I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

There is so much snow in Chang'an.

A small boat stopped at the Ruhe Wharf, and a woman and a girl trudged towards Chang'an.

"Mother still wants to go to Aunt Tang?" The unusually outstanding girl stepped on the snow and suddenly said a word from her mouth.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Otherwise?"

"Apart from my sister, we have no other relatives in Chang'an."

The girl sighed: "It's not like you haven't heard the news that His Majesty is fighting with the family now."

"I think you need to be more careful."

The woman pursed her lips, her eyes were a little blurred, and she hesitated for a while: "Then where do we live, there is not much money left."

"Look for a Buddhist temple to stay for a while." The girl said bluntly, "It's also good for my daughter to see how the situation is going during this time."

The woman nodded and held her daughter's hand, feeling warm in her heart.

Her surname is Yang, the Yang from the former Sui Dynasty.Since her husband Samurai Xun died of illness two years ago, the Wu family became more and more willing to bully their mother and daughter.

The eldest daughter is married off.

The young girl did not want to leave the Wu family.

That is, the second girl had her own opinion and persuaded her to leave Jingzhou and accompany her to Chang'an.This is where she lived since she was a child, but since she married the samurai Xun, she has never returned.

"We don't want to get involved, just make a living." Yang shook her daughter's hand again, "After you stabilize, I will find you a good family, and mother will be satisfied."

Wu Jue forced a smile, shook his head, but didn't speak.

She didn't want to marry a man, and then spend her whole life... lonely like her own mother.

When they arrived in Chang'an, before it was completely dark, they went to Daxingshan Temple, and they didn't need to pay any money. As long as they proved themselves as believers, they could live in the meditation room.

Yang went to bed early, and the bumps along the way made her body a little unbearable.

It was difficult for Wu Jue to fall asleep.

The environment of the meditation room is not good, but the quilt is new—this is a new cotton quilt bought by Daxingshan Temple.

Fortunately, it was cold winter, so I didn't see many bugs crawling around.

Of course, these are not the reasons for her difficulty sleeping.She is not a delicate person, such an environment is already very good, at least she doesn't have to suffer from the cold.

She is at a loss.

I don't know what to do in the future.

From Jingzhou to Chang'an, Yang seems to have escaped from a net, but Wu Jue felt that she just struggled out of the first net, and then threw herself into the second net.

It wasn't until late at night that she fell asleep in a daze. Before she had a good night's sleep, she was called up.

Help the monks clean the yard - if you want to live without paying, you have to help do what you can.After sweeping the huge monastery, Wu Jue and Yang ate a vegetarian meal.

Yang went back to the house to worship the Buddha.

Wu Jue rubbed his hands together and walked out of the temple.When cleaning in the morning, she asked the young monk for some news, and tentatively had a rough understanding of the current situation in Chang'an.

Cloth?
After standing at the gate of the temple for a while, she raised her foot and walked towards Dongshi.

The news that caught her heart the most was the recent sale of cloth in Chang'an City. Apart from Yin Xuan, those aristocratic families were also selling cloth.It's just different from Yin Xuan looking for a ready-made cloth shop, the aristocratic family opened two cloth shops by themselves.

It's not a big deal.

At least for Yin Xuan and those aristocratic families, it's not a big deal.

But Wu Jue felt that she could see from this incident what the situation between the family and Yin Xuan was like.

After running for a whole day, when Wu Jue returned to the monastery, it was already dark.

Yang left her a few pancakes: "You child, where have you been all day?"

"I went to see some things." Wu Jue smiled sweetly, and spread the two cloths he bought from his arms on the table.

Seeing these two pieces of cloth, Yang's face froze slightly, and he had some bad thoughts: "It's really impossible, even if I go to my sister's, it doesn't have to be like this..."

She felt a little guilty, if she was more capable, she wouldn't let her daughter have such thoughts.

Wu Jue was keenly aware of his mother's thoughts, shook his head, but did not explain.

My own mother is such a person. During these years in the Wu family, she has developed the habit of being worried.

Sitting at the table, while eating, Wu Jue remembered what he saw today.

The price of the cloth shop opened by the family is the same as that of other cloth shops. A piece of cloth only sells for 550 Wen, but there are no such things as cotton quilts.

But people in Chang'an City are willing to go to other cloth houses to buy cloth.When Wu Jue passed away, the cloth shop opened by his family was empty.

In addition to cloth, only the guy who receives the guests is left.

The people in Chang'an City would rather wait for a few days than buy the cloth sold by the aristocratic family.

This is not discrimination.

Wu Jue picked up two pieces of cloth and pondered them in his hands. Although both said they were made of cotton, the texture was very different.

The cotton sold by the family is of lower quality, and it also has an obvious cheap and brittle feeling. It seems to be coated with a layer of wax, and there is an indescribable sour smell.

But these things are not at all visible on the fabric produced by Yin Xuan, the hand feels soft, and there is no such cheap feeling, as for the thing that Wu Jue thinks is like "wax", there is no such thing.

For the same price, who wouldn't want to use something better?

The family is doomed.

Wu Jue exhaled, fetched another basin of water, and soaked the two pieces of cloth in it.Perhaps the aristocratic family was a little sloppy, and the county uncle Yin did some tricks, which resulted in such a big difference in the cloth that was also made of cotton.

But... as soon as she did this, the gap between the two pieces of cloth was highlighted again.

The cotton cloth produced by Yinxuan Textile Factory, as soon as it enters the water basin, it seems to be melted, and it is full of water.

But the piece of cloth produced by the aristocratic family absorbed water reluctantly and reluctantly.

After rubbing it a few times, the cloth from Yinxuan Textile Factory was still soft, but the cloth from the Aristocratic Family felt a little hardened.Wu Jue kept the soft piece of cloth, and as for the one produced by the aristocratic family, after thinking about it, he still kept it.

Although it is not qualified as a rag.

But after all, it was bought with money, let’s make do with it, and now I don’t have so much money to waste.

She even began to wonder, is the cloth of the family really made of cotton?How can the difference be so big.

Yang stared at her daughter for a while, not knowing what she was doing with these things, but seeing her serious expression, she didn't dare to disturb her.

Until Wu Jue was in a daze, she turned her head to look at her mother: "Mother, I plan to go to Tongfu Restaurant in the next few days and ask that county uncle Yin for an errand."