In the early morning of autumn, the weather in the east has just revealed its light, and milky white mist floats in the ancient city. The boat sailing slowly on the Qinhuai River, hidden among the thick fog, is like a jade palace floating in the sky.
In the thick fog of late autumn, Ning Yi ran along the road beside the Qinhuai River while humming. This kind of exercise program has been fixed every morning. Anyway, he has plenty of time. Along the way, the simple brick and wood structures on both sides of the road
There are more and more buildings, various trees, and boats floating on the Qinhuai River. Occasionally, I see boatmen or tired fireworks women appearing on the bows of the boats.
This period of time is the most interesting period for the metabolism of Jiangning City. The turmoil and bustle of the night have dissipated, and the new vitality has just begun. The city gate outside has been opened, and vegetable farmers or vendors who came in for the early market are coming in one after another.
, when you go to each market, you can meet not many people, but they always give people a feeling of green and vitality. Occasionally, you can see people who look tired, hurriedly walking along the roadside, or even disheveled. Most of them are
I spent the night in a brothel and left early because I had something to do during the day. It was a sure thing. The shop was only half open and the beggars hadn't gotten up yet.
Happiness often comes from unhappiness, and prosperity always comes from contrast. For Ning Yi, who has experienced modern big cities, no matter how prosperous Jiangning is, it is just that. But these things do not need to be taken seriously, after all, the simple and natural flavor is
Really, those who live here are always easy-to-satisfy people. If they have enough food and clothing, they can smile happily.
Ning Yi occasionally talked about these things with Mr. Qin. Jiangning is a very good city, but in fact beggars walk around in groups, and it is not uncommon to sell children and girls. Of course, there are many wealthy households here.
, if you can sell your child to a good mansion and become a maid, you will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future, which can be regarded as a virtue accumulated by your ancestors. Thanks to the popularity of fireworks in the Qinhuai River area, beautiful poor girls will have another place to go.
, in the future, if you can learn poetry and singing, the madam can also run a business properly, or you can perform arts and become a famous prostitute. If you are more lucky, you may be able to marry into a wealthy family as a concubine. But most of them
Those who are unlucky can only sell themselves for the rest of their lives. When they get older and lose their lust, the madam will be kind-hearted and let them go free. Fortunately, there are many places like this, and rules can be formed. If you can abide by the rules, you can always be good or not bad.
Of course, the quality of this place is also relative. If the old prostitutes have no money, most prostitutes will take them in to do some chores and sweep for the next few years, and will not throw them out directly. Get along with them.
After a long time, we still have this kind of conscience and welfare. If we were not in cities like Jiangning and Yangzhou, we would not be able to guarantee these things.
There were also those who raised thin horses. In later generations, Yangzhou's thin horses were famous all over the world. It started in the Ming Dynasty. But in fact, there was a similar business at this time. It was not large in scale, but it was always an investment associated with the land of fireworks. As a thin horse breeding
Girls who are married have a better life than ordinary girls who work as prostitutes. They have hope in the future, because they can at least have the opportunity to learn music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and singing, and they are more likely to become famous prostitutes in the future.
There will always be disaster victims in every flood season. If the year is good, there will always be fewer, but there will always be some. If the year is bad, for example, the Yellow River floods every few years or other natural and man-made disasters, the city will always be tense for a period of time, which makes people nervous.
The army guarded the city gate and did not allow the victims to enter the city. The prefect convened the wealthy businessmen for discussion. In fact, they mobilized donations. Everyone worked together to make porridge and meals... People will always freeze to death in winter. It also depends on the weather. The weather is good.
It goes without saying that it is not good to get less. Beggars have a hard time in winter. If it snows, it is not uncommon to see people hugging each other and freezing to death the next day.
You will get used to these things after seeing them too much, but Mr. Qin would occasionally say: "This is not a good year." Good years also exist. The first years of the Wu Dynasty were considered to be peaceful and prosperous. Emperor Wu Heng,
Ning Yi always feels dizzy when he hears Wu Huizong's great talent, but any dynasty will have some years of singing and dancing. At this time, the Wu Dynasty was very similar to the late Northern Song Dynasty. Leaving the relatively wealthy place of Jiangnan, several groups of peasant forces
There are rebellions, and strongmen and bandits are not uncommon. A country in the north called Daliao, ruled by the Yelu family, has invaded the border several times. When the border was invaded, peace was negotiated, and when the border was invaded, the peace was negotiated. A few years ago, they signed a contract, and they called each other a country of brothers.
