food color and fragrance

Chapter 117 That Person

The beautiful scenery and novelty along the way made Er Fatty laugh so hard that he lost another tooth.

That's because when he passed Songxian County, the hometown of steamed buns, he ate seven bowl-sized steamed stuffed buns in a row and knocked out a crumbling tooth.

If Sanskrit hadn't seen the blood on the bun he bit, Er Fatty would almost have swallowed his own teeth.

There are more and more novel objects, and the delicious food tastes more and more delicious. Er Fatty has been smacking his mouth in his dreams these days, but Sanskrit sounds less and less joyful, because the money in his purse is also getting more and more delicious. few.

Although she already knew that prices in Beijing and China were high, Fanyin did not expect that it would be so much higher. Now it was not just a liver pain problem. After paying for the buns, she just felt her heart ache.

During these days of traveling, Sanskrit was also willing to ask about the local market. The price of rice grain in Qingcheng County was three hundred pennies a stone. Not to mention the rest of the daily necessities.

I ate a bowl of noodles on the street, but the taste was not as good as that made by Zhao Yang's noodle shop. A bowl of thirty coppers was twice the price of Qingcheng County.

Sanskrit was overwhelmed, and asked Liu An to inquire about the prices here, so she knew how outrageous the prices were.

The guards who escorted her smiled at her, and said teasingly, "Miss Yang, are you still afraid that Mr. Yang won't have any money when you arrive in the middle of the capital? It's not a small place like our Qingcheng County, where the red envelopes of the guards at the city gate are even bigger than those in Qingcheng County." The monthly salary of our county magistrate is high, so he is fat!"

"That's right, even if it costs money, it's worth it. At least I bought some insight. Look at the gates and buildings that are so high. Why do you need to keep the gates closed? You can't even climb up."

The yamen servants laughed, but Sanskrit didn't know what to say, he couldn't say that his father wasn't greedy for money, could he?

It is enough to understand these words in the heart, but if it is really said, it will be suspected that the more you explain, the darker it will be.

Nowadays, even upright officials dare not say that they are self-pure, worrying that they will be out of tune with other officials. What kind of morality is this?

Not long after, Liu An ran back and said, "Miss, the owner of the store told the noodle seller that the selling price is high because of the high land rent, and they can't actually earn a few bucks..."

"Ground rent?" Sanskrit continued, "Then have you inquired about the rental prices in the city?"

"They don't know. They say that Beijing is divided into four and eight verticals, and the rental price of each land boundary is different, but I heard that the price is not cheap." Liu An shrank his neck. Before, he felt that his master had been keeping it in his pocket. Stuffing money is really cumbersome, and looking at it now, it won't take long.

Yang Zhiyuan heard the conversation between Sanskrit and Liu An, and said:
"There should be a small courtyard built for officials in the Beijing Yamen. Although it is small, we can make do with it. It will not be too late to settle it after we get familiar with it."

"It's a place for father to rest on a public holiday. I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate our big family." Sanskrit's words made Yang Zhiyuan feel a little heavier. Now they are not only father and daughter, but also Aunt Qingmiao and Erpang.

"Anyway, if you go into the city, you have to inquire about the market and the situation before you can make a plan." After Yang Zhiyuan said, Sanskrit could only nod his head helplessly.

Yang Zhiyuan was not in the mood to hang out here any longer, so he managed to get everyone into the carriage and headed straight for the Jingmen.

The city gate not only shows the prosperity of the capital, but also has a solemn and solemn stalwart in it. Pedestrians coming and going are well-dressed, and there are mysterious cards with official ranks on the carriages. They stop and go along the way, I don’t know It didn't take too long to get to the outskirts of Beijing to give way to so many vehicles and horses. Instead, they wanted to enter the city early in the morning, but they were delayed for many hours by the distance of less than one mile.

Yang Zhiyuan was impatient, but Er Fatty was more willing to watch the excitement. He raised the curtain and kept opening his mouth in surprise, pointing and jumping around excitedly in the carriage, making the horses pulling the carriage snort annoyedly.

However, Sanskrit gradually calmed down, no matter how outrageously high the prices are, life must go on.If you want to live your life, you must find a way to make money. Making money is the kingly way. You can't rely on saving money to save money, because you can't live a lifetime.

