Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 16
A group of people swam into the West Market in a mighty way. Once they entered this place, Yang Xiaoran felt a little dazzled.

Needless to say, there are many shops, blacksmith shop, rouge shop, tea shop, tavern, dim sum shop, there are many kinds, and there are a lot of people.Naturally, this is not a strange sight in the 21st century, but it had a huge impact on people in the Tang Dynasty more than 1000 years ago.

Yang Xiaoran felt that it was the right time for him to come to the West Market. If he had listened to Cheng Chuliang's words, he would not have seen such a prosperous scene in the East Market.

Compared with the East Market, the West Market is more civilian and international.Unlike the East Market, which is a gathering place for dignitaries, and the items sold are all luxury goods, how can it be as down-to-earth as the West Market?
Yang Xiao was an ordinary citizen in his later life. When he came to the Great Tang, he instinctively wanted to get closer to the ordinary people of this era. Isn't it a great pleasure to understand the life of the common people in the Tang Dynasty?

To be honest, she likes the atmosphere here more than the magnificent Duke's Mansion.

The people here seem so kind. Walking in this street, she can better touch Tang Ren's spiritual world.

Since I can't go back, let's start being a Tang person from today.

"Little sister, fish and dragons are mixed here, so be careful."

Cheng Chuliang tightly held Yang Xiaoran's little hand, his eyes kept looking. To be honest, he suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to bring his little sister to West Market.

My old lady sees Amei as if she is her own eyeball, what is going wrong, and she has to be peeled off?
Especially when he found that his little sister was far from being as quiet and well-behaved as in the mansion, and she was looking around, he regretted it even more.

"Second brother, with so many servants following you, what are you afraid of?"

Yang Xiaoran shook off Cheng Chuliang's hand as he spoke, and happily walked towards a pastry shop.Although the food in the Duke's Mansion is exquisite, it is difficult for her to enter the mouth of a person in the 21st century. The street snacks are still the most satisfying, and the changes have hardly changed over the millennium. Sesame, the smell when it comes out of the oven makes people's index fingers move.

Sesame fried pancakes are also a popular food in later generations, and common people often eat them. Now that you have come to Datang, how can you not come and experience it?
Fortunately, when she came to Datang, she possessed a little baby, and the person who adopted her was a Taoist priest, with a bland taste, eating only vegetables, and she got used to it after a few years of boiling water.

Otherwise, with the mouths of people in the 21st century covered with various spices, it is estimated that it would be difficult to eat the exquisite food in the Duke's Mansion.

After all, the cooking technology of this era is still very backward, and there is no stir-frying. Cooking food is mainly roasted, broiled, and cooked, and there are less seasonings. How can it be delicious?Vegetables can still be eaten, but Yang Xiaoran can't eat a single bite of this meat with that primitive processing method.

These days, she used the hot weather as an excuse to only drink some millet porridge and eat some fruits and vegetables. This made Mrs. Pei very worried. When the child was growing, how could he not eat meat?But after Yang Xiaoran had tasted the "terrible" cooking skills of the cooks in the Duke's Mansion, he was unwilling to eat meat anymore.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

In a short while, a few sesame seeds appeared on Yang Xiaoran's mouth, and Cheng Chuliang was very happy to see it, "It's just a piece of mustache, how can it be as delicious as you said?"

Yang Xiaoran gave Brother Cheap a blank look, intending to ignore this guy with a rough taste, his eyes rolled around after he was full, and walked towards the blacksmith's shop.

She came out to do business. Although she has long been used to Su Zhai in the Tang Dynasty, it doesn't mean she has no pursuit.

The iron pot must be opened, I can no longer bear this inhuman treatment!Make sure to get the stir fry out!

"Sister, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Chuliang looked puzzled, thought that the little girl was curious, but she began to observe seriously, and thought to himself: "Could it be that she wants to give herself a weapon?"

Yang Xiaoran took out a piece of paper from his cuff, flashed it in front of the blacksmith, and said, "Can this thing be hit? It has to be this big..."

After speaking, he began to make gestures, there was no way, the ancient measurement method was different from modern times, even if Yang Xiaoran marked the size on the paper, these ancient people could not understand, so they had to use their hands to make gestures.

The blacksmith also looked puzzled, where did the prodigal stuff come from, who actually wanted to use iron to make pots, and did it so weirdly, could it cook things?Just looking at the luxurious decoration of the prodigal thing in front of me, and looking at the dozen or so ferocious dog legs behind him, I feel that I can't afford to offend, so I can only suppress the doubts in my heart, but I still kindly reminded: "This little lady, this pot It can be beaten, but if the pot is made like this, it’s not easy to cook, right?”

There is no way, this prodigal lady can't afford to offend her at first glance, in order to avoid future troubles, it is better to remind me that children are ignorant and play around, and avoid adults' nonsense, if they take such a thing home, when the time comes If your lord finds him, will you be unlucky?
"How much does it cost to make a pot like this?"

Yang Xiaoran ignored the blacksmith's words and went straight to the point.

"Sister, why do you want an iron pot?"

