213. Fireworks on New Year’s Eve

Style: Historical Author: A book full of poems and thousands of flowersWords: 2134Update Time: 24/01/11 18:58:56
When Chongzhen opened the memorial, he immediately became happy. Yang Fan's memorial had always been a source of happiness for him. The sentences were often not fluent, the allusions were poor, and a few new words often popped up. Although he had never heard of it, after thinking about it carefully, he was sure I think it's very appropriate.

"You all take a look, it's Yang Qing's memorial. Every time I read his memorial, I laugh to death. Fortunately, his handwriting is pretty good, otherwise, he wrote this memorial. No need to build slaves , he was beaten to death by his teacher a long time ago."

Empress Zhou took it over to take a look at it, and also smiled and said: "Yang Qing is also simple and cute. Although this wish-fulfillment and everything goes well is plain, it also means auspiciousness. If everything can come true, doesn't it mean everything goes well? .”

Concubine Tian and Concubine Yuan also came over to take a look. Concubine Yuan said: "Hey, Yang Fan said that during the Chinese New Year, their military camp will hold a willow shooting competition. Please allow your Majesty's permission. They will hold a shooting competition with muskets and bows and arrows."

Chongzhen thought for a while and said: "Normally, setting off guns in the capital is for fear of disturbing the people, but every family sets off firecrackers on New Year's Day, and the whole city is so noisy. It is estimated that the guns can't be heard even if they set off firecrackers, so let's just let them play. This is also me The Ming Dynasty military camp has an old tradition of celebrating the New Year, which means to be prepared for danger in times of peace. The whole country is celebrating the New Year and is relaxed, but the soldiers cannot relax."

Concubine Tian looked at the memorial and said: "Your Majesty, Yang Fan asked for instructions and said that he has prepared a lot of fireworks and wants to set them off on Jingshan Mountain to show the atmosphere of the new dynasty. Your Majesty and all the people will have fun together. What are these fireworks? They are fireworks."

"Yang Qing's fireworks should mean fireworks and fireworks. His words are always a little different from ordinary people. Since he is planning to set them off on Jingshan Mountain, he must be somewhat sure. The official and folk fireworks of the Ming Dynasty compete with each other. If it is It would be embarrassing to compare with others. When it gets dark, I will place wine on the platform and watch tonight's fireworks with you and the concubines. No, it's the fireworks. People set off fireworks on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. His fireworks But it’s interesting to have it released on New Year’s Eve.”

There is a lot of traffic in front of Xinghe Supermarket. Starting from the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Xinghe Supermarket suddenly became very popular. The products here are so comprehensive. The price is still lower than outside.

There are many powerful people in the capital, but there are even more poor people. Every point saved by a small family is equal to a point earned. The rich and powerful businessmen come here mainly because of the complete range of goods, and there are many goods that are not available elsewhere. They buy what they like when they see it, and they don't have to go far.

Especially the ladies from official families especially like to visit.

The poor people come here simply to save some money. Whether it is cheap food, cloth, or oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, they are all used in life and are indispensable every day.

If you save a little each time, you can make clothes for your baby.

The supermarket is also considerate and divides the goods directly into high-priced areas, medium-priced areas and low-priced areas. Similar products have different quality and different prices. In this way, different customers choose where to buy based on their own financial strength.

Generally speaking, the low-price area has the largest area, but also the most people. After all, there are many poor people everywhere.

Zheng Sanfa, his wife, daughter, and son crowded in the low-price area of ​​Xinghe Supermarket. They did not go to other areas at all. He knew how much money he had in his pocket.

They pushed one or two small carts at the door and went straight to the wheat flour and grains area. The small carts were actually made of steel wire, and they could even put their twelve-year-old son on the cart and push them. It was really a good thing.

Their purpose today is to purchase ten kilograms of white rice to make rice to worship their ancestors. Buy another ten pounds of white bread dumplings and a hundred pounds of cornmeal evaporated cake to eat. After the cornmeal has risen, it is plentiful and fluffy. Adults and children love to eat it. Just add it with radish soup or cabbage soup and you will be full.

