Businessmen are the people who value information the most in the world. Datang Daily is the carrier of first-hand news about Datang, and businessmen have a piece of it. Even if they leave Chang'an and cannot see it in time, they still have to ask someone to take it with them.
I'm afraid I might have missed some news.
Sometimes, businessmen would use the newspapers they had read to wrap dry food, and Tongluo would pick up these newspapers and read them, which gave him a deeper understanding of the Tang Dynasty and Chang'an.
He also met a man of great influence, Li Mu, the Marquis of Luoyang in the Tang Dynasty.
In his eyes, this man is simply a god.
It was he who escaped from the Turkic camp and sent a message to Li Jing's army. As a result, the Turks were defeated and the Tang Dynasty was completely victorious.
It was he who founded the Ministry of Internal Affairs and made millions of dollars for the Tang Dynasty. It was also he who promoted the mutual trade between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, which enabled the defeated Turkic people to have a bite to eat.
It was he who stirred up the wind and clouds in the northwest and made the Tang Dynasty and the Western Turks form a brotherly alliance. The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions came to Chang'an to pay homage to the emperor.
Now, it's him again who has set up a farm in the south of the Yangtze River to hire propertyless Turkic people to farm the land and provide food for people like him.
To the Turks, he was both an angel and a devil. It was he who made the Turks so miserable, and it was also he who gave the defeated Turks a way to survive.
But to Turks like Tongluo, Li Mu was a saint.
Compared with the nobles of the same clan, Li Mu, a Tang Dynasty man, cared more about the lives of ordinary Turkic people. Everything he did benefited the Turkic people at the lowest level.
Without him opening up the mutual market, Tongluo doesn't know if people like him would have survived the winter of the year of defeat.
Tongluo was grateful to Li Mu, and he was willing to believe in Li Mu, so when he heard that it was the new policy promoted by Luoyang Marquis Li Mu, Tongluo signed up without hesitation.
Tang Dynasty merchants traveling to and from Turks were temporarily granted the right to be envoys, and Turkic proletarians who agreed to the conditions could just sign up with them. Tongluo often dealt with leather merchants and signed up as soon as possible.
But the nobles refused to let them go, and he did not dare to confront them head-on, so he kept waiting for an opportunity.
Suddenly one day, for some reason, the Turkic nobles changed their attitude and allowed some people to leave. But before they were allowed to leave, they had to draw their bows and shoot arrows. Tongluo thought that only those who knew how to shoot would be allowed to leave, but he was still very disappointed. But he tried.
After shooting, those who couldn't shoot were allowed to leave. He never expected that his inability to shoot would be a blessing in disguise.
It seems that things are about to change, and the Turks who cannot shoot arrows are actually benefiting.
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It's getting dark now, and it's time to have dinner. But for people like Tongluo, they only have one full meal a day. In order to avoid being hungry at night, they go to bed early. Today is different, they will have to eat dinner tomorrow.
They were on the road. There were twenty or thirty households in this group that could leave. The person responsible for leading the way was none other than Uncle Fan, a leather merchant he knew well. The uncle was extremely enthusiastic about their ability to go to the Tang Dynasty.
Enthusiasm, they will be on the road tomorrow, and they are worried that they will not be able to walk without enough food. Tonight, the uncle took out a bag of coarse grains and asked the women from each family to get together and steam buns according to the method of the Tang Dynasty.
The Turks call steamed buns, which are actually the steamed buns of the Tang Dynasty. Paired with soup made from unknown dried wild vegetables, it is a sumptuous dinner for people like Tongluo.
"Here, let's add some seasoning for everyone!" Seeing that the vegetable soup was ready, Uncle Fan stood up and took out a small paper bag from his arms. When he opened the paper bag, there was fine white salt inside. People gathered around the campfire
People's eyes were wide open. This is snow-white fine salt. In Turks, only nobles can occasionally eat some. Ordinary people dare not even think about it.
Uncle Fan gave it a twist and put it into the soup. He caught a glimpse of the crowd and smiled, then sprinkled a small bag of white salt into it.
Everyone immediately exclaimed. This much fine salt was enough for even the nobles to eat for five meals. Uncle Fan actually threw it all into the pot at once!
Tongluo Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Uncle, it's a bit too much——"
"Not much, so happy!"
With this small packet of fine salt, everyone's numb expressions due to hunger finally became more lively, and the atmosphere became less depressing.
The steamed buns were brought up, and the children's eyes were fixed on the buns. Due to malnutrition, they all had slender necks and big heads. They wanted to eat, but they didn't dare to take them. They only dared to put them in their mouths.
