Chapter 211 Slothing all over the floor

Cao Xi coughed and continued: "It costs money for the government to deport candidates. All local government offices have to receive them for free. Therefore, the behavior of candidates to privately submit to the government is to save money for the government. After all, it has become a routine.

Some candidates go to Beijing to prepare for the exam one year in advance. In order to facilitate the candidates, the government either takes one year in advance or waits to the Beijing city to collect the candidates' "response" and then hand over all the candidate's files to the Ministry of Rites.

In previous years, the climax was at one point. There were 400,000 people in the capital participating in the imperial examination. If all of these 400,000 people were deported by the government, think about it, can the government be deported? It is already good that half of the candidates could be deported in the previous scientific examinations. Now Haizhou is not stable, so the number of people in this session is particularly large. This situation cannot be seen in previous years."

At this time, Shi Chuan and others had already left Wutong Temple, but the last Jie Juzi had not set off yet. The woman who was reciting poems by the female wall sighed and said in a low voice: "From now on, I can only stand in the valley and look up to you. Stop, since you have no intention, I will give up... Female envoy, let's go."

At this time, Shi Chuan was still leisurely intoxicated: "Forty-hundreds of thousands of people came to the capital together - this was the 12th century. With the coachman and the servants accompanying the juren, there were at least 800,000 people? Nowadays, there are at least 20 cities in the world with a population of more than 200,000, but Tokyo Bianliang City can entertain 800,000 migrant population at one time. What kind of prosperity should this be?"

Cao Xi nodded: "You said this to the point. My family is from Bianliang City. The reason why Bianliang City has every inch of land is that it has to receive at least hundreds of thousands of migrant population every year. It is just a three-year scientific investigation. It is common for ordinary people to travel on the Bian Canal, Tongji Canal, and Huimin Canal. There are more than 200,000 merchants and peddlers who enter Beijing every year. In order to receive these people, how many hotels and mule and horse shops should be built in Bianjing City?

Ordinary people can own a piece of tiles in Bianjing City. Not to mention anything else, they can only receive the subject candidates once every three years, and at least one year of chewing. Officials from all over the world are proud of owning a piece of tiles in Bianjing City. Even if they don’t live in a house, they will only rent it out every year, and the income will be better than farming in the countryside... In this way, can the housing prices in Bianliang City be less expensive? In Bianliang City, if you want to buy a piece of tiles, you have to use gold to make thin pieces and cover that piece of land to buy it."

Shi Chuan opened his mouth for a long time, and said in a daze: "No wonder I heard that some people would rather be a small Beijing official than seek external responsibilities. I also heard that the current farmers and pawns also wore silk shoes. Some Hu people who came to Song to do business said that at this time the living standards of European monarchs were not as good as those of a soldier who looked at the city gate in Bianliang, Tokyo.

Ah, a city that can receive 800,000 migrant populations, and the city must have a complete range of facilities, and living in them must be very comfortable. However, in this era, the population of cities in other parts of the world is basically no more than 200,000. This number is too obvious from Tokyo City, it is simply one world. This extreme difference will of course make people who are used to Tokyo City feel extremely uncomfortable."

After shaking the horse whip, Shi Chuan sighed: "It can receive 800,000 people at once. Compared with such a city in Tokyo Bianliang, Constantine, Rome, Paris, Jerusalem, and London are all just rural areas or stables."

Cao Xi was moved by Shiteng's words, looked at the distance leisurely and muttered to himself to recall his hometown: "On the Nanxun Gate, just after the fourth day of the fourth day, there were countless brokers and vendors carrying salt loads, waiting for the door to open. Some sang songs, some gossip, and some do small business...

The various goods carried by donkeys not only come from the suburbs, but also from the distant places of Liangzhe cloth, Guangdong pearls and jade, Shuzhong Qing tea, Luoxia yellow marinade... There are also various items sold in the workshops, such as ink, pens, flags, fragrant medicine, dates from Anyi, oranges from Jiangling, lacquer from Chenxia, ​​hemp from Qilu, ginger, cinnamon from Gaogu, silk cloth thread, ginger, abalone, salt, fermented fermented fermented rice and wheat mixed grains...

Grandma Li’s mixed vegetable soup, Song Wusao’s fish soup, Wanglou plum blossom buns, Cao’s meat patties, bamboo shoots and fern wontons, grout steamed buns, thin-skin spring cocoon buns, shrimp meat buns, meat oil cakes, sugar meat steamed buns, Taixue steamed buns, and Wang Xiaogu Hotel, Wang’s mother’s tea shop, the woman selling porridge on the Bian River, and the wine girl selling wine shop in the Jinmingchi wine shop... By the way, when I was leaving, a new food in Bianliang City was planted, called popcorn, and burst into glutinous rice in the cauldron, named Bolou, also known as rice flowers - with some icing, it’s really delicious."

