Zhao Qi made ten kilograms of wine in the town, bought three kilograms of pork belly and a few kilograms of pork butter, and then looked at the butcher's shop with a bunch of fat pig intestines, and asked about the price, it cost 30 cents per kilogram. While he couldn't bear it, he remembered the hot and fragrant fat intestine noodles, so he took out ten cents to pounce with the butcher who sold meat. Unexpectedly, he actually hit it. He almost got a few kilograms of fat intestines, which made Zhao Qi so happy that he couldn't stop.

The so-called pounce is gambling, and this kind of gambling is everywhere in the Song Dynasty, and the people of the Song Dynasty also gambled everything. For example, Ermazi and others, as long as they had money, they could not help but go up and gamble when they saw those who sold fruits and cold noodles. One or two papers, three or five papers. If they won, they would eat and drink, and they would not care about losing. They would just be happy.

But often in this kind of joy, most of the money I earned for a day is wasted.

Just like Yanggong Town, a street is pounced, and the sound of pounces and pounces and pounces are bustling. You can hear the cheers and the pounces and the pounces and the pounces and the pounces and curses everywhere.

He left the butcher shop with his chubby intestines, and Zhao Qi's back teeth were exposed.

I really didn't understand what southerners meant to be like. Now he finally understood that this was not just a fuck, but a fucking street, because as long as the people involved in the fucking gambling were mostly disappointed, spitting while walking, and the warm greetings from your mother and your wife were endless. A mundane smell of secular vulgarity hit me, and they were definitely a mess.

With fat intestines, Zhao Qi hummed a small song and went to the grocery store to buy some star anise banana leaves and cassia and other large materials. Then he went directly to Yang Dabiao's blacksmith shop and got the thin iron pipe he customized last time.

This thin iron pipe was naturally used by Zhao Qi to blow glass.

When I was in the antique industry, some enthusiasts had strong hands-on ability. They built a crucible coal stove at home and added a high-temperature spray gun to make some bronzes, glass, and glass lamp gadgets.

As for those whole villages, there are more frauds. From the Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Ming dynasties, bronze and jade, porcelain calligraphy and paintings, and gilded Buddha statues can be made for you as long as they are available. Even if they are not available, they can be pieced together. The piles of Xuande furnaces, sword coins, and the Qingming River Map are set up on the streets of antiques, and one-stop production and sales have formed a huge underground black market for cultural and entertainment costs throughout the country. As long as they are in the antiques industry, no one has ever taken medicine to take the eye.

Although Zhao Qi has never blown the glass with his own hands, he has seen it with his own eyes. The process is not complicated, and whether it is good or not depends mainly on the materials and experience.

Experience can only be accumulated slowly by time

Next, Zhao Qi carried a basket and hung a fat intestine on his back and walked around Yanggong Town with an iron stick. He went to the bookstore to buy a newspaper. Thinking that the family was almost out of rice, he went to the rice shop to buy a stone of rice and ten kilograms of flour. He spent an extra twenty cents to ask the porter in the town to help him send the rice, flour, wine and meat back to the broken kiln.

It was almost noon, and Zhao Qi was carrying an iron pipe to go back.

"stop!"

"Catch that little thief~"

Two shouts suddenly came from the bustling crowd. Zhao Qi turned his head to look for the sound and saw a short figure in ragged clothes and a torn hat running down the street. More than ten meters behind, two young scholars were chasing, but they were obviously unable to catch up with them with their luggage and long shirts.

Pedestrians on the street also looked at each other.

At a glance, you can understand that the little beggar in front must have stolen the things of two scholars.

However, there are too many such things. There are everywhere on the docks in the town, and all the fish and dragons are mixed together. Therefore, passers-by can't help but cover their wallets, but no one can help.

Zhao Qi frowned and saw that the little beggar was not too far from him, so the iron pipe in his hand stopped the middle of the road.

“Stop~”

The little beggar was obviously a little panicked and tried to bypass Zhao Qi and escape, but Zhao Qi did not intend to let him go and still blocked his way.

"Unfortunate, I'll give you my luck!" Seeing that the two people behind him were almost chasing him, the little beggar smashed an embroidered purse in his hand into Zhao Qi's arms.

Zhao Qi shrugged and took back the iron rod. The little beggar gave Zhao Qi a fierce look and mixed into the crowd and disappeared.

The purse is very exquisitely made, but it is light and it seems that it doesn't cost much if you pinch it with your hands.

"Thank you, thank you, little brother!" Two young scholars ran up out of breath. One was tall and tall, the other was short and fat, all covered in dust, sweating and the hat on their heads was a little crooked.

"Don't thank you!" Zhao Qi smiled and handed the purse to the short and fat scholar.

"Fortunately, my little brother took action, otherwise I would have been sleeping on the street today..." The short and fat scholar opened his purse, hesitated and took out five cents from it and handed it to Zhao Qi, "These are considered Xie Zi, so I will take it to drink a bowl of cold water!"

"No, there are many thieves near this pier. I'm still optimistic about my belongings when I go out!" Zhao Qi waved his hand and carried the iron pipe and turned around to leave.

"Little brother, wait!" The tall scholar called Zhao Qi.

"I wonder what else do you have?" Zhao Qi asked in confusion.

"Yes...yes, I am from Guangzhou. I just came here from the capital. I wanted to find a merchant ship to return to Guangzhou, but the people and land are unfamiliar. My brother doesn't know if he is familiar with the commercial cargo ships at the docks, and can he help me introduce them!" said the tall and thin scholar hurriedly.

"I'm not familiar with the things on the dock, but it's not difficult to spend more money on a cargo ship. Just go to the dock and ask!" Zhao Qi shook his head slightly.

"That... to be honest, I'm afraid I don't have enough money to pay the shipping fee..." The tall and thin scholar spoke with a red face.

"If you are willing to help, you will definitely thank you very much in the future!" The short and fat scholar also bowed with shame.

"So that's how it is..." Zhao Qi pinched his chin and felt embarrassed.

There are hundreds of ships on the dock every day, but Zhao Qi is basically unfamiliar with him except for the Lu family's business. Moreover, it is nearly 3,000 miles away from Ningbo and back to Guangzhou. It takes at least ten days to take a boat. Naturally, the ship's supply is not cheap. In addition, you have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate on the road. The expenses of the two of them will not be less than ten stagnant of copper coins. If you take such a long sailboat, you may not have such a big face to help you with it. A group of people working at the dock in the village probably don't have the ability.

Seeing Zhao Qi's embarrassment, the two scholars were also quite embarrassed and disappointed, so they could only bow and thank him again and prepare to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Qi called out to the two.

"Is it willing to help, little brother?" The two scholars were very excited.
Chapter completed!