Chapter 12 Buy Points in West Market

Author: Gao Yue

Chapter 12 Buy Points in West Market

When he woke up the next day, Li Ye lay on the bed thinking about what happened last night, as if he was dreaming. Is it true? Sword Saint Pei Min was teaching himself to practice martial arts? He was actually his uncle.

This is not a dream!

Li Ye turned over and sat up, and saw the club broken into two pieces. He felt excited. Last night was not a dream, but it really happened, but he couldn't help but sigh.

This means that he will go to the well to suffer tonight.

Although Li Ye's predecessor had been practicing polo for ten years, it was not until last night that Li Ye realized that he had already entered martial arts. Frankly speaking, he was not mentally prepared.

He hadn't even thought about what he could do when he came to the Tang Dynasty?

His most realistic idea at the moment is nothing more than making some money as soon as possible to change the poverty of his family.

But his uncle Pei Min taught him how to practice martial arts and seemed to be arranging him to go on another path. They also felt that the troubled times were coming and they were preparing.

He remembered a few words that Pei Min said, not only them, but many aristocratic families were preparing in secret.

It was really unexpected. It seemed that the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion was not an accident, but a reshuffle after various crises and conflicts in the Tang Dynasty could not be mediated.

If the various crises in the Tang Dynasty could be alleviated, would the Anshi Rebellion not have broken out, or the consequences would not have been so serious?

Li Ye smiled bitterly, why do you think so much? It's so funny that a poor boy in a poor trough lying on the bed and worrying about the big things in the world!

My uncle is right. If you start preparing early, you can help your family be safe in troubled times and live better.

What are you preparing for? In fact, my uncle has already told himself, wealth and fists.

"Aye, hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Suddenly, Pei Sanniang's impatient shout came from the yard.

Li Ye was stunned, "Mom, where are we going?"

Pei Sanniang rushed in like a gust of wind, and said at the door with her waist on her waist: "Have I not told you? Today I took you to school. I have told Old Man Meng, who used to teach, that he said you can continue to study, but you have to start from scratch!"

"Learn from scratch?"

Li Ye was a little amused and crying. He could imagine that he was huddling with a group of six or seven-year-old children, and others thought it was a parent-teacher meeting.

"Mom, I'm literate! That stick reminds me of all the books I have read. If you don't believe me, I will write it back to you."

Li Ye found that the stick he was hit was a basket, and he could put anything in it.

Pei Sanniang's expression was obviously not convinced, and Li Ye hurriedly said: "I have to go to Qiao Mansion to practice football during the day! I really don't have time to study."

This reason is good, Pei Sanniang nodded, "Okay! Let's talk about it after the game. Anyway, my mother has made up her mind. You must study, and you can practice polo, but you can't delay reading!"

She glanced at the club folded into two sections and hurriedly left. She seemed to know nothing about what happened last night, but Li Ye had a intuition that his mother actually knew, but she just pretended not to know.

No matter how many, I will go to Xishi today.

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Xishi and Dongshi are the two most famous commercial centers in Chang'an. They are actually two huge commercial cities, with various professional markets concentrated together, mainly wholesale and also retail.

If you don’t want to go far or buy a lot of things, there are also many small shops in each shop, grocery shop, rice and oil shop, pickle shop, cloth shop, wine shop, etc., as well as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, which can be solved in the shop.

If you want to buy some fresh vegetables and game, you can go to the market outside the city, which is the open-air market, just like the township market today.

Li Ye came to Xishi. He had to come today and wanted to buy two things.

First of all, he had to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone. Although he was a wild boy who only knew how to fight and play basketball and had only read for a year, he always thought he was a literati in his bones.

Although he failed the college entrance examination three times, it did not affect his self-evaluation.

Secondly, he wants to buy a poke stick, otherwise he will not be able to go down the well to train tonight.

Li Ye was wearing a gray coarse cloth short coat, a pair of muddy pants underneath, and a pair of coarse cloth shoes. His clothes, shoes and socks were made for him by Aunt Mu. Although it was crude, the pulp was washed very clean.

