Everyone is attacking me

The carriage stopped, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came up. He looked very clever, and he seemed to be a servant from some family.

"Hey, Xiao Yi, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why is your young master clamoring for cake again?" The driver's tone was familiar, obviously he knew him.

The young man named Xiaoyi opened the curtain and saw the two of them stunned. He restrained his carefree movements for a moment, sat down opposite Han Zhuo, and said, "Yes, De Maogong's cake is really craving."

Xiaohe put on a helpless look, but did not reveal too much information about the main family.

The coachman didn't intend to ask any more questions, and said cheerfully: "That's, my brother Ping was one year old a few days ago, I took the coupon issued by our bureau to exchange for a cake, but I spoiled the boys, I followed I tasted a piece, it was really delicious, old man, I have lived for so many years, it is not in vain, haha." He smacked his lips as he spoke, looking very aftertaste.

The boy Xiaoyi showed an envious expression: "That's great, but unfortunately I'm not old enough to apply for the job as a coachman."

De Maogong?Liu Yuan frowned, the name sounded familiar.

"Who is De Maogong?" Han Zhuo asked.

"It's a newly opened pastry shop in Chang'an City. There are three cities in the east, west and south. It's Zhen'anbo, which is opened by the Queen Mother's brother. I heard that the recipes for those pastries were written by the Queen Mother herself." The coachman said enthusiastically, "The two of you can go and taste it when you arrive in Dongshi in a while. It's approaching the end of the year, and the discount will be much cheaper!" After finishing speaking, he sighed, "Look at me, both of you are distinguished guests, so don't care about this!"

Written by the empress dowager?

Liu Yuan was stunned, why did another empress dowager appear?The Empress Dowager Mary Su who died suddenly of illness in the front knew that she was wearing it. Why does it sound like the Queen Mother is also wearing it now?Or did the traverser give the prescription to the Queen Mother in order to surrender, and borrowed her name?

I was in a daze, but I heard the young man named Xiao Yi say: "That's right, since the queen mother's daughter-in-law came out, this fresh food has never stopped. I heard from my master that the queen mother's cooking skills are the best. No royal chef can compare."

"Female newspaper?" Han Zhuo grasped the key point keenly.

Seeing him looking at him, Xiao Yi became a little nervous, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "This master doesn't know?" Then he glanced outside the car, and suddenly said, "Master is a foreigner who came with the mission? The female newspaper is from above." The Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager made it earlier than that time, but it was only distributed to the married woman, and my mistress would copy it every time and read it, and I followed the young master and listened to the master read it a few times."

So here comes another empress? !

Liu Yuan was even more confused.

Xiao Yi has a youthful heart, and when it comes to this, he is showing off a bit: "I don't know if the master has heard of Fu Chun Xiang powder? The first time this Fu Chun Xiang powder was published was in the female newspaper. It is our empress and other women. One was developed by myself! In the last issue of the Times, it was also said that Fu Chun was exported to other countries, and it was very good to buy.”

How many concubines are there? ! !

Liu Yuan was mad.

Han Zhuo nodded: "Indeed."

Fu Chun was sold to Daliao three months ago, and now Daliao nobles, especially women, all use the Fu Chun cosmetics, soap, facial fat, powder, puff, perfume, lipstick, and all kinds of make-up sold by merchants in Da Wei. Tools, Han Zhuo personally bought a set for his mother and two younger sisters.

He bought the best one, a set costing a hundred guan, the price is not expensive for him, but this kind of thing is not used once and will not be used again, and you have to buy it again when it is used up. After thinking about it, he was startled, and Fuchun's things were still being added, and by then, a set would probably be more than a hundred guan, and more than their Liao Kingdom would buy.

The expression on Xiao Yi's face became a little proud when he heard this.

At this time, Han Zhuo's eyes stopped on his head, neck and hands respectively. The hat on the young man's head was not the same as that of the coachman, as if thick threads were intertwined. It's all made of this thick thread.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi raised her hand and smiled, "This is a woolen glove, as are the hat and scarf, all made of wool, woolen thread, this is what the girls above thought, it will keep you warm when you wear it, our girls The master is sympathetic to us, and made a set for us, the masters still wear sweaters and wool trousers, but it is a pity that wool is getting more and more expensive, and those traders who are ungrateful for profit will increase the price as soon as they see a profit, alas!"

Han Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, they didn't lack wool in Daliao.

Liu Yuan has fallen into deep self-doubt. He began to wonder if he came to the wrong place, or that he was actually dreaming instead of actually wearing it.

Time-traveling is not uncommon, don’t you see that time-traveling novels are everywhere, there may be millions of these protagonists in total, it’s even more uncommon for him to wear them himself, it doesn’t matter if someone travels with him, anyway, he’s not the first to time-travel In this world, the Queen Mother Mary Su is the originator, but this one, two, three, four, isn't it too exaggerated?

This is not an infinite world, do you want to form a team to fight monsters or something?

Just as I was complaining, I arrived at another stop, and a new passenger came up.

This time it was a man in his thirties who came up, and when he lifted the curtain, he smelled of rouge and gouache, faintly mixed with the smell of alcohol.

The man was humming a ditty, but when he saw Liu Yuan and Han Zhuo, he was taken aback for a moment, passed the three of them to the innermost place, and sat down crookedly to doze off.

Xiao Yi's small eyes glanced at the man a few times, showing a hint of envy.

Liu Yuan recalled the map he saw just now, and almost immediately realized where the man came from, so he couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out: "But it's Pingkangfang?"

After saying the words Pingkangfang, I felt excited. This is the first HDQ in China. How can I not be excited!

I didn't expect this world to exist.

