Hangzhou City.

There are natural treasures and outstanding people.

This place is worthy of being praised by many literati, and it lives up to its reputation of being like heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.

The prosperity here is even more prosperous than Fuzhou City.

On the street, people come and go.

Various folk goods are sold on both sides of the road, and there are also some hawkers.

The people of a city can actually reflect the spirit of a city.

Most of the people in this city have sunny faces.

Be in high spirits.

It expresses the spirit of this city.

This was indeed one of the big cities in the Ming Dynasty.

The architectural style has a unique flavor.

Unique craftsmanship.

The city of Hangzhou is prosperous.

You can see the clues from the fact that there are many restaurants and brothels on the left and right, as well as literary clubs, merchandise, and cultural entertainment buildings.

There is a law in every era.

If the entertainment service industry is strong, it means the city will be strong and the economy will be more developed.

When you are full and warm, you will think about it. Only when you have eaten a full meal will you think about many other messy things, such as traveling and enjoying things.

If there is not enough to eat, then everyone will only think about the same thing.

The items sold in street shops will also be different.

"Hangzhou is really prosperous." Lin Pingzhi sighed.

He has also been to modern Hangzhou, but a city that is too modern, with too much entertainment and entertainment, and too many commercial packages, is not as good as the authentic ancient city now.

It was as if he had walked into history.

This feeling is so wonderful.

Xiang'er and the witch were both a little surprised.

Why does the young master look like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world?

Under normal circumstances, he should be accustomed to these.

How did they know that what Lin Pingzhi was admiring was not an ordinary scenery, but a period of history, the scenery of a prosperous ancient dynasty.

This is much better than looking at an antique in a museum.

Now, any contact with any of these things is equivalent to contact with history.

Why wasn't Lin Pingzhi shocked?

Every plant, every tree, every brick, is history...

A dazzling array of history.

A vicissitudes of history.

This kind of complex is not something people in this world can understand.

"Tanghulu~"

"Clay figurine, make a clay figurine...I learned the craftsmanship from Master Zhang from Kyoto. If you are interested, please come and have a look."

"Easter eggs, Easter eggs for sale...red, green, and yellow eggs!"

…

Horse carriage enters Hangzhou city.

Every ear is filled with shouts of hawking.

Crowded.

Of course, in addition to the cries, there are also the sounds of beggars taking out money.

"Well done, sir, well done."

"I haven't eaten in three days."

"Let's enjoy the food."

…

Busy and prosperous places often have many beggars.

But basically few people pay attention to beggars on the street.

When you see a beggar begging for money, some people from a distance put on a bad face, and they may have already planned a way to refuse in their hearts.

When the beggar came near, he used his sarcastic remarks and refused to give money.

It's not that everyone is indifferent, but sometimes if you help him, he won't necessarily thank you, and he will even rely on you and think you don't give him enough, or he will ask the seven aunts and eight aunts around him to come up and ask for help.

reward.

You gave it all to me, why don't you give it to them?

If you go back and forth, you will inevitably lose a small amount of money.

You still have to give it.

If you don't give it, those beggars will probably scold your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Don't look at the various uncles shouting when they are in front of you, which makes them unhappy. They can call you any unpleasant name.

There was once an honest gentleman in the city who was scolded to death, so...many locals in Hangzhou won't show kindness to beggars at all, and those who can be cheated are basically outsiders.

"Sir, fairies, please give me something to eat. I've been hungry for three days."

"I'm really starving to death."

"The villains have elders and younger ones, and they are still waiting for the younger ones to beg for food so that they can make ends meet."

…

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi's motorcade was not a local one, many beggars patronized them.

This is already the ninth or tenth wave of beggars.

Foreigners are kind-hearted...Oh no, foreigners are easy to deceive.

"Get out!" Ren Yingying drove away without politeness.

Not even a good look.

"My aunt hates beggars the most in her life. She has both hands and feet and can't find a good job. She insists on begging. I won't beat you, but you still come to beg! Do you want face?!"

With the character of the beggars, there was no way they would give up. But just as he was about to curse, he saw the witch clenching the hilt of her sword, and she did not dare to talk nonsense anymore and left without any interest.

Generally speaking, they don't dare to mess with people in the world of quacks.

Maybe it would be cut by them with just two or three cuts.

Don't mess with those group of desperadoes.

On the street, there is a mixture of different religions and schools.

The beasts are walking.

As a result, the smell around you is sometimes fragrant, and sometimes the smell of cow dung and cow urine is pungent.

Like a big dye vat.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"First go to Hangzhou Chengfuwei Escort Branch to settle down, and then have a good time to have some fun. I have been fascinated by the scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou for a long time," Lin Ping said.

The motorcade slowly passed through the crowd.

Because there are so many people, the movement is slow.

Lin Pingzhi was not a high-ranking official, he was just a common man at best.

There is certainly no right to block roads and drive alone.

He didn't want to be arrogant and domineering and make people avoid him, so he could only walk slowly.

But that's okay.

This way you can take a closer look at the prosperity of Hangzhou.

"Eh...Wenyan Bookstore!"

As the motorcade moved forward slowly, Lin Pingzhi suddenly saw two shops lined up next to each other, including a bookstore.
To be continued...