He was happy when he talked about cornmeal. There was such a cheap cereal, costing three kilograms per penny. His family of four could not finish the steamed cakes made from three kilograms of cornmeal in a day. What a bargain.

Since opening this supermarket, his family has been able to have two meals a day. It was a no-brainer before. Grains also cost a penny a pound. He had to go out to work, and he couldn't work without enough food. He had one dry meal in the morning, while his mother-in-law and two children only had two meals of porridge.

When I arrived at the food area, I saw, hey, it was crowded. Fortunately, I got up early. Just wait in line. If you can buy cheap food, why bother waiting in line?

I feel happy in my heart. Fortunately, the supermarket has restricted purchases. One person can only buy ten kilograms of rice and noodles. Otherwise, if there were so many people, they would have been sold out long ago.

"Dear neighbors, there is a New Year's sale on fat pork today. There is a special price. It costs fifteen cents per pound. Each household with a grain book is limited to five pounds, while supplies last. Those who want to buy have to wait in line after buying the grain." A job in a supermarket shouted loudly.

The crowd coaxed and started talking. Unexpectedly, there is also a big surprise of holiday eggs. The people here are not wealthy groups. They often don’t see oil stars for several years. They can still afford the price.

"Dad, why don't we buy five pounds of fat meat after buying food, and make a big meal of dumplings stuffed with meat and cabbage for the Chinese New Year. Mom and dad haven't eaten meat in two years."

Zheng Sanfa has ten shoemakers and earns one penny and six cents of silver a month. This income is very low in the capital. Fortunately, his wife is good at embroidery. Plus, with the help of starching and mending clothes, he can earn seventy or eighty yuan a month. , the family barely survives. I can only wait until my son can make money and things will get better.

"This pork usually sells for 20 cents. Today it is five cents cheaper. Buy it. Buy it for five jins. This year we will eat dumplings with big meat fillings." Zheng Sanfa gritted his teeth. The money saved on cornmeal was enough to buy pork.

When they heard that they were buying meat, a pair of children immediately cheered.

Xu Xianchun's wife Zhang and daughter Xu Tingting also went to the supermarket with their maid and two servants today, but they went to the high-priced area.

"What's wrong with Daddy lately? He keeps losing his temper. He's going to be mean to me when I come out today." Xu Tingting pouted dissatisfiedly. Daddy is always preoccupied during this time and gets angry at every little thing. Yesterday, a servant spilled some tea. After asking for some water, he was dragged down and whipped three times.

"Oh, it's not that Duke Wei's future is not good. Your father still doesn't know what will happen. Can he not be annoyed? Don't hang around in front of his eyes when you are fine."

The area in front of you is full of wooden barrels, with the label on them saying "Fruit Candies". The wooden barrel is full of colorful fruit candies, and different colors represent different flavors.

"Mom, why don't you buy some candies? I've finished the three kilograms of candies I bought last time." Xu Tingting begged.

"You're just a greedy person. Fruit candy bars are so expensive. They only cost one tael per catty. You're such a greedy little cat. You've finished three catties of candy bars so quickly. Three taels of silver is enough for a poor family to spend a year." Mrs. Zhang complained. However, he still picked up the small shovel and said to the waiter: "Some of everything, buy five kilograms of candy bars."

A smile immediately appeared on Xu Tingting's face, and for a moment it seemed as if the surrounding light dimmed a lot. Her beautiful smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, and the five kilograms of candy instantly bloomed in the pear vortex. Many wealthy young men around were fascinated by it.

A scholar-looking man quickly touched his shoulder to a young man next to him, Brother Zhu, who looked like he wanted to strike up a conversation. He scolded: "You are crazy, that is the daughter of Xu Xianchun, Fusi Town Fusi Town, Jinyiwei North Town, you don't want your life."