People come and go on the bluestone bridge all year round, and most of the bluestone bricks on the bridge deck are grey and bright, which can be seen.

The connection between the bridge railings and the arch bridge on both sides and the corners of the moss is growing, which means that the bridge is old.

Not yet.

Tang Tang walked out of the door with the bitter spring breeze, holding the advertisement for selling houses and the land deeds of his house that he had just finished, and was preparing to go to the market in Qingzhou.

The prices in the prosperous Tang Dynasty were very low, and a dou of rice was only twenty or thirty cents, and the purchasing power of the usual money was amazing.

But now, prices have soared after the Anshi Rebellion, and rice costs seven or eight guan in Guanzhong. In the relatively calm Shandong, it has also risen to about 1,500 guan, and inflation is severe.

Tang suddenly estimated that the Tang family mansion was worth no less than 500 jin. Then use it for a starting 500 jin.

If this fund can be obtained smoothly, he will be considered a person with a huge sum of money.

The worst thing is that it is also very beautiful to leave Qingzhou and find another remote town to buy some real estate, marry one or two or three wives, and live a lifelong life as a little landlord who has been full of food.

Tang hummed a little song abruptly. As soon as he walked out of Zhuyi Lane, he saw a young man in brocade clothes walking over the bridge with a drunken and hazy eyes. His clothes were the "popular way to wear" for rich children nowadays.

Let the lapel in front of the robe loosen and hang down naturally to form a lapel.

This can be considered as approaching the lapels in the Hu clothing, and it has indeed achieved similar effects to the Hu clothing.

In modern terms, it is called fashionable and fashionable.

Behind the young man were two evil slaves with big arms and round waists, and a big yellow dog.

The dog's tail swayed back and forth, and the two dogs' eyes were full of fierce light.

What a good dog that doesn't block the way, and never a good dog that blocks the way.

Tang Chu frowned secretly. Xue Gui, the nephew of Zhu Teng's wife, was not a good person. He was like a vicious dog in Qingzhou City and even had such a vicious dog.

Thinking of the ex-boy who almost died in this guy's hands yesterday, Tang Tang couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Ha, you're a soft meal!" Xue Gui put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly on the other side of the bridge.

The two evil slaves behind him laughed wildly, and the big yellow dog shook his head and wagged his tail.

"Scared pen." Tang curled his lips abruptly, and walked up to the bluestone bridge with his head held high.

If the young man had probably been scared, he would have been afraid of it. But who would have been abrupt? Even if he had no power to tie a chicken, he would have ambitions and would not be afraid of a few dogs.

Huh...

Xue Gui was stunned. Why did he seem to be so tough today and become so brave that he dared to see himself running away without leaving any hesitation?

The big yellow dog was extremely arrogant and rushed over with barking.

Tang stopped abruptly and stared at the abominable and fat yellow dog. In fact, the biting dog never barks, and the barking dogs basically bluffs. Damn a dog dared to sway in front of him, and angrily turned his head to the side of his courage. He made up his mind and raised his legs with all his strength.

Wang...

The yellow dog was actually kicked away by a sudden kick. It let out a very weak howl and rolled on the ground, turning its head to look at its even more furious master.

Tang Chu panted against the bridge railing, thinking that the young man's physique was too weak. Not to mention fighting against a gangster like Xue Gui, I'm afraid even a tougher woman would not be able to beat.

Xue Gui was furious, and the two evil slaves behind him rushed over cursing.

Not far away, a Taoist with a slender figure, a bright moon, a yellow crown, a black scarf, a green robe, a yellow belt, a crane mat, a white socks, and a cloud of clouds and red tiles, a Taoist who was about 40 years old, waved the whisk in his hand. The green silk clothes behind him, a deep eyes and a high nose, a slightly dark skin, and a magnificent young man could not hold back and ran over with shouts.

Tang was shocking to watch from the side.

The majestic young man was amazingly powerful. He rushed over with a quick step. One of the evil slaves under Xue Gui was picked up by him before he could react, and then he fell into the moat under the bridge.

