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Chapter 69 Arrival in Beijing

In the capital, Zhang Cang and Zhang Mian's carriage team did not go east of Luoyang, but went south of Luoyang because the property given by Li Yun was near Dingdingmen.

When we were almost at Ganquan Canal, we could already see the West Gate of Xinnan City, Luoyang. It was a huge "archway" with reinforced concrete structure, with the words "Chu Suiliang" engraved on it: West Gate.

When New South City was set up, the court did not look down on it very much, and even became more and more developed later. However, many dignitaries regretted not writing inscriptions early.

When I write the inscription at this time, it means "to take advantage of traffic". Top powerful people still have to be more handsome.

Therefore, the one who really has a brand name in the entire New South City is Chu Suiliang, the "honest person" who sells calligraphy everywhere.

"Why are there so many locust trees in Luoyang?"

"This custom was found during the Qin and Han dynasties. China has always loved Huaihuai, and it is not limited to food, clothing, housing and transportation, and has many friends."

When eating locust flowers in spring, you can eat leaves. Moreover, because of Mr. Li, the relocated people not only have emperors, generals and ministers, but also the old locust trees in the middle.

Across the entire official road, there are locust trees everywhere. Every year, just making locust flower rice, Luoyang County can make a large amount of money, which is no worse than selling alcohol.

The locust tree is a magic weapon to resist famine. In the Central Plains, wherever there are people, I have never eaten the flowers and leaves on the locust tree.

There was a madman Dongfang Shuo in the Han Dynasty. He liked to eat two kinds of rice, one was called "Manjing roast rice" and the other was "Huangye roast rice".

These two types are delicious. When you swallow each other, you can't wait to see the wheat rice and pickled lumps of your eyes. These are the few things that can make the staple food exquisite in a long time.

Therefore, even though there are many wealthy families in Beijing now, most middle-aged and elderly people still come from hard days.

During the Grain Rain season, it is the fragrance of locust flowers.

"There is still some difference in Chudi."

Zhang Erlang said, and saw a few white servants busy there next to the official road. They had a long hook in their hands, hooking locust flowers, and then cut off the locust flowers with scissors.

A bunch of locust flowers, like bells, were neatly placed, and the baskets of several chariots were already full.

"How many Grand Marshals want to collect so many locust flowers?"

"I dare not be called the Grand Marshal."

Although he was a native of the officialdom in Beijing, his status was not high. So when he saw a young man wearing brocade robes from other places, he still respectfully said, "It's so that the husband can know that these are all for making 'locust flower rice'. This year's 'locustant' is very busy and spread across the capital. Who said that 'locust flowers bloom well this year?"

"Is there any ambassador in this locust flower?"

"Every year when I make locust flower rice, I still have to send it to my hometown and officials. This is the kindness of heaven, so I will go out."

After hearing this, Zhang Mian praised repeatedly, "If I don't come to the capital, I don't know that there is such a strange thing."

"I'm not surprised to live in China for a long time. Did Xiaolang come from the south?"

"That's right." Zhang Mian nodded, and then said, "Don't blame me if you have any trouble."

"It's okay."

After leaving, Zhang Mian and Zhang Cang got off the horse and walked to the checkpoint beside the Ganlu Canal. There was a stone bridge at the checkpoint and a Huabiao in the south of the bridge. Even if it was far away, you could see the "slander wood" on it. However, the "slander wood" was not made of wood. The foundation stone of white marble was built wide, and the entire base was a small square. There was indeed a small pond nearby. There were lotus roots planted in it. I saw goldfish from time to time, but no one came to catch fish.

"Is this Huabiao?"

“So tall.”

The Huabing, which is as tall as a few floors, is quite shocking and uses a lot of white marble. In addition, there seems to be a "dragon skeleton" wrapped in resin under the base of the Huabing.

This thing is available in the warehouse in Wuhan. Basically, the props used by Li Chunfeng, the demon Taoist, to pretend to be a god and a ghost, are all designed by Wuhan.

I just didn't expect that I could see it in the capital.

The skeleton of the dragon is wrapped in yellow-brown resin, and the fragrance comes from time to time, with a bit of honey. Such things are expensive, whether they are resin, honey, whale bones, bone hinges, or bone product processing... they are not something ordinary people can afford.

