In the early Song Dynasty, the dignitaries and nobles all had three meals, while the common people had two or even one meal. Therefore, after a while in the morning, the business of the father and son stopped, and Sun Yue was happily counting the small money.

"Yi Guan, two Guan, three Guan, dad, we sold four Guan in the morning and had a net profit of nearly four Guan."

Sun Chunming was calmer, "The villagers have never seen such noodles. They are fresh for a while, so they bought a little, and there will be no more tomorrow. After all, a bowl of noodles cost ten cents is more than the ability to bear these bitterness."

"That's true. If I ask me, we shouldn't be staying in the south city. The north city is where our father and son make great achievements."

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "The nobles and nobles in the North City are walking all over the ground, and nobles are not as good as dogs. If we are a bottomless ordinary person, we will not be bullied to death? Besides, how expensive the houses in the North City are."

"That's true. By the way, Dad, we are considered rich now. Yesterday the female corpse contributed a bag of golden beans, which is worth at least a few hundred stale."

"What do you want to do?"

"Dad, brothel! It's so easy to travel through time. It's still the Northern Song Dynasty with the most developed brothel culture. Don't you want to go and see it?"

"Get out! Get out of here, and say crosstalk."

"No, Dad, I'm so tired. Don't work like this. We're no longer so short of money."

"You know, I have a thousand years of experience and vision, and some science and engineering skills. Can you do some small business? The Northern Song Dynasty was a world of literati. You used to study, and now you are young, which is a good time to study. When Zhao Er becomes the emperor in the future, you will take the exam for the Qingyun List. At that time, your father will still point to you to eat and drink hot. Just this little money, what you eat and drink is enough, but is it enough for you to study? Without systematic study, you can only write two poems and write articles? Your father has been graduating for more than 30 years, and it is nonsense to study again. This hope is all about you."

Sun Yue was stunned when he heard this.

I remember when I was a child, the national economic conditions were not very good. Once, Sun Chunming gave a bonus and ate a fly restaurant. He was very excited to order a casserole, while Sun Chunming only ate a bowl of noodles with water. At that time, Sun Yue asked, since he was rich, why not eat better?

Sun Chunming just smiled and said, "The money is going to be saved for him to go to college."

It was a very small thing. Later, when Sun Yue asked about it again, Sun Chunming had forgotten it, but since then, Sun Yue never dared to slacken for a moment when studying.

Although with the development of the country's economy, their lives are getting better and better, and they no longer have to make up for a bowl of casserole, but every time he wants to skip classes with his friends and go online, he will think of a bowl of white water noodles from that year.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Sun Yue was admitted to 985, finished his master's degree, and entered the top 500. Before he could be happy, he was hit by a truck and came to the Northern Song Dynasty. He returned to his childhood in financial difficulties. The outside world changed dramatically, but the father and son seemed to have never changed.

"What a daze, hurry up."

"oh."

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In this way, Sun Yue and his son started their hard-working and happy life in the Northern Song Dynasty. They got up in the morning to pull the noodles, performed crosstalk at noon on the sun, and then stretched the noodles when the sun sets. After they finished their work, they closed the door to count the money at night, and then they were so tired that they slept like a dead dog. In a blink of an eye, it took several days, and the Chinese New Year was already on.

Feudal society attached great importance to festivals. After all, I only had a few days to enjoy myself throughout the year. However, this year was particularly deserted due to the change of dynasties. However, so many days have come smoothly, and the confidence of the people has returned a little, so I still have to celebrate the Spring Festival.

To put it another way, Sun Yue has always been cautious about what kind of days Zhao Kuangyin is not easy to choose, and he has to rebel during the New Year, which is definitely to put the New Year and National Day together, so that the ministers who work for him can have one less holiday.

Sun Yue and his son have been looking forward to this day for a long time, not because they are greedy for the excitement, but because they can go to the temple fair in Beicheng to sell noodles.

