A Good Landlord in the Tang Dynasty: Emperor Yuan Cong

Chapter 130 The Gao Sisters
There is actually nothing on the streets of Chang'an City, except for the dust, the high square walls, and the lonely tree by the roadside.

Marquis Wu of the street shop and the cavalry guards patrolling the streets always look at everyone passing by with scrutiny.

The silver fish bag in the crimson silk robe on Huaiyu saved him a lot of troubles, it was the best passport, and even street shop Wuhou, Fangmen Fangding, and bad people on the road would stand still and salute to him when they met.

The two 20-year-old girls are considered old leftovers. They walked out of the palace wall, and under the guidance of Huaiyu's interesting words, they gradually relaxed and felt the breath of freedom.

After leaving the East Palace, it was not far from the East Market. Seeing that they were curious about everything, Huaiyu simply took the two of them to the East Market for a stroll. It happened to open in the afternoon, and the market drum was still ringing.

Compared with the deserted and tense streets, the East Market is much more lively. Originally, senior officials were not allowed to enter the market, but fortunately, it is the beginning of Tang Dynasty, and the rules are not so strict.

I took the two of them to the pharmacy first, and saw the Qianjin Hall from a distance. The paving workshop and mansion have been built. On the original ruins, a row of brand new paving stands now, even around the Qianjin Hall, A new shop was also built.

Sure enough, as soon as the ruins were cleared, merchants soon bought land and built shops.

"This is our family's property, Qianjintang, a pharmacy."

Gao Hui'an Gao Rouzhi looked at the row of stores in surprise, "All of them?"

"Well, the ruins were cleared up for the East City Administration earlier. This piece of land was obtained for free, so it was built relatively large. This is equivalent to nine ordinary pavements, and there are workshops and mansions behind it. Let's go. I'll take you inside to see how the decoration is going."

Zhao Yi was here to make a fuss, and when he saw Huaiyu coming, he hurriedly greeted him, and explained to the craftsmen that this was his master.

"It's pretty good." Huaiyu turned around and felt that the progress was quite fast. The original pavements were relatively small, about ten square meters each. It is one meter deep and ten feet wide.

Facing the small cross street, it was originally a deserted corner of the ruins, but now it has occupied a prime location.

The workshop at the back is connected to the house, which is larger and can be used as a workshop and a warehouse, and it can also be used as a shopkeeper's apprentice.

"At most half a month, Qianjintang will be officially open for business. We plan to open before the Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhao Yi accompanied him to report the progress, "Recently there are more orders, especially the demand for wound medicine. Although we are new Many apprentices have been recruited, but they are still too busy."

The war is approaching, and the orders for wound medicines have skyrocketed, which is not a good thing.

Zhao Yi asked if the price should be raised, and many drugstores in Chang'an were raising the price.

"Leave a small increase, as long as you don't lose money, now this is a critical time for my Tang Dynasty, and I can't make a fortune for the country."

At this time, medicine is already a strategic material, so there must be this awareness. If anyone still wants to make a fortune, he will definitely not be able to escape the liquidation in the end.

"There are more than [-] people in our Qianjin Hall, do we have enough food?"

"Fortunately, Erlang, you have already made arrangements. We have purchased and accumulated food before, and Sanyuan Longqiao Alang also sent several batches of food..."

The East Market has been greatly affected by the war. The people are in a hurry and look worried. The grain store and pharmacy are doing amazingly well. But now the grain store only sells for a few hours a day at most. Everyone is queuing up in panic. Emotions are spreading, and the imperial court is already releasing grain to Pingshi, but it can't hold back everyone's current emotions.

For many low-level people in Chang'an City who depended on buying grain, these were the most tormenting days, but this was just the beginning, and no one knew whether the Turkic people would come across the Weihe River.

Huaiyu changed into Zhao Yi's white cloth robe in the Qianjin Hall, and it was not so obvious after removing the crimson silk robe. He took the two girls for a stroll around the East Market, and specially rented a donkey for each of them.

The two girls are very curious about everything.

Huaiyu bought them some fruits, dates, pomegranates, pears, and a few bunches of grapes, but they were embarrassed to eat them, "Try it quickly, the fruits are in season, they are fresh and sweet."

When they went to a cloth store selling fabrics, Huaiyu dragged them to choose fabrics again, and they shook their heads, "Can you make clothes yourself?"

The two nodded.

"Then buy some fabrics that you like, and make some clothes for yourself later. It will be cold soon, so autumn and winter clothes must be prepared in advance. I will choose more, and you will make me a suit when the time comes." He said with a smile.

When passing by the jewelry store, Huaiyu picked out flower hairpins for each of them, as well as horn combs and two small bronze mirrors.

These things look ordinary, but the production is fairly fine, but the price is not cheap.

As for the better jewelry such as gold and silver flower hairpins, they are limited to their identities, but they are not eligible to wear them if they buy them.

Passing the intersection, there are still people selling flowers, such as lotus, chrysanthemum, etc. Many people buy them and put them directly on their heads or behind their ears, or on their clothes.

Seeing many people with yellow chrysanthemums on their heads, Huaiyu always felt that it was against harmony. In later generations, chrysanthemums have become a very special flower, and its flower language is mainly about remembrance and remembrance.

It is really rare to put chrysanthemums on the head.

Huaiyu finally bought a lotus flower for each of them. Although it is not as beautiful as lily and hosta, it is much better than chrysanthemum.

