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Chapter 7 Hongwen Hall (for further reading, please recommend tickets)
Xujiapuzi is some distance away from the county seat.

About twenty miles away.

At five o'clock when the rooster crowed, it was getting dark, and the father and son walked out of the bunker carrying bamboo poles one after the other.Before and after the bamboo pole, a wicker basket is tied with hemp rope.Inside the basket were orange-skin persimmons, plump and round, covered with summer clothes.

It is not empty talk that the humble house is humble and the walls are bare.

If you go to a silk shop to pull a foot-long coarse cloth, you will get twenty or thirty Wen.

There is no extra fabric in the house.

In the past few years, if I wanted to make a suit of clothes, I had to spend three or four hundred Wen as a base.

The road outside Xujiapu is very familiar, so familiar that they don't need to hold lamps.Feeling in the dark, we meandered down from the country road, and then walked to the official road.Walked along the official road for about an hour or so.

Xinye County is on the plain.

From a distance, you can see the quaint city walls and the Kuixing Tower built in the city.A soldier stood at the gate of the city, with the word "Yong" patched on his chest, and wearing a white hat with a red silk ribbon.He lazily hid in the corner with his Hanyang-made spear in his arms, squinting his eyes and yawning.

Xu San'er took out two pennies from the bag in his belt, and was about to throw it into the basket for collecting the city gate tax.

The long spear standing on the ground tilted, and Bing Yong said slowly: "It has changed, instead of accepting copper coins, what is accepted is copper coins."

"But in this basket..."

Xu Er stunned half a step forward, wanting to defend himself.

When he looked at the money in the basket, it was clearly copper coins with square holes.

He has good eyesight since he was a young man, and Da Chong's father said he is a good hunter.He could clearly see the few people who entered the city gate earlier. The money they threw was also square hole copper coins, not copper coins.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the currency system was changed in imitation of the West.

The "Regulations on the Currency System" in the second year of Xuantong stipulated that the denominations of the new copper coins were divided into one, two, five, ten, and twenty.The most popular one is ten copper dollars.

It's just that copper coins with square holes are more used in rural areas, and copper coins are mainly circulated in cities.

Tongyuan is also called Tongzi.

Xu San'er was one step faster than Xu Er's stunned man, and stopped Xu Er's stunned body. He showed a humble smile deliberately flattering him, and bowed his body, "Master Bing, how much do you get for a copper dollar?"

Seeing this, Xu Er felt extremely regretful.

He sternly asked himself, why did he take a step just now....

Why this subconscious move.

The poor should be humble.

Bing Yong didn't speak, but took out his right hand and raised three.

"Here's the soldier. These are six copper coins." Xu San'er's face twitched, with a look of heartache, and found a few more Qianlong Tongbao from the bag. On the palm of Bingyong's outstretched hand.

Xu Er didn't know what to do, but he could see clearly.

The people Bing Yong specially stopped were shopkeepers like them who went into the city to sell.

This kind of person is powerless.

And eager to sell goods, the best way to blackmail.

"Go into the city."

Bing Yong weighed the matter, and he knew that there was an extra copper coin even without looking.When the father and son were carrying loads into the city, he stopped them again, "Someone sold persimmons in the east of the city yesterday. If you want to sell them, go to the west of the city. The market will be better."

"Thank you Bing Ye." Xu San'er touched a few more persimmons and gave them to Bing Yong.

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"When I was selling persimmons, I sold them separately from my father." Seeing that Wu Hao was interested in persimmons, Xu Cong also recalled the past, "I am young, and it is easier to sell persimmons by myself. Both husband and wife will sympathize with me. Mine, persimmons are not expensive, two for a penny. I just squatted at the gate of Hongwen Hall..."

"What about the young master? Is the young master also in Hongwen Hall?"

Wu Hao mentioned "Master" for the first time.

When recalling the past, the old man would always talk about the young master.

He became curious about the young master.

"Yeah, he saw me from a distance, and I saw him from a distance. He was wearing a long gown and a western hat. I remember very clearly that his shirt was navy blue and his hat was pure white, which was more white than wool. Much whiter."

"In the crowd, he was chatting with his classmates, and missed me..."

"I remember, when his eyes looked at me, it was very complicated."

……

Hongwen Hall was opened next to the Confucian Temple in the county seat.The school was originally a county school, which only taught famous students (scholars).Later, the imperial examination was cancelled.Hongwen Hall also began to recruit ordinary people.

The architecture of Confucius Temple Street is very different from most places in the county.Very easy to identify.At the intersection, there are rows of white wooden archways hanging above the head.The word "Jinshi" was written.The archway is inlaid with auspicious patterns of carp transforming into dragon and cranes presenting auspiciousness.It is undoubtedly the Jinshi Memorial Archway.

Walking into the intersection, there are two rows of two-story pavilion buildings, which are antique.

He came quite early, about four o'clock in the morning, so there were school students wearing long gowns, carrying bamboo basket schoolbags, or carrying cloth shoulder bags, rushing to school one after another.

Hongwen Hall has white walls and black tiles, and the floor is paved with stone slabs.

The door brushed with tung oil opened.

There are already many vendors setting up stalls across the street from the door.Some sell strong steamed buns, egg pancakes, mutton stewed noodles, and spicy soup.All kinds, different, extremely prosperous.

Xu Er Lengzi has a lot of experience in selling persimmons.

He squatted on the side of the road, put aside the summer clothes placed on the orange persimmons, and yelled loudly, "Sell persimmons, two persimmons for one penny, sweet and crisp persimmons."

Shouts mingled in the noisy street.

Doesn't stand out.

From time to time, kind-hearted students, husbands, and wives stopped to see this half-grown boy, and felt a little compassion, and the price was right, so they bought two persimmons to try.

Fresh vegetables are also extremely rare in winter.

The crowd gradually became more and more crowded as time passed.

Xu Shuwen, who was carrying a shoulder schoolbag, chatted and laughed with his classmates. He passed by the door of the school and said, "Hi, I'll buy persimmons for ten cents."

Familiar yet unfamiliar voices sounded in his ears, Xu Er raised his head, raised his hands, and placed them on his waist uncomfortably, wiped his hands on his back, wiped them secretly, and then took a handful Persimmons, handed them over, "Master, you can eat your own persimmons, it doesn't cost money."

If it were the countryside, he would definitely not be so restrained.

But in front of the young master's companions, he somehow wanted to hide in the crowd and not be recognized. Among the bright and beautiful crowd, he should not care about him, a little shopkeeper.

"Xu Cong, you don't have to call me young master outside."

Xu Shuwen took out a copper coin, and put it on the summer clothes in the willow basket of Xu Er's fool, and said to his classmates: "Today, I will treat you to persimmons, brother Yuanchu, next time, it will be your turn." Please, I want to eat something good, mutton stewed noodles."

"Look, if you don't charge money, brother Yuanchu will have the nerve to invite me next time. You can invite me to eat, but you can't invite them."

He turned around and added a sentence.

A group of people picked seven or eight orange persimmons and left.

Xu Cong held the copper coin worth ten Wen and was stunned and silent.

　Thank you Chen Ang 10086 for the reward of 3000 starting coins, the first one to reward, I will remember it in my heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)