A few days later, Du Qilang returned from Hedong Road and soon caused waves in Chang'an City.
The former famous prostitute Bai Yeying, who was about to expire, suddenly became famous because of a new poem by Du Qilang and a peony cushion.
At the age of twenty-eight, she combined the new personalities that have emerged in recent years.
The red flowers, willows and green grass were all reduced to debris on the ground in seconds.
Speaking of which, the method of calculating age at this time is really a bit tricky.
Bai Yeying was born at the end of the year.
According to the calculation of later generations, she is now twenty-six years old, which is the prime time of youth.
When she gets here, her life will be counted as He turned twenty-eight, and would wait a few months to pass the new year again, but he was already twenty-nine, so he was very close to thirty.
However, the literati at this time still had to pay attention to their sentiments and tastes.
When visiting a brothel and listening to music, they were not all attracted to those pretty little girls.
What these people pursued was more often elegance.
Even if there is any appetite, it must be packaged in a beautiful outer shell.
It is precisely because of this that Bai Yeying can have a strong counterattack.
After a period of time, the legend of Bai Yeying and her peony cushion spread throughout the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.
Anyone who is lucky enough to see it says they are astonished.
It complements the infinitely charming Bai Yeying and is so beautiful.
On this day, several gentlemen were drinking in a restaurant in the square, and someone mentioned this matter during the dinner.
"It's just a small cushion.
It's ridiculous that it can be praised so much."
One of the young and energetic men said with disapproval.
"Have you seen that mat before, Rokuro?"
his friend at the same table asked him.
"So what if I haven't seen you yet?"
the young man said nonchalantly: "It's just a mat, it doesn't matter if you see it or not."
"Rokuro, that's wrong."
Another gentleman in green robes at the same table said with a smile.
"How do you say this?"
the young man called Liulang said unconvinced.
"I was lucky enough to see that peony cushion once."
The green-robed man said with a smile.
"What do you think, Brother Ji?"
someone at the table asked immediately.
"It's really a wonderful thing."
Qingpao Langjun praised.
"What a wonderful method?"
The man from before was still dissatisfied.
"The peony flower on the cushion, at first glance, looks like the real thing.
But upon closer inspection, it is also very delicate.
The coloring of this thing is very clever.
Just one petal is made of red.
Blue, green, dark ochre and other colors, there are many colors but not too many, many colors are only used in key places That little bit, the same color, is used thickly in some places and thinly in other places.
It is very particular.
Most people don't know that he has used so many colors without looking carefully.
They just feel like they are seeing one flower.
It’s like a real flower, you have to look at it carefully to know the beauty of it.”
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Hearing him talk in detail, all the gentlemen at the wine table felt a little itchy.
They were looking forward to seeing the legendary peony cushion sometime.
Unfortunately, given their backgrounds, they were afraid that they would be afraid of it now.
I can't see Bai Yeying.
A few people were getting excited when they suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs.
"What's going on?"
one person asked the clerk in the store.
"Several gentlemen, there were some bullock carts coming from Hedong Road downstairs, and they were about to go to Ma's Trading Company.
I heard that they had peony mats on their carts.
No, they were stopped by someone.
I want to buy it,” the young store clerk said with excitement.
"Sure enough" a few people walked to the window and looked out the window.
Sure enough, they saw a bunch of people wearing long robes, short brown clothes and Hu clothes, and a young lady wearing a dress jumping up and down among them.
These Together, they surrounded the bullock carts.
"Hey, you are from Ma's Trading Company?"
someone asked loudly.
"No, we are just going to return the ox cart and stay with them for a while."
The men driving the cart were surrounded by the enthusiastic and tough Chang'an people, and they were at a loss.
Fortunately, there were still one or two among them who could barely hold on to the scene.
"Then where are you going to transport these goods to sell?"
Someone asked again immediately.
Ma's Trading Company is not far from here, and everyone in this area basically knows it.
However, since these people are not from Ma's Trading Company, they should not sell goods in Ma's Trading Company.
Where they want to sell, they have to advance Find out if it is not.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
A man said honestly.
"Hey, that's just right.
You don't have to think about it.
Just sell it here."
Everyone cheered.
"Yes, we sell it right here."
The noise suddenly started.
The men driving the cart looked at each other in confusion.
They were just walking on the road when they heard someone talking about the peony cushions.
They talked to each other.
It seemed that they had no worries about selling the two carts this time, so the result was He was caught off guard by someone else, but he was blocked in the street.
It was said that Luo Yong had made a good deal with Na Du Xi earlier and asked a dozen of his disciples to follow him to Chang'an and help him drive the ox cart.
By the way, they also rented two ox carts from Ma's Trading Company. , those wool felt mats that I saved before are basically all here.
"There are too many people, so I'm afraid of chaos."
The men were hesitant, fearing that if chaos broke out later, both trucks would be robbed.
Just after entering the city, someone from the Du family came to pick up their things.
The remaining few of them found out the location of Ma's Trading Company and planned to go there first.
Although they were not familiar with Ma's Trading Company They don’t have much friendship, but they come from the same place anyway, so you have to feel at ease.