Every time Huaiyu bought something for them, they always shook their heads, but it was obvious that they were very happy in the end.

Holding the lotus flowers that Huaiyu handed them, they put them on each other's heads, and finally did not forget to look at the newly bought bronze mirror.

"Erlang, is it good-looking?" Gao Hui'an was more courageous, and he was no longer so restrained this way.

"Jade face is like a flower!"

Turning the corner of the street, I met a filthy beggar who came to beg for money, "Be kind, Mrs. Alang, give me something to eat, give me some money,"

Huaiyu looked at the disheveled woman and couldn't tell her true face, she could barely tell that she was an old woman, skinny and skinny, making people feel pitiful at first sight.

In the past, Huaiyu would not have paid attention to those beggars on the street, because these beggars often take this as a profession, go to work from time to time, and even hang a QR code directly. Their income is higher than that of most people. Work and earn more.

But the person in front of him made him feel compassionate.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of copper coins to give her, but Gao Hui'an said, "Ah Lang, why don't you ask me to buy some steamed cakes for her?"

Huaiyu looked at her, and she said in a low voice, "Give me the money directly, there must be no other evil beggars staring at me, and I will snatch it away as soon as I turn around."

"En." Huaiyu asked the old lady to go buy cakes with him, and as expected, a group of beggars came from other places to follow, including old and young, including young and strong.

I found a cart selling Hubing, and it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

"Zou Luotuo, I bought some pancakes."

The last time Zou Luotuo fell while pushing a cart to sell cakes in the medicine store, gold and silver treasures were dug up, and a new medicine store was even built here soon, but he still had to continue selling steamed cakes with a cart.

He didn't even recognize the one who wanted to buy the cake, the one who dug up the treasure last time.

Zou Luotuo’s steamed cakes are only sold for ten yuan each, but they cost Kaiyuan Tongbao, and other old coins have to be increased. The cake sellers also increased their prices.

As a result, the newly appointed Yongzhou Biejia Wushilang took action and directly caught a group of people who sold high-priced grain and high-priced cakes, and then followed them to calculate the cost in public, and calculated that a steamed cake should not exceed six yuan, and they should not be sold for more than ten yuan. , Those grain merchants who took the opportunity to hoard the price increase were also ordered to rectify.

But some people ignored it, including Zou Luotuo who still sold steamed cakes for [-] cents a piece.

As a result, the samurai Xun arrested people again, but this time he was not polite, and directly chopped off the heads of several grain merchants, and some who sold high-priced cakes were also caned.

Now Zou Luotuo is very honest and only sells ten yuan a piece, but he only accepts Kaiyuan Tongbao.

"Only selling at half the original price, it seems that the previous profit was very high."

Zou Luotuo had no choice but to lower his voice, "There is no way. Wu Shilang said that a steamed pancake costs us six yuan at most, and we can make money by selling eight yuan. If we dare to exceed ten yuan, we will be killed. Who would dare?"

"The price of grain is so high now, wouldn't it be a loss if you sell it for ten cents?"

"Wu Shilang opened a store for those of us who sell cakes in the two cities, and let the official warehouse provide food at a par price. If you lose money, you don't lose money, but you don't make a lot of money. If you don't sell it, you can't do it. Wu Shilang is really beheaded."

The samurai Huangmen servant and Yongzhou Biejia actually manage the affairs of the nine counties of Yongzhou, including Chang'an City. Facing the current tense situation, especially the panic among the people and the profiteers taking the opportunity to hoard food and raise prices, the samurai Xunxing Thunder means.

On the one hand, it is severely cracking down on the phenomenon of hoarding by profiteers, and on the other hand, it is letting the official warehouse release grain to flatten the market. The multi-pronged approach has actually kept the current food supply in Chang'an stable. Although the price has also increased, at least it will not be several times or dozens Doubling the increase will not make people have no food to buy.

Huaiyu bought four cakes for each beggar.

Seeing how they were devouring it, most of them were disabled, old and weak. Huaiyu told them that if they were willing to find some work in exchange for cakes, they could go to Qianjintang with him and do some work within their ability, at least to be able to eat. Change something to eat.

More Huaiyu couldn't help.

Leading them to Qianjintang shop, Huaiyu confessed to Zhao Yi, "These beggars, no matter they are disabled or old or weak, as long as they are willing to do something within their power, no matter how much they do or how little they do, give them two meals of porridge a day, remember , Only those who do things.”

It's not that Huaiyu is reluctant to part with the porridge, but that if someone comes, he will give it. It is estimated that Qianjin Hall will be full by then, and if he only gives two meals of porridge for a day's work, he is probably not a real beggar, and he is absolutely unwilling to exchange these two. Even some strong beggars may not be willing to eat porridge.

After the confession, Huaiyu took the two girls back to Huaiyuan Square, continued to rent two donkeys, and rode back for ten miles. On the way, Huaiyu rode a horse and even chatted with them. When they got home, they were already familiar with Huaiyu Very kind.

"Here we are, Huaiyuanfang Wuzhai, this will be your home from now on."

At the gate, upon hearing Huaiyu's voice, Wu Junya, the fat man who hadn't seen him for a long time, came out with a smile, only to see two young girls in palace costumes.

"Ah, it's no wonder I've been waiting here for a long time without seeing him back. It turns out that Erlang was out there hugging and traveling with beauty and never wanted to return."

(End of this chapter)