Chapter 147 Here comes the nobleman

  Auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year!

  Shangyang City ushered in a heavy snowfall.

   This is the first heavy snowfall in Shangyang City after the Xin Dynasty.

  The new dynasty has only been established for a few years, and the emperor is sympathetic to the people, and the taxes are extremely low, which makes the people have a lot of surplus food in their families, especially a notice posted by the government not long ago.

  Where it snows, the agricultural tax is exempted.

  This news made the common people cheer, so even in the bitterly cold winter, there are many pedestrians on the street who are busy buying new year's goods.

  Children in twos and threes shuttled through the streets, playing and playing with candied haws.

  The end of the year is approaching, and homes with conditions have started to hang up red lanterns. When Lin Ye woke up early in the morning, he saw that the gate of his house and the beams of the front and rear yards were hung up.

   Xu Bo was holding a red lantern, and a young man was carrying a wooden ladder. Seeing Lin Ye, the two stopped.

   "My lord is awake?"

   "Yes, Brother Zhen is also here."

   "Master, how can you call him that, it's out of order."

   "What's wrong with it, brother Zhen is a few years older than me, so it's normal to call him brother."

  Lin Ye smiled and looked at the shy man.

  The young man is the son of Uncle Xu. He is twenty-five years old this year. At this age, he may be just starting to struggle, but in ancient times, he had already started a family and started a business.

  Uncle Xu had such a son. Aunt Ge had told him about a marriage three years ago. The woman was the daughter of a blacksmith shop in the city. Lin Ye had even wrapped a big red envelope for him.

   As a result, Uncle Xu brought the newlyweds to come to thank him the next day. Seeing that two people who were about his own age were about to kneel down and kowtow to him to offer tea to him, he hurriedly stopped him, which felt very awkward.

  Early before Xu Zhen married his wife, Lin Ye hinted to Uncle Xu that if the family was too busy with fewer people, he could hire a few more people, but Uncle Xu refused.

  Using Xu Bo’s words, I have done very little work with such a high salary.

  Lin Ye could only go with Xu Bo in the end.

  Seeing Uncle Xu's son, I don't know why Lin Ye's mind is full of the young master Yu Runtu, probably because he has read too many works by Mr. Lu Xun.

  "

  Xu Bo explained the situation: "Just after the snow fell, many dead branches of trees were broken, so I brought him to help clean up these dead branches."

   "Is the blacksmith busy?"

  Lin Ye knew that Xu Zhen learned to forge iron from his father-in-law at the blacksmith's shop.

  Xu Zhen replied shyly: "The New Year is coming soon, my father-in-law has already turned off the stove, and the stove will not be turned on until the fifteenth."

   "Turn off the furnace?" Lin Ye was a little curious, and asked, "Didn't you say that the furnace in the blacksmith shop cannot be extinguished?"

  Lin Ye also knew the tradition of the blacksmith shop. No matter whether there was work or not, the fire could never be extinguished. It was very unlucky if the fire went out.

   "My father-in-law paid homage to the patriarch and even held a fire-off banquet, so it's okay." Xu Zhen explained.

   "Fire-off banquet?"

   "It is to invite people who have bought iron tools in the shop to have a banquet, and then each guest pours a ladle of water into the stove, and turns off the stove, so that the ancestor will not blame him."

   "There is still such an operation, it must be very lively."

   "Well, my father-in-law set up a full ten tables to thank everyone for their support for the shop's business this year. If the young master wants to watch the excitement, it will be even more lively after the opening banquet on the fifteenth day."

  Lin Ye: ...

  He suddenly had a feeling that the chat really turned into a chat between the young master and Runtu.

   After chatting with Xu's father and son, Lin Ye decided not to return to the real world in a hurry, but decided to go for a walk.

  Compared with the modern snow scene, this ancient snow sky is quite interesting.

  Wearing a purple fur cloak, Lin Ye was walking on the snowy street, but he saw an acquaintance.

   "Bootou Yang, why are you coming out to sweep the snow yourself?"

   "It's Mr. Lin."

  Yang Butou, who was wearing a felt hat, looked up and saw Lin Ye dressed as a nobleman, and he was amazed in his heart. These years have passed, and Mr. Lin has not changed at all.

In the past few years, the whole city has known Mr. Lin, the most beautiful man in Shangyang City, and the lovers of many young girls in the city. Among them, there are also official media who come to match the daughters of officials in the city and the daughters of wealthy families. But they were all rejected by Mr. Lin.

   I don't know what kind of fairy should be worthy of Mr. Lin.

   "Mr. Lin, you are not an outsider, so I will tell you a piece of news. It is said that a big man is coming to our county recently. The county magistrate ordered all our policemen to go out and clean the streets."

   "Big shot?"

"Yeah, it's said that it has something to do with our Shangyang City. Anyway, I don't know which nobleman it is. It's only been a few years since the new dynasty. I can still know the name of the adults in the county. After leaving Canglan County, all I don’t know. Anyway, the county magistrate ordered us to do so, lest the nobleman come, and if the snow blocks the way, it would be a serious crime.”

   "Yang Baotou, then your way of sweeping the road is wrong. You only show up, and the snow in front of this person's house has not been swept. When the nobleman comes, he probably won't be happy to see it."

   "It seems to be the case, but you want us to quickly clear the snow in front of these people's houses?"

  Catcher Yang is a little embarrassed, although the catcher is not an official, he is still an official, and he can't let go of his figure.

"If you want me to see, you should make a suggestion to the county magistrate, ask the county magistrate to pay the money, and then let the common people clean up by themselves, let the common people sweep the snow on the streets, if the nobles come to see the common people doing so enthusiastically, absolutely stronger than it is now.”

  Yang Butou has a thoughtful look on his face. Although he has never been an official, he also knows that officials like the county magistrate like to watch this kind of scene the most.

  It's called... what is it called Haiyan Heqing, the people live and work in peace and contentment.

   "It was Mr. Lin who reminded me. I'm going to advise the county magistrate. Mr. Lin can go to the Yamen to drink tea when he is free. I just got a pot of good tea recently."

   "It's not auspicious to go to the Yamen to drink tea."

  When Lin Ye saw Yang Butou's puzzled eyes, he remembered that people in another world didn't know about drinking tea.

   "It's better to wait for Butou Yang to be free, and I will be the host, the old place."

   "Okay, Mr. Lin is rich."

Catcher Yang wasn't polite to Lin Ye either. He knew that Lin Ye was rich. The whole Shangyang City knew that Mr. Lin was rich, not to mention his generous spending. As for Mr. Lin's housekeeper, Uncle Xu, he was paid a monthly fee. It is several times higher than his headhunting.

  If it weren't for some oil and water, he would have the cheek to tell Mr. Lin that there is no shortage of housekeepers in the family.

   Just when Lin Ye was about to leave, he saw a group of Yamen policemen hurriedly approaching, surrounded by a man in official uniform.

   "My lord is here, come and meet me quickly."

The man in official uniform walked past Yang Butou without stopping. After leaving this sentence, he hurried on. After Yang Butou gave Lin Ye an apologetic look, he quickly followed. When he left, his curiosity was aroused all of a sudden.

  Shangyang County is such a small place, what noble people can come here?

  (end of this chapter)