MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 522 【Active invitation】
Chapter 522 [Active invitation]
Huqiao Town at the foot of Yunzhong Mountain.
It is still full of prosperity. On the official road passing through the town, there is an endless stream of people traveling from north to south. They rest, communicate and trade here, maintaining the prosperity of this town far surpassing that of farming villages.
Of course, it is also because the weather is very good today, with blue sky and white clouds, warm sunshine and a gentle breeze.
There is no bad weather that disturbs people's mood or hinders people's schedule. Everyone is happy to go out for a stroll. Residents in the town who have careers are naturally busy with their own careers, and those who are unemployed will find something to do. The merchants took advantage of the good weather to organize their carriages, horses and goods, prepare for the next itinerary, and find some business opportunities in the gap.
Fang Chang had a long time to come, and went around the town to see the situation in the town.
Compared with the last time I came here, there are many changes here. There are a few small trees on the side of the street, which were planted by the townspeople in the spring, and there is one big tree that has disappeared, leaving only a short stump in place, which is being used as a stool by idlers.
Some people in the town moved away, but the houses were sold and used for other purposes. Several new houses have been built or are being built. It is because there are newly married young men in the town who set up their own houses, and there are original houses beside the official road. What was the barn has been demolished and a new facade is being built.
But the biggest change is next to the Earth Temple in Huqiao Town.
A big shed was set up there, and there was the sound of reading inside, and the building was being newly built. It seemed that the regulation was a school. Fang Chang stopped to look and listen for a while, then turned and walked away.
The Fuhu cake in Huqiao Town is very good. This kind of cooking cake with heavy oil and sugar is very hungry and durable, and the taste is very good. It is very popular among pedestrians and merchants. People who travel long distances often buy a stack, which is the best food reserve when there is no way to go to the village, no store behind, and no fire. If you can build a fire, bake the tiger cakes hot, and then boil some water with tea leaves, it will be a delicious meal.
Now that he has come to Huqiao Town, Fang Chang will naturally not let go of this delicious food. He found a stall he had been to before and bought a stack. However, the wrinkles on the stall owner's face were much deeper.
Fang Chang didn't eat the tiger pancakes on the spot, but put the stack of pancakes into his backpack.
After returning to the cliff, one day, some stewed meat will be eaten between the sandwiches, and the taste will be more delicious.
The business of the tavern in the town is still very good, but it is the busy farming season, and the customers in the tavern are all pedestrians and merchants, and there are few farmers. It is still spring, and the spring sowing on Xianqi Cliff has just ended, but the seedlings have already emerged at the foot of the mountain, and weeding needs to be done frequently, which is quite labor-intensive.
For their own land, the common people have always been very concerned about their own fields. The maxims such as "the land in this world is the most deceitful" have been widely spread. Especially after the establishment of the new dynasty, the higher-ups sent commissioners to sort out the previous land administration. Besides persuading farmers, they rearranged the situation of the official land, so whether the common people planted their own land or rented official land, There is no shortage of fields.
The number of official land in Huqiao Town is more than that in other places. Fang Chang remembered that there was a big official in the town who committed many crimes, and his home was ransacked and exiled. There are still many more official fields.
After traveling around the world for the past few years, Fang Chang has a lot of money on his body, and there is no need to exchange gold, silver and copper into copper coins, so there is no need to go to the blacksmith shop in the town. But he still went to the "vegetable grower Xie" in the town, and bought several kinds of seeds that were not available on the cliff.
Next, he is going to eat a bowl of noodles.
Every time he came to Huqiao Town, Fang Chang would go to the mutton noodle stand here to eat a bowl of mutton noodles. The pulled out noodles are thin and soft, and served with mutton soup slices and several ingredients, the taste is extremely delicious.
"A bowl of mutton noodles, double mutton, and a fried egg."
"Alright~! Wait a minute, officer."
Since the stall owner Lao Xu passed away, the stall was passed on to Lao Xu's daughter Xu Lianrong and her son-in-law because the stall owner's son went out to study and was unwilling to take over. Xu Lianrong is ingenious and capable. She continued to improve the mutton noodles. Now it is quite different from what Fang Chang ate at first, but the taste is even better.
Fang Chang found a place to sit down.
It happened to be noon, and there were quite a lot of diners here, and there were many townspeople who had returned from working in the fields. I only heard someone say to Xu Lianrong:
"Lian Rong, your younger brother is doing well now, no wonder Old Xu wanted to send him to study, tsk tsk."
Xu Lianrong wandered among several tables like a flying needle threading a thread, while helping her husband who was tearing and cooking noodles, she served the cooked noodles to everyone. Hearing this, she still had the time to answer with a smile on her face: "It's not that my father wants to send him to Xingqing Mansion to study, it's Wu Ren who wants to go there himself. He has always had an idea since he was a child."
The man laughed loudly: "No matter what, your younger brother becomes the principal of this school, and the future of every child in the town depends on our Mr. Wuren... In other words, it is really a benevolent government for the imperial court to promote this kind of school. "
Xu Lianrong responded with a smile: "Yeah, who would have thought that the school could be opened in the town, and everyone can learn if they want to? When my baby reaches the age, he will also be sent to the school. Learn more Something. Well, if I hadn’t gotten older, I would have gone to school for two years.”
Someone next to him said: "Actually, what surprised me the most was that the court did not allow everyone to donate money this time. It is said that the teachers' Shuxiu in each town was paid directly from the land tax collected by the mansion, and the children's textbooks were paid by the government. It is for joint use. My cousin went to Cifu City not long ago, and he said that a few large houses were vacated in Fucheng to build a "library", and many books were sent by the imperial court to be borrowed by scholars."
At this time, the noodles in the pot were cooked. Xu Lianrong's husband quickly put the noodles into several bowls, took out sliced mutton and put them on, and then added the ingredients to pour the soup. Xu Lianrong delivered the noodle bowls to everyone according to their needs just now.
Fang Chang took his own noodles, put double the amount of mutton in it, and a golden fried egg.
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The scenery on Xianqi Cliff has not changed much. The crops sown before going down the mountain have grown again, the lotus leaves in the Jade Pond are taking shape, and the trees on the cliff are also thicker. The front of the Wuming Palace is covered with fallen leaves, and the stone tables and benches are buried in the colorful. Some of these fallen leaves have turned yellow, and some are still full of emerald green.
Fang Chang opened the door, put the package and saber into the bedroom, then went to get the tools and cleaned the cliff.
Then he went back to the house and took out a piece of paper, brushed the ink and wrote on it, "God Zhang Shan, if you have time, come to the cliff to play chess." After the ink was dry, he folded the paper and threw it out.
I'm really sorry for the chaotic schedule recently.
Thank you for your reward.
(end of this chapter)
