Zhang Ben yawned and woke up from the bed. He opened his eyes and found that Lin Linyou was not there. He murmured: "This guy got up so early."
When he opened the door, he saw that the guy he was talking about was already practicing in the yard with his embroidered spring knife.
"Second brother, you are dancing after hearing the rooster so early!" Zhang Ben stretched out, "It's rare that you are so diligent and know how to practice martial arts."
Lin Lin was out of breath, and went straight to Zhang Bi with a knife in hand: "If you hadn't burped, farted, grinded your teeth, and slept poorly, how could I have danced to the sound of a chicken so early? I didn't sleep all night!"
Zhang Ben approached with a smile and tilted his head: "Do you want to kill me?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed the back of the knife: "You really think Zhang is afraid of you!"
"Okay, I know you have also read "Xiu Chun Dao"." Lin Linyou took the Xiu Chun Dao back from his hand, "You are my beloved relative and friend, brother and sister! How can I be willing to kill you."
Zhang Bi was obviously caught in the act. He took a few steps closer, patted Lin Linyou on the cheek, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Lin Linyou, you are secretly working against the party, you are in my hands!"
Looking at Lin Linyou's expression at this time, he looked innocent and funny... He really couldn't help but want to beat up the fat man in front of him.
"Stop playing around." Lin Linyou pushed his hand away, "You're still talking about rebelling against the party! Let's finish our work today and go find our third brother!"
"Yes, I almost forgot about the business." Zhang Bi said, reaching out to touch Lin Linyou's face again, "Hey, what's wrong with your face? Why don't you wash your face when you get up?"
Lin Linyou's face was ashen, and there was still a streak of black coal on his cheeks from the fire last night.
At this moment, the housekeeper came over and said, "Two adults, Mr. Shen has invited you."
…
Shen Wendu is about thirty years old, with red lips and pink face, as if she is wearing makeup. Apart from looking a bit seductive, she is also handsome. There is a hosta in her bun, and the rest is loose and shiny. It is obvious at a glance that she is well-fed. ; He is also well dressed, wearing a Suzhou twill cotton robe with the pattern of "Shui Lang Shengzi", a silk shawl, a jade belt around his waist, and a purse, sachet, gold medal and other items...
According to the etiquette system established in the early Ming Dynasty, farmers could wear silk clothes, but merchants were not allowed to wear silk clothes. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang has always been "emphasis on agriculture and suppression of business".
However, the regulations on common people's clothing are only limited to formal wear. There is not such a strict hierarchy for casual clothes.
In today's Yongle Dynasty, although the court still repeatedly emphasizes the hierarchical ban on clothing, compared with the reign of Zhu Yuanzhang, the control of civilian clothing is much looser. It is common for people to break through the clothing ban, even in the capital. There are often people who wear unsuitable clothes and violate etiquette.
What's more, for a person like Shen Wendu who has a deep friendship with Ji Gang, what does it mean to wear a silk shawl?
But such a person actually invited Lin Linyou and the others to have a vegetarian meal in the dining hall!
Using the word "please" might just be flattering him! After all, the place belongs to the monk, and this meal also belongs to the monk. Who knows if Shen Wendu paid the monk for the sesame oil?
This meal was not as good as when Lin Linyou and the others had eaten at Jianchu Temple. It was just a bowl of porridge, a yellow steamed bun, and a small plate of salted beans.
"Damn, is this guy really the richest man in Wu?" Zhang Bi whispered to Lin Lin.
Lin Linyou was very hungry. He had a fight with Miss Yuerong last night and spent a long time repairing the door. But there was nothing left in his stomach. He picked up the porridge and drank it in big gulps.
Zhang Ben fiddled with the salted beans with his chopsticks in a disgusted manner, still complaining: "I think this guy is deliberately trying to give us a showdown!" He really wasn't tired of eating big fish and meat.
Lin Linyou put down the empty bowl, burped lightly, and said, "Maybe it's just simple picking."
Zhang Bi said: "I know Huizhou merchants are stingy, but Suzhou merchants shouldn't be doing this!"
