Early the next morning, Wang Xiao got up and just washed up. He stood in his yard and looked at the rising sun in the east.

The small courtyard is very neat, but there is not a large population, and many houses are sealed up. A sycamore tree is planted in front of Wang Xiaolie's house, and flowers and trees are planted in the open space beside the wall. There is a pavilion in the middle, and a stone table is placed in the pavilion.

Surrounded by four stone benches.

Wang Qingxiu had nothing to do. In addition to reading some books at home, she tidied up the small yard. The flowers and plants made it look like a garden.

After watching for a while, Wang Xiaolie said: "Although the scenery in the yard is nice, it is just too quiet and less lively. In a few days, I will buy some cats and dogs and raise them. If I raise a few parrots, it will not be so deserted."

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Wang Qingxiu was coming from the house and said: "I have a quiet temperament. If I have too many things, I'm afraid I'll be upset."

Wang Xiaolie said: "If you raise it, you won't be upset anymore. People are often like this. Before something is done, this is troublesome and that is troublesome. When you actually do it, you find that you like it very much."

This is called the Law of True Fragrance. People in later generations have concluded that it is also applicable to people thousands of years ago.

After breakfast, Wang Qingxiu said: "In recent days, the market in Zhaoluo Town has been changed to every Monday and Saturday. Today is the 16th, and the town is particularly lively. How about we go shopping?"

Wang Xiaolie said: "In the past, the dates of the grass markets in the town and various places were irregular and irregular, which was very inconvenient. A few days ago, I ordered each county to make a census of the townships and towns below. One episode will be held every five days.

, each township takes turns.”

"So it was your order, which is very convenient." Wang Qingxiu said, looking at Wang Xiaolie.

Wang Xiaolie thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I remember how happy I was when my sister carried me on her back and followed my father to the grass market when I was a kid. Since I'm at home today, let's go and have a look together."

After saying that, he went back to his room and changed into civilian clothes. He also ordered the soldiers to pick six or seven smart men, change into civilian clothes and follow him. After thinking about it, he ordered someone to call Wang Zhong and go with his sister and brother.

The village is not far from Zhaoluo Town. A few people walked and arrived at Jishang in less than half an hour.

Seeing the crowds surging, Wang Xiaolie said: "This is a big town, and there are many shops on a daily basis. I didn't expect it to be so lively on market days. I thought it was only like this in remote places."

Wang Zhongdao: "Every time I go to the market, merchants from many nearby villages come to do business. The merchants in the town also set up stalls to sell goods in the market, which is naturally lively. And on this day, the people in the surrounding villages all call each other.

It will be extra lively when you bring company."

Several people entered the market while talking.

Wang Xiaolie organized these markets according to what he remembered. Each township found an open space outside and set it aside as a special market. In addition to some large fixed stalls, farmers came to sell their products.

There is no tax on goods.

In a short time, these markets became bustling with people selling all kinds of goods.

When I walked into the market, I saw small stalls on the side of the road, selling everything. These are the nearby villagers. All the goods that they think can be sold for money are brought here to sell. They don't weigh them, they just divide them into small piles.

A small pile, or a handful. How much does a pile cost? How much does a handful cost? Of course, there is also the characteristic of this era, buying and selling. In fact, it is a disguised form of gambling. How much is a fish, how much is a pile of vegetables?

The guests come to gamble. If they win, they don't have to spend money to take away the goods. If they lose, they pay money, but they can't take the goods.

Wang Xiaolie was determined to stop this habit, but time was not urgent.

There is no need to weigh goods when selling goods, but to sell them in piles. The main reason is not that they are not weighed, but that they do not know how to count. For rural people, it is good to have one or two literate people in a village, but those who can know how to count are even rarer.

There are many illiterates in the society. Many people think that there are few people who are literate. In fact, in addition to being illiterate, they are also illiterate. If you say how much does a pound of vegetables cost, how much does two pounds cost? Most people think of three or five pounds.

Can't tell the difference.

The habit of selling goods reflects the level of development and education of society. Many people in later generations went to backward areas and found that people there sold goods not by pounds but by piles. It is wrong to say that the society is simple.

. Selling like this, it’s just that they can’t sell it by the pound. Including areas around China, such as South Korea and Japan, before they entered modernization, their social development level was also low, and they were used to this.

Chinese people especially like to clearly mark prices when buying and selling goods, and they must compare their penny and penny. This is a sign of long-term commercial development.

Walking all the way, Wang Xiaolie said: "There are a lot of vegetables sold here, and they look fresh."

