Emperor Xiaoyao of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 195

Qin Qiong's words mostly meant a warning, and Jin Yu was not naive enough to lie to a Taoist priest.Yang Ying has been quite busy recently, and the maids at home have also distributed a set of female celebrity utensils to help her make the "busts" ordered by her girlfriends.

"How inefficient is this? My lady won't change it?" Early in the morning, Yang Ying hurriedly packed Jin Yu's clothes, and immediately picked up the needle and thread.

"Is there any good way? The concubine is now letting the servants help." Yang Ying grumbled to Jin Yu with a bitter face, "I can make six or seven of them today, and there will be more in the future." Thirty or forty."

"Cake seller!" Jin Yu patted his head, looking surprised, "Didn't you give away thirty or forty cakes a few days ago? Why are there so many?"

"My husband's idea is very useful. It's comfortable to wear, and it's also fancy." Yang Ying rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Don't my husband also like that my concubine wears different clothes every day?"

"That's true, hehe." Jin Yu understood after thinking about it. When he came here last year, there were six of them in Wang Guo's wash bag!A woman's mind is beyond the reach of a man.

"My concubine is thinking about opening a shop specializing in selling bras, so that I can earn some pocket money for the idle women in the village to subsidize their families." Yang Ying scratched her scalp with a needle and said to Jin Yu.

Jin Yu nodded. This is a good thing. With her own career, Yang Ying must have a more fulfilling life. "Okay. Will this needle scratch the scalp?"

"Why? There is oil on the hair, and it will save effort to sew some on the needle. Husband should not inquire about women's work." Yang Ying felt a little dirty, but it didn't matter if she didn't use it herself, and she was a little perfunctory to Jin Yu.

"Awesome!" Jin Yu gave Yang Ying a thumbs up. I really didn't expect this brain oil to have such a wonderful effect. No wonder the ancients didn't wash their hair!

"What's so great about my concubine? My husband is so powerful. I have earned such a large family fortune in a year. Who wouldn't say that my concubine married a good husband? Speaking of which, my concubine should thank my husband for getting married to you." Light." Yang Ying was a little embarrassed by Jin Yu's praise, and pushed the topic to Jin Yu.

"I know whether it's good or not. It's boring for the couple to talk about being naked." Although Jin Yu said so, but Yang Ying praised him so much, and he felt a little flustered in his heart.

"Let's not talk about the concubine, my husband should go to work, right? I'm going to pack breakfast right now." Yang Ying put down her work and hurriedly called the maid to prepare breakfast.

Jin Yu picked up the semi-finished product that Yang Ying put down. The embroidery was exquisite, with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and high-quality materials. It seems that the money owner brought a lot of deposits to Yang Ying.

"What is the husband looking at in the woman's house?" Even though Yang Ying said so, she didn't snatch it. There was a needle on it, and it would not be good to stab anyone.

"It's fine hair, if my wife opens a shop, can she sell a lot of money?" Jin Yu put it under his nose and sniffed it. There was no scent, and he was a little disappointed.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Hey, how much do you plan to sell?" Jin Yu looked back, but luckily there was no one around.

"Three hundred Wen?" Yang Ying tentatively asked, the price of three hundred Wen was already very high in Yang Ying's opinion.

"Excluding the money for labor and materials, you can earn a hundred and ten coins, right?" Jin Yu has already figured out Yang Ying's temper and character. If she is not a cruel person, it is estimated that she will not make much money.

"How does my husband know?" Yang Ying didn't deny Jin Yu's words, she acquiesced.

"It's cheap." Jin Yu shook his head, analyzed each item with his fingers, and said to Yang Ying: "It seems like a lot to earn a hundred and ten coins, but the lady's positioning of the product is wrong. This thing is not sold to For the poor, we earn the money of the rich. People who are willing to spend three hundred cash for two pieces of cloth don’t care about spending another three hundred cash. If the lady is doing this business, she must consider the stability of the supply. The manpower to open the store, labor costs, storefront costs, and word of mouth.”

"My concubine has thought about it, but what my husband said is that the supply is a big problem." Yang Ying and Cheng Liu have discussed the matter of opening a store many times. Both of them are quite optimistic about this industry, but the biggest problem is that once it is sold out, Goods may not be available.

