The cross lane was pulled up.

The Song Dynasty was not rich at this time, but money was used as money. Later, the average price of wheat was thirty cents per stone, and rice was 70 cents per stone. Now the price of wheat was only ten cents, and the price of rice was only twenty cents. Other price indexes were also relatively low, that is, Yishen money was used as the later two jin of money. But there was a similar situation, that is, silk. The five dynasties and ten countries were turbulent, and production was severely damaged, including sericulture industry. The price of silk was slightly more expensive than that of the following decades, and generally one piece of silk was 1,300 cents. The silk yarn used by the Zhu family as a betrothal gift was not ordinary silk yarn, but one piece of money was 2,300 cents.

A load of silk and silk was poured on tofu, and more than one hundred pieces of money! The man carrying silk was anxious, and the people from the Zhu family were also anxious. Several people grabbed the ancient man's collar and asked the ancient man to compensate him. The ancient man was honest and didn't know what to do, so he had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Song Jiu pushed the people watching the fun away, Shi Shiran walked into the venue, and said, "What are you doing, Gu Wengweng, get up."

"This is not your business, please get out of the way!" said the third uncle of the Zhu family angrily.

"The road is uneven, and there are people who shovel it, and the unfair things that happened at my doorstep." Song Jiu said as he began to tell the story from the grocery store diagonally opposite his house with a bundle of hemp ropes.

"Dear dears, neighbors, you guys are watching. Gu Wengweng pushed the tofu cart from the uphill. Cross Lane, and couldn't see the situation, so he shouted "Travel" loudly. Zhu Sanlang's horse was frightened. Gu Wengweng's cart has also arrived. Can you hit the horse immediately?"

There was no chalk, but the lines were made with ropes. Once they were pulled, the situation that happened at that time reappeared. The neighbors on both sides said, "You can't bump."

"In a hurry, Gu Wengweng had to push it aside and hit the man's load. Please see, who is responsible?"

"Besides, the family of adopted daughters is asking for a hundred families, and my elder sister asks for marriage to the young lady of the Liu family on my behalf. It's better to succeed. If it doesn't work, isn't it a shame, right?"

"Yes." The left and right laughed together.

"The Liu family did not agree or refused. I did not pass the exam this year. The Liu family sent someone to notify my family and said they had a marriage with the Zhu family. At that time, my elder sister and I were all there, and I didn't say anything. Is there anything wrong?"

"No."

"It's over. Have my family said that the Liu family is not?"

"No."

"Actually, I really don't care. The Master once said, "Young people are afraid, how can you know that the people who come here are not as good as you are? Forty or fifty, you are not worth fearing. What does this sentence mean? That is, don't deceive the young man and be poor. I don't think this is shameful, but will give me greater motivation."

"Xiaojiu, it's well said." They are all acquaintances, cheering together.

"Why do you have a big road but you just take such a large group of people and luggage to Kujing Lane, and deliberately whisper to my doorstep. There are all poor people here, and there are slopes in the west. How can something happen to you? Dear fellow villagers, Gu Wengweng is so pitiful? My wife at home is sick all year round, and she wants to support her family and treat her husband. You don't care, but instead turn the blame and asks her to accompany you to marry a dowry. What's the reason? Is it great to have money?"

First, reason.

Finally, he instigated that the Song Dynasty was similar to his later generations, including economy, culture, military, diplomacy, and some ideas. Song Jiu wanted to be a local tyrant, while others also wanted to be a local tyrant, but before the local tyrant was made, he hated the local tyrant.

Song Jiu said in one sentence, everyone immediately worked together, and Aunt Su, who was doing needlework diagonally opposite the door to make a living, said loudly: "Yes, Jiulang is right, you have to pay Gu Wengweng's money."

Matchmaker Zhong's mother was unhappy and put her hands on the waist of the bucket and said, "Oh, is it so poor that it makes sense?"

"So what if you have money? We don't want to lose money from you," said Aunt Chen at the corner of the alley.

When Song Jiu saw the opportunity, he staggered deliberately and staggered onto Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen didn't know that he was intentional, but Song Jiu was so big that he brought Aunt Chen to Mama Zhong. Mama Zhong is a professional matchmaker. Not only can he speak, but he is not easy to mess with. He pushed Aunt Chen away with his hand.

Song Jiu said: "What are you doing? You don't lose money, you are anti-blackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackb

After he kept fanning the flames and igniting the flames, the neighbors and the betrothal team really started fighting. In just a moment, the luxurious betrothal gifts changed, all kinds of exquisite utensils, fruits, wine, meat, and buckets were slapped, and the silk and satin became a strip of tins of cloth. Fortunately, when a few servants saw that the situation was wrong, they held the gold and silver jewelry box tightly, and did not lose it.

The Zhu family was unreasonable here, so they sent someone to report to the officials.

Seeing them reporting to the officials, the neighbors were a little scared. Song Jiu said, "Don't be afraid, the government is reasonable. The ancient man is pitiful. Everyone raises some money for the ancient man. Also, check whether they have been injured by the Zhu family and wait for the government to deal with it."

