"I'll teach you if you can get another edition of this collection of poems."
"Okay!" Liang Mo rolled up his sleeves and went to the backyard.
Xu Jiang waited for the vendor to feed her breakfast. Halfway through her meal, she fell asleep on the table.
When Lou Yunchun arrived and saw this scene, he immediately frowned.
"Ajahn, wake up."
Xu Jiang was still holding a piece of cake in her hand. When he called her, she squinted her eyes and took a bite. Halfway through her chewing, she recognized his voice and became a little more sober.
"You're here?"
"Why are you so sleepy?"
"Spring sleepiness, spring sleepiness." Xu Jiang didn't dare to say that she was studying by lamplight. She cheered herself up, finished the cake in two bites, and then went to wash her face before she was completely awake.
Lou Yunchun went to the backyard to watch Liang Mo check the board. After Xu Jiang had finished packing and had explained the affairs of the shop to Liang Mo, they each rode a donkey or a horse, crossed most of the capital, and left the city through Chunjing Gate, heading towards Dongshan.
After a night of rain, the clouds wept, and the sky cleared up, becoming as bright and clear as a mirror. After leaving the city, Xu Jiang felt like letting loose, so she patted her donkey's butt, gave a light shout, and broke into a run.
Lou Yunchun whipped his horse and followed, and the two of them enjoyed themselves to the fullest.
Dongshan is not just one mountain, but a group of mountains. The north of a mountain and the south of a river are called Yin. The Yin of Dongshan refers to the peaks to the north of Dongshan. Beneath the peaks runs a stream, splashing and flowing southward.
During the Qingming Festival, princes, nobles, common people, scholars, peddlers and porters all drove their carriages and horses to gather here, either to have fun and feast with friends, or to go for an outing and climb mountains, or to have elegant conversations, or to do business.
Xu Jiang raced all the way to the foot of the mountain, then pulled the reins and landed. The stubborn donkey was panting heavily, having enjoyed itself. Lou Yunchun followed closely behind, sighed deeply, and dismounted.
The two smiled at each other.
At this time, many tourists, carriages and horses had gathered at the foot of the mountain. The people at the horse farm had set up a stable early to look after the horses for the tourists. One horse was provided with water and feed, which cost thirty cents in total, and the carriage was charged an additional ten cents.
This price is not cheap for ordinary people, but ordinary people cannot afford to buy horses, and usually use donkeys or cows.
After being in the capital for so long, Xu Jiang had only seen horses in Cao Shu's family among ordinary people. They had only bought them at great expense to pull materials, and they were usually very well-cared for.
It was only after Hu Xu achieved the top spot in the imperial examination that he was gifted a horse by the emperor, the very one he rode in the parade. The horse was a prestigious one, a gift from the emperor, and when he took it home, he was treated to the finest food and drink, living a life better than a human's.
Besides, the redemption money for Ma Twelve was less than half of that for a sick horse. This shows how expensive a good horse is.
People who can ride a horse don't care about these few dozen coins, such as the wealthy Mr. Lou.
Lou Yunchun went to send his horse and wanted to send the stubborn donkey as well, as the donkey only cost twenty coins. However, Xu Jiang thought it unnecessary, and the stubborn donkey refused to go into the stable, so he gave up.
"Why are you so sensible this time? You know how to save money for me." Xu Jiang patted the donkey's head approvingly, and then asked the stable manager for a basket of hay as a reward.
The stubborn donkey took two bites and spat out in disgust.
Xu Jiang raised his eyebrows and raised his hand towards its butt.
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