Chapter 0105 Soldiers must fight for the land

Xuzhou City is indeed worthy of being an important place in the five provinces. The people and boats on the dock are not lively. By the dock, there are unprecedented huge warehouses. In addition to monopolizing the housekeeper warehouse guarded by heavy soldiers, there are also many merchants who build themselves or specialize in warehousing and leasing. The goods for transit must be prepared here. Concentration or differentiation is naturally extremely busy.

When Zhuo extraordinary entered the city, it was nearly noon and was immediately attracted by the prosperity different from the capital.

It is not as grand and magnificent as the capital. Most of the streets in the city are not spacious, which are intertwined from north to south, east and west. Merchants are concentrated on both sides of the main streets, and most of them are mobile street vendors on the road. Once they occupy both sides, they are very crowded in the middle, especially a few streets leading to the city gate. Dao is even more crowded with people. Although it is crowded, there is another atmosphere of folk life. Zhou Tong led the horse, which was very troublesome on this crowded road, and could only keep shouting and following Zhuo's difficult road.

Suddenly, a familiar fragrance came, causing Zhuo's extraordinary index finger to move, pulling Fu Wanyu and walking over. Suddenly, Zhou Tong shouted angrily and pushed one person out. However, it turned out that a greasy and obscene man was squeezed to Zhou Tong and was crashing into the cowhide package containing a gold spinning wheel. Zhou Tong was afraid of damaging the young master's treasure and secretly used it to fly the man three steps.

Unexpectedly, the man got up and cursed, "Damn it, where did you come from? How dare you beat me?" It was the Xuzhou accent, and he was a local gangster.

Zhou Tong immediately became angry and stared and was about to come forward, but the man was slippery. He looked into the crowd and disappeared. Zhou Tong still wanted to catch up, but he was stopped by Zhuo Fanfan. Obviously, he was a little ruffian who was bullied and afraid of the weak. He was everywhere and could not compete with them.

The thing that makes Zhuofan open one side is the 'what' soup, a famous folk snack in Xuzhou. Also known as "ta soup" (eat it), the soup is made of eel as the main ingredient. Because of the eel snake, it is also known as snake soup, also known as spicy soup and salty soup. What soup is a unique breakfast spot popular in Xuzhou, Jiangsu Province, Suzhou, Anhui Province and Zaozhuang, Shandong Province. It is said that it originated from Pengzu's "pheasant soup" and is based on chicken soup, accompanied by oatmeal, gluten, pepper, kelp and other raw materials. It tastes delicious and spicy, unique in taste, and is deeply loved by people.

A bowl of hot soup, with a jar post (a kind of pancake) and pickled salted beans and other side dishes, there is more fragrant dog meat to choose from. It's great to eat in the jar post. Zhuo Bufan ate two bowls in a row, and Fu Wanqi's master and servant did not finish a bowl. A large amount of pepper still made them a little unsuffocable. At this time, pepper had just been introduced to Dahua, and people were not very adaptable to spicy food. Even the excessive amount of pepper made them sweat.

Zhuo Bufan is very enjoyable. In this era, he has never eaten anything spicy. Not to mention spicy dishes in Beijing, even chili has never been seen. These two bowls of spicy soup are comfortable.

After solving the problem of appetite, Zhuo and his party officially began to visit this city. Xuzhou, also known as Pengcheng, was known as chasing deer in ancient times. It can be seen that it has been a must-have place for soldiers since ancient times. In fact, the city in front of us is a new city, which has only been built for more than ten years. Sixteen years ago, the Yellow River broke the embankment, the water depth was one foot three, and the city was completely flooded, so it was moved to 20 miles south of the city for reconstruction. This is the second relocation of Xuzhou. Twelve years ago, the water receded, and the sediment in the city was 1 to 5 meters thick, and the cultural relics were buried in the sand. At that time, Tang Huan rebuilt the military reserve road at the original site, which was called Chongzhen City. The size and shape of the city were the same as the old underground city.

Thinking that there is an almost identical old city buried under his feet, Zhuo Fan can't help sighing. Decades of vicissitudes seem to be condensed as if the long river of time has been condensed, causing this strange and naturally the unpredictable Yellow River.

Avoiding the crowded main street of the main winery, Zhuofan and his party walked leisurely on another adjacent street. As the gate of the north and south, Xuzhou has both the boldness and the prosperity and delicacy of the south. This street is mainly about books, calligraphy, paintings, antiques and jewelry. Zhuo Fan and Fu Wanyu were more interested in these, and then strolled around slowly.

Suddenly, there was a noise in front of them, surrounded by many people. Leisurely people naturally wanted to see it. Zhuo Fan and his party squeezed in and found that it was another old bridge of local ruffians and hooligans bullying the city.

This is a calligraphy and painting stall. A middle-aged man, dressed in a worn Hanfu gown, is shabby, but very clean. Some places have been washed away, looking calm and knowledgeable.

At this moment, the man was falling to the ground, and some calligraphy, paintings and paper were also disturbed. The two crooked ruffians were scolding and threatening them from time to time. The reason for the matter is very simple. He didn't receive the protection fee. Naturally, he wanted to show him some color. He couldn't be more familiar with these.

"Fuck, don't be shameless. If you come to practice the stall for one mu and three cents, you have to follow my rules, one taels of silver, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

A couple of silver, generally, farmers can earn so much in a month after hard farming, and this poor scholar is estimated to be able to eat well. Zhuo Bofan looked at the scattered calligraphy and paintings. His level is average, and it is estimated that he can't sell a few paintings. As for those printed books, I don't know what the content is and whose author is. Do.

The scholar lowered his head, neither annoyed nor begged for mercy, and was full of loneliness and loneliness. Zhuo Bufan sighed, threw out a piece of silver and said, "Get out of here, don't hinder me from reading."

The two ruffians were stunned and quickly picked up the silver. They saw Zhou Tong staring at the big man, and Zhuo was dressed brightly and accompanied by a beautiful bodyguard. Naturally, he was not a role that could be provoked. These ruffians are so promising that they put down two harsh words to the scholar and left happily. They didn't even dare to fart on Zhuo Fan.

The middle-aged scholar looked up at Zhuo Feifan, smiled sadly, and did not thank him. He just said, "I don't have money to pay you back."

Zhuo Fan did not answer and asked, "Did you draw all these?"

"Yes, the level is average, and it's funny."

"Well, what kind of books are these?" Those books are relatively new, and it seems that no one is interested in reading them.

However, when it comes to books, the scholar's eyes lit up and said, "Some strange ways are my experience for many years." As he spoke, he seemed to think of his current embarrassment, and his mood fell down again and sighed, "It's just something that can't be on the table."

Zhuo Fan didn't expect that this scholar could still write books and print it. This is a new thing. You know, printing also requires a lot of money, and looking at his current situation, he doesn't seem to be the owner who can afford printing money at all.