"To put it another way, if those who bake wood sticks specialize in roasting wood sticks, those who make ribbons specialize in making ribbons, and those who make embroidery specialize in embroidery, and finally find someone to sew them together, wouldn't it be faster?" Jin Yu threw away the flowing water model of later generations to Yang Ying. It has been verified by countless people that in the era of short supply, the flow mode can not only maximize the output, but also ensure the quality.

"That's right, why didn't the concubine think of it!" Yang Ying's eyes lit up, and she figured out the link in the middle, "The method my husband said is good. No, the concubine has to change the plan!" Yang Ying said I have to put down my chopsticks and revise my plan.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's eat first." Jin Yu grabbed Yang Ying. This daughter-in-law is strong in execution, but her body is her capital. She can't let her escape this morning's goat's milk, and expect it to grow up.

"The concubine is full." Yang Ying picked up the water glass and drank the goat's milk in one gulp, and hurriedly went to change the plan.

Jin Yu shook his head helplessly, women are afraid of being ambitious, it's terrible.

Jin Yu was not idle after eating, he was going to replace Wen Zongchang as a substitute teacher.No matter what people say, Wen Zongchang came here for the spring of this year, and he ran to ask Jin Yu for leave because he was about to take the exam.The social atmosphere in the Tang Dynasty was open and open, but the only way for the "peasants and workers" to elevate their status was to pass the scientific examination. Of course, Jinyu would not block the way for others to seek fame, and he let Wen Zongchang openly Nine days off (there were three scientific examinations in the Tang Dynasty, with three days between the two).

"I went to school for my husband. When you look back, don't forget to ask Uncle Chen to find two outdated candidates." Jin Yu said to Yang Ying, who was still busy after eating.

"I know it personally." Yang Ying waved her hand impatiently without raising her head, a little annoyed that Jin Yu interrupted her train of thought.

What Wen Zongchang taught the students was "Thousand Character Essay", and he had already finished teaching it. Wen Zongchang didn't explain what to teach next.As for ancient prose, especially the Four Books and Five Classics, Jin Yu's knowledge is limited, so he chose "Disciples Regulations". "Disciples Regulations" originated from the Song Dynasty, which was not too far behind the Tang Dynasty. It is already the most suitable book Jin Yu knows.

The children of the poor have long been in charge of the family, and the children of Jin’s Zhuangzi know that it is not easy for them to be able to read and write, so they all study very hard, much harder than the group of noble sons brought by Jin Yu himself.This made Jin Yu very gratified, and at the same time he could save a lot of worry.

When Wen Zongchang was there, he taught all day, while Jin Yu only taught for half a day.Firstly, he doesn't have the patience to get through the field, and secondly, it's a busy spring and there is a lot of work in the fields, so children can also help out properly, and do half of the labor.

The holidays in the Tang Dynasty were very unreasonable. Jin Yu planned to change the holiday system. The spring busy and the autumn busy each had about [-] days off. This would not only reduce the burden on the farmers, but also allow the children to deepen their understanding of the difficulty of life. Why not? Why not?When it comes to the Guozijian system, Jin Yu can't get in the way, but Jin Yu can still make a decision in his own Zhuangzi's school.

Spring is the season of revival of all things. The willow branches have already protruded out their buds secretly. From a distance, they seem to have changed into a green dress. There are many people who see them. No wonder some people say that the spring breeze is a good pair of scissors. .The farmers are all working in the fields, wishing they could spend twelve hours tending the fields, and they are not even willing to delay their lunch.The children rushed home after school like a gust of wind, and sent the meals prepared by their mothers to their fathers in the fields. They were very sensible.Jinyu likes this kind of life a little bit, he doesn't have to think about high housing prices, high prices, etc., it is very harmonious, it turns out that the ancients had already lived a harmonious life in the feudal society 500 years ago, which is ironic.

"Little lady, you have a bad omen!" At the end of the bridge, a slovenly tramp grabbed a young woman by the sleeve and said.

"Bah! Disciple!" The young woman blushed first, and then slapped the tramp with her hands. The crisp slap proved that the little lady was wearing a "bra".It turned out that she was the young daughter-in-law who had just been born in the village, and she was also one of Yang Ying's first batch of employees who made bras. It seems that she also made one for herself in her spare time.

A slap on the homeless man didn't get the other party to ask about the solution, but instead attracted the attention of passers-by, which made him very different.Maybe after a long time of experience, the homeless man quickly reacted and continued to look for the next target.

