Chang'an City, Chumo might be beaten by his father again.
Thinking this way, I felt inexplicably worried.
With Cheng Yaojin's temper, no one in Chang'an City would dare to provoke the Cheng family. As long as Cheng Chumo doesn't cause any serious trouble, he should be fine.
Zhang Yang loaded some saltpeter, sulfur, and rosin onto a cart. These raw materials should be enough for his own experiments and fireworks.
The homes of the alchemists were in a mess.
Cheng Chumo and others followed Zhang Yang and left pushing a cart of things.
He couldn't help but feel curious. Looking at the things packed in cloth bags, Cheng Chumo asked, "What do you want these things for?"
Zhang Yang struggled to push the cart and said, "It's almost the New Year's Eve. I want to watch some fireworks to miss my hometown."
"What kind of flower are fireworks?"
"it is very beautiful."
Walking out of the alley and onto Zhuque Street, Zhang Yang said, "I'm going home first."
"Yeah." Cheng Chumo nodded.
After Zhang Yang left, Cheng Chumo whispered: "Did you hear everything I just said?"
"heard it."
"Go find out what this firework is!"
"Here!"
Cheng Chu sneered silently, "You can know the origin of Zhang Yang if you find out where the fireworks come from. Huh! They say so and so, but is this really a melon?"
Watching the brothers going about their business, Cheng Chu walked leisurely in Chang'an City.
Zhang Yang pushed a lot of things to the streets of Dongshi. This house was not bad.
The house is empty and somewhat dilapidated.
Zhang Yang put all the raw materials into the room, took some of each raw material, and then locked the door.
After checking several times to make sure no one was following me, I walked home.
What happened at the inn last night just happened.
Li Shimin sat in the Ganlu Hall and reviewed the memorial.
The eunuch in front of the palace came to report, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Hejian County is here. He is just outside the palace."
Li Shimin kept reviewing the memorial and said, "Let him come in."