Wang Zhongdao: "They are all villagers nearby. Since there is a market, they may just pick whatever they want and sell it in the market. If they sell it, they will buy some goods back. If they can't sell it, they will take it.

Wandering around."

Wang Xiaolie nodded and said nothing.

In the Song Dynasty, China's commerce began to develop. But it was just the beginning. Now in rural areas, there are many local specialties that are actually worthless. For example, fish, shrimp, lotus root and water chestnuts are everywhere outside the village. Ruzhou

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the season when persimmons are ripe, and the surrounding mountains are brightly red. There is no charge for persimmons under the trees. As long as you are willing to pick them, you can take them to the market and sell them.

After walking for a while, Wang Xiaoxian said: "Look at the persimmons here, they are extraordinarily big. Why don't we buy some and take them back to taste them."

After Wang Zhong heard this, he hurried forward and bought a lot. Some of the soldiers nearby had baskets, so they put them inside and carried them on their shoulders.

After walking a few steps, Wang Xiaoxian said: "There are so many persimmons in the surrounding mountains. If they are made into persimmon cakes, it would be a way to make money."

Wang Qingxiu shook his head: "Do you think persimmon cakes are easy to make? Not many people around here know how to make them."

Wang Xiaolie said: "Isn't it a good idea for a family to lead others to do it and make a fortune together?"

The rest of the people laughed after hearing this. Wang Xiaolie's idea was too strange. Why would people who know how to make money lead people who don't know how to do it?

After passing the small stalls, we arrived at some large stalls in the center of the market. They all sell chicken, duck, fish, and cloth and clothes, which are profitable industries. There are also some food stalls for people who come to the market to improve their taste.

Looking at these, Wang Xiaolie said: "This is a place where taxes are collected. Whether the market can support it depends on their business."

Wang Zhongdao: "It has only been open for a few days, and there is not much tax revenue yet."

Wang Xiaolie nodded. This is normal. This market has only been opened a few times. Many nearby villagers have not heard of it.

Walking to several food stalls, Wang Qingxiu said: "Now that we are here, let's have a bowl of wontons. People in the village often say that the wonton owners here are conscientious, use the most ingredients, and taste good."

As he said that, several people walked aside and occupied several tables.

In the earliest days, the distinction between wontons and dumplings was not so clear-cut. At this time, the common wontons were somewhat like dumplings and wontons of later generations. The taste was of course good, but it was far less exquisite than the later ones.

A few people sat down. Not long after, the host brought wontons over.

Wang Xiaolie took a bite. When he looked up, he saw a man walking on the road. One of his hands was missing and was wrapped in cloth. The lower leg was rotten and he was leaning on a crutch, twisting and turning.

When the host saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Song is here. It's a bit late today."

Brother Song said: "We were walking slowly on the road, but we arrived just now."

The host hurriedly came forward, helped Brother Song to sit down, and hurriedly brought a large bowl of wontons.

Brother Song took out ten copper coins from his pocket and put them on the table one by one. He said: "Good luck today, bring enough money."

The host said: "Second brother is joking. A bowl of wontons isn't worth much, so please do as you please."

Brother Song said: "You came to occupy the place before dawn, how hard it is! How can I eat you for nothing!"

The host just refused. After talking for a while, he left the copper coins on the table.

Wang Xiaolie said: "This is a small place, but the prices are not cheap. A bowl of wontons costs ten cents, which is much more expensive than before."

Wang Qingxiu said: "When the Jin Bing came, everything went up. Everything is so expensive that many people can't afford it."

A few people were talking when they saw a few more guests. They all went to Brother Song to salute and greet him.

Wang Xiaolie was surprised when he saw it. In these markets, the crowds are mixed and there are many businesses, which is naturally a paradise for evil forces. This second brother Song looks like he is missing hands and feet, so he cannot be the leader here.

The people next to me sat down, and Wang Xiaolie went over and asked, "How polite are you, the distinguished guests. I've been out for a long time, and I'm not familiar with this market. I see that you all respect the second brother Song. Why?"

The man looked at Wang Xiaolie and saw that he was not an evil person. He said, "Because that second brother Song is our great hero here."

Wang Xiaolie raised his hand and said, "Please give me some advice."

The man said: "When the Jin soldiers invaded last year, it was this second brother Song who fought fiercely with the Jin soldiers and saved the lives of many villagers. You see, one of his hands and feet were chopped off by the Jin soldiers. Fortunately,
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