Among the many merchants and households coming and going, Jin Yu dressed in fine clothes became his ideal target. Under the attention of Jin Yu's playful smile, the homeless man walked towards Jin Yu.

The homeless man walked up to Jin Yu, and just about to speak, Jin Yu said first: "This ``` uncle, I don’t have a bra, don’t you miss it."

"Who said you have a bad omen?" The homeless man blushed at Jin Yu's words, "I want to tell my son that you will be in trouble recently."

"Poor Taoism?" The smile on Jin Yu's face became heavier. Taoism in the Tang Dynasty was the orthodox state religion, and its momentum surpassed that of Buddhism. After coming to Chang'an for more than half a year, Jin Yu has never seen such a down-and-out "Taoist" , so Jin Yu thought that the tramp in front of him pretended to be a Taoist priest to cheat people of money. "Looking at Chang'an City, how can there be such a down-and-out 'poor way' like you? Uncle, if you want to cheat some food and drink money, do you want a good set of props?"

The homeless man didn't know what Jin Yu meant by "props", and thought that Jin Yu was questioning that he didn't have "Taoist tools", so the old man blushed and said angrily, "Who said that poor Taoists don't have props? Young people open their eyes and watch!" "

After the tramp finished speaking, he pulled out a whisk and a bell from the bundle on his back, and said complacently, "Did you see it? This is a top-notch magic weapon!"

"I see." Jin Yu nodded, and asked solemnly: "Where did uncle steal it from?"

"I'm so mad! These are not stolen!" The homeless man glared at Jin Yu and said.

"Is that what you picked up?" Jin Yu asked, rubbing his chin in thought.

"Ahh~~ I'm so mad at Pingdao!" The homeless man expressed the depression in his heart with the aura of Xue Pinggui in Peking Opera, "How come later generations decide that Pingdao is not 'Pindao'?"

"How can you be so down and out in 'Pindao'?" Jin Yu smiled and pointed to the shabby black clothes of the homeless man and the beggar's hairstyle.

"Oh! It's a long story``````" The homeless man shook his head, just when Jin Yu thought he was going to make up some stories to deceive himself, the homeless man asked earnestly: "Young students want to know the solution ?”

Jin Yu matched the tramp's expression very well, looking forward to it, and said quietly: "I don't want to."

"I don't want to talk so much nonsense?" The tramp glared at Jin Yu, and said angrily, "I'm wasting my poor work!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look for the next target.

"Uncle, don't waste your time here, no one will believe you. If you are hungry, it is right to go to the restaurant door to ask for some leftovers." Jin Yu said, pointing to the restaurant behind him.Jin Yu doesn't mind helping others, but it's limited to the honest old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. This homeless man is very strong. If he puts in some effort, he will definitely not go hungry. The hard work in his own village is the best proof.

"Poverty is not a beggar!" The homeless man insisted that he was a Taoist priest. "I let you see the props, why don't you believe it? How can I make you believe that poverty is poverty?"

"Then uncle, show me the feng shui of the house over there. If you can tell the truth, I will believe it." Jin Yu said casually pointing to his house.

"Success!" The homeless man agreed very simply, but then made a request to Jin Yu, "The poor Taoist can only make a statement by looking at the landscape. It would be great if there is a place to climb up."

"Climbing? How about the tree?" Jin Yu joked, facing the angry eyes of the homeless man, Jin Yu shrugged and said, "Then go upstairs."

The homeless man was overjoyed, and thought to himself: Xiao Mian, can you still escape from the palm of the poor?Go upstairs and come down when you are full!

The upstairs that Jin Yu mentioned is the restaurant at Qiaotou, and now it is a small high-rise with two floors and an attic, but the attic is not open to the public because you can see the courtyard of the Jin family mansion.

There were a lot of merchants coming and going, Jin Yu asked the shopkeeper for the key, and asked him to greet the guests first, and led the homeless man straight up to the attic.If it is not open, it is for people outside. As the head of the family, it is naturally more privileged.

Pushing open the skylight, the homeless man nimbly climbed to the roof.With that dexterous skill, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a thief, but Jin Yu is not worried at all about him sneaking into his house at night.Up to now, there is not a single mouse that can escape the lion's ear and nose, let alone beating a person like this?
The tramp climbed up quickly and came down quickly.After coming down, he clicked his tongue and said, "Good Fengshui! It hides wind and gathers water, the courtyard is high and the road is low, the left side is long and the right side is short, and there is running water flowing into the courtyard. It is really a rare geomantic treasure."

