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Chapter 3 Shanzhai version of animal charcoal

"Brother...Brother, what are you doing?"

The carbon seller was wearing only one straw sandals and her two little feet were frozen purple. She squatted beside Li Xin, watching the big brother using the hatchet that he chopped wood at home and was cutting the charcoal that he and his grandfather had finally burned out.

The black charcoal shavings on the ground fell all over the ground, which made the little girl feel very distressed. Although she was young, she knew that the charcoal that grandfather had worked hard to sell for some copper coins to buy food and food. Moreover, their work could only be done in winter. When spring began, they could not burn charcoal, so grandfather could only go up the mountain to chop wood and go to the city to sell some firewood.

The price of firewood is much cheaper than charcoal.

Therefore, in winter, the little girl can occasionally see some meat and fish. In other seasons, she even hopes to fill her stomach. Therefore, she felt a little distressed when she saw Li Xin wasting charcoal so much.

Li Xin stopped the movement in his hand and looked up at the little girl and grinned: "Girl, you can't make money by simply selling charcoal. Brother wants to make some money and buy you a pair of cotton shoes to wear."

After he said this, he began to concentrate on cutting the charcoal, and the charcoal chips on the ground flew.

The little girl couldn't bear to watch it anymore and immediately ran to her grandfather who was burning charcoal to report. The old man stopped the bellows and walked to Li Xin's side with his body bent. The young man was cutting the charcoal on the ground into the shapes of animals. Among these animals were tigers, pixiu, etc. Although they were not vivid, they finally became shapes and looked quite good.

The old man squatted down and looked at it, then picked up a piece of tiger-shaped charcoal, held it in his hand, looked at it, then shook his head slightly, and said hoarsely: "You guy is very focused. It seems that you want to sell these ordinary pine charcoal and bamboo charcoal as animal charcoal?"

Li Xin was slightly surprised and looked up at the ordinary old man selling carbon. He stopped the hatchet in his hand and coughed awkwardly: "Do you know beast charcoal?"

The charcoal seller whispered: "The old man has been burning charcoal for more than ten years. Of course, he heard from those people in the city that the wealthy families in the city will not use ordinary charcoal, but animal-shaped charcoal. The price of these charcoal is hundreds or thousands of times more expensive than ordinary bamboo charcoal, and some are even equivalent to gold..."

Speaking of this, the charcoal seller shook his head and said, "Although I don't know why this animal charcoal is so expensive, the old man once asked that a piece of animal charcoal can be at least one day and one night, or even longer, so it is at least iron wood to burn animal charcoal. Ordinary pine and bamboo cannot be used."

Beast charcoal is a charcoal used by the nobles. This charcoal is not burned directly, but is first burned into carbon, then ground into carbon powder with humans, and then mixed with fragrant powder such as spices into it, and then made into a beast with molds. Such charcoal can even be burned for days and nights. Not only does it have no smell of smoke, but it also has a strange fragrance.

But as the charcoal seller said, this kind of animal charcoal must be burned with high density wood. For example, there are only pine charcoal and bamboo charcoal here, which is definitely not possible.

Li Xin also saw a miscellaneous book in his previous life, which introduced various charcoals from ancient times in detail, so he suddenly had a whim.

However, after hearing the words of the charcoal seller, he was not depressed, but smiled mysteriously: "Brother-in-law, although we can't make real beast charcoal, we just need to make a similar look. The boy naturally has a way to sell these things."

The charcoal seller looked at Li Xin hesitantly, finally shook his head, and sighed softly: "Forget it, young people are more sensible, so they can do it. But you are not allowed to waste too many things. At most, fifty kilograms are carved. It doesn't matter if you can sell them or not."

The prices of bamboo charcoal and charcoal are generally not very expensive, about five or six cents a pound. It is cold this year, and charcoal is a little expensive, but it will not exceed ten cents a pound. The charcoal seller can burn hundreds of kilograms of charcoal in a day, so taking out half a day of output is not a big deal for him.

Li Xin secretly complained in his heart that he was not a professional carving student. At most, he was an amateur wood carving enthusiast. It would take a lot of time to carve a copycat animal charcoal. It would be difficult for him to carve out fifty kilograms of charcoal.

In this way, Li Xin worked in this wooden house for a whole day. Since there was no light in the house, and after the sky was completely dark, he could not continue to carve charcoal. Before finishing work, Li Xin counted about it and produced a total of twenty or thirty copycat beast charcoal, which looked like a total of about ten pounds.

However, after the day of carving, his craftsmanship became somewhat more proficient, and the animal charcoal he carved out in the second half of the day was much more refined than the one in the morning.

It was still very cold at night. There were only two beds in the room. The charcoal seller took his granddaughter to sleep with him. Li Xin slept alone on a relatively short bed, holding a bunch of straw bedding, and shivering from the cold.

This is the first day he came to this world and felt the coldness of this world. After all, two days ago, he was in a state of drowsiness and was unconscious.

For the whole night, Li Xin didn't fall asleep, and at most he slept half-awake for an hour or two. When the sky just got bright, Li Xin, who couldn't stand it, got up from the bed and didn't have breakfast. After saying hello to the charcoal seller, he carried the basket of carved copycat beast charcoal and went to the city to sell charcoal.

He saw the way to the city from the memory of the unlucky child, so he could see where the capital was. After walking seven or eight miles, the heat from the exercise gradually dispelled the chill on his body. Li Xin raised his head and saw a towering city standing in front of him.

This is the capital city, the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Thirty years ago, after the Great Jin unified the world, the capital of the Great Jin became the center of the world and the largest majestic city in the world. The city wall, which was about ten meters high, looked extremely spectacular.

Li Xin looked up for a moment, then sighed slightly in his heart.

From now on, I probably would have to dig food in this big city.

In my previous life, I was a rural child and could live like a fish in a first-tier city. Now, I can live like a person in this city!

Thinking of this, Li Xin clenched his fists secretly, carried the charcoal basket behind him, and strided towards the east gate of the capital.

Today’s goal is to buy a pair of thicker cotton shoes for the little girl, and then get a decent quilt for yourself!

Li Xin secretly cheered himself up.

A rough voice interrupted Li Xin's ambitions.

"Boy, where did you come from? Are you a local? Is there any way to guide you?"

Li Xin looked up and saw a strong man standing in front of him in a military uniform.

The boy swallowed, took the way out of his arms and handed it over.

"I came from Yongzhou, come to the capital... to look for relatives."

Through the memory of the unlucky child, he knew that in this unknown era, he could not go out without a road sign. Naturally, he and his uncle also had road signs, otherwise they would not even be able to leave Yongzhou, let alone come to Beijing.

The so-called road guide is a proof of the local government’s filing, proving who the person is, where he comes from, where he goes, and what he does.

Li Xin’s road sign was established by the Qiyang County Government of Yongzhou Prefecture, and the reason stated on it was to look for relatives.

The soldier guarding the gate glanced at the worn cloth shoes on Li Xin's feet, looked down at Lu Yin, and then stared at the wooden basket behind Li Xin.

"What's inside?"

Li Xin forced a smile: "The bamboo charcoal I made at home is cold, so I will give it to relatives in the city."

The soldier looked at Li Xin, then waved his hand: "Go in."

Li Xin nodded and bowed, walked in through the city gate.
Chapter completed!
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