Even though Zhang Cang knew that this thing was a fake, he couldn't help but be shocked when he arrived.

This indescribable "divine power" is obviously more powerful to ordinary people.

"No wonder there are goldfishes in the pond next to you, and no one is going to steal a or two."

Zhang Mian sighed, no matter what kind of thief you are like these days, you will have no awe when facing this "divine power".

The court can kill dragons, and it is not a dragon, a cyan dragon, a celestial dragon...that is not something that human power can compete with.

Zhang Erlang's feelings made Zhang Dalang very indifferent, but he thought to himself: No wonder the poor and humble people in the capital are overwhelmed, but no one dares to incite and harass. I think this Huabiao Dragon Skeleton has also made a contribution.

Emperor Yang, who was killed by Jiangdu, could not even beat Goguryeo, so he was naturally an ordinary person.

Emperor Li of Luoyang, Goguryeo, thought he lost half of his fight, but no one thought he lost. Because he was not an ordinary person, how would he explain the Huabiao dragon skeleton? How would he explain the front chest and back that was still hungry in Zhenguan for 120 or 3 years, and had entered the ranks of "prosperity" in the 25th year of Zhenguan?

"Brother, what do you think?"

"I'm thinking, respecting ghosts and gods and staying away... If the saint is resurrected and stands in front of the 'slandering tree', I'm afraid I won't dare to talk about any more benevolence."

"That's what I think."

Zhang Mian rolled his eyelids, "I'd better cross the Wuqiao quickly and go to Dingdingmen to take a look."

"Are you planning to live in that house?"

"What can I do if I can't do it? Could it be changed to a bathhouse?" Seeing Zhang Cang's strange words, Zhang Mian spitted casually, but was stunned, "Brother, you don't... really plan to change to a bathhouse?"

Zhang Cang nodded: "I want a yard house. I just bought it. But this area is so close to Tongji Canal. You can still get into Luoshui by boat. It's a pity to use it to live."

"It's really a bathhouse."

"There are all kinds of people in all religions and ecology. Let's take a look at the Feng Shui of the capital first."

After Zhang Cang said this, Zhang Mian knew that his brother really planned to carry out the bath scrubbing career to the end.

But he doesn't care. Chatting with people while scrubbing can really gain a lot of knowledge. Even if he doesn't have the knowledge, there are no ones who don't brag when scrubbing down. Just learning how they brag is also an experience.

After the decision was made, the Zhang brothers told the young master Zhuo who was still enjoying the scenery of the capital.

"Boss Zhuo, we don't plan to live in the yard given by King Jiang. We are going to build a soup room. We will dig a well first in the next few days. Does Boss Zhuo have any well-driving persons whom we know?"

"Brother, it's really a bathhouse..."

Zhuo Yihang still couldn't believe it. He has arrived in Luoyang, but is he still not changing his original intention?

The spring scenery is so good, the locust flowers are in full bloom, how beautiful are there in a bunch? The air is filled with the sweetness of locust rice. Shouldn’t we be in the beautiful scenery for three days and three nights, and then for another year and a half?

You are young men. Shouldn’t young men go to the “romantic squatter” first to explore the wind and appreciate the technical differences between Beijing technicians and local technicians?

Why does it seem like... it seems like I came to Beijing to be a technician?

"The weather is not very cold at this time. I think I won't use the boiler for the time being, so I can make a warm soup."

"What's the point if the soup is not hot?"

Zhang Mian curled his lips, "If the 'Changjiu Soup' is warm water, there will be guests scolding you, so it's better to get a boiler."

"It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, so why bother with people?"

Zhang Cang shook his head and said, "Besides, there are ways to play the soup without hot soup. First dig the well. Let's take a walk around the capital to see what tricks there are. If you look for an opportunity, you will also have selling points."

"Oh well."

Zhuo Yihang was speechless on the side. Do these two brothers have to be hard even if they don’t have a boiler? Is it so fun to scrub the bath?

However, when the two brothers were about to go around the capital, they felt enlightened: "Hi, just say, this situation has arrived in the capital, it's not fun... Inspection and inspection? Brother, don't worry, I'll give me the fee!"

The two brothers looked at each other and laughed.
Chapter completed!
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