I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 593 People in the capital
In the blink of an eye, Daming entered December.

It's getting colder and colder in Beijing, and the sky is beginning to snow heavily.

But even in such a cold day, there are still many carts and horse-drawn carriages waiting at the gate of the city early every day, waiting for the moment when the gate opens.

This kind of phenomenon is rare in previous years. Even if someone is in a hurry to enter the city, they will not get up so early in the wind and snow. They have to wait until the sun is shining and the weather is not so cold.

These people waiting at the gate of the city were not slaves, they were farmers selling briquettes in the western suburbs.

As the saying goes, 360 lines of work lead to champions. This business of selling briquettes has been done to the extreme, and it is also an amazing business.

In just two months, the people of Huangzhuang in the western suburbs basically lifted themselves out of poverty based on the good sales of honeycomb briquettes.

Every household earned seven or eight taels of silver at least.

With this money, not to mention that this Huangzhuang can live a good life for a year, even if there is no income next year, he is not afraid that he will be hungry.

But they seem to be afraid of poverty in the past, or they may be afraid of hunger.

Even though every household can be considered well-off, they still didn't stop their work, on the contrary they worked harder.

Early in the morning, two or three hundred vehicles responsible for delivering coal to various households in the capital gathered at the gate of the city, for fear that they would be late and delay the time for the main family to start a fire and cook.

I don't know when it started, but the morning rush hour every day has become a scenic spot on the side of the west gate.

The soldiers guarding the gate, it would be a rare thing if they were not seen queuing up here one day.

Some peddlers didn't know where they learned that all the coal deliverers were actually rich people, so they made up their minds.

Where they entered the city, there were breakfast shops on both sides, a small trolley, and a vat of hot soybean milk, which was a shop.

Those farmers who deliver coal to the city, they don't want to get their family members up early in the morning, and everyone has a little money in their hands, most of them are preparing to send it to the first coal mine in the city. After batching the coal, find a restaurant to have a good meal.

However, since some people started to set up special stalls beside the city gate, some of them began to take advantage of the time waiting for the city gate to fill their stomachs first.

One piece of fruit, ten thousand soy milk, is their daily breakfast.

The hot soy milk immediately dispelled the chill all over the body, and these hardworking farmers couldn't help but shout out comfortably.

"Shu Tan!"

Some people here started to eat, and those who were planning to go to the city to eat after finishing their work, couldn't help it.

He took out a few pennies from his pocket, and shouted to the old man and his wife selling soy milk,

"Come, come, bring me a big bowl too, if it's hot, you won't be paid if it's not hot!"

The old couple who sold soy milk saw that they had business again, and they were so happy from ear to ear.

While filling the farmer with soy milk, the old man said to him,
"Thanks to you, since I bought the small stove you sell and the honeycomb briquettes, I can heat the pot anytime and anywhere, and I am not afraid of wasting firewood. When I keep everyone drinking, our soy milk is always hot. of."

As soon as these words came out, these dealers immediately felt that their faces were bright.

I feel that my hard work has been put to use, and I feel warm in my heart.

One after another someone shouted,
"We are willing to listen to what the old man has to say. Bring us a big bowl too, and it must be warm!"

Is everyone short of money, so more and more people start to shout,
"I want it too, give me a bowl too!"

The old couple, the big pot of soy milk they prepared today sold out without even half of the people drinking it.

Hearing someone still yelling, the old man had no choice but to say apologetically,
"I'm sorry everyone, the old man didn't prepare a little bit today. Let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow, the old man will keep it so that everyone can drink warm soy milk!"

If you don't drink, you don't care too much.

"Then let's talk about it, we must take care of it tomorrow!"

"sure……"

They were chatting hotly when the city gate slowly opened.

The person at the front flicked his whip, led the carriage and walked towards the city facing the rising sun, heading for a new day of life.

It was just an old couple who sold out all the ingredients early in the morning, and followed the convoy to carry the burden and walked to their home in the city.

Passing by a stall that buys Beijing newspapers.

The old man couldn't help but glanced a few more times, and the old woman seemed to see what he was thinking.

With a smile, he tugged at the corner of his clothes and said,
"It sold well today, and I made a lot more money than usual. Since you read the Beijing News, old man, let's buy one!"

The old man said with some embarrassment,
"Let's forget it. I'll go to my neighbor Lao Liu in the afternoon and see if he finishes reading it. It can save a lot of money."

The old woman said with a bit of resentment,

"You don't feel ashamed to watch others finish it every day. It's not like we can't afford it. Let's buy it ourselves today!"

The old man smiled foolishly, nodded hurriedly and said,
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

The old woman muttered as she paid him,

"You don't know, old Liu's daughter-in-law whispered to me yesterday, saying that our son works in a workshop and earns [-] Wen a day, but he still reads his family's Beijing News every day, so shameless."

"You don't know how irritable and flustered my face was at that time!"

"If the business can be like this every day in the future, we will buy it by ourselves every day in the future, and we will not be so idle..."

On the way back, the old man held the Beijing newspaper he bought in his arms, smoking a dry pipe while pushing the cart.

I couldn't stop being happy in my heart.

"Our family's life this year is much better than last year! After a few years, we can finally live a good year."

The old lady was helping pull the cart in front, with a smile on her face,

"Who says it's not? My son has found a good job. The two of us have been working hard for a while, and with the money our son has saved, we probably won't be able to save enough money to marry him before next spring."

The old man took a deep puff of the dry tobacco, and continued to add,
"If they live up to their expectations, maybe we will have a big fat grandson by the end of next year."

"Look, I gave you beauty, if I really want to have a grandson, I'm not the one who worked hard!"

"Don't take it seriously, my son didn't say it. They will conduct an assessment at the end of the year. If he passes the assessment, he can become the team leader. The salary can be more than ten yuan. With this money, we can hire a buddy,

At that time, you won't need to run around with me every day. "

The old couple walked towards home while thinking about the bright future.

The winter sun shone on them, and it seemed to be much warmer than usual.

It seems that this winter in Daming has many more smiles than in previous years.

(End of this chapter)