Henan
kaifeng city
The market in the morning was as bustling as ever, with people coming and going, so lively.
"Baozi, hot buns with plump meat filling. One bite will make your mouth water..."
"Hot spicy soup, delicious, I want to drink it again..."
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"A specialty of Dayi, high-quality matches that light up instantly and are easy to light. A must-have when traveling at home..."
"A woolen sweater, a high-quality woolen sweater produced by Dayi. It feels warm when you wear it, and you are no longer afraid of the cold wind..."
"The cloth is produced in Dayi, the new bright cloth, the price is affordable, you can't buy it, you will suffer a loss, you can't be cheated..."
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On the noisy street, there are waiters in front of every shop facing the street, constantly shouting about business.
At this time, the business of the cloth shop that shouted "Dayi produces cloth" was extremely booming. The shop was almost crowded with people, so much so that the shopkeeper had to set up an extra stall outside the shop to disperse the flow of people.
There was no way around it. Most of the cold-weather clothing worn by civilians in the Manchu Qing Dynasty were mainly gray plain cotton-padded clothes, and most of the fabrics were ordinary linen.
Those who have some money to spare can at least keep their clothes clean and brand new. Poor people's clothes are basically in tatters, so a few patches would be nice. As for those who are poorer, you will basically never see them.
Of course, there are bright-colored cotton or satin fabrics in the cloth shop, but they are only for rich people or dignitaries to browse, and the prices are so expensive that most civilians don't even have the courage to step in and ask for prices. .
Nowadays, the cloth in this cloth shop can be sold with clearly marked prices. This makes people feel novel and at the same time, it also allows some people who still have some money to find a little confidence, at least knowing that they can afford it.
Moreover, the quality of these cloths is very good, and the colors are so bright and touching.
After all, not many people really like monotonous plain colors with only gray and blue to choose from.
This has created the booming business of this cloth shop.
In fact, not only the cloth shop, but also anything produced by "Dayi" has extremely good sales.
Those who sell woolen sweaters are almost out of stock. Not only are they good at keeping warm, their styling is also very pleasing to the eye. In the words of Da Yi, it is "fashion".
In addition, there are bicycles, flashlights, lighters, etc. produced by Dayi. They are all out-of-stock products. It can be said that the items have been reserved by wealthy people before they are even received. So much so that the merchants here are begging for more products from Dayi.
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"Dang...dang...dang..."
There was a rapid sound of gongs, which instantly attracted a lot of people to look over.
"Hello fellow villagers, there has been a severe drought in the Hebi area for three years. The crops in the fields have not been harvested. The court not only did not provide disaster relief, but also called for tax payments. In order to avoid the famine, our family ran out of money when passing through Guibao Land, so we had to stay in Guibao. Set up a stall here and perform a rap show with the two girls. I hope that everyone with money can support it, and those who have no money can support it by themselves. If you folks are happy to hear it, I hope you can give as much reward as possible, so that The baby who is waiting for feeding at home can buy some food to satisfy his hunger, thank you all!"
After shouting a few times, the middle-aged man who spoke took a young girl beside him and held a pipa and sat in front of a table and chair. Next to them stood a woman and a teenage boy. The boy is holding a gong and waiting for a reward.
The table was a bit worn and looked like it was rented from someone nearby. There is also a piece of wood used for storytelling and a glass of water on the table. There was a wooden trolley not far from the stall. There was an old woman sitting on the trolley, holding an infant baby and looking over here.
"Snapped..."
There was a crisp sound of knocking on wood.
"Today, I bring you the story of Zhao Zilong from Changshan who entered and left Changbanpo seven times."
"Zhao Yun, courtesy name Zilong, was born in Zhending, Changshan. It is said that he was eight feet tall.
, majestic in appearance, is one of the famous generals of the Shu Han Dynasty. The most famous thing Zhao Zilong has ever done is the story of rescuing Adou on the Changban Slope..."
As the man's voice narrated, more and more people were watching around him. Especially when the man was talking about the ups and downs of the story, someone would scream "Hello" from time to time, and the atmosphere was extremely lively. .
It’s not that there are too many bored idlers, it’s that there is really a lack of entertainment content in this era. Nowadays, they can have a good storyteller tell the story for free. The important thing is that there is also a young girl who sings a song at key points from time to time. They have never experienced this novel storytelling method, which is really comfortable.
"...Speaking of it, it was too late. General Wei attacked with a long spear. In this fatal blow, Zhao Yun jumped up on his horse and waved the green sword in his hand to take the head of General Wei. The Wei general had no choice but to withdraw his spear and block the incoming Qingzhi sword. At that time, four or five more Wei generals came on horseback and combined forces to attack Zhao Yun. The situation was extremely dangerous..."
After saying this, the storyteller's voice paused, he picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water. The sound of the pipa also changed from the previous rapidity to a long one.
Several minutes passed, but the storyteller still had no intention of continuing. At this time, the person in front couldn't help but urge: "What's going on behind the scenes, tell me quickly! It's really annoying."
"That's right, that's right, at the critical moment, keep talking." Someone echoed.
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"Go on, I'm listening very excitedly?"
It looks like the atmosphere is about the same. The storyteller man then signaled his wife to take the children to collect the reward, and then said: "My uncles, brothers, sisters, brothers and sisters, it is not easy for me to be a storyteller, and I have to support my family. I hope you feel comfortable listening and can give you a few small coins. Let our family get through the current difficulties. I wish all of you uncles, brothers, sisters, brothers and sisters all the best and good luck in the future."
While the storyteller was talking, the woman took her son to the crowd to ask for the reward. There were a lot of people watching, but most of them acted on the principle of free prostitution. Facing the mother and son asking for reward, they just pretended not to see it, or they just turned around and left because they felt that it was too embarrassing.
Fortunately, the city of Kaifeng is relatively wealthy, and despite the lack of entertainment, there are still people who are willing to pay one or two cents or three to five cents to continue listening. After this round, the mother and son were able to collect a large amount of copper coins, which seemed to be equivalent to one or two hundred coins.
The storyteller looked satisfied and continued to tell the story. At this time, those who turned to leave continued to surround him. The crowd of onlookers continued to increase a lot.
The time to enjoy always passes quickly. In less than half an hour, the storyteller finally finished telling the current story. The crowd listening to the book was very interested, and looking at the time, they were already clamoring for another piece from the speaker.
When the storyteller saw this, he motioned to his wife to ask for another reward. Although some people left this time, there were still many people who were willing to drop a penny or two and wait for the storyteller's new story.
Seeing the enthusiasm of the onlookers, the storyteller could no longer refuse, so he had to ask: "I wonder what story you want to hear?"
At this time, the crowd was noisy, and a voice came: "Get away quickly, you have no sharp eyesight, didn't you see our young master coming? You bumped into our young master, and you are walking around without food."
