Tomorrow

  Chapter One and Nine The Merchant of Venice

   "I had a dream last night."

  Zuo Liangyu yawned, turned over and sat up on the bed.

  The concubine brought fresh water to wipe his face. Hearing what he said was strange, she answered, "What did the general dream about?"

  Zuo Liangyu raised his head, letting his concubine comb his beard, looked at the roof and said: "I dreamt that I put a hand in the mouth of a tiger..."

   "Ah, this is a nightmare." The concubine exclaimed.

Zuo Liangyu smiled bitterly: "The tiger held my hand in his mouth and vomited it out... I knew it was a dream, but when the tiger held my hand in his mouth, I even felt When its rough tongue rubbed the back of my hand, I could even smell the blood spit out of the tiger's mouth.

  So, you can say it is a dream, or you can say it is real. "

  The concubine pityed Zuo Liangyu's head on her chest and whispered: "The general is a hero in the world, and trivial catastrophes will soon pass."

  Zuo Liangyu whispered: "It's not that easy. We used to underestimate Yun Zhao. We always thought that he was just a small official, and it was just a talented official.

  The first time I heard that he was named as a pig, I thought that he could really let us slaughter...A misfortune would become an eternal hate.

  Now, we are trapped in Tongguan by Yun. It is hard to tell who is the pig and who is the butcher. "

   "The general is a Yongxiong hero who has seen the world, and these difficulties will be overcome."

  Zuo Liangyu finished rinsing and said to the soldiers guarding the door: "If the order is passed on, the battalion officer will take a step at the battalion."

Seeing the soldiers left, Zuo Liangyu looked at the armor hanging on the shelf and shook his head: "The chaos that is rare in a century is coming.

  It’s not necessarily a bad thing if we hide in Tongguan..."

  Zhao Guoqiao looked at Han Lingshan, who was wearing a brocade suit and playing with a huge night jewel in his hand, said: "Tongguan people, a safe home. I also organized the people in the city to form a guard team and patrolled Tongguan all day.

   also opened the merchant channel from Guanzhong to Henan, and allowed Henan refugees to enter Guanzhong through Tongguan. However, the prosperity you said did not come as expected. "

  Han Lingshan smiled and said: "The people are suspicious and timid. You have to give them time to test, and it will be better gradually."

  Zhao Guoqiao said: "Okay, what you said about the people makes sense. Then, Zuo Liangyu has already issued a foot ban on his army. They are hiding in the barracks and cannot come out. How should we deal with these soldiers?"

  Han Lingshan took a look at Zhao Guoqiao and said, "If Zuo Liangyu's military order is effective, his subordinates will not be called "bandits" by the Henan people.

  Your top priority is to turn Tongguan into an ordinary city, so that the people can forget the previous evil deeds of this group of people under the condition of protection.

  You did some horrific things before. I think those soldiers who ran out of the barracks did not dare to go too far. "

   "I did everything, what are you doing?"

  Han Lingshan threw Ye Mingzhu in his hand and said: "I have got some entanglements, I want to go to the capital to see, if possible, I want to go to Liaodong."

  Zhao Guoqiao frowned and said, "What about the things here?"

  Han Lingshan patted Zhao Guoqiao on the shoulder and said: "You are the chief of Tongguan, I am just a clearer, a passerby."

  He is a person who sits up and walks. After sipping the tea on the table, he takes up his baggage and prepares to leave.

  "Your clothes are great." Zhao Guoqiao sighed.

   "This time I want to enter Henan as a rich person. After all, there are many people who are low on the ground."

   "I mean the bandits in Henan are prosperous. They like rich people. I don't want to go to Henan and accidentally eat buns with your meat."

   "I am smarter than you think."

  A string of carriages parked beside the teahouse, Han Lingshan jumped into the carriage and sat on the food carriage in the middle, and said goodbye to Zhao Guoqiao and the others.

   "Hold it!"

  Zhao Guoqiao used his foot to hook a long scabbard against the root of the wall, waved it and threw it to Han Lingshan, saying: "We can die in battle, not humiliation!"

Han Lingshan steadily caught the long knife and laughed: "The world is so big, I am free to travel with Han Lingshan, tell the college, keep my bedroom, after I walk through every inch of land in Daming, I will I came back to tell the younger brothers and sisters about my experience.

gone! "

  The wagon wheel slowly turned, and Han Lingshan sat on the sack in a brocade suit, looking forward, as if he was full of longing for the new journey to come.

  A whole kiln Yaozhou porcelain was removed piece by piece from the mouth of the kiln by the kiln workers, and some were put on the shelves, and the defective or broken ones would be discarded and smashed by the kiln workers.

