The old man drove the carriage up and down, and after passing the most crowded section of the road, he began to shuttle smoothly and quickly through the wide streets of Hanyang City.
Two-quarters of an hour later, we arrived at Yexiang Street. Both sides of the street were lined with teahouses, teahouses, tea shops, etc., with stores of various sizes. The streets are filled with a strong aroma of tea, and there are many pedestrians walking on the streets. From time to time, they walk into the shops on the street and choose their favorite tea leaves.
"Mr. Lang, what kind of tea do you want to buy? Better or ordinary." The old man slowed down the carriage and asked.
"Where can I buy the best tea?" Liu Yu replied.
"If you want to buy good tea, go to Longye Tea House, the best tea house in Hanyang City. Most of the dignitaries buy tea there. There are all kinds of tea. The tea is good, but the price is too expensive." The old man said.
"Old man, let's go to Longye Tea House." Liu Yu leaned on the carriage, very leisurely.
"Hey~~" The old man pulled the reins, and the carriage stopped in front of an exquisite teahouse. The teahouse had a spacious door with more than ten shop doors connected to it. It was filled with a dazzling array of colorful tea leaves.
Liu Yu gave the old man five taels of silver as a deposit and asked him to wait outside the store. Liu Yu decided to rent the old man's carriage.
Liu Yu entered Longye Tea House. The waiter introduced many famous teas from various places, but they were all unpalatable. The shopkeeper of the tea house personally recommended Liu Yu. After the conversation, Liu Yu took out a thousand taels of silver notes and was invited to a private room on the third floor. The shopkeeper of the tea house took out three kinds of famous teas in the shop, brewed them one by one, and asked Liu Yu to taste them.
Liu Yu finally chose a famous tea called "Longyou Hongpao" from three famous teas. The leaves of this tea are green-brown in color, with green leaves edged with red. After brewing, the soup is bright orange-yellow and the leaves are alternately red and green. , the aroma is fragrant, and after a sip, the fragrance lingers.
Liu Yu was carrying tens of thousands of taels of silver notes and wanted to buy more, but the output of "Longyan Red Robe" was low and the inventory of Longye Tea House was not much. The tea house sold Liu Yu five packs of hard-covered "Dragon Red Robe". "Red Robe" cost three thousand taels of silver.
After coming out of Longye Tea House, it was still early. Liu Yu sat in the old man's carriage and wandered around the bustling streets of Hanyang City. He bought a lot of fruits, dried meat, etc. After setting off tomorrow, Liu Yu didn't want to nibble on that. Whole grain pancakes.
The old man was very talkative, and Liu Yu learned from the chat that the old man's surname was Wang, and he was in his seventies. He had been working hard all year round, and his body was strong and he looked very energetic.
Old man Wang is a native of Hanyang City. His wife fell ill and passed away. He has two sons and one daughter at home. The eldest son has married a wife and separated the family. The daughter has also married.
Old Man Wang's youngest son is a scholar named "Wang Bo". He is in his early twenties and has not yet married. Last year I was admitted to the "Tongsheng" examination, which made Mr. Wang very happy. The college teacher praised his second son Wang Bo for his excellent writing and poetry. As long as he studied hard and took the college examination next year, he might become a high school scholar.
Old man Wang got up early and worked hard at night, driving a simple carriage pulled by two old horses, looking for work everywhere in Hanyang City. All the money he earned was used to support his younger son's studies at the college, daily paper, ink, pen and inkstone, food and drink. , which is a big expense.
Old man Wang lives frugally and lives an extremely difficult life, but he is full of energy and cheerful all day long. Old Man Wang has always hoped that Wang Bo would be admitted as a scholar, that his family would be honored, and that the Wang family would be able to become an official. He, Old Man Wang, would be willing to do so even if he died of exhaustion.
"Mr. Wang, let's not go shopping anymore. Let's take him back to the Taoist temple next time!" Liu Yu said when he saw that the sky was getting darker.
"Lang Jun, why are you going to the Taoist temple at this time? The Taoist temple is about to close. Where are you staying? The old man can send you back directly!" Old Man Wang said in confusion.
"Oh! There must be relatives still in the Taoist temple!" Old Man Wang continued.
Liu Yu smiled and said nothing. Old Man Wang took it as his acquiescence and waved the reins to speed up the carriage. The road back to the Taoist Temple was still very crowded, but half better than at noon. Most of them were returning pilgrims.
Soon, the carriage returned to the square of Hanyang Taoist Temple. The square was crowded and very noisy.
"Mr. Lang, you go pick me up. The old man is waiting here. The things are placed in the carriage and cannot be lost." Old man Wang said cheerfully when he saw Liu Yu taking out the dried meat he bought in the afternoon from the carriage to eat.
Liu Yu smiled, took off the storage bag hanging from his waist, used magic to make it bigger, took out the food he bought from the carriage one by one, and put it into a storage bag the size of a rice bag.
"Lang Jun, you..." Old Man Wang's eyes widened and he was speechless.
"Old Wang, thank you today. This is my sincere thought." Liu Yu took out a hundred-tael silver note and handed it to Old Man Wang and said.
"This, this can't be done, it can't be done." Old Man Wang quickly shied away.
"Just think of it as an advance congratulations to "Wang Bo" for his high school entrance exam." Liu Yu directly handed the banknote to Old Man Wang and said with a smile.
"What a Taoist man!" Old Man Wang said with emotion as he watched Liu Yu step into the Taoist temple.
Old man Wang always thought that Liu Yu was a rich man who came to visit Hanyang City.
After an afternoon of contact, I felt that this rich man was gentle and generous, and I secretly thought that Liu Yu must be the daughter of a scholarly and famous family.
It wasn't until Liu Yu finally took out the magical fairy bag that he realized that Liu Yu was actually a real cultivator in the Taoist temple.
Liu Yu returned to the wing of the Taoist temple, rested for half an hour, and then someone came to call him. He followed everyone to the back door of the Taoist temple to gather.
There is a row of tall and gorgeous carriages outside the door. Each carriage is pulled by four pure-colored horses. The carriage carriages are covered with red silk on all sides. The roof is inlaid with gold and jade. There are two curtains, one with pearl curtains and one with white. Satin hanging curtain, embroidered with a purple peony.
Purple peony is the national flower of Yue, symbolizing the prosperity and well-being of the country. Liu Yu also learned about it not long ago. When strolling on the street in the afternoon, the flower was used to decorate everywhere on the street, including walls, doors, windows, clothes, etc. Liu Yu was curious After asking Old Man Wang a question, I found out the meaning of the purple peony.
The carriage is spacious, with a soft red carpet at the bottom. There is a small wooden table in the middle. On the small table are tea sets and a small incense burner. The incense burner is emitting a faint fragrance of flowers. The tribute tea "Tieguanyin" is brewed in a white jade teapot. Very luxurious.
After everyone arrived, the carriages came to the door one after another. The coachman's deputy opened the curtains. Each carriage only carried five people and pulled them forward. Soon, everyone got on the carriage.
Dozens of royal guardsmen, riding armored war horses and wearing golden bright armor, opened the way in front of the formation. More than a dozen carriages, connected end to end, moved forward slowly. On both sides of the carriage, hundreds of soldiers wearing silver bells and armor The infantry of the Forbidden Army, armed with red cherry spears, formed a long line to protect the convoy in the middle, and trotted forward with the convoy.
More than a dozen purple peony carriages, surrounded by many royal guards, marched toward the palace in a mighty manner. Pedestrians on the street hurriedly got out of the way and stood on both sides, pointing at the carriages and whispering to each other. Such a huge formation , not often seen on weekdays.