The river is poor, it is a slum, and there are all kinds of people, don’t you understand?

The uncles and aunts were very happy. Some people raised money to the ancient man, and some people lay on the ground, and they screamed.

However, Song Jiu is a good comrade. From beginning to end, a gentleman is not a move, which has nothing to do with him. Moreover, he is a sir, so he cannot lie on the ground and pretend to be injured. Therefore, he went to Li Blacksmith's blacksmith shop and said to Li Blacksmith: "Li Dalang, let's start the construction."

Li Blacksmith and his apprentice carried the tools and followed Song Jiu to the riverside, raised the stove on the river bank, and melted the iron on the spot.

Song Jiu ran to the river to buy a few pieces of wood, and then found his seventh brother-in-law from the coolie, including the Zhang family Silang, the He family Erlang, the Zhong family Dalang, the Cao family Sanlang, and the Qi family Balang. They all got some of the relatives and brought some of them. The relatives were a little far apart, but they also dated each other and had a good relationship.

First build a high platform. At this time, there was no cement mortar concrete, so I was afraid that it would not be solid, so I called Brother-in-law and the others to help me, surrounded the wood in a circle, leaving a circular gap in the middle, and drilled a hole more than one meter deep on the river bank. Then I picked up the soil and built the high platform, but the gap in the middle remained unmoved. This time it was Blacksmith Li's turn, and he poured the melted iron into the gap.

From time to time, white water vapor came from below. After a while, the molten iron solidified again and poured to the top of the platform. Li Blacksmith followed Song Jiu's instructions and found a mold and poured an iron column on it. This was later regarded as a rotating shaft, which was very difficult, so it poured all the way down the river bank to make it a whole and strengthen its firmness. A large iron hook was designed on the top of the iron shaft.

Many people came over to watch curiously.

"Xiaojiu, what are you doing?" Boss Hu saw that there were many people watching and came over to watch. He was puzzled and asked.

There were group tours in the Tang Dynasty, and there were also various group tours in the Song Dynasty. The porters on both sides of the Bian River in Dongshuimen also had their own group tours. Because they robbed business, they often fought. Boss Hu was a big guy, strong and unscrupulous, so he was chosen as the leader by the porter in the river. He was also the leader in that fight a few days ago. He went to Kaifeng Mansion and was only released after being released.

Hezhong is an immigration area and a slum. Most of the promising people move to the inner city or other high-end places in the capital. Among these three thousand households, Song Jiu's father is the best. Although he died, neighbors often praise Song Jiu's father for being cheap.

Boss Hu was not convinced. He thought he was a hero and often said that if I went to the battlefield, I would not be weaker than Song Dalang.

I once had a dispute with him for this elder sister. It was not a big holiday. When I met Song Jiu, I often greeted me.

When Song Jiu saw Boss Hu, he immediately thought of something. Once this thing came out, it would have a huge impact on the porters on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. If the porters handle it improperly, it would be removed by these porters. But if he talked about it, even though he had gained the benefits of me, at least half of the people in the river knew him, but his prestige was far less than that of Boss Hu, so he would be at a disadvantage.

He said: "Hu Xingtou, I use this thing to pick up goods."

"Xiaojiu, you didn't pass the exam and your brain was broken."

"Hu Xingtou, if you don't believe it, let's make a bet. Not only will I use it to pick things, but I will also be more than twice as efficient as you."

"This kid is stupid," Boss Hu said to the people next to him.

At least now everyone thinks that Boss Hu is right. What is the matter moving on this high platform? Can the high platform become a human and a monster after coming overnight?

"Hu Xingtou, let's do it. Let's make a bet. If I lose, I will write a paragraph on paper, saying that my father is far from Hu Xingtou's hero, and he will sneak up all the streets and alleys of Hezhong."

This is good, Boss Hu asked excitedly: "Then do you win?"

"If you win, follow my instructions, organize all the river porters for me, form a more stringent group, and divide the shares, expand the Bian River Dike on a large scale, truly defeat the Hebei porters and let them drink the northwest wind."

"OK."

"This is not counting, it is for everyone's welfare. In addition, you also brought a group of people to the vicinity of Zhu's house and sang to me all day and night."

The Liu family regretted their marriage, and the Zhu family and the Liu family made a marriage. Most of the people knew about this. After hearing Song Jiu's words, they all laughed so hard that they fell back and forth. Boss Hu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Zhong, I promise you."

At this moment, a man in a yellow robe rode a horse and came over quickly with the yamen runners.

The yamen runners separated everyone and shouted loudly: "The prefect is here, everyone can get out of here quickly."

Who is the prefect of Kaifeng? I don’t know, the second king Zhao Kuangyi. Everyone immediately made way out. Two yamen runners went in and held Song Jiu down. Song Jiu was puzzled and said loudly: “I am the master, I can’t catch me.”
Chapter completed!