Seeing that Fang Jun turned around and wanted to leave, Mingyue became anxious and said quickly: "Brother Fang, Mingyue wants to invite you to stay today to discuss poetry and poetry. Is that okay?"
"No time!" Fang Jun walked downstairs without stopping.
It's okay to ask him to copy a few poems, but if you ask him to discuss poems and songs, wouldn't it reveal his secret?
Mingyue was stunned!
Is this being ignored?
After so many years, no man has really refused his invitation?
Unknowingly, she became more curious about Fang Jun.
What kind of strange man is this stickman that everyone praises, who can actually endure such temptation?
Others present were dumbfounded!
Fang Jun actually refused?
In order to meet Miss Mingyue up close, they put in a lot of effort, and some even spent huge sums of money.
Even so, she has not yet gained the favor of Miss Mingyue.
But what about Fang Jun?
Not only were they invited by Miss Mingyue, but they also refused without hesitation. Doesn't this make them look low?
For a time, everyone directed all their anger towards Fang Jun.
This guy is really a stick!
Ding, emotional value +199+188+99+90...
Fang Jun, who had just walked downstairs, became more emotional and couldn't help but look back at the second floor.
What's going on, causing public outrage again?
It seems like we are on the right track!
Even though he has extraordinary military power, if he stays there, he will definitely be drowned in the saliva of those trolls.
Now that I have successfully escaped and earned so much emotional value, I am enough!
But just after taking a few steps, a hurried voice came from behind.
"Brother Yiai, wait for us!"
It turned out that Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin were chasing after them.
Fang Jun stopped and smiled: "What? You don't want to accompany your idol anymore?"
Cheng Chuliang held his mouth and looked depressed: "Miss Mingyue didn't invite us both, so why are we still here? Besides, you've already left, how can we stay alone as brothers?"
"Haha, we are indeed good brothers!"
After saying that, Fang Jun hugged Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin and laughed.
"Yi Ai, let go quickly, what's the point of letting people see it?"
"Chu Liang is right, there are so many people, what should we do if others misunderstand us as rabbits?"
"Haha, you don't buy a mirror to look at yourself in. If you want to be a bunny, I won't do it!"
"Hey, second brother Fang, eldest brother, not to mention second brother, you are no better than the two of us!"
"Go away, brothers don't even have to do it!"
"Okay Yiai, where are you going?"
"West City?"
"What are you doing there?"
Chang'an is the center of economic exchanges in the Tang Dynasty and even between China and foreign countries. It is home to the two largest trading markets in the world - the East Market and the West Market.
Among them, the East Market is close to the Imperial City, and high-ranking officials and nobles live nearby. It mainly deals in high-quality luxury goods, such as jewelry, gold and silver utensils, etc.
The West Market is surrounded by ordinary people's residences, which sell ordinary daily necessities.
Therefore, the West Market has all three religions and nine schools, and this is the most prosperous market in Chang'an.
When we arrived at the West Market, the streets were paved with bluestone, and both sides of the street were filled with various daily necessities and small stalls.
"Scallion pancakes, freshly fried scallion pancakes, fragrant and sweet, cost a penny each..."
"Pheasant, big and fat pheasant, if you like it, come over and take a look..."
Walking into the streets of West Market, you can hear a lot of noise.
Looking at the ancient market, Fang Jun felt that everything was so novel.
But Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin obviously didn't like this environment.
"Brother Yiai, what are we doing here?"
Along the way, the two asked this question more than once.
Fang Jun looked left and right and replied: "I want to find some craftsmen..."
In the past few days after traveling to the Tang Dynasty, Fang Jun felt that there were many living habits that made him unhappy.
For example, people at this time could only sit and kneel down to eat. In addition, they also had writing paper, tea... and other things.
Only by changing these things can he live a leisurely life in Datang.
What's more, if you get these things out, you can not only change your life, but also make money. It's simply killing two birds with one stone.
Since he had no money to pay for the meal at Lingyun Tower today, he realized that in ancient times it was difficult to move without money.
"You want to buy a craftsman? Don't we all have some craftsmen at home? Why do you want to buy one?"
"Yes, Baolin is right. What kind of craftsman do you lack? If you don't have it at home, we will send it to you directly. Besides, Renyingxing is not on this street at all. Have you forgotten?"
"Buy? What do you mean? Also, what is walking alone?" Fang Jun asked with confusion on his face.
Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin looked at each other and said worriedly: "Yi Ai, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? You are so strange today, as if you have forgotten many things?"
"Isn't Ren Ya Xing a place where people are bought and sold? Your little maid Xiang'er bought it at Ren Ya Xing?"