   Yun Zhao fiddled with a celadon backflow pot in his hand. This porcelain was flawless. Although the cyan glaze on the surface was not covered, the color from the body to the mouth to the bottom of the pot gradually changed from turquoise green to light milky white.

  The large peony pattern that Guanzhong people like most on the top, which means wealth and honor, is a rare treasure no matter how you hold it in your hand.

  The most amazing thing about this pot is that when you pour water into the pot, you need to pour it from the bottom of the pot, and then turn the pot upside down after you fill it with water. The water does not leak and it is used normally.

  In Yun Zhao's eyes, this is an extremely stupid and tasteless idea...For this idea, a pot has to go through three processes, not to mention the cumbersome process, but also requires the most skilled craftsman to make it.

  Yun Zhao felt that in the hands of the literati of the Ming Dynasty, this pot should be loved, but in the eyes of Europeans, they may not appreciate this kind of pot.

  So, he put down the pot, and picked up the celadon that was made by Tang Ruowang, Luo Yagu and others in the color that Europeans liked.

  Well, it’s very good, not to mention the silly and big, the complicated pattern on it makes people look dizzy. When Yun Zhao saw a goblet, he had great doubts about the aesthetic vision of Tang Ruowang and others.

  Because the column connecting the bottom of the cup and the middle of the top cup is a Roman column!

  Looking at Luo Yagu's contentment, Yun Zhao felt that these guys were deliberate.

  At least, the glassware they make doesn’t have so many ridiculous things.

"Ah, my mighty Lord of Lantian County, look at these delicate patterns. Each of them is full of vitality. If you use it to hold a drink, I think it will restore your youth, just like drinking it. Spring is average."

  "Do you think this thing can sell for a good price in your hometown?"

   "Price, my God, how can you talk about money at this time? This is art, this is a priceless gem."

  "Since you think it is priceless, do you think you can sell a thousand "livres"?" (French currency before 1700 AD, a livre is a pound of silver)

  "Oh, this may not work. A thousand Livres are in France. I am afraid that only the earl, the duke can get it.

  And those nasty vampires will not spend such a large sum of money on a treasure of art. Believe me, they are all vampires. "

  "A hundred livres?"

  Luo Yagu shook his head.

   "Fifty?"

  Luo Yagu continued to shake his head.

   "Ten?"

  Luo Yagu said in embarrassment: "They are vampires, real vampires. If you give them to them, they will be amazed. If you want to buy..."

   Yun Zhao nodded, then dropped the Roman pillar cup in his hand and said, "That is to say, he is worthless to me."

Luo Yagu picked up the broken cup from the waste pile in horror and yelled at Yun Zhao: "All the nobles in this world are the same. You are all vampires, all **** misers. Sooner or later, your disrespect for art will come. Will be laughed at by your children and grandchildren."

   Yun Zhao laughed and said: "You are right. My love for Cannon now surpasses all artworks, and of course, it also includes this one you made.

  You should put all your attention on the research of cannon medicine, instead of doing things that can’t be sold for money.

  Since you say that you respect the contract, then finish the contract quickly, so I can send you back to your wet, gloomy, dirty, ugly, war and Europe that is full of flowers and willow diseases! "

   Luo Yagu said angrily: "We are not slaves!"

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "While I did not make you slaves~www.wuxiahere.com~ I think you should study hard. You have spent more than 10,000 livres on me over the years. You got it for me. But nothing refreshed me.

  My patience has become very poor. "

  Luo Yagu whispered with Tang Ruowang and looked at Yun Zhao together, as if looking at a demon.

  They seem to have lost the courage to talk to Yun Zhao, and they rode back to Yushan.

  Yunyang found himself a huge water cup from the pile of porcelain, hugged it in his arms, and looked at Tang Ruowang, who was going away, and said, “Are you really going to sell these porcelains to Europe?”

   Yun Zhao nodded and said: "This is an attempt. Duoduo found us a Venetian merchant. This person is willing to use his wife, daughter, and son as a pledge to undertake our porcelain business.

  In addition, this guy is also willing to buy and sell for the first time without any cost, only hope that we can send him a group of powerful oriental warriors. "

   Yunyang licked his lips and said, "What is he going to do?"

   Yun Zhao smiled and said: "It's nothing more than the story of the "Count of Monte Cristo" that I told you before.

  However, Duo Duo said that this Italian named Mario seems to be a nobleman, who is full of hatred towards Europe for some reason, and has a high credibility! "