As a modern person, "don't worry" is the highest etiquette to express surprise when encountering new things.

Luo Yongsheng himself couldn't remember how many years he hadn't used this word, but at this moment he almost blurted out.

Have you met a ghost?

Of course it is impossible. Bianliang City, which is so popular, how could there be such dirty things as ghosts and monsters? But the city scene in Luo Yongsheng's eyes is far more scary than seeing a ghost.

Who has seen a city road that is hundreds of meters wide?

Luo Yongsheng has seen Chang'an Street in Beijing and Bayi Avenue in Nanchang, but it is only about a few dozen meters wide. However, the road he saw in Bianliang City is estimated to be at least hundreds of meters!

It's wide, not long.

"Why is this road so wide?"

Luo Yongsheng could hardly see the scene across the road.

"Oh, this is our Tokyo Odori."

Sun Zhi showed off his flaunt, "This road is 220 steps wide and 3 miles long. It all reaches Xuande Gate Xuande Tower. The place we are now standing is called the Imperial Gate, and the same is true for the one opposite.

This is the East-West Imperial Gate for pedestrians to walk through. In the middle of the Imperial Road, which is hundreds of steps wide, a part of the Imperial Gate is located for merchants to set up the market. There are white lines on the ground and square and framed. The merchants set up the market within the white lines and must not cross the line. The east-west and west-west commercial roads face the east-west imperial corridor, and are separated by black paint in the middle.

And in the imperial road, there are red lacquer lines. The imperial road in the red lacquer is forbidden to enter the area, and people and horses cannot enter."

Is this the earliest division of urban main roads and sidewalks?

No matter how Luo Yongsheng looked, he felt that it was really like this, and an idea suddenly arose in his heart.

This Kaifeng prefecture may not have traveled through time.

The imperial corridor is not narrow, but it is dozens of steps wide, but it is crowded with people.

On the left side of the imperial corridor are shops and on the right side are vendors setting up stalls in the white line of the Imperial Road. Therefore, when walking in the imperial corridor, the sound of hawking was filled with the sound of hawking.

Luo Yongsheng couldn't say whether he was walking or was being surrounded by crowds. In short, he could walk for two or three hundred steps, and finally he ushered in a rare blank area.

It cannot be said that it is completely blank, but there are many fewer people, and all the pedestrians passing through this area speed up and leave quickly. The reason why some people are there is that most of the foreign tourists like Luo Yongsheng are unknown.

"This is the Nancheng Police Department."

Without waiting for Luo Yongsheng to ask, Sun Zhi had already explained: "There are a patrol house every 300 steps in the major yards, alleys and roads in Tokyo. There are five soldiers and five auxiliary soldiers in front of the yamen. They are responsible for inspections, fires, and robbery. The city inspection department is the city inspection department. Tokyo has five city inspection departments, southeast, west, north, and middle, and one city inspection department is set up.

This is the yamen of our Tokyo Nancheng Police Office, so there is a prohibited area at the entrance. In addition to the yamen, we pass by, we have to leave quickly, otherwise we will be fined, usually 500 cents."

"Five hundred texts?"

Luo Yongjie, who was standing beside him, widened his eyes: "Where can you get it from ordinary people?"

In Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, you can buy 300 kilograms of rice for 500 ci.

"Is five hundred citations a lot?" Sun Zhi chuckled: "In this Tokyo city, as long as you are not an idle man sitting in a free meal, it is very easy to earn three or two civers of money a month. Five hundred citations is just a ten-day income."

Luo Yongsheng felt that this was a bit too exaggerated.

Although he had heard a saying that when the Song Dynasty was the richest, the minor officials in the Bianliang City were the wealthier, and their wealth was even richer than the kings of some small European priests, he sneered at that time.

Although there is nothing wrong with patriotism, it cannot embellish the glory of past dynasties like this.

How can there be a reason why a minor official is richer than a king?

"Don't you believe it?"

Is this still necessary to ask? It's all written on my face.

Sun Zhi smiled and continued to lead Luo Yongsheng and others forward, staying away from the Nancheng Police Department, but he was not idle. He seemed to give examples to prove that what he said was true.

"I have a friend who is poor at the police house on Dongrenhe Street. He spends up to 800 cents a day and has meat for two meals a day. Sometimes when it's midnight, he's hungry and has to go to the night market to buy some food cushions. If there is a designated foot shop, he will send someone to the police house and charge an extra money for traveling. It's very happy when you give it to him.

In this way, the monthly expenses will be as high as 20 to 30 trump cards. If you spend so much money on the flowers, wouldn’t you make more money?”

As he said that, Sun Zhi laughed: "A little later, we can go to Yanglou Maxing Street in the northwest. There is a restaurant there, which is the location of the Bai Alum Building, the first of the Seventy-Two Main Stores in our Tokyo City. If you go there, you will know that what I said is true."

Luo Yongsheng could no longer listen to these words, including the takeaway industry that appeared in Sun Zhi's words. Now his mind is full of Sun Zhi's friend who is a bad friend in the police station.

800 household consumption per day?

If you can live such a life, even in the future, it will be far beyond the level of well-off society.

"But there is a lot of ancestral property in the family?"

The more I thought about it, the more exaggerated Luo Yongsheng asked, he still didn't want to believe that this little policeman from Bianjing City could make so much money.

"My friend is the only one in the family."

Sun Zhi smiled proudly, as if boasting that his friends would give him face.

"My friend's monthly quota is fifteen jin. There are millions in the entrance of Tokyo. There are constant disputes and conflicts every day and night. Those who work as police officers go day and night, so the court added extra rewards."

At this point, Luo Yongsheng understood the truth. The so-called police house was the police station in later generations.

Of course, this salary is much more than that of police officers from police stations in later generations.

Although Sun Zhi didn't say much, the so-called rewards were probably small, and the source of the big one was the "hard work fee" collected in handling these so-called private disputes.

If you earn dozens of coins a month and hundreds of coins a year, you can work for more than ten years. When it comes to a king whose wealth is comparable to a small European principality, it may not be groundless.

As for the facts, Luo Yongsheng did not understand world history and dared not make any comments. Just what he heard from Sun Zhi now, his friend's life was very good.

Looking out from the street, Luo Yongsheng was a little convinced by the prosperity of his vision.

This is Tokyo Bianliang, the world's most indisputable world's largest city!

(The previous article is wrong. At this time, there was no Xinzheng Gate, which should be Nanxun Gate. The Zhuque Gate mentioned by Sun Zhi is the predecessor of Nanxun Gate. However, it was the old city of Bianliang, and it is now a new city. It was built in the third year of Xiande in the Later Zhou Dynasty and was renamed Nanxun Gate.

Therefore, there are still deviations in "Tokyo Dream Hualu" and "Song History and Geography Volume" and "Song Hui Want to Compile the Fangyu Volume". Xinzhengmen is recorded in "Tokyo Dream Hualu", and there is no Xinzhengmen at this point in time.)
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