The coachman chuckled, and even turned his head to give Liu Yuan a look that any man could understand: "Your honor also knows Pingkangfang?" If you don’t enter Lifang, if you want to go, there is still one stop ahead, just go in through the east side door, there are also buses in Lifang, but they are ox carts and donkey carts, and they are slower.”

Liu Yuan also laughed a few times, and stretched his neck to look inside the wall. He could only see the eaves and the hanging lanterns. In addition, it was early in the morning and he couldn't hear the sound of silk and bamboo, but it still made him feel excited, not because it was The brothel is turbulent, but finally there is a kind of ah, it turns out that he has really traveled through, seeing the historical sites and touching the turbulent history.

Han Zhuo frowned, unceremoniously grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him back, with a warning in his eyes: "Don't mess around."

His respect to Liu Yuan is only because of their identities, he can rely on him in small matters, and this kind of matter must not be let go, otherwise, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

Liu Yuan curled his lips, but he was happy in his heart. He enjoyed the feeling of being controlled by the male god very much. He rolled his eyes twice, leaned up to Han Zhuo, and said in a low voice: "After we finish shopping in Dongshi, let's come here to see See?"

Brothel, the place where travelers must go. When he was in Daliao, he was watched by a group of people and couldn’t go anywhere. This time it’s different. In a foreign country, his father, even the emperor, can’t control him. He has to go shopping anyway. take a stroll.

Especially Nanfeng Pavilion...

Thinking of a row of handsome guys letting him choose, he suddenly felt itchy. He said that he hadn't had that kind of thing for many days. In modern times, he still has a massage stick for him. Although there were jade stones in ancient times, he didn't have any No, and besides being served by a bunch of court ladies and eunuchs, if he dared to stab himself with jade stones, his emperor father would be able to give him a love education with a stick later.

Saying goodbye to more than 150 days and nights of kissing the vibrator, he is already hungry and thirsty.

Han Zhuo was about to refuse, but his heart moved, and he loosened his brows: "Okay."

The excitement in Liu Yuan's heart fell instantly, and she felt sad, male god, male god, I didn't expect you to be such a male god!

Alas, man, man, sure enough, you can't escape the word desire.

He completely forgot who a few seconds ago he was imagining a row of handsome men serving him.

After passing Pingkangfang, we arrived at Dongshi. The coachman reminded with a smile: "Dear guests, the north gate of Dongshi is here." You can see Jixiang Department Store, it’s a little far away, if you don’t want to go, you can take a bullock cart under the stop sign at the door, and you can take the 26th Road and [-]th Road.”

"Thank you." The two thanked each other and got out of the carriage.

The boy named Xiao Yi also got off the bus at this stop, and ran away in a hurry, looking very anxious.

When Liu Yuan got out of the car and looked up, he was instantly shocked in place.

From the post house to Dongshi, I didn’t meet many people on the bus, but when I arrived in Dongshi, the streets were full of people. It was already daylight, and all the shops were open, and there were stalls. There is a lot of people coming and going.

In Liu Yuan's eyes, it is like a picture scroll, as if the people in the Qingming River Scene are alive, although they are not in the same place at the same time, but they have a different kind of resemblance.

Today people do not see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients.

In modern times, he once went to Xi’an, traveling with his friends. The East Market has long been covered by tall buildings, and less than one-ninth of the ruins remain. The West Market has been rebuilt, but retro is completely different from ancient times. , especially compared with his memory, this kind of historical atmosphere and this shocking feeling kept him unable to regain his senses for a long time, which he could not feel at all in Liao Kingdom.

At this moment Liu Yuan actually wanted to cry.

Han Zhuo was also a little shocked, his shock was completely different from Liu Yuan.

There is a smooth concrete road under your feet, the stone slabs cover the ditches on both sides, and the flowers, plants and trees are arranged in an orderly manner on the roadside.

Because of the close of the new year, people's faces are full of joy, and they come to buy new year's goods with baskets on their backs.

He soon discovered that the road was divided into four by three white lines on the ground, with ox carts and donkey carts going in the middle, and pedestrians going on both sides, and traveling in different directions.

There are people wearing navy blue clothes with the words "traffic police" written on the back, standing at the intersection to command, and some old men with a small piece of red cloth on their arms are walking around. They will go up to stop them, but there are very few such people. Most people will throw what they don't want into the round wooden bucket with the word "trash can" engraved on the side of the road.

He listened carefully, and it seemed that throwing or spitting things anywhere would have to pay ten cents to those who caught them.

The old people will hold up a sign from time to time, which shows a small boxy house. On the left and right sides of the house are painted a weird villain, with a round head, no hair, eyes, nose, arms and no hands and feet, but it is easy to get rid of it. I can understand, this refers to the place where you go to the toilet, with men on the left and women on the right.

I couldn't help searching around, and soon saw a house on the corner of the street that was the same as the sign, with two large characters written on it: public toilet.

Knowing the bus, the meaning of the public toilet is self-evident.

He observed for a while, and found that there was another type of people like traffic policemen and old people, most of them were old women, wearing an apricot-yellow blouse, and there was one every other way, some sitting next to a certain shop, some Sitting by the flower bed, some simply sit on the ground.

Just wondering, one of the old women suddenly stood up and took the broom and dustpan leaning against the wall.

Han Zhuo suddenly realized that these two things were not owned by the store, but owned by the old woman. When he went to see other old women, they were sure to have these two things either next to them or under their feet.

Seeing these two things, I immediately understood what these old women were doing. Sure enough, the old woman who got up stepped forward and quickly picked up the cow dung on the ground after the bullock cart went away.

The old woman turned around, and there were two large characters written on the back of the apricot yellow blouse: clean.

The author has something to say:

HDQ = red light district.