Dad, this seems to be the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 2
night.

After a day of exhaustion, the father and son dragged their exhausted bodies back to their temporary 'home', which was a leaky house in Nancheng, um, very, very broken.

How bad is this house?Let's put it this way, there is a light wind outside and a strong wind inside the house, light rain outside, and heavy rain inside the house. Sometimes when the rain is heavier, the two of them have to go outside to shelter from the rain.

A large wooden plank was spread in the house, including the Datong shop. Including the two of them, more than 30 men slept in it. The smell of sweat and foot odor could make breakfast vomit out when they entered it. Hay is used as a mattress, and there are no cotton-padded quilts in winter.

In the troubled times of the Five Dynasties, this was already the standard configuration for 'foreign' refugees like them. For this, they had to pay three Wen a day for rent.

Although they were very tired, the two of them did not fall asleep. While Sun Chunming rubbed Sun Yue's little butt that had been spanked all day, he also had to talk about cross talk to the roommates in the big bunk.

They said that cross talk is much more profitable than these coolies, and they dare not go to sleep unless they make everyone laugh and like them. The half gold pancake newly exchanged in their arms is all the hope of the two of them. Don't dare to be stolen or robbed.

In this kind of living environment, staying for one more day is a crime. Now that I have accepted the fact of time travel, I have to settle down first anyway. So early the next morning, the father and son got dressed, washed their faces, and deliberately After breaking off two wicker sticks, chewing away the tartar, and carrying the possessions they had accumulated for more than half a month, they headed for their destination: Cao's sesame seed shop.

They plan to sell this place, first to have a den, to make a living, and then to think about the future.

It hasn't been a day or two since the two of them have been staring at this place. They come here every day to eat sesame seed cakes, so the old Cao is quite familiar with them. A biscuit?"

Sun Chunming smiled and said: "I don't eat sesame seed cakes today. I have something to discuss with you. Please be busy first. We will wait until you are busy with the meal."

"OK, then you two sit in the room and drink a bowl of water."

After entering the house, Sun Yue looked around the room, drooling with envy.

In fact, this house is not big, it is essentially a slightly larger family, about [-] square meters, with a window facing the street, and it becomes a biscuit business.

Although the house cannot be said to be barren, but to be honest, there is really nothing decent. If it is placed in later generations, it will be the object of poverty alleviation. But for the father and son involved in this matter, such a house is simply the goal of life .

After nearly an hour, the old Cao finally finished his work, moved a stool and sat down in front of the father and son casually, and said, "You two, what do you want me to do with Lao Cao?"

Sun Chunming said, "Brother Cao, that's how it is. We, father and son, want to buy your shop. You can make a price."

The old Cao was stunned, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are joking. This shop is not only a livelihood for our family, but also a place for our family to live in. You took it away, and our family sleeps on the street."

Sun Chunming said: "Brother, our father and son are really sincere."

"No matter how sincere you are, you won't sell it. I also know your father and son. You said that cross talk can make a lot of money in a day. Why bother to buy my shop?"

"There must be a home."

The old Cao was so angry that he was happy, "If you two want to start a family, you have to make me homeless first, right?"

"Brother, we are really sincere."

"All right, all right, then tell me how much you plan to pay for my shop."

Lao Cao thought to himself, the market price of his house is probably around [-] guan, if they can pay more than [-] guan, he can consider changing another place, anyway, he has craftsmanship, so he doesn't eat there.

Sun Chunming said embarrassingly, "Eighty."

"Eighty? I understand, you two are here to talk about cross talk with Master Cao, right?"

As he said that, Lao Cao slapped his palm on the table, obviously really angry.

This old Cao is a native of Guanzhong. Not to mention that he is tall and rough, and his right hand is missing two fingers. It is said that they were injured when he was a soldier in battle. The fire came from his aura, which is really fierce. Sun Yue couldn't help it. There was a palpitation in my heart.

Sun Chunming was also a little apprehensive. He didn't expect that this old Cao who was usually a kind person would be so frightening when he got angry.

But the father and son calculated that this day was not a day or two. If they really left like this, they would never have such an opportunity again.

"Brother Cao, don't be angry. For business, you should ask for a high price and pay back the money. If you are not satisfied with the price, tell me. We have a negotiation and a quantity. That's called a business. Do you think that's the reason?"

The so-called bargaining is of course nonsense, the two of them sold their underwear for [-] pennies, Sun Chunming was just delaying time, and Sun Yue was also helping his father with the joke while looking outside anxiously.

After another half an hour, the old Cao finally got impatient and started to chase people away.

"Master Cao, I don't have the time to accompany the two of you to have fun talking about cross talk. This shop is not for sale, so get out of here."

Sun Chunming wanted to say again, "Brother Cao..."

Lao Cao took out a stick and said, "Get lost!"

The father and son looked at each other, and they were so anxious that they went to the room. At this juncture, the outside finally became chaotic.

"It's not good~ It's not good~ The Taiwei has mutinied in Chenqiaoyi! The Taiwei has mutinied in Chenqiaoyi!"

Shocking!

The two men finally let go of their heavy hearts, secretly thinking, finally the hell has come.

It's just that the two of them didn't seem to have any intention of continuing the conversation. They took a step and really walked out the door, but they wanted to leave, but Lao Cao refused to let them go.

"Brother! Brother! Don't leave, the price is negotiable, negotiable, eighty guan, just eighty guan, you give me [-] guan, and I will give you the house deed immediately."

Their generation of Kaifeng people has been plagued by disasters. Twenty years ago, Yelu Deguang conquered Kaifeng and even though he strictly ordered the Khitan soldiers to massacre the city, the wolfish nature of the Khitan people was difficult to control, and half of the city still suffered.

Ten years ago, Guo Wei, the Taizu of the Later Zhou Dynasty, also wore a yellow robe outside the city of Kaifeng. However, this benevolent monarch who has always been passed down in the name of benevolence and love for the people gave the order to slaughter the city for three days.

That night, the city of Kaifeng was like hell, most of the people in the city died during those three nights, and no pretty girl could escape the devil's grasp.

Today, ten years later, Zhao Kuangyin did exactly the same thing as Guo Wei back then, why don't you tell this old Cao not to panic, why not be afraid?
But Sun Chunming stretched out a hand calmly and opened it and said: "Fifty Guan, you can get paid if you sell it. Our father and son are carrying it. If you don't sell it, it's fine. Our father and father just want to settle down. There will always be someone who is willing." selling."

Lao Cao felt a pain in his heart, fifty guan, if this price was a moment ago, he would have slapped it with a big mouth.

But now, money is not as important as life, especially when he thinks of his big girl who is as beautiful as a flower, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Fifty is fifty, this Central Plains can't stay here, I especially So take the money and go back to your hometown."

(End of this chapter)