And the other one, he had a simple punch towards him, and his fist was as big as a bowl. Suddenly, the evil slave had a dye shop on his face, and he fell straight on the bridge, and could never get up again.

This force is extremely powerful, and it is a little envious, but it is not very envious. If you want to gain a foothold in this era, you really rely on your brain. Facing open and hidden guns and arrows like forests and seas, conspiracies and tricks are emerging one after another, even if there are thousands of enemies, it will not help.

After packing up the two evil slaves, the boy turned around and glared at Xue Gui.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xue Gui shouted a few words with a harsh look on his face, and turned around and ran away.

The majestic boy clapped his hands and suddenly went up to bow to the ground with a sudden thud. He was not just kneeling down but kneeling down in his arms, and said in tears: "Adou greets the young master!"

Tang looked strange: "Ah Dou?"

The boy burst into tears: "Yes, young master, I am Adou!"

This Adou is a mixed-race child born by the Kunlun slave and Silla maid raised by the Tang family. He is born with brute force and belongs to the second generation of the Tang family. He is named Tang Dou.

Adou is two years older than Tang Chu. He has been a personal follower of the Tang family's concubine since he was two or three years old. I don't know how many beats he has been for his master in Chang'an.

But Adou was taken away by a strange Taoist in Chang'an five years ago and disappeared. Why did he appear in Qingzhou now?

Tang subconsciously glanced up and saw another Taoist priest walking slowly. The Taoist smiled and bowed, "After five years after separation, Tang family Xiaolang, do you still remember my Yuanzhen?"

Smash the mouth abruptly. The young man’s memory information was obviously a little disordered after meeting Taoist Yuanzhen. It was obvious that this Taoist was a person who was deeply impressed in his memory.

"Five years ago in Chang'an, if the young man followed Yuanzhen into the mountains to practice Taoism, why would he fall into Qingzhou and be bullied?"

Tang smiled abruptly: "Master, don't talk lies with your eyes open. It's obviously because you disliked being weak and not a piece of martial arts material. Then he changed to accept A Dou as his disciple..."

Taoist Yuanzhen was serious: "Don't deny Xiaolang, I wanted to accept Xiaolang as... Taoist boy."

Tang sneered abruptly: "I miss me, I am the second son of the Tang family in Chang'an. How can I be a slave and a servant to serve you as a stinky Taoist priest after I come to you?"

Taoist Yuanzhen bowed and beat him up: "I am a master of the Tianshi, and I have a noble status. If I learn Taoism around me, I will insult Xiaolang?"

Go to yours.

Tang rolled his eyes abruptly, turned around and left.

...

The market is the most prosperous and lively place in Qingzhou City.

The streets of two vertical and two horizontal lines are crossed and connect the entire market. There are many shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, and there are also many peddlers, stall owners, hawking, and shouting, horse neighing.

The handsome handsome man and beautiful woman walked along the street, and the small vendors were busy. The strong smell of the burning cow dung came from the air, forming a realistic picture of the northern city of the Tang Dynasty.

Along the way, I asked randomly and understood the prices in the season.

470 texts for raw silk, 2640 texts for purple and mature silk, 27 texts for cotton shoes, 50 texts for hoe, 4320 texts for ordinary mare, 4200 texts for fine cattle, 3200 texts for second cattle...

Tang abruptly ignored many contemptuous eyes and walked straight to the most lively place in the market, chose a free place, got together with a hawker selling matzo cakes, and raised his own sales advertisement: a luxury house in the Tang family, priced at 500 jin.

The Tang family was a coward, and the boy who was surviving was desperate and was about to sell his ancestral property... The news spread like wildfire and the market caused a sensation.

At this time, the majestic young Tang Dou separated the crowd watching the fun, stood behind Tang Chu with his eyebrows down.

He frowned suddenly: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, Adou has to protect the young master and keep pace with him."

Tang Kuo was silent, and he said softly for a long time: "You go, the Tang family is no longer as good as before... Besides, I can't afford to support you."

Tang suddenly remembered that the reason why this young man was called Tang Dou was that he was so good at eating that he almost ate rice for a meal. Although this is an exaggerated description, it is fine for him to eat four or five people to eat.
Chapter completed!