Huizhou merchants were notoriously stingy in the Ming Dynasty, and were often depicted in Chinese novels. They usually live a very frugal life, dividing one copper coin into eight coins. There is a jar of stinky lard at home, but I don’t buy four taels of meat. Even in the ripe years when rice only costs five cents and one stone, they only eat gruel with clear soup but no rice. The dishes are simpler, either salted beans or salted duck eggs. Pour a few salt beans from the bottle or eat half a salted egg to complete your meal.
However, although they are quite stingy in their own food and clothing, they still look decent outside. They are used to breaking into families, eating empty tea, pretending to be romantic, and looking at a woman with a slight color to look at her half to death. They spend a lot of money on concubines, prostitutes, and lawsuits. They all spend a lot of money and are never stingy. It was passed down as a rumor by people from all over the world.
Lin Lin lobbied: "I don't care about Huizhou merchants and Suzhou merchants. It's all the same if there are no merchants or treacherous merchants."
Shen Wendu spoke: "Two generals, I have been fasting recently, so I have no choice but to join you in fasting. After everything is done, I will come to Suzhou again. I will treat you well!"
"Brother Shen, you're welcome." Zhang Bi said insincerely.
"General Zhang, why don't you use your chopsticks?" Shen Wendu asked with a smile, "This is Gorgon and Yam Immortal Porridge."
"What is fairy porridge?" Zhang Ben looked at the ordinary bowl of white porridge in front of him and thought to himself, this is still fairy porridge!
The steward rushed to say: "For each portion of this fairy porridge, take half a piece of glutinous rice, five large slices of ginger, and two bowls of mountain spring water. Boil it in a casserole for a while, then add six green onions with beards and cook until half cooked. , then add half a cup of high-quality red pearl vinegar and mix well, and cook until cooked. Don't look at it as ordinary, but it will clear your eyes, calm your mind, and strengthen your body. The most important thing is that it tastes really good. "
"I didn't expect that a small bowl of porridge would require such a huge process!" Zhang Ben sighed.
"The five flavors are refreshing. Doing nothing, doing nothing, and tasteless." Shen Wendu took a small spoonful of porridge, tasted it slowly, and after swallowing, continued, "You can taste delicious food from a simple bowl of porridge. , is the real way to eat.”
"Yes, yes." Zhang Bi was afraid that he would continue to ramble, so he picked up the bowl and drank up the porridge in a few mouthfuls. He licked his tongue and it seemed that it tasted really good.
Shen Wendu was quite dissatisfied with their way of eating like eating jujubes. A martial artist is a martial artist and wastes natural resources.
He still tasted it slowly. At his speed, a bowl of porridge would probably take him half an hour.
Zhang Ben became impatient: "I wonder if my two brothers can help Brother Shen?"
"No rush." Shen Wendu didn't even raise his eyelids, concentrating on tasting his porridge.
"Hey, why don't you see Ding Geishe?" Zhang Ben had already noticed that Ding Yu was not there.
"Ding Geishe and us are doing the same thing," Shen Wendu said.
Needless to say, Ding Yu must have eaten something delicious! This treatment is different and is deliberately targeted at us! Zhang Bi gave Lin Linyou a look to express his dissatisfaction with Shen Wendu.
Finally, when Shen Wendu was full, he stood up and shook his sleeves: "General Zhang, General Qi Lin, please follow me."
It’s finally time to get down to business! Seeing how mysterious the whole process was, Lin Linyou was really curious and wanted to see what good thing he was doing!
When we walked out of the temple, there was already a row of two-wheeled carriages waiting. I counted five carriages.
There are also three tall horses.
As soon as the three of them left the mountain gate, servants had already brought the horses.
From the looks of it, it doesn’t look like we are going to fight, but rather to transport gold, silver and jewelry!
But why use a carriage instead of a four-wheeled cart to transport jewelry?
Lin Linyou's curiosity became even more intense.
Zhang Bi seemed to have figured out what he was thinking, so he came over and whispered, "I'm here to pull someone in."
"Pull people in?" Lin Linyou thought he was escorting prisoners, "Shouldn't we use a prison car to pull people in?"
"It's not a prisoner." Zhang Ben smiled, "It's a woman."
"woman?"