Of course, Brother Liao and Brother Wu still continued to fight even after signing the contract, and the small-scale offenders never stopped.
Ning Yi is not worried about this. The shame of Jingkang has not come yet. Although the emperor is different, it will definitely be different if it happens. The emperor has not moved the capital to Jiangning yet. This country still has national strength. If there is a war, it can always support it.
If the war continues, even if the capital is moved and the Wu Dynasty is replaced by the Southern Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty will support it for a long time. If the Jin Kingdom comes again, I should have finished my life. There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many towers there are.
In the mist and rain, it can be seen that the Southern Song Dynasty - well, it doesn't seem to be the Southern Song Dynasty. Ning Yi thought for a while, but there was no result, so he put it aside - never mind it, life in the Southern Song Dynasty was indeed decent anyway.
He has no idea of saving the Chinese nation or establishing any lasting achievements in ancient times. He is already tired, as if he has relieved the burden of passion. He has long been accustomed to many injustices and darkness. Modern society is also dark. Even if the world is miserable, it has caused
I can't afford his sympathy and resonance - it's not that I don't have it, it's that it's not enough. As for long-term achievements such as becoming an emperor, it is naive for a person who can only live for sixty years to think about things that will last for one hundred and twenty years. But then again,
At other times when he was bored, such as when he was standing by the relatively secluded bend of the Qinhuai River and was sweating after running, Ning Yi would irresponsibly think of something that would be more positive in the eyes of others.
For example, if you really want to do something, the identity of the son-in-law is actually very troublesome, but it is not a big problem. Business opportunities are everywhere these days. There is no MSG in eating vegetables. He knows how to make MSG. It sounds simple but is actually a bit complicated. But it takes a while.
It will probably take about a year to mass-produce it, and then we can put together some new dishes and modern cooking concepts to create a food city, and we can always make a fortune.
There is no music these days. Anyone who has lived in a world where you can download all kinds of music unlimitedly and listen to unlimited music every day can imagine how boring it is. The performances in those brothels may not be good, and the singing of famous prostitutes may not be good. But if
You can't hear it at all. Suddenly, when you listen to a song that is slightly up to standard, you will naturally feel that it is like the sound of nature. If you can build an entertainment city or something, there is a lot of potential, with songs, dances, and various ways of playing. Most of the lyrics of modern songs cannot be used, but the tunes and singing are localized.
It's okay to have a dance, something a little subtle and in line with the dance concept of the time, or copy some poems and have people sing them.
He was also bored for a long time and kept thinking about eating, drinking and having fun.
As for breaking away from eating, drinking and having fun, spending decades making guns and laying the foundation for an industrial revolution, rebelling and becoming an emperor so that people two hundred years from now can fly on planes, etc., I can’t enjoy it anyway.
, it’s really silly to think about it, it would be more meaningful to open a food city and entertainment city.
The morning breeze was slightly cool, and he was standing by the river bend made of stones, throwing stones into the water while running these ideas in his mind.
In fact, for the time being, there is nothing we can do about this.
People who marry the Su family have almost no idea of opening a brothel, so they can put it aside first. If the Su family opens a cloth shop, it will be troublesome to open a tavern. For example, you can first come up with some ideas for the Su family's cloth shop.
, prove your own worth, and then... oh, then you will be assigned to a cloth shop as a shopkeeper or something. If you prove it a little more, it will become the same occupation as in your previous life. Then you can use the funds to open a tavern. In their
With doubtful eyes, he told them that this was very profitable. Next, he needed to find someone to get a series of equipment, use his brains to do various experiments, and come up with an assembly line. The reason for doing this was just because he missed every meal.
There is less than one gram of MSG in the rice. Isn’t this a pain in the ass...
Humming the blue Caribbean melody in his mouth, Ning Yi couldn't help but laugh at his idea. It might not be so troublesome to do, but it is very interesting when he thinks about it. He might as well just buy a few hundred kilograms of kelp and boil it.
Sun-dried crystals, but kelp is easy to buy, but if they do experiments in this area, on the one hand they will say they are wasting it, on the other hand, some people may tell them that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen...
Blue Caribbean hummed the beginning, but forgot the rest, so it changed to "Two Tigers". When it hummed "Two Tigers Run Fast" for the second time, a chicken crow came from the road behind.
"Brother, brother, brother..."
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."
There were two voices, one was that of a woman and the other was that of a hen. Looking back, in the looming mist, a hen was running lifelessly among the roads and trees over there, followed by a man in a gray and white sarong.
