In the early morning of autumn, the eastern weather just showed a slight light, and the milky mist floated in the ancient city. The painting boats on the Qinhuai River slowly traveled, hidden in the thick fog, like the Yuyu Qiong Palace floating in the sky.
In the thick fog of late autumn, Ning Yi ran along the road by the Qinhuai River while humming a song. Every morning, such an exercise program has been fixed. Anyway, for him, there is time. Going all the way, the brick and wood structures on both sides of the road are simple and simple. There are many kinds of trees, and boats drift on the Qinhuai River. Occasionally, a boatman or a tired fireworks woman appears on the bow.
This time period is the most interesting time for the metabolism of Jiangning City. The turbulence and prosperity of the night have been dissipated, and new vitality has just begun. , Going to the markets one by one, there are not many people you can meet, but they always give people a feeling of green and vitality. Occasionally, you can see people with tired faces, hurriedly walking, or even disheveled. Most of them spent the night in a brothel and left early because of something during the day. The shop was half open, and the beggars had yet to get up.
Happiness often comes from unhappiness, and prosperity always comes from comparison. For Ning Yi, who has seen a modern big city, Jiangning is no more prosperous than that. But these things don't need to be taken seriously. After all, the simple and natural taste is real. Those who live here are always people who are easy to satisfy. If they have enough food and clothing, they will be able to smile.
Ning Yi occasionally talked about these things with Mr. Qin. Jiangning was considered a very good city, but in fact, beggars walked around in groups, and it was not uncommon for them to sell their sons and daughters. Of course, there are many rich families here. , If you can sell the child into a good mansion and become a maid, you will not worry about food and clothing in the future, it is considered that your ancestors have accumulated virtue. The area of fireworks around the Qinhuai River is prevalent, and there will be more places for beautiful poor girls. In the future, if they can learn poetry, prose and singing, the prostitute can also run a good business, or be able to show off and become a famous prostitute. Good luck Even better, it is possible to marry a rich man in a big house as a concubine. But the vast majority of unlucky people can only sell themselves for a lifetime. When they get old, they are good-hearted and let people free. Fortunately, there are more places like this, and rules can be formed. If you can abide by the rules, you will always be Being able to survive this life with good or bad, of course, the good and bad here are relative terms. If the old prostitutes have no money, most of the prostitutes will take in and do some chores and sweeping things in the years after the end, not directly. throw it out. After getting along for a long time, this conscience and welfare are still there. If it is not in cities like Jiangning and Yangzhou, even these things cannot be guaranteed.
There are also those who keep skinny horses. In later generations, Yangzhou skinny horses are famous all over the world. It started in the Ming Dynasty, but in fact, there was a similar business at this time. The girls who are prostitutes have a better life than ordinary girls who sell themselves in prostitutes. They have hope in the future, because they can at least have the opportunity to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and singing, and they are more likely to become famous prostitutes in the future.
During the flood season, there will always be disaster victims. If the year is better, there will be fewer, but there will always be. If the year is not good, such as the flooding of the Yellow River every few years or other natural and man-made disasters, the city will always be tense for a period of time. The army guarded the city gate, and the victims were not allowed to enter the city. The prefect called wealthy businessmen to discuss, in fact, they launched donations, and everyone put together porridge and rice... In winter, people would freeze to death, and it also depends on the year. Little, if it is not good, it is self-evident. Beggars have a hard time in winter. If it snows, they will always see them hugged and frozen to death the next day. It is not uncommon.
The more you see these things, the more you will get used to them, but Qin Lao will occasionally say, "This is not a good year." There are good years. Wu Huizong is so talented, and Ning Yi is always a little dizzy when he hears it, but any dynasty will have some years of singing and dancing. At this time, the Wu Dynasty was very similar to the late Northern Song Dynasty. It was far from the relatively prosperous area of Jiangnan. Several groups of peasant forces were rebelling. Strongmen and bandits were not uncommon. , negotiating peace while committing a crime, negotiating peace while committing a crime, signing a contract a few years ago, and calling each other a brotherhood.
