It was the Spring Festival in the eighth year of Zhenguan's reign.
According to the custom, people needed to stay up all night on New Year's Eve. The villagers of the Mo Family didn't feel sleepy at all and came out to visit their relatives and friends.
At the entrance of the Mo Family Village, four-wheeled carriages were neatly arranged.
In the carriages, the brides who had just married into the Mo Family Village were extremely excited. They had made an appointment to go to Chang 'an today, which was a special benefit for newlyweds.
"Chang 'an City is very lively every Spring Festival. Today, Chang' an City is full of people. Let's go directly to the Vermilion Bird Avenue from the South City Gate. That is the busiest street in Chang 'an City." Yu Er was driving the carriage and said proudly to his wife.
Yu Er immediately looked forward to it. She had only heard about the bustling Chang 'an City from others. Now that she could finally go there in person, her mood was naturally different.
"Let's go to the Vermilion Bird Avenue first, the East Market in the morning, the West Market in the afternoon, and have lunch at Yu Zhuangyuan's Restaurant. Today, Yu Zhuangyuan's Restaurant is dedicated to you! "Yu Er introduced in detail.
Yu Er said proudly, "What's wrong with that? It's not like I haven't eaten your cooking before."
"Of course!" Yu Er said dotingly.
"Yu Er, look, that's our young master! Is he going to Chang 'an City too? " Yu Er suddenly saw Meton's figure appear behind them. She pushed Yu Er's broad back and whispered.
Yu Er nodded and said, "Today is the Spring Festival. Some people in Chang 'an City can't be separated from our young master."
In the carriage behind, Meton asked Uncle Fu, "Have the gifts for each family been prepared?"
"Young master, don't worry! The gifts for Chang 'an City were set out yesterday. I believe that Master Mo has sent them to each mansion. "Uncle Fu said.
In the past Spring Festival, there was no one in the Mo Family Village. Naturally, there was no relationship with other mansions. However, since Meton had moved into the Mo Family Village in Chang 'an City, the relationship between Meton and his father must be strengthened. In addition, many people in the imperial court had helped the Mo Family a lot, so it was a good opportunity to return the favor.
"I believe that the gifts from the Mo Family Village this time will definitely satisfy everyone." Meton thought to himself complacently.
This time, the main gift of the Mo Family's Village was glasses. Those who were old received reading glasses, those who were short-sighted received myopia glasses, and those who were young and vigorous received sunglasses. In addition, there were several boxes of collector's edition Qianchou, which were all local specialties of the Mo Family's Village.
"Let's go!"
Meton waved goodbye to Li Yi and the others who were sending him off. Then, the long fleet of carriages of the Mo Family sped towards Chang 'an City.
Looking at the village that was getting farther and farther away, Meton sighed in his heart. This used to be his most intimate place, but now he could only stay here for one or two days before he had to return to Chang 'an.
When the convoy of Village Mo's Village entered Chang 'an City, the newlyweds of Village Mo's Village couldn't help but look at the magnificent city walls and the bustling streets curiously.
On the Vermilion Bird Avenue, there was a hubbub of voices. The people of Chang 'an City, who had been busy for a year, came to the streets to welcome the arrival of the new year. The Taoist temples were full of incense, and people were scrambling to pray for good fortune in the new year.
"Good luck!" On the street, people were constantly congratulating each other.
When the long fleet of carriages of the Mo Family's Village passed by, everyone suddenly paused, and then a louder discussion came.
"Speaking of fortune, the Mo Family's Village is the most prosperous!"
"There are thousands of families in the Mo Family's Village, and all of them are of superior quality. Who would have thought that the Mo Family's Village is a place of good Feng Shui?"
"They have earned so much money in a year. Let alone a place of good Feng Shui, even a place of good Feng Shui can be considered a treasure basin."
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Looking at the long fleet of carriages of the Mo Family's Village, the people of Chang 'an City were all envious and regretting that they were not born in the Mo Family's Village.
It was not that the news of the meeting of the Mo Family's Village spread to Chang 'an City, but that Meton didn't intend to keep it a secret at all. He directly published the financial statement of the Mo Family's Village on Mo Magazine in advance, and released it publicly in Chang' an City on the Spring Festival day.
Once it was released, it immediately caused an uproar in Chang 'an City. No one expected that the Mo Family's Village could earn so much money in a year.
"What's the use of having a prosperous fortune? No matter how prosperous it is, it can't be compared to Mo Jiazi's spending! Mo Jiazi is such a spendthrift. Not only has he spent so much money, but he still owes tens of thousands of strings of coins after including the deposit. " A middle-aged man dressed like a landlord in brocade looked at the Mo Magazine in his hand, and his heart was bleeding. It was even more painful than spending his money.
The faces of the people around also twitched. There were not many rich people in Chang 'an City, and the Mo Family's Village had spent so much money, but they still owed tens of thousands of strings of coins. It was nothing more than spending money.
A Confucian scholar sighed to the sky and said bitterly, "Last year, Mo Jiazi once wrote a poem: I was born to be useful, and money will come back after it has been spent. At that time, I thought Mo Jiazi was exaggerating a little for the sake of writing a poem. Now it seems that I was wrong about Mo Jiazi. He has spent more than a thousand strings of coins! "
Hearing this, the people around suddenly looked strange. When they heard the Confucian scholar's words and thought of Mo Jiazi's poem, they suddenly became speechless.
"Tens of thousands of strings of coins is nothing. Xie Qianchou is so popular. Which distributor is willing to give up the distribution right and ask for the deposit back? "A businessman next to the landlord snorted.
Xie Qianchou could be said to be the best-selling wine in the whole Tang dynasty. During the Spring Festival, it could be said that there was no market for it. Now all the influential people in Chang 'an City were proud of drinking Xie Qianchou. The distributors of Guannei Road, Zheng and Qian, had already made a lot of money.
No one doubted this. Not to mention other things, the Mo Family's Village was certainly confident with the bonds of the Ministry of Civil Affairs in hand.
The Mo Family's Village could make money, but Mo Jiazi could spend more and was willing to spend more money. Suddenly, the image of the Mo Family's Village in people's hearts became deeper.
In the carriage, a group of newlyweds of the Mo Family's Village saw the people of Chang 'an City pointing at the team of the Mo Family's Village. From time to time, one or two words of Mo Jiazi and the prodigal came into the carriage. They could not help but laugh secretly.
Yu Er suddenly smiled bitterly. Regarding the reputation of his young master, it seemed that he could not get rid of the label of being a prodigal.
In the carriage, Uncle Fu heard the gossip outside the window and could not help but secretly look at his young master, whose face was dark. He hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Young master, the Mo Family's Village wants to recruit workers. This requirement is a bit high!"
In addition to the thousands of families in the Mo Family's Village and Meton's prodigal behavior, which was discussed by the whole city, what caused a bigger sensation was the recruitment notice of the Mo Family's Village.
The Mo Family's Village not only offered high wages, but also offered medical treatment at half price. What's more, they could let their children go to school for free.
Of course, the requirements of the Mo Family's Village were stricter, especially literacy and numeracy, which was difficult for a large number of people.
"Although there are not many people who can read and count, there are always some who can." Meton's face softened a bit. How could all the scholars in the Tang dynasty become officials? There were always some who could read and count like pearls in the dust of the common people. The Confucian School selected the most elite group, and the rest belonged to the School of Mo.
The Confucian School focused on quality, while the School of Mo focused on quantity. It was still unknown who had the advantage in the end.
"What's more, the School of Mo did not not give those people a chance. The night school in the Mo Family's Village has always been open to them for free. And only when they realized the value of knowledge, Teacher Li could open the school!" Meton said with a hint of cunning.
For the common people, going to school was a waste of money and time. It was more practical to let their children help with the farm work at home as half of the labor force.
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