Cao Xi's "delicious" sounded and the truth was surging, which scared the surroundings to look straight at this side. Shi Chuan walked aside, and made a look that I didn't know him, muttering: "I wonder when Zhou Xingxing was filming "God of Cookery", why didn't he invite this guy to make that shout?"

When it comes to eating, Cao Xi's salivary gland secretion immediately became strong. His mouth was full of saliva and said vaguely: "Do you know Donghua Gate? Outside Donghua Gate, there are places where the children of the official family live, and the Ten Princes Mansion is also there. The fruit market in Tokyo is located in Donghua Gate. Now in this season, there are still peaches, plums, golden apricots, forest (i.e. apples), and cherries... Hey, when I left, I launched a new fruit called 'egg gourd'. The price was extremely high, and it costs a few taels of silver..."

Huang Yu murmured in a low voice: "This foodie."

Shi Chuan sighed: "The supply of materials is abundant, which means..."

"Fengheng Yu Da", a candidate took over the topic. Then this candidate was a lyrics... These words of "glorious and upright" today have become accustomed to treating them as a wind in their ears after nine hundred years.

Speaking of this, Shi Chuan was in the team of Shi Chuan. Shi Chuan still remembered the name of this juren, Luo Wangjing. When he was at Taohua Temple, Chu Suzhen asked the juren present to donate money and specifically pointed out the name of Luo Wangjing, saying that he didn't need to donate too much. The special care of Chu Suzhen shows that this juren is indeed poor, but he must be very talented, so Chu Suzhen gave him special care.

At this time, Shi Chuan looked at his team again. Sure enough, Zhang Shuye did what he said and fulfilled his promise. The scholars who went out for the spring outing in the Peach Blossom View have almost all successfully "passed" the imperial examinations. Now they are all in the team.

Before and after, several young people who appeared in Taohua Temple greeted each other. Some people were still whispering to their partners in the team to introduce the origin of the Shihua. Before they knew it, a team of several solutions gathered around the Shihua, forming a small center, and Shihua was the target of everyone's attention.

On the other end, Cao Xi had already opened up the topic. He was immersed in his memories and took stock of the delicious food in Bianliang City. Following his topic, the juren around him touched his wallet a hundred times and a hundred times.

Huang Yu smiled and said hello to Shi Chuan: "This foodie is not finished as soon as she talks about it."

Shi Chuan looked very yearning: "Look, how rich he said, you probably haven't heard of many things, so it's no wonder that officials are unwilling to leave Bianliang City."

Huang Yu pinched his waist bag and looked excited: "My Huang family has a tea in the capital - Piaotianwenxue - waiting idlely. The people they hired began to compete for seats and buy food and hot water. Not far away, the official inn next to the official pavilion was also crowded into a group. The hot water provided by the official is free, and the poor Juzi was insufficient for travel, and they were all scrambling to enter the inn.

In the team, Lo Wangjing and four other juren who did not take their servants were a little excited. Shi Chuan waved to call out six servants, disassembled the combined spear in their hands, and inserted the tip of the spear hard to the ground. Twelve spears formed a circular circle. At the other end, the butler carried a few rolls of leather from the car and began to unbutton the ropes that tied the leather.

While the Indian housekeeper was busy, Shi Chuan greeted Huang Yu: "We don't have to snatch them, we just need some hot water. We do it ourselves. I have prepared all my things. Luo Juren, don't fight for it, everyone has a share."

As he was speaking, the black servant had already parked the donkey cart, took a suitcase from the cart, took out a stool from it, and handed it to all the juren. The black servant took a copper stove from the donkey cart, picked up a piece of honeycomb coal, put it in the stove and lit it.

The fire rose, and three small copper stoves were installed in a box, placed in a triangle in the circle. At this time, the Indian housekeeper had untied the leather roll. The four corners of the leather in his hand were inlaid with bronze three-legged nails. The triangle nails were equipped with two hooks, and the hooks were hung in the copper sleeve arranged on the gun rod. In the blink of an eye, a tent that sheltered from the wind was set up, the gun rod became a support column, and the leather mat formed a screen to block the wind.

Huang Yu looked at the butler's movements with interest and couldn't help but praise: "Chengxinlang is so clever. The leather is very thick, not like cowhide."

Chapter 211 Slothing,
Chapter completed!