Zhou Yi After entering the door, the bookstore owner has been observing carefully.
The material of the navy blue robe is indistinguishable, the stitching is fine and even, and it looks like a machine-woven fabric. However, it looks natural and comfortable, without the rigidity of mass-made products.
"Such exquisite skills cost a few taels of silver per foot!"
The shopkeeper is well-informed. When he accompanied his boss to Xianjing to purchase new printing machines, he learned that the food and clothing of those Aristocratic Clan disciples and Daoist True Person were made with craftsmanship a hundred years ago.
Only the poor wear machine-woven cloth!
Looking at the hosta on the head and the cloud shoes on the feet, the details can be seen.
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes, came over and bowed. "Daoist Master, do you need a Daoist scripture? Huaiyun True Person manuscript a hundred years ago!"
"Take it and take a look."
Zhou Yi Divine Sense I have scanned all the history books and have a general understanding of the changes in the past one hundred and sixty years. However, the records in the history books are broad, and you need to experience them to know the details.
The shopkeeper took out the exquisite wooden box from under the counter and opened it to reveal a thread-bound book, "Zhang Huaiyun's Elixir Refinement Commentary".
"Alchemy?"
Zhou Yi was quite surprised. He took out the book and looked through it. His face turned gloomy after turning the page.
The shopkeeper didn't know why, so he said tentatively, "Daoist Priest, is there something wrong with this book?"
"There's nothing wrong with the book, but what about the content... hum!"
Zhou Yi found out clearly when he got it that the ink on the paper was a hundred years old and it was indeed an authentic antique.
What is recorded in the scriptures is not Daoist scriptures, nor is it about the method of refining alchemy and refining weapons, but it describes the composition of yin, yang and the five elements of all things in the world, and how they interact to create gunpowder, glass, lime, etc.
On the last page of the book, True Person named Zhang Huaiyun points out that most of the methods of refining weapons and alchemy in the Daoist Scriptures belong to the fantasy of immortality Path of Immortality by Daoist sages.
He also warned future generations of disciples not to be stubborn and stick to the rules, but to recognize their mistakes and correct them in order for Daoism to prosper!
"Nie Zhan, this guy has completely disgraced the Patriarch!"
Zhou Yi asked with a dark face, "What is the status of this Zhang Huaiyun in the Daoist sect?"
The shopkeeper said, "Zhang True Person is the only recognized Daoist sage since the founding of the great Zhou Li country. After his emergence, the imperial court canonized Enlightened and Profound Dao Lord of Universal Salvation and received the incense and incense of all Daoist sects!"
Zhou Yi sighed helplessly, never expecting that the popularity of machines would have such an impact.
"How much does this book cost?"
"This book is a treasure of the owner and should not be sold."
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Since the Daoist master likes it, I will return it to the old master and return it to the Daoist sect. It only costs five hundred taels!"
Zhou Yi took out his sleeves and took out a large gold ingot from his fist to pay the bill.
The shopkeeper's eyes widened, he saw the handmade clothes, the gold ingots, and the strength of his hands to hold the gold. He couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything about checking the quality or over-proportioning.
These strong men who follow the ancient etiquette of a hundred years ago are incompatible with today's situation. At least they are displeased, and at worst they fight!
Zhou Yi put away the books, walked out of the bookstore and looked up at the sky again. Who would have thought that a mere hundred years of ordinary life would have changed its appearance.
Black smoke is just a symptom, changes in people's hearts are the essence!
"Fortunately, after I refined Kunlun Grotto-Heaven, I can practice in the ordinary world. Otherwise, after hundreds of years of seclusion, I would have turned into an ignorant ancient!"
Xianjing.
Emperor Taishi named the capital after Kunlun Grotto-Heaven.
Zhu Kang called himself the junior brother of Emperor Taishi, and practiced at Kunlun Mountain, so he continued to use his old name after the founding of the country.
Zhou Yi Before entering the capital, he first saw several large chimneys, with black smoke popping out.