Unexpectedly, I was almost there when I saw it.
I was blocked by people because I didn’t keep my mouth shut for a moment.
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This small street in the middle of the square was not like the avenue outside where there were patrols all the time.
People manage.
"What are you afraid of?"
"If there is no chaos, there will be no chaos."
"Don't wait any longer, just put it out there and sell it."
"Show it out, show it out."
"Tell me, how much does one cost?
I happen to have money on me today."
These people are stuck there in a noisy way, unable to leave even if they want to, otherwise they will be sold.
"Two hundred cents each."
A man tried to bid.
Before leaving, Luo Yong also told them that the price of this mat should be decided by themselves.
Anyway, he was selling it for a hundred cents each and sent it all the way to Chang'an City.
No matter what, he had to sell it for a hundred cents.
If the price is above five, of course, if the market is really bad or the situation is difficult, you still have to sell it even if you lose money.
Seeing that there were so many people here, all of them looking very enthusiastic, one of the men got brave enough and shouted out the price of two hundred cash. "" The crowd was silent.
"What kind of cushion do you have?
Take it out and show it to us first."
The two-hundred-penny peony cushion is just a joke.
If it's something different, it's just a waste of joy.
The men were also agitated by the change in attitude of these people.
They took it out as soon as they thought about it.
It was not a shameful thing anyway.
They transported those mats all the way to Chang'an City.
Not just for selling money.
"Okay."
The men exchanged glances and finally reached a consensus.
When someone opened the corner of the oil paper on the bullock cart and took out a wool felt cushion from it, because he had heard these people talking about peony cushions before, so what he took out now was also a peony pattern, but this cushion, Biro used the one he had given to Du Xi earlier.
It was much smaller, just a normal-sized cushion.
"I want this mat for two hundred cents."
When everyone looked at it, the mat was still the same kind of mat, just a little smaller.
That doesn't matter.
Two hundred cents is a good deal.
Buy it quickly before these country people can react.
"I want it too, I want it too."
The crowd immediately exploded, and everyone shouted to buy it.
"Come one by one, come one by one" "I want to buy a pair" "Give me five, that's one tael of silver."
"No cash."
"Why don't you even accept money?"
"Don't take it, don't take it" "Then you keep the things for me, and I'll go to the shop next to you to exchange them for copper coins."
"There are also patterns like green pines and green bamboos here."
"I don't want the green pine ones, I want the peony ones."
"Hey, this peony flower is also pretty."
"What kind of flower is this?"
"This is an epiphyllum, right?"
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"Lotus Lotus, bring me two more pairs of lotus flowers."
"Where are the peonies?
Are there any peonies left?"
A group of old men bought all the charming designs.
It turns out that the green pines and green bamboos that Luo Yong made specially considering the preferences of the literati were not very popular.
Oh, as I was talking, I forgot about the few people from before, the ones who were talking about peony cushions in the restaurant earlier.
Now they are no longer upstairs, and are crowding in the crowd with others.
Grabbing a mat.
Even the dear friend who was very disapproving of the legend of the peony cushion earlier shouted at the top of his lungs: "Peony Peony, give me another peony pattern, I don't have a good match here."
"Hey, don't rush, don't rush, come one by one, come one by one."
These men who came from Lishi County were really shocked by the spending power of Chang'an people.
A cushion cost 200 coins, and these people were still rushing to buy it.
But they don't know that following fashion is always done regardless of cost.
The money that is so easy to make is basically just for one time.
After this enthusiasm is over, the market will gradually return to reason and catch up tomorrow.
If someone imitates this kind of mat and competition begins, it will be difficult for the price to go up.
There was a lively and lively scene in Chang'an City, but it was much quieter here in Lishi County.
After harvesting the crops and paying various taxes and fees, the weather gradually became colder.
In mid-September, frost started to fall here.
This year, the government did not issue corvee, so the people here had to hand over pieces of cloth.
One day, the corvee was folded into three feet, seven inches and five cents of cloth.
This was called losing the Yongdai.
One day is three feet, seven inches and five minutes, and twenty days is seven feet and five feet.
If it is a leap year, two more days are needed.
Although corvee labor is hard, not every household can afford so much cloth, especially some families with more than one male.
For example, the Lin family has four brothers.
If you hand it over in one go, it will cost several people. piece of cloth.
In recent years, the corvee has not been very heavy, so many families would rather do the corvee than produce the fabric.
Unfortunately, this matter is not theirs to decide.
This is only the part of the corvee.
In addition, each soldier has to pay two stones of grain as rent every year, as well as two feet and four feet of cloth and three pounds of hemp as rent.
Rent is paid according to the number of sons, that is, how many men are in the family, the number of contributions is paid.
Luo Yong is not a man yet, so he does not need to pay these, but the local tax and household tax are paid by every household.
As long as you If there is a population and land to cultivate, there is no way to hide.
Land tax, also called land rent, is paid based on the amount of land.
Household tax is paid on a per-household basis.
This household tax is also relatively heavy and complicated.