Jin Yu was still smiling, flattering the homeless man: "Uncle, keep fooling around."

The homeless man glared at Jin Yu, and said angrily: "Pindao has lived such an old age, how can he be fooling around? If Pindao is not mistaken, this land should be a piece of wasteland, except for the kind that grows nothing. .”

Jin Yu nodded, as long as people in Chang'an know this, maybe the old man knew it before, it doesn't count. "anything else?"

The homeless man caressed his beard and said: "There is no farmer here, but it is the best place to build a house. It can be said that it is the best choice for building a house. If the ground is broken at the last moment, the feng shui here can protect the owner's family and wealth for the sixth generation!" It looks like there should be some expert advice, but the construction started at the last minute?"

Jin Yu believes that the homeless man in front of him is a Taoist priest, even the time is so accurate!Could it be that Lao Yuan didn't refer to the time casually at that time, but had other deep meanings?If so, I should really thank Lao Yuan. "Is there any more?"

"If what Pindao sees is good, it should be the acupuncture points given by Yuan Tiangang, and most people don't have this level." The homeless man couldn't see the change in Jin Yu's expression, and thought his conclusion was playing the piano against the cow, and said annoyedly: "Look You don't know what the younger generation looks like, so it's useless to tell you."

"How can I say it in vain? This junior treats you to dinner." Jin Yu chuckled, believing in the homeless man again, "Do you know Daoist Yuan?"

"I know him, but we haven't seen each other for more than ten years." The homeless man was very happy when he heard that someone invited him to dinner. His old face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, obviously very happy.

"May I ask for the Changzun name?" Jin Yu became more respectful when he heard that he was Lao Yuan's friend.The old Yuan Yuan has a white-haired childlike face and a fairy-like face. Although the slovenly Taoist priest in front of him is also old, his hair is still much darker. At most, he is from the generation of Yuan Tiangang's apprentice.

"Finally are you willing to believe that poor people are poor people?" The homeless man was even happier. Fortunately, he didn't know what Jin Yu was thinking, otherwise he would definitely run away "ahhhh". "Qingxiazi, the poor Taoist, the immeasurable celestial being."

Jin Yu sees that he has great potential, so he doesn't give out exam questions anymore, but he still has a black belly: Fortunately, it's "please blind" instead of "blind please", otherwise wouldn't he be "blind"?
"Blind Taoist priest, shall we sit downstairs?" Jin Yu stretched out a hand and made a gesture of please, which meant very clearly, the blind man please first.

Seeing that Jin Yu finally believed in him, Qingxiazi laughed "Wahhaha" and went downstairs.

First it was "Oh my goodness", and then "Wow haha". If it wasn't for the fact that Qingxiazi was so sane that he could fool people, Jin Yu would have suspected that he was mentally ill.

After the two sat down, Jin Yu summoned Xiao Er and asked Qing Xiazi: "Master Dao, what do you want to eat, you can order it yourself."

"When I went upstairs just now, Pindao saw that a customer ordered braised pig's trotters, so I'll give Pindao ten pig's trotters!" Qing Xiazi said directly without looking at the menu that Xiaoer handed over.

"Ten ``` ten roots?" Xiaoer stuttered a little, because ordinary people don't eat so much, and then looked at his master's house with a tangled face, not knowing whether he should go or not.

When Qingxiazi mentioned ten pig's trotters, Jin Yu believed that he was a Taoist even more, because Yuan Tiangang was also good at this, and he had a big stomach.Jin Yu said to Xiaoer: "According to the Taoist priest."

Jin Yu saw the vegetable delivery cart of the tea house from the window, and called back to Xiao Er: "Go down and ask the person who delivered the food, if there are small red fruits, wash two catties for me and bring them up." Because Yang Ying is not used to shouting "Tomato", so I simply changed the name to "Little Red Fruit", and now this name has been widely used in Zhuangzi.

"What do you call the younger generation?" The blind Taoist rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to do a big job with his equipment.

"Junior Jin Yu, the name belongs to Tang." Jin Yu looked at Yuan Tiangang's face and cupped his hands at the blind old man.

(End of this chapter)