The mottled gray city wall was still built by Daqian hundreds of years ago. At that time, the monks used magic techniques to cut the rocks and strengthen them. It is still in use today and is still the most important protective force in the capital.
Black iron cannons stretched out from the arrow stacks. The soldiers on duty wore iron armor and carried steel knives and fire guns at their waists.
Enter the city gate.
The street is more than ten feet wide, with shops lined up on the left and right, and a constant flow of cars, horses and pedestrians.
Zhou Yi has excellent eyesight, and saw a huge pendulum in the distance, standing at the end of the street, glowing with the luster of steel under the sunlight.
"Daoist Master, please show Daoist Certificate."
The middle-aged man who spoke was wearing a navy blue shorts, black trousers and a turban on his head.
"Where can I buy a house?"
Zhou Yi opened his hand, but it was empty without any objects. In the man's eyes, his impression of Daoist Certificate appeared.
The man pushed up his glasses and saw clearly the White Cloud Temple True Person seal, and his tone became more respectful. "The dental shop is at No. 12, Kunlun Street."
Zhou Yi refused to be led by the man, asked for directions, and walked leisurely on the street.
The capital was the center of change and was much more advanced than the cities in northern Xinjiang, as evidenced by the more and larger chimneys and the soot floating in the air like mist.
Chimney, pendulum, subordinate staff, tooth row...
Weird and harmonious integration into one scene.
Zhou Yi walked into the shop with the copper coin sign and saw a counter that was half a person high. Since there were no seats, I could only squat down. Some people were depositing gold and silver dollars into bills, or exchanging them vice versa.
After observing for a moment, he took out the silver ingot and kneaded it gently to form a new standard silver coin.
The portrait engraved on the front of the silver coin is not the emperor, but a Daoist priest sitting cross-legged in meditation. The reverse side is engraved with high mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, and has a beautiful design.
Kunlun Street.
The main road that runs through the capital and leads directly to the palace is more than twenty feet wide, perfectly continuing the principle that big is beautiful and more is good.
A number thirteen.
The dental shop has not changed much from the past, and may still abide by some old rules passed down from ancient times. However, listening to the jingling of the clock, one wonders how long the industry inheritance can last.
Zhou Yi As soon as he entered the door, his clothes fell into the eyes of the middle-aged Yaman. He immediately handed the guest in his hand to his apprentice and came over to ask respectfully.
"I don't know what I need to buy?"
Zhou Yi said, "A shop."
"Daoist Master, please come to the box to discuss in detail."
Yaren bowed and led the way. Dazhou has worshiped Daoism since Grand Ancestor to this day. In addition, Daoists are so wealthy that they deserve respect in the eyes of ordinary people.
The private room is decorated in an antique style, with mahogany tables and chairs, landscape paintings, and the green smoke of sandalwood.
The two parties sat down, and Yaren asked, "Daoist Priest, what price do you want for a house?"
"Ningde Ward, the price doesn't matter."
Zhou Yi Storage Bag Most of them are gold and silver jewelry. If you take them out at any time, they will be hundreds of thousands of years old antiques. As long as you live long enough, the bottles and jars that cost a few pennies back then are worth as much as gold.
After receiving the catalog from Yaren, I checked each store and chose a place closer to my former residence with a price of 25,000 taels.
An hour later.
The Yamen established a written document, changed the name of the head of the household, and received both money and goods.
Zhou Yi discovered that White Cloud Temple's identity as a Daoist priest was quite useful in Da Zhou, saving him troubles such as queuing up.
So he turned the false into the real and created Daoist Certificate. His identity was that he had been practicing in the mountains with his master for a long time and had just entered the mortal world to experience.
He cast another illusion and got the household registration ticket from the Yamen.
Ningde Ward.
patio.
Zhou Yi Pinch off the rusted iron lock and push the door open to see dust and fallen leaves everywhere. The walls are peeling off. The main house and the east wing have collapsed.
"Pindao's former residence for thousands of years has gone through four dynasties, but no one has occupied it."
"It seems that some mortal old friends still have inheritance!"