It seems that he is no different from the coolies in West City. The difference is that the coolies are in a hurry and don’t care about everything around them. They seize the time to deliver goods and make money.

Li Ye is different. He looked around, curious about everything and was amazed at everything. He was a country boy who had first entered the city.

There are too many shops in Xishi, one by one, with signs and hawking sounds one after another. There are all kinds of goods in front of the gate. He has never seen many goods before. It is simply dazzling, making him dazzled.

There were too many people, and there were endless streams of people of all kinds. There were also many foreigners, and I don’t know which country they were from. Li Ye stared at them curiously.

As soon as they turned, several charming young women suddenly appeared in front of them, with beautiful hair as clouds, gauze skirts, and large pieces of white flesh on their chests. They leaned against the door, waved to Li Ye, looked at Qiubo, and biting their lips and laughing.

Li Ye suddenly blushed and wanted to see but didn't dare to see it. He ran away in panic.

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I bought pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a stationery store. The cheapest set cost thirty cents, but my friend regarded it as a errand runner.

Li Ye was a little hungry with the tied cloth bag, so he spent ten cents to buy two steamed buns with meat filling, and chewed them while walking.

"Master Shao's latest club, the Pride of the Polo Field, is limited to three for sale!"

A hawking sound attracted Li Ye's attention, and he noticed that next to him was a shop selling polo ball utensils called "Shaw Brothers Ball utensils". Not only this one, but the seven or eight stores in front all sell ball utensils and their business is good.

Polo is the national ball of the Tang Dynasty. From emperors and powerful people to pawns and vendors, they are addicted to polo. Even the concubines and princesses in the harem often ride donkeys to play polo games.

Any polo game in Chang'an City will attract tens of thousands of people to watch the game, which is extremely fanatical.

Li Ye walked to the door of the store, and the guy who was shouting looked at him, and his eyes couldn't hide his disgust. He was about to drive him away, but Li Ye took out ten taels of silver and weighed it. The white silver blurred the guy's eyes, and he bent down with a smile, "Is the guy here to buy ball gear?"

“Look at the club!”

"Brother is right, our club! This is the one in Beijing..."

The guy gave a thumbs up, "Even the gals in the palace are provided by us. Last year, the second place in the league, and the poke clubs of the Knight Guards team are also owned by our family."

Li Ye was too lazy to listen to his bragging, so he walked into the store door. The lobby was spacious, without a counter, and all kinds of ball utensils were hung on the wall.

Polo is fierce in confrontation and is easily injured, so all kinds of helmets, leather armor, and leg guards are all marked with prices. Li Ye was stunned. The cheapest set of leather armor helmets cost fifty taels, and the most expensive set is hung in the middle of the wall, for 1,800 s.

The guy took a set of leather armor and enthusiastically introduced it: "This is called light and shadow, it is imitation of light armor, and it is the best sold in our store. A set of only 120 stags, how tall is your son?"

This dog still treats himself as an errand runner.

Li Ye said lightly: "Look at the club, it's less than ten cents of money."

The guy heard that he was less than ten cents of money, and his enthusiasm suddenly disappeared. He pointed to the corner of the house lazily, "It's all over there, you can go and see it yourself!"

The three large bamboo baskets in the corner of the house are filled with pokes. There are three types: five stakes, ten stakes and fifteen stakes. Compared with the limited edition pokes made by Master Shao, which are 500 stakes per piece, these are indeed low-end goods.

There are also a few young people next to them who are also choosing clubs.

Li Ye pulled out a willow wood club worth five stakes and shook his head. The workmanship was pretty good, but the wood was too light and soft, not as good as his one.

He pulled out another club with a 10-ton square meter of money. The wood is slightly better, and it is a beech club, but the weight is still lighter.

He suddenly found that although his club was a little worn, it seemed to be a jujube wood pole, which was very weighty and much heavier than a club with a 10-cent money sum.

It seems that there is no need to buy a new club, just buy a second-hand good club. His mother only spent ten cents to pay it from the street stall.

At this time, a few young men next to him chatted and said, "Do you think Qiao Xingzhong will also invite foreign aid?"

Li Ye's ears suddenly became ridged.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!