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The road is full of pedestrians.
Cheng Mo let go of the reins and walked slowly, one is to observe the situation of Yangzhou City, and the other is that there are many pedestrians on the road, and the streets are not spacious.
Two horses in parallel, similar to the modern two-lane, can only be two cars apart, to overtake you have to look at the front and back, left and right, to make sure that there is no car to overtake.
From time to time, there are restaurants with wine flags hanging in front of the door along the road, and there are many diners coming in and out, and the business is very good.
Wine reflects a country's grain level to a large extent, and only when there is enough grain can there be surplus grain to make wine.
The same is true for restaurants, if the people can't even eat, how can they have spare money to go to the restaurant to see a lot of restaurants, and they can continue to operate, which shows that Yangzhou is indeed rich.
Behind him, there is a long "tail", Zhou Zheng personally followed behind, ready to step forward at any time to "do the friendship of the landlord", Shen San followed Zhou Zheng's side, while serving carefully, while thinking about how to climb Cheng Mo, even if he could catch the guards around him, the guests of the Jade House followed behind, as well as the officials and salt merchants in Yangzhou City, got the news, and also followed.
Together, these people were mighty, with three or four hundred people, either riding horses or riding cars, following Cheng Mo's footprints and moving all the way.
Looking from afar, it seems that Cheng Mo is leading the way in front, and the gentry and rich are following behind.
The news kept spreading, people kept joining, and the ranks got bigger and bigger.
The procession was so spectacular that the people watched and talked about it.
Cheng Mo turned around for a long time and came to Xicheng, the streets were narrower, and the houses were much smaller, no longer pavilions, but courtyards with one or two entrances.
There were so many people watching the excitement that the roads were almost blocked, and the streets that could only be ridden through could not be ridden.
Cheng Mo dismounted, the guards also dismounted, and Kuroko took the reins of stepping on the snow.
The people who followed him also dismounted.
There was a car coming, the car blocked the road, and the people behind couldn't get through, seeing Cheng Mo walking farther and farther, he was anxious and shouted.
The car and horse blocked the man and was also very anxious, the horse could lead the way, the car could not pass, if the king of Bei'an got on the horse, how could he run on two legs and four legs, that would be left behind.
Both sides were anxious, their tones were very impulsive, they scolded as they spoke, and then they fought, and the little guys on both sides also stepped forward to help, and for a while, their fists and feet flew, and the people behind them retreated.
"Hurry up, take the car away, don't block the road."
A man who looked like a salt merchant called the guards to carry the carriage away, but the people fighting in the group were too lethal for the guards to come closer.
The team in front is almost invisible, the people behind are gone, and the emotional sleeves are about to be up, and they are afraid of being injured by mistake and hide in the distance and scold, for a while, this piece is a mess.
When the road reached the front of the two forks, Cheng Mo slowed down, Ah Fei understood in his heart, and leaned up and said, "Left." ” Cheng Mo turned into the bluestone road on the left, most of the houses on both sides are small courtyards with detached families, according to the system, they cannot open the door to the street, there is only one small restaurant, the small door is open, and a cyan wine banner flutters in the wind in front of the door.
Cheng Mo stopped in front of the small restaurant, looked up, and walked in.
Zhou Zheng followed the guards' horses, ate soil all the way, and came here.
When Cheng Mo turned around in Dongcheng, there was a prosperous scene, and he was secretly happy, under his governance, he could prosper, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
But as he walked, he felt that something was wrong, this was the way to Xicheng.
He was anxious, thought of a few ways to stop it, and vetoed himself, Cheng Mo did not call him to accompany him, he ran by himself, no matter what method he used, he would inevitably be questioned.
How can you show up in the open?
In fact, Cheng Mo knew that he was following behind, but he was too lazy to entertain him and pretended not to know.
Zhou Zheng is not a wise person, and before he has come up with a feasible solution, Cheng Mo has already walked into the small hotel.
The small hotel is a small place, only six low ones, one is missing a corner, and the paint on the few is mottled and old.
Since the official hat chair became popular in the north and south of the country, the dwarf table has gradually become a supporting role, only used in narrow places such as carriages or couches, and most people have changed furniture such as official hat chairs and eight immortal tables.
There are very few restaurants like small restaurants that do not use the Eight Immortals table and official hat chairs.
The shopkeeper and the second boy, the guy is a white-haired old man, and when he saw the guest, he bent his waist to greet him, and said, "Xiao Langjun, please." ” Cheng Mo picked a low table at random, sat on the mat, and said, "Old man, come with two corners of wine and two kinds of snacks." ” "Xiao Langjun, please wait."
The old man responded, glanced at Cheng Mo, the young man was dressed in brocade, his demeanor was extraordinary, he was not an ordinary person at first glance, why did he come to his small hotel, he was suspicious, and quickly played two corners of wine and brought two dishes of snacks.
Cheng Mo poured himself a glass of wine, and the wine was turbid.
"It's boring to drink alone, the old man might as well sit down and drink two cups together, how" The old man was quite surprised, but a pair of Shangcheng's inky black jewel-like eyes suddenly felt extremely relieved, how could a person with such a pair of clear eyes be a bad person and how could he intentionally harm him He answered, took another cup, and sat down opposite Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo filled him with wine and said, "Old man, you are so old, why don't you tease your grandson at home, and come out to make a living" The old man's face was gloomy, he sighed, and said, "The old man has only one son, and he died of a sudden illness a few years ago, leaving behind a fifteen-year-old grandson.
The grandson is sensible, and he went to work in the Shenjia salt factory last year, but he didn't expect to do it for less than three months and died. ” "It's good to be dead, how can you die" Cheng Mo's pupils shrank into pins.
The old man shed two lines of turbid tears and said: "I have lost my breath when I brought him back, and the old man restrained him for him, and found that he was covered with bruises, and he was beaten to death." ” "Why don't the old people sue?"
"What are you suing, the Shen family's salt farm was opened by Shen San, the brother-in-law of the state pastor."
"The owner of the Jade House is also called Shen San."
Cheng Mo's mind came to Shen San's ridiculously big belly, could it be the same person The old man sighed and said, "It's him."
He is the largest salt merchant in Yangzhou City, and there are 10,000 or 20,000 salt workers in the salt factory, but he is not benevolent to the rich, and the daily labor in the salt factory is very heavy, as long as the work is not finished, he will be beaten.
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My grandson, who was only fifteen years old and had little strength, had a heat stroke that day, and was beaten to death before he had finished half of his work that night. ” Cheng Mo's eyes were sewn, and he said, "Except for your grandson, is there anyone else who has been beaten to death?"
"Why didn't they just dare to sue, some time ago came to Zhou Yushi, in the small hotel of the old man, I learned about the old man's grandson, and begged the old man to find the salt workers who died in the family, saying that they wanted to avenge our grievances.
But after the Chinese New Year, Zhou Yushi disappeared.
Some people say that Zhou Yushi has returned to Beijing.
Alas, there are no good people in office. ” t1706231537: