The feud between Heifu's family and Li Zheng started three years ago when his eldest brother Zhong married a girl from a neighboring village that Li Zheng's son liked...
However, now was not the time to worry about the family. The two of them had not eaten in the morning and had been hungry for most of the day. They were already hungry. After walking through an intersection, Ji Ying's eyes lit up and he pointed in front and said, "The restaurant is here."
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A restaurant is a place for pedestrians to eat and rest. Anlu County is an important transportation route between the north and the south, with frequent traffic of cars and boats. Although there are inns and guesthouses outside the city, restaurants are also indispensable in the city.
However, this restaurant is a bit simple, with a thatched roof and white walls. There is only a cloth flag with "food" hanging listlessly on a pole. There are a few wooden tables placed in the store, which are not even painted.
The rough straw mat was deserted inside, with only five or six people eating.
"During the Chinese New Year, everyone has gone home to reunite. Only the soldiers and merchants who really have no choice will make do here..."
Ji Ying was still angry. He had served in Anlu County twice and was familiar with the place, so he invited Hei Fu to go into the dining room, kneel down on the straw mat near the door, pat the wooden case and shout
: "Shop, do you have any rice?"
The owner of this restaurant was a middle-aged man with a ginger complexion. He came over slowly after hearing the call.
Because of the special national conditions of the Qin State, whether it is travel or restaurants, the two major industries of food and accommodation are managed by the government, so shopkeepers are not very enthusiastic about greeting guests. It is like a public hotel during the Cultural Revolution. Which waiter have you seen doing this?
Making money for the government with a smile on your face?
Seeing that Ji Ying was just a young scholar and Hei Fu was just a civil servant, the store owner immediately showed contempt and said coldly: "We do have millet, but the price is..."
He looked the two of them up and down and pointed out that they were wearing brown clothes and wearing straw sandals. They didn't look like rich people, and they didn't come here to get food or drinks.
Ji Ying was waiting for him to ask this question! He immediately laughed: "Why, are you afraid that we won't give you money after eating?" As he said this, he opened the bag in his hand and took out a large handful of half a tael of money.
Slap it on the case! There is a crackling sound!
The owner of the shop was a little surprised when he saw that the money amounted to more than a thousand yuan. He even asked with suspicion: "Where did you get this money?" If Ji Ying hesitated, he was already planning to report it to the official.
Raped!
"Don't worry, owner, the money is well received!"
Ji Ying stood up and said loudly: "We captured the thief and just received the reward at the official temple!"
He shouted deliberately, as if he wanted all the diners in the store to hear.
Sure enough, the few customers in the store looked over and started pointing at the two of them.
The shop owner was slightly surprised and looked up and down the skinny monkey-like Ji Ying: "Are you the black man who captured the thief with one against three?"
Has this matter spread outside?
Ji Ying quickly shook his head, pointed at Hei Fu and said, "How can I have such ability? Hei Fu is a gentleman!"
The shop owner marveled and bowed to Hei Fu: "In the past few days, this matter has been spread inside and outside Anlu County. It is said that you are eight feet tall, with a strong back and a strong waist. You subdued thieves with your bare hands, as if you were capturing a three-year-old baby. I don't want to see you today."
When it comes to the warriors, they are really strong and handsome!"
"What a strong man!"
Several diners in the restaurant also clapped their hands and shouted "Hello". Heifu could only smile awkwardly and salute to them to thank them.
"I just did what I should do. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."
"You can't say that." The shop owner suddenly became warm and said with a smile: "We Qin people value meritorious service the most. You two will wait for a while, and I will cook myself, make the millet, and
Add more meat to feed the warriors!"
The shop owner's arrogance caught Hei Fu off guard, and it seemed that it was not because of his new title of public servant, but because he admired him from the bottom of his heart.
But it’s right to think about it. People in this era admire warriors very much. Not to mention Yu Rang, Nie Zheng and other chivalrous assassins revered by the world, let’s just say that in Anlu County, what young people admire the most is a man from Yunmengxiang.
A "tiger-fighting hero" who was famous throughout the county for shooting a tiger in the mountains.
Thinking about it this way, it was a strange thing for him to capture three thieves by himself and seize the sword with his bare hands. It really made people in the county talk about it for a long time.
Ji Ying smiled at Hei Fu, which meant nothing more than, "How about it, brother, I'll help you become famous..."
Heifu shook his head helplessly. In fact, he also understood that people in this era, regardless of their status, had two pursuits in life, one was wealth and the other was fame. In the eyes of rural farmers like Ji Ying, having fame
You have to speak out and enjoy the feeling of being looked up to and praised by others.