"Ahem!" Fang Jun coughed dryly: "I don't know what happened these days. Ever since I fell down after drinking with you a few days ago, my head has been dizzy. Maybe I hurt my head. I remember some things. Can’t get up!”
There was no other way, Fang Jun could only lie.
He couldn't say that the previous Fang Jun was dead, that he had traveled through time and could hardly remember anything.
If you really dare to do this, you will definitely be tied up to eliminate evil spirits.
Because there is no such thing as time travel at this time, only possession by ghosts and gods.
If someone thinks you are possessed by a ghost, you might actually be burned to death.
I haven't had enough fun just traveling through time. Fang Jun doesn't want to die so cowardly.
Hearing Fang Jun's explanation, Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they still couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Then why don't you ask the doctor to take a look at it for you? This is not an option?"
"It's better not to say it. I'm afraid that my family will worry. It should be fine after a while." Fang Jun waved his hand quickly.
No matter how powerful the doctor is, he can't bring him back to life, right?
"Okay, if you feel any discomfort, remember to ask a doctor..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go, take me to Ren Ya Xing, there are some differences between the people I want and ordinary craftsmen..."
After a while, several people came to another street nearby.
But the scene on this street made Fang Jun dumbfounded!
Because the streets are full of ragged people.
Some of these people are kneeling, some are standing, but they all have one characteristic - they all have a piece of grass stuck in their heads or bodies!
In an instant, a word suddenly flashed in Fang Jun's mind - insert the bid and sell the first.
At this moment, Fang Jun was completely confused.
In ancient times, didn't prostitution usually occur during special periods such as social unrest, war, or natural disasters?
How come this happened to the prosperous Tang Dynasty that was touted in history?
Suddenly, Fang Jun's heart became heavy.
Since time travel, he has always looked at the world with the attitude of a gamer or even a bystander.
Only now did he realize that the people around him were alive.
They are all flesh and blood, with families and emotions...
Fang Jun's heart clenched.
"Are there so many people here selling themselves here every day?"
"Almost never before." Cheng Chuliang shook his head.
Fang Jun was a little confused: "Then why are there so many people now?"
"I heard from my father that the drought has become more and more serious in the past few months. Guanzhong may not have a harvest this year. Many people are afraid of starving to death next year, so they go to the city to sell themselves."
This time it was Yuchi Baolin who spoke.
Yuchi Gong is responsible for the defense of Chang'an City and attaches great importance to the flow of people in Chang'an City.
It is natural to know that such a large number of people entered Chang'an and sold themselves as slaves.
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. If they sell it again at the end of the year, there will be too many people who don't have enough to eat by then, and they may not be able to sell it."
Cheng Chuliang also felt a little heavy.
Fang Jun was silent!
Even though he sympathized with these people, there was nothing he could do.
After all, his abilities are limited.
If a large-scale disaster really occurs, what can he do alone?
Although Datang was the leader in this era, its material conditions were not rich.
Once a large-scale disaster occurs, it is obviously unrealistic to rescue all the victims by oneself.
Unless, you can solve the drought problem yourself.
But this is a natural disaster, and even if you have a system, you can't do anything about it!
Fang Jun looked up at the sky.
Although the clouds were thick, they moved quickly and there was no chance of rain.
Suddenly, Fang Jun seemed to catch something in his mind.
correct!
cloud……
Clouds contain a lot of water vapor. As long as these clouds are left behind, it will rain.
The ancients didn't know the principle of artificial rainfall, but as a time traveler, he knew it!
What's more, he is a systematic cheater.
Thinking of this, Fang Jun asked excitedly: "If it rains in Guanzhong, do you think there will be so many people selling themselves?"
"Raining? How is it possible? The Taishi Bureau has calculated that it won't rain this month!" Cheng Chuliang smiled bitterly.
Yuchi Baolin also sighed: "It would be great if it really rains. Now the seedlings in the fields only need a rain to ear. Even if the yield is reduced, not many people will starve to death..."
After hearing this, Fang Jun made a decision in his heart.
However, he did not tell anyone about the artificial rainfall.
After all, this kind of thing is too shocking.
In the end, several people came to the walking hall with heavy hearts.
There are indeed many talented people in Renyahang.
Fang Jun stated his requirements and quickly bought more than a dozen professional and technical talents.
Seeing that Fang Jun actually bought some heretical talents who were of no use at all, Cheng Chuliang asked with some confusion: "Brother Yiai, what do you want these people for?"
"You will know it later?" Fang Jun did not reveal it.
Since Fang Jun said so, Cheng Chuliang and Yuchi Baolin did not ask further questions.