He kept whispering in a low voice: "Eat steamed buns, eat steamed buns..."
In fact, the adults don't dare to take it. Uncle Fan is treating us today. He doesn't say anything and no one dares to move. And we have to rely on his care all the way south. Who dares to offend him?
"You're welcome, come on, take them all. Just don't grab them as long as you have enough for today. Follow me all the way, and I'll keep you fed every day." Uncle Fan was particularly enthusiastic today, which was completely different from when he was bargaining with the nobles.
on the contrary.
Tong Luo had been in contact with him a lot, so he felt something was abnormal in his heart, but he couldn't think of the reason, so he didn't dare to speak out.
Under the watchful eye of Uncle Fan, everyone lined up to get their own steamed buns. There were two adults and one child, each with a bowl of vegetable soup. No one took more.
Everyone ate in silence, carefully savoring the vegetable soup which was a little tasteless due to the addition of too much salt. This was the first time in their lives that they had tasted such a strong soup, and their tongues were used to eating it lightly, so they couldn't tell the difference between good and bad soup.
Bad, I just think this is the best taste in the world.
Of course Uncle Fan didn't eat this. He couldn't do anything in front of these people, so he had finished eating it long ago.
"To be honest, you guys chose to believe in the Tang Dynasty and the Marquis. This step is really the right one. You have never been to the Tang Dynasty, so you don't know what kind of person the Marquis is - the Marquis is my Fan Debiao in this life.
The person I admire the most!”
"No matter what he does, there is nothing that is not successful. But no one who follows him does not succeed in his career. The sooner you follow him, the more you will make. If you listen to him and do things, you will not lose money.
!I, Fan Debiao, used to be a gangster on the streets of Chang'an. Because I worked with Master Bai, the father-in-law of the Marquis, and got a little support, I have achieved what I have today."
"How can I tell you?" Fan Derbiao sneered and said: "You think your noble masters are all pretty powerful, right? Compared with me, Fan Derbiao, ten of them can beat me. They are so meager.
Money, in the eyes of me, Fan, is simply not worth mentioning. And if I were to compare with Lord Marquis, I would be an ant - no, even worse than an ant!"
"Look at you now, you don't even have enough to eat - you all look pitiful. The Marquis just knows that you are so pitiful, so he tries to save you. The Marquis said that when we get to Jiangnan, as long as you are not lazy and willing to work
There is absolutely no problem in living and having enough food. As for today’s meal, I can eat it as much as I want when I get to Jiangnan! I can eat two meals a day - no, three meals a day!"
"Wow..." the younger children couldn't help but exclaimed, full of food? Can you eat every meal? Three meals for you? Doesn't that make you a noble man?
"In addition to enough food, you can also eat salt every day. I heard that there is a lot of salt over there near the sea!" Fan Derbiao has never seen the sea, but these Turks have obviously never seen it, so let him brag.
Nor will it be exposed.
"Some time ago, I just returned to Chang'an and saw with my own eyes that Mr. Hou caught a big fish of more than ten feet. Think about it, how much meat does a fish of more than ten feet have? When you get to Jiangnan, you will definitely be able to eat meat. That fish
It comes from the sea and is soaked in salty salt water. Is it salty? Is it delicious?"
"Eat salted fish, eat salted fish!" The children shouted again, and the adults swallowed their saliva. But some people didn't believe it. A fish of more than ten feet was too exaggerated.
"Also, when you get there, you don't just farm. You also raise livestock and poultry. But it seems that you don't raise cattle, sheep, but pigs. I don't know exactly what's going on. When you get there, you
That's it. But there is one thing I know. The Marquis specifically said that if anyone can raise pigs well, it will ensure that every meal in your house is full of meat. What the Marquis said will not be untrue.
Pig farmers, remember and behave well!"
Fan Debiao talked for a while, his mouth was a little dry, he took a sip of the tea he brought, moistened his throat, and said: "You don't have anything you want to know? You can ask, I will tell you everything I can tell you."
No one spoke. Fan Derbiao was used to the silence of these Turkic people. They didn't speak much, and they couldn't understand Chinese. Just because they could understand it didn't mean they could speak it.
Fan Derbiao had no choice but to look at Tongluo, who spoke Chinese well, and said, "Hey, aren't you a good talker? Don't you have anything to ask?"
Tong Luo had been in contact with him a lot, so he felt something was abnormal in his heart, but he couldn't think of the reason, so he didn't dare to speak out.