The woman also appeared, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and pursued the hen relentlessly. One person and one chicken were spinning desperately in the mist, disappearing and reappearing.
Ning Yi stood under the tree by the river, holding his chin and watching this scene.
Theoretically speaking, imitating chicken crows is to give the chicken a sense of security and tempt it to come over. But now that the hens are so frightened, what's the use of calling them brother, and it's useless to call them sisters.
With this thought in mind, he watched the human-chicken fight for a while. Just when he felt that the woman had a good figure, the hen suddenly turned around and flew towards this side. It rushed past Ning Yi and jumped into the river decisively.
The woman also followed closely with an anxious look on her face. The morning fog was originally very thick, and Ning Yi stood under a tree without looking very inconspicuous. The woman probably didn't pay attention to the people next to her. She saw the river bank in front of her, so she chopped it with a kitchen knife.
The knife was struck with great force, and the woman let out a "hum" sound, but it didn't hit her at all. Instead, the kitchen knife fell out of her hand and flew into the water with a splash.
Ning Yi was startled by the decisive momentum of the knife. Then he realized that the woman's body had leaned forward and was about to fall into the river with her arms waving. He subconsciously shouted: "Hey!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed it.
Holding one of the woman's hands, the woman turned around and grabbed the other hand subconsciously. Ning Yi was about to pull her back with force when the stone under his feet loosened...
"Ah-gu-" a short exclamation.
boom--
Then there was a fierce splashing sound, splashing, splashing, splashing, and the river surface was churning under the thick fog.
Ning Yi had pretty good water properties in his previous life, but it's a pity that he couldn't bring water properties with him. This body was originally that of a weak scholar, and his water properties weren't very good. He was injured before his weak constitution. Although Ning Yi had been recuperating for several months and had another treatment.
Exercise, but after all, the improvement is limited in a few months. The woman doesn't seem to be very good at water. The two of them struggled in the water that was not very deep. Ning Yi calmed down several times and wanted to speak, but was pulled into the water by the other party.
"You...Gululu..."
"Hey...Gulu, Gulu, Gulu..."
"Don't...Gulugulugulugulu..."
It is said that many brave people with good water skills were involved in panic and drowned and died together.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ning Yi dragged the woman up on the steps on the bank of the river dozens of meters away. He was soaked and embarrassed. He lay on the bank and vomited several times before he recovered, and then went to see her.
The woman who was rescued had already drunk enough water and passed out. She was motionless.
"Hey!" Ning Yi patted the woman's face several times. The woman's hair was as long as algae. She looked extremely miserable and unresponsive.
"San Lotus Floating Blue Pond... You live by the Qinhuai River and you don't know how to swim..." Ning Yi sighed helplessly, then straightened the woman's body and began to perform first aid according to the steps he had learned before.
Even if the other party is a woman, this first aid may not be a good thing, and she is not a beauty in a swimsuit. At this time, the woman's body is wrinkled and her hair is messy, just like the legendary drowned water ghost, and she is in a miserable state. Ning Yi's heart
Anxiously, I performed chest compressions several times to get her to spit out a lot of water. Then I patted her face, but found that there was still no response, so I pinched her cheeks and started artificial respiration.
After doing it for a while, the woman woke up in a daze. Just as Ning Yi was about to lean down, a slap sounded on the face. The slap was very crisp in the morning wind. The woman was crying and her voice was miserable: "Deng Yi
Disciple, you...cough...what are you doing..." She hugged her chest and backed away desperately. At this time, her whole body and skirt were stuck to her limbs, and her slender legs were kicking on the ground. She was desolate and thin, and even a bit pitiful.
Feel.
If there were other pedestrians passing by at this time, Ning Yi might be given a beating because of this scene.
"I knew it was like this..." Ning Yi tilted his head for a while, slumped his shoulders, exhaled a long breath, and then sat on the road behind. The two stared at each other by the river for a while, Ning Yi
He raised his hand: "Are you okay?"
The woman stared at him and said nothing.
"It'll be fine." He answered on his own and got up from the ground with all his strength. Ning Yi curled his lips, turned around and walked in the direction he came from. The cool breeze blew, and it was really cold.
Behind him, the woman was sitting there huddled, watching his figure disappear gradually at the other end of the road...
That woman is so pitiful. She lost her hen and folded her knife, and walked back soaked in water. Ning Yi thought with gloating. In this case, the cold wind is a very painful thing, but thinking about others is even more pitiful.
, his pain subsided slightly.
He has always had his own open-minded approach to small things. Since things cannot be changed, he has no choice but to use this method to make himself happier for the time being.