Chapter 13 Taizhou City 2
Blue brick high walls, golden glazed tiles, eaves and little lions, large families in the courtyard, brocade clothes and jade food, paper drunken gold fans.
In the Song Dynasty, commerce began to develop. In the Yuan Dynasty, although the imperial court did not regard the southerners as people, the rich families were still closely related to the imperial court.
You can see all kinds of tea, silk and porcelain shops in the market, as well as many pharmacies, restaurants and tailor shops. Large ladies dressed up walk on the street.
In the tortuous alleys, in the big courtyard, in every corner of the unnoticed, in the shabby old house, ordinary people in ragged clothes live.
When Zhang Yang passed by, he observed everything around him very carefully.
As I walked, I suddenly saw a blacksmith's shop selling farm tools.
Listening to the tinkling sound of iron inside, Zhang Yang was very curious. As the saying goes, all the ironware is knocked out like this.
Zhang Yang stepped in. He came from the modern era. Naturally, he knew the smelting process of steel, and also knew that the metal processing technology, stamping and cutting were all made by machines. In ancient times, this method of making iron should belong to hot forging, which was relatively strange.
Entering the small courtyard, I saw a small stove in the yard, with flames on it, and a flashing bellows next to it.
A strong man, naked, holding an iron block with an iron clip in his left hand and a sledgehammer in his right hand. Every time he went down, a spark splashed out.
The strong man smashed a few times, and the red light gradually receded. He put the iron back on the stove and heated it again.
There is also a little boy, who may be the son of a strong man. Looking at that, he is only six or seven years old. He is wearing an ordinary sweatshirt. When he sees the iron block put into the fire, he begins to pull the bellows and heat it up.
It turned red, and the strong man then hit it with a sledgehammer, gradually forming an arc, and gradually seeing the shape clearly. It was a sickle for mowing grass.
"Brother, let's go. What's so good about beating iron?" Shi Xin said in the back.
At this time, the iron man also turned around and found Zhang Yang.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you two?" The man who hit the iron said.
"Let's see the scenery." Shi Xin said.
"I want to build something. I don't know how much money it takes?" Zhang Yang asked.
"What to build? As long as it's not a weapon, knives and guns can't be fired here, otherwise the government will punished me. The iron man said.
You didn't let me take Qiuyi's waist knife, and came here to fight weapons. They didn't dare to fight for you. Shixin thought with a little complaint.
"I want to hit an iron pipe in the shape of a bamboo pipe. Can I hit it?" Zhang Yang asked.
"What?" Shixin and the iron man were a little surprised: "What are you doing with that?"
"It should not be a weapon to hit an iron pipe, right?" Zhang Yang said.
"Well, this doesn't count, but..."
"But what?" Zhang Yang asked.
"It's too troublesome to hit an iron pipe. You have to knock the iron block into a thin piece of iron first and then roll it up. It's too troublesome. This fee..."
"How much?" Zhang Yang asked.
"You have to get two taels of silver." The man said while looking at Zhang Yang's face.
"So expensive?" Shi Xin said, "You are too deceptive, aren't you? I'll give you up to 500 yuan. Shixin has mastered the ability of bargaining very well these days. You ask for a lot of money, and I will pay back the money.
"This is a tael of silver." Zhang Yang said, "I'll give you half of the deposit first, and I'll pay the rest when I come to take the iron pipe."
The iron man watched in surprise as Zhang Yang put the silver in his hand. It was not that he asked for a high price, but that the technology of making iron pipes was too difficult. His ironwork was handed down by his ancestors. He could only make some farm tools and occasionally hit a firewood knife or something. He really didn't know how to beat this iron pipe. Just now, he asked for a lot of price. He just wanted to get it right. It's just agitation to leave.
He took the silver and bit it with his teeth. Yes, it's really silver. Reaching out and putting his hand into his chest, the iron man said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll make it for you."
Anyway, the deposit has been received, so try it yourself.
"My iron pipe must be as thin and thick, half an inch thick and three feet long. The seams must be well connected. Well done, I'll add half a silver for you. If I can't do it well, I won't take it. You can also pay me back with this deposit." Zhang Yang said in an orderly manner.
"Okay, don't worry, my craft is famous in Taizhou City."
"Then I'll come back in a few days." Zhang Yang said.
"Okay, take your time." The iron man smiled and said.
Out of the iron shop, Shi Xin complained, "Brother, why do you spend two taels of silver to make an iron pipe?"