Ning Yi is not worried about this. The shame of Jingkang has not yet come. Although the emperor is different, it must be different if it happens. The emperor has not moved the capital to Jiangning. The country still has national strength. If the fight goes on, even if the capital is moved and the Wu Dynasty is put into the Southern Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty will not support it for a long time. If Jin Guo calls again, he should have finished his life. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, many towers in the misty rain, it can be seen that the Southern Song Dynasty—well, it doesn’t seem to be from the Southern Song Dynasty. Ning Yi thought about it in his heart, but there was no result, so he put it aside—whatever it is, the life of the Southern Song Dynasty was really passable.
He didn't have the idea of saving the Chinese nation or building up some long-term achievements in ancient times. He was already tired, as if he had unloaded the burden of blood. He has long been accustomed to many injustices and darkness. Modern society is also dark. Can't afford his sympathy and empathy - not not, but not enough. As for the future achievements of being an emperor, it is naive for people who can only live for 60 years to think about 120 years. But having said that, at other times of boredom, such as standing in the relatively secluded Qinhuai River and resting in sweat just after a run, Ning Yi would also think irresponsibly that it would be a little more positive in the eyes of others. point thing.
For example, if you really want to do something, the identity of the son-in-law is actually very troublesome, but it is not a big problem. Business opportunities are everywhere these days. There is no monosodium glutamate in food. He knows how to make monosodium glutamate. It is simple but actually a bit complicated, but it will probably take a year or so to mass-produce it, and then gather some new dishes and modern cooking concepts to create a food city. How much? Always make money.
There is no music these days. Anyone who has lived in a world where you can download all kinds of music indefinitely and listen to it indefinitely every day can imagine how boring it is. You can't hear it at all. Suddenly listening to a song that meets the standard will naturally feel like sounds of nature. If you can get an entertainment city or something, it will be very promising. Songs, dances, and various ways of playing, the lyrics of modern songs are probably not usable, but the tune is localized. It's okay to do some dance ideas that are more subtle and in line with the style of the time, or copy some poems and make them sing.
He was also bored for a long time before thinking about eating, drinking and having fun.
As for getting away from eating, drinking, and having fun, spending decades creating guns and guns to lay the foundation for an industrial revolution, creating a rebel and being an emperor so that people two hundred years later can get on a plane or something, you can't enjoy it anyway. , It's really stupid to think about it, it makes sense to open a food city and an entertainment city.
The morning breeze was cool, and he was standing by the river bend made of stones, throwing the stones into the water, while turning these ideas in his mind.
In fact, for the time being, none of this can be done.
The people who joined the Su family have basically no idea of opening the brothel, so they can release it first. The Su family opened a cloth shop, and it would be troublesome to own a tavern. For example, you can first give the Su family cloth shop a few ideas to prove your worth, and then... oh, and then you will be assigned to the cloth shop. Shopkeeper or something, prove it more, and it turns out to be the same profession as in the previous life, and then I can use the funds to open a tavern. Under their doubtful eyes, I tell them that this is very profitable, and then I need to find someone to get it. A series of equipment, brainstorming to do all kinds of experiments, to come up with an assembly line, and the reason for this is just because I miss the MSG that is less than a gram in each meal, isn't it a pain in the ass...
Humming the blue Caribbean melody in his mouth, Ning Yi couldn't help but laugh at the thought of his own. It may not be so troublesome to do, but when I think about it, I find it very interesting. It is better to buy a few hundred catties of kelp and boil it to dry the crystals. However, kelp is easy to buy. On the other hand, some people may tell themselves that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen...
The blue Caribbean hummed the beginning, and forgot the latter, so it became "Two Tigers", and when it hummed "Two Tigers Run Fast" for the second time, the road behind came up with the sound of chickens crowing.
"Brother..."
"Giggle..."
Two voices, one for a woman and one for a hen. Looking back, in the looming fog, a hen was running around desperately between the roads and trees over there, and then a woman in a gray and white cloth skirt also appeared, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, persevering in pursuit. The hen, one person and one chicken, was spinning desperately in the fog, disappearing and appearing from time to time.
Ning Yi stood under the tree by the river, holding his chin to watch this scene.