Cheng Chuliang pulled Yang Xiaoran aside, and said in a low voice: "Although our family is richer than others, if we waste money like this, mother will definitely scold me if she finds out."

"How much does it cost to make an iron pot?"

Yang Xiaoran looked puzzled, looked at the blacksmith and said, "How much does it cost to make a pot like this?"

"At least three times."

"what?!"

Yang Xiaoran exclaimed, "Sanguan?! Why don't you go and rob?!"

The blacksmith was unhappy when he heard this, and immediately shouted for injustice, "You are wronged! My little lady, I, Lu Dianjiang, have opened a blacksmith's shop in this West Market for many years. Less iron!"

Cheng Chuliang's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. The little girl just returned home and didn't have a monthly payment, so it was all his expenses when she came out today. Seeing that the little girl is like this, she obviously has to pay for it herself!

Thinking of the fact that his monthly money of one month and five pennies was about to be lost here today, Cheng Chuliang suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

But I can't take back what I said, the moment I just left the house, I still promised my little sister with pride, I will buy her whatever she wants, a man, a man, he can never lose his trust, it seems that today I am alone It's a deal.

Is there really no room for turning around?
Undeterred, Cheng Chuliang pulled Yang Xiaoran aside again, and said with a blushing face, "Sister, this latte is too luxurious, isn't it? Yes, I will be impeached by the imperial envoy... This pot is too expensive!"

"Well said!"

Yang Xiaoran's face was filled with righteous indignation, seeing her like this, Cheng Chuliang was relieved.

Unexpectedly, the breath hadn't returned to his heart, but he heard the little man continue angrily: "A bucket of rice is only three to four yuan, and a pot of pot costs three yuan. This is a black shop, second brother, smash him!" !"

"My little ancestor, I call you ancestor!"

Brother Cheng's legs softened instantly. He is the second generation ancestor, and he has done a lot of things to smash the store, but he smashed the store because he couldn't afford the price. If it is said, how can he, the second brother Cheng, be in Chang'an in the future? Mix it?
Looking at the people around him pointing, Second Brother Cheng just wanted to find a gap to get in.

Just when he felt that there was no way out, his good sister immediately gave him another knife, "Second brother, what's the matter with your embarrassing look? Huh? Could it be that second brother has no money like me?!"

"I, I have...money..."

It almost seemed to pop out from between the teeth, and then straightened his face, saying: "Little sister, don't mess around, it's too extravagant and wasteful to use iron to beat the pot, and it's not good for our family's reputation if it gets out."

"You really have no money?"

Yang Xiaoran was puzzled, how could the Duke's second son have no money?

But this blacksmith is really black-hearted, it's too much to sell this pot for three times!

You must know that a bucket of rice now costs three or four Wen, which is about thirteen catties. Converted into RMB, this money is almost worth the purchasing power of more than 4000 RMB in later generations.

Sister!

A pot worth more than 1 yuan, isn’t this robbery?
"Second brother, how much monthly money do you have?"

Seeing that the cheap second brother's face had turned into a liver-colored face, Yang Xiaoran asked in a low voice very considerately.

"Five, five times."

"so much?!"

Yang Xiaoran exclaimed, as expected of the second generation ancestor, one month's pocket money is more than the combined salary of his descendants in several months, it's really abominable!If you don't kill him, who will you kill?

Cheng Chuliang couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed Yang Xiaoran's hand and wanted to take her away, Yang Xiaoran said in a low voice: "Second brother, you are so stingy, you just backed out on what you promised him just now! Hmph, if you go to the brothel to find a girl, you will get money, give it to my sister I don’t even want to buy a pot, hooooo, I’ll go back and tell my mother..."

"You, how do you know? You, what are you going to do?!"

"Second brother, woo woo, you lied to me and hurt my young heart. You can go to the girl in the brothel to have a heart-to-heart talk, but you don't want to buy my sister something you love... woo woo, hurry up, everyone..."

With his mouth covered, Cheng Chuliang beat his chest and stomped his feet, "Ancestor, you are really my ancestor! Me, me, how can I... Oh, buy, buy!"

The last word "buy" almost burst out from his chest. Cheng Chuliang felt that he had lived on a dog for 15 years, and was tricked by a ten-year-old boy, and he was powerless to fight back. The most important thing Well, this is the younger sister he personally welcomed home!
Yang Xiaoran, who had achieved his goal, returned to the blacksmith shop with a smile, and the tears on his face disappeared at some point, as if it was Cheng Chuliang's hallucination just now, the two small horns on his head disappeared in an instant, and he was still that beloved good sister .

"Twenty-five hundred Wen, should I give it or not?"

At this moment, Yang Xiaoran has "brother" who is full of everything, so he asked very proudly.

"This, this is too little, two thousand and eight hundred words!"

"Twenty-five hundred wen, I don't want any more!"

Yang Xiaoran turned around and smiled, "Second brother, let's go to the shop opposite, the blacksmith here can't make what I want..."

"You, honored guest, please stay here, everything is easy to discuss, easy to discuss..."

(End of this chapter)