But today's black husband can only be regarded as having made small contributions and gained a small reputation. He can brag about it in this small county town, but in the context of the entire era of "six kings, one in the world", is it nothing?
He has a different vision than Ji Ying and others, and his thoughts are naturally different.
While waiting for the food, Heifu had been wondering what "millet millet" was. He was embarrassed to ask, for fear of making trouble again because he didn't know that the first day of October was a New Year's joke, so he could only take it literally.
After the millet is peeled, northerners call it Huangmizi, or soft rice; Zhen means meat soup. Millet Zhen should be meat porridge made from yellow rice seeds mixed with meat.
When the food was served, it turned out that it was true. The owner had kept his promise and added a lot of fat pieces of meat to the steaming meat porridge, which greatly increased Ji Ying's appetite. But Heifu shook his head after taking a bite.
He was accustomed to eating all kinds of delicacies of later generations, but the crudely made food of this era always felt bland and tasteless. Moreover, in this meat porridge, there were suspicious pieces of meat that were either pork or dog meat, and there was a fishy smell, which made him almost
They felt like vomiting. Just to satisfy their hunger and not to embarrass the owner of the shop who was looking at them eagerly, they had to swallow it in small sips and praised it for being delicious...
After returning to this era, apart from the language, there were three other things that Heifu had the most difficulty adapting to.
First, there is no underwear under the crotch, so the wind blows and the butt is cold. When you sit with your legs spread apart, the black weapon underneath will be accidentally exposed. Not to mention how embarrassing it is. Otherwise, why do you think people in this era sit with their legs together and kneel?
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Second, there are only one or two pieces of clothing all year round, so there is no way to change and wash them frequently. Over time, whether it is others or yourself, there will be an unpleasant smell of sweat. You know, productivity is low these days, and clothes are not cheap. When people die,
He would even treat better clothes as real estate and write them in his suicide note...
Thirdly, this is what we eat.
"It would be great if I could have a bowl of noodles or dumplings."
Heifu thought so and licked his lips.
But he knew that this was just a dream. Although the grinding mill had appeared in the north during this era, it seemed that it had not spread to the south county, which was embarrassing. At present, the main method of removing chaff in the Qin State was to pound, and there was also a special method for criminal women.
Torture, also called pounding, requires pounding rice all day long. You can imagine how tiring this job is.
"When I finish my service and return home, I will be rich and free, so I will try to find something that can satisfy my appetite." Hei Fu has no other intention, just for his own temple of the five internal organs.
Ji Ying was very satisfied, holding the pottery bowl and wolfing down the millet and chewing the greasy meat. In this era, poverty limited everyone's imagination. In the eyes of ordinary people, a prosperous life
, that is, you can eat fatty meat (paste) and polished rice (liang).
Thinking about it this way, Heifu looked back at his previous life of more than 20 years. Although he was a loser, in the Warring States and Qin Dynasty, he was already a "young man."
Of course, if you have meat, how can you lose wine?
Ji Ying sighed while eating: "It would be great if there was millet wine. On weekdays, people are not allowed to gather in groups to drink. In previous years, they only looked forward to the Zhengdan Festival and the December Festival, so they could drink some with the villagers, but now..."
The wine that people in Qin drink during the Chinese New Year is also brewed from millet and is called millet wine. But as far as Heifu knows, people have no chance to drink it on weekdays because the Qin State prohibits alcohol so strictly that it is unprecedented and unprecedented!
Since the time of Shang Yang, because wine was a waste of food, people would be bold and make trouble after drinking, so the State of Qin deliberately raised the price of wine ten times! This is equivalent to imposing heavy taxes on tobacco and alcohol in later generations. In this way, in Anlu County, people can
Only officials or wealthy people could afford to drink.
Even restaurants are not allowed to sell alcohol. Otherwise, why do you think wine shops and restaurants in other countries became "restaurants" in Qin? It's very simple, this place does not sell alcohol!
You might say, isn’t it just rice wine? What’s so difficult about farmers brewing it themselves?
However, Shang Yang had already considered this. The Qin State clearly stipulated in the "Tian Law" that "people who live in farm houses do not dare to drink wine. If they are stingy in the fields, their subordinates will strictly prohibit them. Anyone who disobeys will be punished!"
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So people could only drink in secret if they wanted to, for fear of being reported. As for drinking in public in the lobby, it was only allowed on the first day of October and the December Festival. During the Chinese New Year, people must have fun.
Heifu was not interested in millet wine, which was as light as a drink, so he smiled and ignored it.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a pair of people who looked like businessmen talking about something behind him.
"People from Guanzhong said that the king has issued a message and sent out troops to attack Yan!"
Hearing these keywords, Heifu's ears pricked up involuntarily!
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