On weekdays, Kaifeng City, especially Beicheng, does not allow street mobile stalls, but today I don’t care. Beicheng’s consumption capacity is far from comparable to Nancheng’s hardships. They can sell noodles for a lot more money.

He hired a few men, carrying a large pot of firewood and ingredients on his back, and arrived early on to occupy the most prosperous streets and occupied the place. Sun Chunming shouted "Soup cake~" and started to pull the noodles.

The thing about stretching noodles can definitely be considered a performance in the Northern Song Dynasty. After practicing in the past two days, Sun Chunming's craftsmanship has become better and better. Although he still can't stretch out a bunch of silk, he can still do fine capillaries. This unique skill is still very attractive to people who have never seen it.

"Brother, how can you stretch so thinly on this side!"

Sun Yue smiled and said, "My father has practiced his unique skills for twenty years before he can master this level. It is not only fine, but also chewy. 50 ounces a bowl, can you try it?"

What a guy, Nancheng sold noodles worth ten cents a bowl, but it actually increased five times when they came to Beicheng. However, the people in Beicheng are really not short of money. The noble noodles worth fifty cents a bowl did not scare people at all. Instead, these people who rushed to pay for the money scared him.

The silver horn of the fingernail is as big as a fingernail, and I can't find it, so I don't have to find it anymore. After a while, I sold my daily turnover, and I laughed so hard that he could see the back of my teeth.

At the same time, the Suzaku Gate slowly opened, and more than a hundred cavalrymen walked out slowly in a carriage led by eight horses.

"Brother, the world is settled. If you have to go out, you might as well bring more guards."

The person in the car smiled and said, "Although the world is stable, the people are unstable. During the Chinese New Year, the streets are deserted. This is not at ease with our family. Today, we will have fun with the people and let the people see. I, Zhao Kuangyin and Guo Wei, are different. If I bring more guards and show off, how can the people celebrate the festival? That's it."

"Brother, you are an official now, so you have to talk to me."

"Oh, haha, I have decided, I don't need to persuade me anymore."

Along the way, people naturally kneeled down to salute when they saw the emperor. Zhao Kuangyin stopped them and said, "Today, I am here to go shopping. If you want to celebrate the festival, I have to celebrate the festival. You should do whatever you should do, and don't worry about me."

Zhao Kuangyin was still not used to talking about me. When the people saw Zhao Kuangyin's smile, their hearts were finally put back in their stomachs. The convoy was walking very slowly. Everyone saw that Zhao Kuangyin was really not arrogant at all, and they actually did whatever they should do.

If you want to talk about Zhao Kuangyin, I wouldn’t mention other skills. At least in terms of his personality charm, there is almost no one who can compare with him after reading history books. When he was not an emperor, he always appeared in the image of being close to the people. After all, he had also wandered around. When he was in a hurry to eat raw cabbage, he naturally had no airs and was the favorite official of the people.

Because the salary and rewards were donated to the widows and orphans of the soldiers, his Taiwei Mansion was also the simplest of all the high-ranking officials, and there were not many servants, and they even invited their brothers to drink some spare money. Therefore, they always went out to buy things on their own. In addition, they were generous and funny, but in fact, they had a very high evaluation in the hearts of the people.

The reason why I was worried for so many days was nothing more than being scared by Guo Wei's incident ten years ago. At this time, Zhao Kuangyin came out with a smile. When the people saw that Zhao Daheizi seemed to be the same as Zhao Daheizi. The people immediately decided to make the people's hearts settled, and Zhao Kuangyin's goal was achieved. After all, the Later Zhou Dynasty only lasted for ten years, and Guo Wei had slaughtered the city. How many people could miss the previous dynasty?

The convoy walked slowly, and suddenly the speed slowed down. Zhao Kuangyin asked, "What's that?"

"The official family has a stall selling soup cakes in front of them. There are too many people around them. It seems that they are watching the fun. Do you want to clear the road?"

"Soup cakes? I thought they were juggling. What's the best thing about selling soup cakes? Let's go and have a look."
Chapter completed!