Needless to say, the city of Hangzhou went through a period of depression when it was just liberated.
At that time, there was a massive exodus of people, business in the city was depressed, and it was completely gone from what it used to be.
However, as time went by, with the financial support of the imperial court and Zhang Shi's proper governance, the city of Hangzhou gradually recovered due to its excellent location advantages, and regained some of its former prosperity.
After the powerful men, who were the main consumer groups in the old era, were wiped out in one fell swoop, the main consumer groups in the city disappeared, and business immediately declined greatly.
However, with the implementation of the New Industrial Deal in the Ming Dynasty, the workers gradually came forward.
They work in factories around towns and even in cities. They have stable income and good benefits, so they naturally settle in towns on a large scale, and gradually replace the powerful men and become the main consumer group of urban businesses.
Their single-person consumption power is far less than that of powerful men, but their large number far exceeds that of powerful men.
As the saying goes, an elephant is killed by many ants. The wealthy and powerful men have strong spending power and spend a lot of money, but their numbers are limited. However, the number of workers is constantly increasing, and their spending power is also constantly increasing.
Coupled with Hangzhou's location advantages, many business travelers will choose Hangzhou as a temporary stopover and transaction place. Although they are not permanent residents, as important consumers, they also bring part of the consumption power of the floating population to Hangzhou.
So today’s business in Hangzhou really can’t be considered a depression.
Originally there were four famous commercial streets in Hangzhou, Qinghefang, Zhonganqiao, Shixifang and Guanxiangkou.
Now Shixifang and Guanxiangkou have not yet been redeveloped, but Qinghefang and Zhongan Bridge have been greatly restored. Some old Lin'an people can see what Lin'an looked like in its heyday from these two commercial streets. .
As an alternative old Lin'an who came to Hangzhou many times fifteen years ago, Su Yonglin had a special feeling for Lin'an at that time.
Although the Southern Song Dynasty was decadent, the prosperity of Lin'an was still deeply engraved in his memory.
He felt that his Ming Dynasty was far stronger than that of the Southern Song Dynasty, and there was no reason why Hangzhou in the Ming Dynasty could not be restored to that appearance, or even far beyond that appearance.
When he brought Su Changsheng and Zhang Shi to the edge of Zhong'an Bridge, he saw a sight that made him nostalgic.
"It looks like, it really looks like it was like this fifteen years ago. It seems like it hasn't changed at all."
Su Yonglin happily walked towards the brightly lit Zhong'anqiao Commercial Street, which was crowded with people. His eyes were full of lively fireworks, and his mind kept thinking about the Lin'an Night Market back then.
Then he discovered that all these things were similar, but after all, there were still many differences.
The most intuitive feeling is that people are different.
At that time, the people here were Lin'an citizens who had leisure and money, foreign students with well-off families, well-dressed dignitaries, and ladies with fairy faces. Most of them belonged to the middle or upper class society of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Walking with them, one would mistakenly think that the Song Dynasty was a paradise on earth where all people were wealthy, because in such a prosperous commercial street, the people at the bottom could not be seen.
Under such a prosperous scene, it seems that the appearance of a shabbily dressed person is a great insult to the beautiful scenery, so these places automatically isolate poverty.
Poverty does not exist in Lin'an Market.
But now it's different.
The upper class gentlemen can no longer be seen, nor can the well-dressed dignitaries and ladies with arrogant looks. Instead, most of them are working class people with simple clothes and bright smiles.
Most of them wore uniforms from various factories, and most of them came out as a family, with one or two children in tow. They bought whatever they wanted to eat when they saw it.
The strong husband lifted his son on his shoulders, while his wife held the little daughter's hand. The two children held candy snacks such as little sugar figures in their hands, licking them while laughing, and the laughter was clear and sweet.
The men did not wear brocade, and the women did not wear ladies' clothes and hold cattail fans.
No man wears an expensive hat that symbolizes status, and others who are dressed up do not dare to approach.
There was no woman wearing makeup or lipstick, which made her face look so pale that she couldn't bear to look at it, and her lips were as red as if they were smeared with human blood.
People's clothes are no longer luxurious, people's appearance is no longer exquisite, and people's expressions are no longer arrogant.
But it can be seen that their spirits are different.
When Su Yonglin traveled all over the country, what he saw most on the faces of the people at the bottom was numbness. They were numb and lifeless after enduring too much pain. They were like walking corpses. Death was a relief for them.
What can be seen now is a smart expression, a vivid appearance, and a smile without oppression and exploitation.
There are no superior people here, only hard-working working people. After a hard day's work, they enjoy their own happiness in the eight hours that belong to them.
And all this was something they could never enjoy.
Their clothes are not gorgeous, but clean. There is no silk or satin on their bodies, but the expressions on their faces seem to own the whole world.
Then Su Yonglin knew what kind of changes his revolution and all his efforts had brought to this country and nation.
With such a change, his efforts are simply a waste of money.
All the doubts and worries in his heart were swept away at this moment, and a great sense of spiritual joy hit his heart. He felt unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.
So he stretched out his hand and pointed here, and smiled at Zhang Shi and Su Changsheng beside him - Jingfu, look, this is our revolution.
Zhang Shi and Su Changsheng looked in the direction of Su Yonglin's finger, and there seemed to be light flowing in their eyes - well, yes, this is our revolution.
There is nothing that cannot be sacrificed for the revolution.
Whoever wants those powerful ladies to come back, Su Yonglin is determined to move their heads.
At that time, Zhong'anqiao Street was full of gourmet food, which not only had Lin'an characteristics, but because of its status as a water and land transportation hub, people from many places also gathered in Lin'an City, making Lin'an delicacies also have the characteristics of other places and can satisfy the needs of diners from all over the world. need.
Fifteen years later, on the streets of Hangzhou, Su Yonglin can still see the special delicacies belonging to Old Lin'an on Zhong'anqiao Street, as well as the special flavors of other regions.
He walked happily on Zhong'anqiao Street. Looking up, there were things he wanted to eat everywhere. The aroma of delicious food constantly impacted his sense of smell and awakened his sleeping appetite.
Following his memory and sense of smell, Su Yonglin bought Suhuangdu, Sazi, fried white sausage, braised chicken legs, and mutton-fat chive cakes.
He didn't recognize the vendor, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the taste of the food was always hidden in his memory. As long as he ate the same thing, the dusty memory would release the taste of the past, and he would travel through fifteen years. Time struck directly into his heart.
So while he was eating, he became a little tearful.
There is nothing better than a world where bad things disappear and good things remain.
Beside him, Su Changsheng showed no sign of eating with a braised chicken leg in one hand and a large pot helmet in the other. He ate from left to right and his cheeks were as swollen as a hamster. Chewing became difficult, but he still refused to let go. He was stubborn and had a full mouth. Food fight.
Compared with the two people who have no eating appearance, Zhang Shi, who comes from a privileged background, has also chosen a lot of things, but his eating appearance is more elegant.
He liked sweets, so he bought eight-treasure rice, sweet date cake, and sweet white fungus soup. Although he ate not at all slowly, he looked elegant and unhurried, which was in sharp contrast to the other two.
The three of them brought all the food they bought that they liked and sat down at a low table on the street to eat. They were surrounded by Hangzhou workers sitting together for a late-night snack.
It was lively, chatting and laughing, and the slow smoke of fireworks made the three of them relax and feel extremely relaxed and happy.
Su Yonglin's mouth became dry while eating, and he wanted to drink something. He looked around and scanned the surrounding stalls one by one, trying to find if there were any good drinks or soups.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if he saw something that surprised him. He stood up and walked over, making Su Changsheng and Zhang Shi quite curious.
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