Under the watchful eye of Uncle Fan, everyone lined up to get their own steamed buns. There were two adults and one child, each with a bowl of vegetable soup. No one took more.
Everyone ate in silence, carefully savoring the vegetable soup which was a little tasteless due to the addition of too much salt. This was the first time in their lives that they had tasted such a strong soup, and their tongues were used to eating it lightly, so they couldn't tell the difference between good and bad soup.
Bad, I just think this is the best taste in the world.
Of course Uncle Fan didn't eat this. He couldn't do anything in front of these people, so he had finished eating it long ago.
"To be honest, you guys chose to believe in the Tang Dynasty and the Marquis. This step is really the right one. You have never been to the Tang Dynasty, so you don't know what kind of person the Marquis is - the Marquis is my Fan Debiao in this life.
The person I admire the most!”
"No matter what he does, there is nothing that is not successful. But no one who follows him does not succeed in his career. The sooner you follow him, the more you will make. If you listen to him and do things, you will not lose money.
!I, Fan Debiao, used to be a gangster on the streets of Chang'an. Because I worked with Master Bai, the father-in-law of the Marquis, and got a little support, I have achieved what I have today."
"How can I tell you?" Fan Derbiao sneered and said: "You think your noble masters are all pretty powerful, right? Compared with me, Fan Derbiao, ten of them can beat me. They are so meager.
Money, in the eyes of me, Fan, is simply not worth mentioning. And if I were to compare with Lord Marquis, I would be an ant - no, even worse than an ant!"
"Look at you now, you don't even have enough to eat - you all look pitiful. The Marquis just knows that you are so pitiful, so he tries to save you. The Marquis said that when we get to Jiangnan, as long as you are not lazy and willing to work
There is absolutely no problem in living and having enough food. As for today’s meal, I can eat it as much as I want when I get to Jiangnan! I can eat two meals a day - no, three meals a day!"
"Wow..." the younger children couldn't help but exclaimed, full of food? Can you eat every meal? Three meals for you? Doesn't that make you a noble man?
"In addition to enough food, you can also eat salt every day. I heard that there is a lot of salt over there near the sea!" Fan Derbiao has never seen the sea, but these Turks have obviously never seen it, so let him brag.
Nor will it be exposed.
"Some time ago, I just returned to Chang'an and saw with my own eyes that Mr. Hou caught a big fish of more than ten feet. Think about it, how much meat does a fish of more than ten feet have? When you get to Jiangnan, you will definitely be able to eat meat. That fish
It comes from the sea and is soaked in salty salt water. Is it salty? Is it delicious?"
"Eat salted fish, eat salted fish!" The children shouted again, and the adults swallowed their saliva. But some people didn't believe it. A fish of more than ten feet was too exaggerated.
"Also, when you get there, you don't just farm. You also raise livestock and poultry. But it seems that you don't raise cattle, sheep, but pigs. I don't know exactly what's going on. When you get there, you
That's it. But there is one thing I know. The Marquis specifically said that if anyone can raise pigs well, it will ensure that every meal in your house is full of meat. What the Marquis said will not be untrue.
Pig farmers, remember and behave well!"
Fan Debiao talked for a while, his mouth was a little dry, he took a sip of the tea he brought, moistened his throat, and said: "You don't have anything you want to know? You can ask, I will tell you everything I can tell you."
No one spoke. Fan Derbiao was used to the silence of these Turkic people. They didn't speak much, and they couldn't understand Chinese. Just because they could understand it didn't mean they could speak it.
Fan Debiao had no choice but to look at Tong Luo, who spoke Chinese well, and said, "Hey, aren't you a good guy? You don't have anything to ask? Tong Luo has been in contact with him a lot, and he felt something was abnormal in his heart, but he couldn't think of the reason.
I didn't dare to speak out anymore.
Under the watchful eye of Uncle Fan, everyone lined up to get their own steamed buns. There were two adults and one child, each with a bowl of vegetable soup. No one took more.
Everyone ate in silence, carefully savoring the vegetable soup which was a little tasteless due to the addition of too much salt. This was the first time in their lives that they had tasted such a strong soup, and their tongues were used to eating it lightly, so they couldn't tell the difference between good and bad soup.
Bad, I just think this is the best taste in the world.
"In addition to enough rice, I also get salt every day. I tasted the vegetable soup, which was a little too salty because of the added salt. This was the first time in their lives that they had such a strong soup, and they were used to eating bland soups.
My tongue can't tell the difference between good and bad, I just feel like this, like this, like this, like this