In theory, learning to croak is to give the chicken a sense of security and tempt it to come over, but now the hens are so frightened, what's the use of calling a brother, and no use calling a sister.
Thinking so in his heart, he watched the man-chicken fight for a while, and just when he felt that the woman was in good shape, the hen suddenly turned around and flew over here, rushing past Ning Yi, and threw himself into the river decisively.
The woman also followed closely with an anxious look on her face. Originally, the morning fog was very thick, and Ning Yi stood under a tree and was not very noticeable. The woman should not pay attention to the people next to her. After going down, the knife was very hard, and the woman made a "hum" sound in her mouth, but she didn't hit it at all. Instead, the kitchen knife dropped her hand and flew into the water.
Ning Yi was taken aback by the decisiveness of the knife, and only then did he realize that the woman's body had already leaned forward, and she was about to fall into the river with her arms waving. He subconsciously shouted, "Hello!" Holding one of the woman's hands, as soon as the woman turned around, the other hand grabbed it subconsciously. Ning Yi was trying to pull her back, and the stone under his feet loosened...
"Ah-goo-" a short exclamation.
boom-
Then there was the sound of fierce splashing, thumping, thumping, and the river surface under the thick fog churned.
Ning Yi had good water in his last life, but unfortunately he couldn't bring it with him. This body was originally a weak scholar, and was not very good at water. She was injured before her weak physique. Although Ning Yi had been recuperating for several months and exercising again, the improvement in a few months was limited, and the woman seemed to be water-based. It wasn't very good either. The two struggled desperately in the not-so-deep water. Ning Yi calmed down several times and tried to speak, but was pulled into the water by the other party.
"You... gululu..."
"Hey... gurgle..."
"Don't… grumble…"
It is said that many people with good water and bravery have been implicated by panic drowning and perished together.
I don't know how long it took before Ning Yi dragged the woman up the stairs on the bank of the river dozens of meters away. The rescued woman, the woman was full of water and fainted, and she didn't move.
"Hey!" Ning Yi patted the woman's face several times. The woman's hair was like algae, and she looked extremely desolate and unresponsive.
"Three Lotus Floating Bichi... You live by the Qinhuai River and you can't get water..." Ning Yi sighed helplessly, then straightened the woman's body and began to do first aid according to the steps he had learned before.
Even if the other party is a woman, this first aid is not necessarily a beauty, nor is it a beauty in a swimsuit. At this time, the woman's body is wrinkled, and the messy hair looks like a legendary drowned water ghost, and she is embarrassed. Ning Yi was anxious, and did several chest compressions in a row to make her spit out a lot of water, then patted her face, but found that there was still no response, so she squeezed the other's cheeks and started artificial respiration.
After doing it for a while, the woman woke up in a daze. Ning Yi was about to lean down when a slap on the face sounded, and the slap in the face was very crisp in the morning breeze. The woman was crying and her voice was desolate: "Deng Tuzi, you...cough...what are you doing..." She hugged her chest and retreated desperately. At this time, her dress was attached to her body, and her slender legs were on the ground, desolate and thin. , to a somewhat pitiful feeling.
If there are other pedestrians passing by at this time, maybe Ning Yi will be beaten because of this scene.
"I knew it was like this..." Ning Yi tilted his head for a while, slumped his shoulders, let out a long breath, and sat down on the road behind. The two stared at each other for a while by the river, and Ning Yi raised his hand: "Are you alright?"
The woman stared at him without speaking.
"It's alright." He answered self-consciously, got up from the ground forcefully, Ning Yi pouted, turned around and walked in the direction of the coming and going, the cool breeze was blowing, it was really cold.
In the back, the woman was sitting there with her body slumped, watching his figure disappear gradually on the other side of the road...
That woman was so pitiful, she lost her hen and took out the knife, while walking back soaking wet, Ning Yi thought with schadenfreude. It was a very painful thing to blow the cold wind in this situation, but the thought of others being more pitiful made his pain a little less.
He has always had his own open-minded approach to trivial matters. Since things cannot be changed, he has no choice but to use this approach to temporarily make himself happier.