"Play," Zhang Yang said without looking back.
Play? With these two taels of silver, how many kilograms of rice can we buy to eat? Make an iron pipe to play? Thank you for being in this mood! If he hadn't been his eldest brother, Shixin would have wanted to scold him fiercely.
"Dodge, get out of the way." There was another shout from behind.
Zhang Yang and Shixin immediately flashed to the roadside.
Two rows of Yuan soldiers, slanting their spears, ran forward.
A man behind him rode a tall horse. Obviously, he was a small boss. He shouted in the back, "Hurry up, hurry up. Let go of the anti-thieves, 20 military sticks per person.
Yuan Bing ran forward and then surrounded a yard.
"Your excellency, the spy of the Red Turban Army is in it." A man dressed as a Han man ran out next to him, with rat-browed eyebrows and eyes, with a flattering smile on his face, and said to the leader of the horse.
"Hump the door, go in, catch it alive." The leader ordered.
The door was soon knocked open, and a Yuan soldier shouted and rushed in.
"Ah..." I only heard a scream, and the head had already turned to one side.
It turned out that there was a big man behind the door, with his head wrapped in a red scarf and waving a big knife.
"Today, Grandpa killed some of you tartars and died without regret. Haha." With that, he waved his knife and rushed out.
Look at the big man, although there was only one person, he was not afraid. The big knife, accompanied by the sound of the wind, cut off the nearest two people next to him.
"Ah..." Another Yuan soldier's shoulder was cut off and rolled on the ground in pain.
The leader was furious on the horse.
"Get together, get together, surround him."
The Yuan soldiers on both sides raised their spears flat, with metallic spear tips facing the big man in the middle.
Da Han was suddenly at a disadvantage. Just now, he was surprised and killed two people, but once the other party formed a formation, the spear was too long for him to rush to the other party at all, and the other party could easily stab himself to death with a spear.
The leader saw that he trapped the anti-thief in the center, took the bow and arrow from his waist, put on three feather arrows, pulled open the long bow, ssnorted three times, and the arrows flew over.
Mongolia is a horse nation. The skill of bowing and riding is invincible, and now it is just still shooting arrows, and the arrows are not empty.
The big man barely blocked a long arrow with a knife, and the other two shot into his body.
One shot into the arm.
With a bang, the big knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Another arrow hit the leg, and the thigh was weak and bent down.
The hand was still groping for the big knife that had just fallen, and slowly reached the handle.
Countless gun tips have been pointed to the throat.
"Who are you?" The leader put back the bow and arrow, asked coldly, and looked at the prisoner in front of him.
"Your grandfather, I can't change my name or change my surname. I'm a thousand households under General Guo, Tang He." The big man's eyes were still bright, and he was not afraid of the enemy and looked at the leader of the Yuan soldiers in front of him.
"No, he is not Tang He!" At this time, the man next to him said.
"Du Si, you traitor!" The man gritted his teeth and said.
"I told you earlier, don't fight against the court. If we work for the court together, you won't listen, and I have to take this strategy." He said shamelessly, "You don't have time to surrender now. I will plead for you with Lord Fu Yin. You are also a man, but you have to see the situation clearly."
"Someone ran away behind!" The shouts of Yuanbing came from afar.
"Ah!" Ah!" I only heard two screams.
The man has been cut in half, and the big man has been pierced with several holes in the spear.
It turned out that just now, when the attention of all the Yuan soldiers was diverted, the big man jumped up and used all his strength to make a fierce blow before he died, splitting the traitor in front of him in half.
Yuan Bing reacted, and the spear stabbed him to the ground.
Looking at the two corpses on the ground, the leader had no expression, "Go, chase!"
Watching the officers and soldiers go away, the bolder people around dared to come over. Looking at the red headscarf on their heads, they knew that it was the Red Scarf Army.
"It's the Red Turban Army again. The Red Turban Army has been very fierce recently."
"Yes, it's tax and corvée. We can't survive. The Mongols never treat us as human beings. It's better to join the Red Turban Army. At least we can have a full meal."
"Shh, lower your voice." Another person said, "Let people hear that you will be arrested."
In the crowd of discussion, Zhang Yang and Shi Xin retreated.
"Brother." Shi Xin said.
"Let's get out of town and talk about it when we get back." Zhang Yang said that anyway, his salt was sold out. If he searched for the rebels and closed the gate, he would not be out.
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