Probably because of this tax, people at this time will basically not take the initiative to divide their families, because dividing their families means they have to pay an extra share.
Household tax.
When people of later generations think of autumn, it means the golden month of October, a season of fruitful and abundant harvests.
When people think about autumn at this time, they think of taxes and corvees, heavy burdens, and the long winter that is coming soon.
On this day, Luo Yong saw that the weather was good, so he drove the donkey cart to the county town.
Recently, he heard that people from other counties came to the city to sell pears.
Two disciples had brought him some pears before.
Luo Yong took the pears, wiped them with his sleeves and started to nibble them.
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However, his disciples laughed at him, saying that the pears had to be steamed.
To eat, you can eat it roasted, but not raw.
Being treated as a country bumpkin, Luo Yong was a little helpless.
He could just eat it steamed or stewed.
He never knew that pears could be eaten roasted.
But no matter how you eat it, the taste of the pears is really good, and the two mothers like it very much.
There is nothing much to do that day, so Luo Yong drives the donkey cart into the city, planning to buy more and come back.
In winter, the temperature is low, so it is better to put more Some days are not easy to break either.
Du Xi bought a lot of things from him before and paid off the last debt.
Luo Sanlang now had money on hand.
The weather has been getting colder and colder these past two days.
It has just passed September and there will be a thick layer of frost at night.
Er Niang stopped knitting socks recently and started knitting sweaters and trousers for her brothers and sisters.
Among them, Luo Yong was the first to wear the sweaters and trousers she knitted because he often had to go out.
Although Fourth Niang often goes out, from Er Niang's point of view, she is just running around blindly.
If Fourth Niang feels too cold and refuses to go out one day, Er Niang will have to be happy for her.
When Er Niang was knitting a sweater, she listened to Luo Yong's suggestion and knitted him a turtleneck.
As for the color, considering the cost, Luo Yong chose dark gray for himself.
Black is also good, but pure black.
It’s relatively expensive, so don’t worry if you wear it yourself.
Inside is a dark gray turtleneck sweater, outside is a dark blue robe.
This robe was made for him by Luo's mother in the early years.
The inside is made of cotton, which is silk.
This stuff is relatively expensive here, and most farmers don't have it.
Shemai, Luo's mother also made this outfit for him considering that he was going to study in the county.
In order to wear it for a few more years, the clothes were made wider, with fabric left inside the sleeves.
It was cold some time ago, so Luo Yong took out this dress to wear again.
When Er Niang saw that his sleeves were short, she helped him to let out another length.
In this way, the sleeves were long enough, and there was a circle at the cuffs.
The color of the fabric was different from other clothes, so Luo Yongquan regarded it as decoration.
Wearing a sweater and woolen trousers, and cashmere socks and thick cloth shoes, I didn't feel cold after wearing this and going out in a donkey cart.
Just as he was walking, the weather changed.
The originally bright and beautiful weather turned into a gloomy and windy day.
Luo Yong thought that there was not much to go anyway, so he simply did not turn back and continued towards the county seat.
As a result, before we could even enter the city, snowflakes started to fall in the air again.
It’s only October, and the snow really came early this year.
Luo Yong had no choice but to put on the raincoat prepared in the car.
After all, this era was no better than later generations.
The transportation was underdeveloped and everywhere looked deserted.
When going out, those who could afford it usually had to prepare a raincoat, greaseproof paper, etc. to avoid being hit by the rain and snow.
It was windy and snowy, and the weather was getting colder.
Luo Yong wore a raincoat and sat on a donkey cart, wandering towards the county seat.
He just wanted to get there quickly and have a bowl of hot food at a familiar restaurant.
Soup.
After finally entering the city, it was almost past noon.
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The five pairs were tired, hungry and cold at this time.
After entering the city, they quickly went to the familiar soup cake shop without saying anything.
"Xu" never thought that before it reached the place, Luo Yong told it to stop.
"Angang" Although the five pairs were not happy, they had to take a few steps slowly and stopped on the street.
Perhaps because of the wind and snow, the streets were empty and there were no people around.
Even the oxcarts and carriages were rarely seen, and they were probably all placed in the courtyard.
After all, the oxen and horses couldn't withstand the wind and snow.
"Old man, how do you sell these pears?"
Luo Yong didn't expect that he would encounter a pear seller as soon as he arrived.
It was really not easy in such bad weather.
It seemed that the pears in their basket were also larger and better than the ones his disciples brought him before.
"Two cents each."
The old man selling pears was squatting in the corner with his hands sleeved.
The reason why they pushed a cart of pears and walked such a long way away from Shi County to sell pears was because they heard that many merchants came here and could sell them at a good price.
How could they have thought about this year's event?
The snow actually fell so early.
"If you buy more, buy three for five cents."
The person who spoke was a young man in his teens, who should be the grandson of the old man.
The cold wind carried snowflakes and whistled through this empty street.
The young man did not wear much, but he was not huddled in the corner like his grandfather.
Luo glanced at his thin clothes. , I just felt cold in my body.
The author has something to say: Fang: roughly means residential area.
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