The days when I purchased goods in the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 20 I'm Careless
"What is this wine bottle made of? Could it be obsidian, its quality is very transparent, and it is not agate."

Holding a bottle of Changyu Dry Red whose label had been torn off, Wang Bei couldn't find him. He turned over and over to study the bottle, and even lost his eagerness to taste a good wine all morning.

He stared at Ye Xun pitifully, his eyes full of curiosity.

"It's strange, it's really strange. It's really something I've never seen before. Can Brother Ye explain something to me? Otherwise, I really can't eat, and I can't sleep well."

Ye Xun had goose bumps all over his body.

Not for anything else, just Wang Bei's expression, can't help but remind people of the bearded Zhang Fei's good brother.
"Actually, it's not a great material, it's just glass." Ye Xun held up another bottle of white wine and showed the bottom of the bottle: "It's hand-blown, and finally gathered at the bottom to shape it."

Wang Bei opened his mouth, his eyes staring like copper bells: "It's nothing more than glass?!"

The next moment, the "little master" of the pawn shop almost knelt down: "Dare to ask which royal family and noble brother Ye is, I don't know Taishan!"

In today's era, although the colored glaze is not only used by the emperor's relatives, at least it is also used by high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Ordinary people can't afford it, even if they have money, they may not dare to buy it. Like kilns and kilns, utensils specially used by high-ranking officials and gentry, even if they are defective, must be destroyed in a centralized manner. If they are smashed or burned, they will not be used by ordinary people. If you are a commoner, you will break the law. If it is serious, you may lose your head .

"No, no, Brother Wang!" Ye Xun hurriedly supported the mustache who was already in his fifties, feeling regretful in his heart.

Careless.

His mind was running so fast that Ye Xun had to improvise a set of words: "This thing is actually made by myself, and I only burned a few of them. If there are more, my family doesn't have the ability. If you want to talk about family property. There are indeed some, but it is far from what you said, if Brother Wang is concerned, you can store the wine, and I will take the bottle with you."

"This..." Wang Bei obviously hesitated.

He is a pawnbroker, and he handles almost all valuables every day. As a rare collector in the contemporary era, he can withstand the temptation of uniforms, but how can he resist the temptation of a piece of ingenious and exquisite glazed product?
Of course, during the Song Dynasty, there seemed to be no uniform temptation.

Before Ye Xun came, Wang Bei never expected that the other party would give him two such important gifts.

"It's too precious, Brother Ye, Wang is really."

"Brother Wang, you and I hit it off right away. I don't have any other good things that I can afford. How about this? You can accept the things with confidence. From now on, let me taste the sweetness in the wine trade. What do you think, Brother Wang?"

"Very good, so good!" Wang Bei agreed without thinking, as if he had expected Ye Xun to say this, and he had actually made a decision at the very beginning.

The extremely quick reversal directly sent Ye Xun into the pit, and he was stunned on the spot.

Oh shit, careless again.
But that's good too, Wang Bei couldn't help but say in the settlement of the day, he paid Ye Xun an extra 200 yuan, which was a bit of a surprise.

"Brother Ye, how about having a drink here tonight, I will go to the restaurant to order some side dishes later." Wang Bei excitedly extended the invitation.

Ye Xun smiled, waved his hands and said, "I still have important things to do today, so I'll treat you to a drink another day. By the way, let me introduce to you how to drink these two bottles of wine. Both bottles are made of grapes. Stuffed, the red bottle is more suitable for drinking with red vegetables, such as braised dishes, the taste of golden yellow is sweeter, it is suitable for drinking when the dishes are light, but after all, drinking is a pleasure, as long as you drink happily, you don’t have to Stick to those rules."

Wang Bei listened very carefully, and almost put out a pen and paper to record. After listening, he clapped his hands in admiration: "Brother Ye is indeed an expert, and he can give people a refreshing experience as soon as he makes a move! Then I won't be able to force you to stay here Now, I will keep these two bottles of good wine, and we will have a toast together when Brother Ye comes some other day!"

The words were very beautiful, and after sending Ye Xun back to the shop, Wang Bei's smile suddenly collapsed—it wasn't because he could hold back his greed, but because he had secretly researched it a long time ago. The small cork on the mouth of the wine bottle was so tight that he didn't know how to open it at all.

I can't pull it out when I pull it up, and I dare not push it down, unless the bottle mouth is cut, how is that possible?

Wu Sanniang's condition is already very stable. If there are no accidents, she will be able to leave the hospital in one day at most, and the twice-daily tranquilizers have also stopped. Now Ye Xun only needs to go to see the situation later.

With money in his pocket and the burden off his shoulders, Ye Xun felt a burst of relief.

On the way to the medical center, I was not in such a hurry as in the past, but I could take a stroll in the market by the way.

In the late autumn afternoon, the sun is just right.

There are golden spots scattered everywhere in the eyes, and the falling dead leaves from time to time and the endless stream of people seem to enter each other's world. It seems that they are extraordinarily harmonious, forming a warm picture.

After stopping to watch for a while, Ye Xun couldn't help grinning.

It turns out that the change of mood really makes people see a different world. Just a few days ago, the same scene gave him only a feeling of bleakness, but now it has turned into warmth.

"Selling sugar balls, delicious and sweet sugar balls! Come to string sugar balls, fresh!"

The peddler carrying a long handle walked up to Ye Xun, and at a glance he saw that this was a master who could spend money, so he stopped and asked in a flattering manner.

Returning to his thoughts, Ye Xun was a little surprised by the strings of sugar balls stuck on wooden sticks. He didn't expect that there would be candied haws in the Northern Song Dynasty.

What's even more strange is that it's already late autumn at this time, so why are there still fruits?
"How did you sell it?"

"A bunch of two pennies, wait a moment, the guest officer, I'll pick the biggest one for you!" Another order was made, and the peddler was very happy, carefully looking left and right among more than ten bunches of candied haws. Really picked out the biggest of the bunch.

Two cents is not cheap, the rice that Wang Bei received from him was less than two cents a catty, even if there was some difference in price, the price of this bunch of candied haws was almost enough to exchange for a catty of rice.

Yesterday Ye Xunjue was forced to turn around and leave, but today is different.

Boss Ye, who is rich and powerful, decided to reward himself today.

Handing over two iron plates, he took the candied haws for a moment and glanced at them. The fruit inside seemed to be black, and the layer of rock sugar outside was also very thin.

With a light bite, the sugar coating on the outside of the fruit is broken, and it is sweet.

After chewing it carefully a few more times, he realized that the sugar-coated longan was actually dried longan. No wonder it could survive the winter, and the taste was better than expected.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

"Are there many people selling this candy ball?" Ye Xun pondered for a while, and stopped the peddler who was about to leave.

"Returning to the official, there really isn't one." The peddler scratched his forehead and said shyly, "This is the way I think about eating myself. It's the only one in the town. I just sold it for a few days. .”

It turned out to be so.
Ye Xunle, this is a mistake, met the founder of Tanghulu?

(End of this chapter)