At the beginning, a small noodle shop in Qingcheng County could make my life prosperous, but I don't know if this kind of experience in Beijing can make my family live a stable life?

Sanskrit was thinking about it, Er Pang's eyes suddenly lit up when he was looking out of the carriage, and he slapped Sanskrit, startling Sanskrit.

"What? What a fuss."

"Sister Huailiu, look at that person, why does he look familiar? Does he look like Brother Fang?"

Er Fatty pointed out the window, but Sanskrit was startled, Fang Jingzhi?How did he come?Three years later, although she could occasionally hear about Fang Jingzhi, she never saw him again.

Sanskrit was about to look out, but the carriage had already stopped.

Er Fatty hurried down before the carriage stopped, Fanyin hesitated and heard his father's voice outside.

"I didn't expect my nephew to pick us up. This really surprised me." Yang Zhiyuan told the truth without false greetings.

Fang Jingzhi's voice was full of joy, and she hurriedly said: "Yesterday, I heard from my father that Uncle Yang and Sister Huai Liu will almost arrive at the city gate today. I have been waiting here early in the morning."

"Waiting for so long? It's really exhausting my nephew." While Yang Zhiyuan was talking to him, Fang Jingzhi kept looking at the carriage, "Aren't you tired or not, where's Sister Huailiu?"

Fanyin stepped out of the carriage, looked up and saw Fang Jingzhi looking at her.

I haven't seen her in three years, and Fang Jingzhi is already 17 years old. She is taller and thinner than three years ago, but she looks more mature and stable, with a bit more elegant demeanor, and her voice is more masculine.

Fang Jingzhi looked at Fanyin in front of him and wished he could stare at her without blinking. This was the sister Huailiu whom he missed day and night.

The hair in the double bun is tied with two purple headbands, those eyes that seem to be able to read people's hearts are still so crystal clear, and the fair face is covered with two touches of blush after being bored in the carriage for a long time, making the already beautiful She is more beautiful and moving.

She is no longer the 11-year-old little girl. Her exquisite curves have marked her as a big girl, a 14-year-old girl who was born on the same month and the same day as her.

Fang Jingzhi's heart was beating violently, she opened her mouth for a long time but didn't know how to open it, even the hand holding the folding fan was trembling nervously.

He likes her. After three years, he has not forgotten Huai Liu, but misses her even more. Now that he can see this side, he just feels that his soul has been taken away. fascinated by...

Er Fatty looked at Fang Jingzhi and stepped forward to the Sanskrit in a daze, "Brother Fang!"

"Ah?" Fang Jingzhi was shocked.

Er Pang raised his eyebrows and pointed: "You're drooling."

Fang Jingzhi did not come to meet Yang Zhiyuan's family alone, but Zan Dian from the county government office, with a nice name, was actually the secretary of Yang Zhiyuan's chief registry, running errands and doing errands.

After the introduction, Zandian began to talk endlessly about the prepared residence:

"If the yamen in other counties would be in the middle of the county yamen, but here is the capital city, and the Holy One is the largest, so the Beijing yamen is located on the west side. The subordinates have been looking for houses for you near there for the past few days. There are three mansions with three entrances and three exits, and two side yards, one of which has a pond garden, where hibiscus trees and peonies are planted. After a while, the flowers will bloom. The environment is absolutely beautiful .”

Qian Zandian spoke with great interest, Sanskrit immediately said: "How much does it cost to rent silver?"

"Ah?" Zan Dian was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that it was the eldest lady of Master Yang's family who spoke.

In astonishment, he looked at Yang Zhiyuan, and Yang Zhiyuan smiled and said, "My daughter is in charge of everything at home, and I don't even know how much money I have." Bumping the small purse in his waist, "I go out with a tael of silver every day. light."

Qian Zandian couldn't help but swallowed, the adult he was with was really a weirdo, he laughed at himself in front of him, and even handed over the family affairs to his daughter?

Even if there is no regular wife, it must be taken care of by an aunt. How can I give it to my daughter?

Regardless of the slander, Qian Zandian hastily saluted Fanyin, "Miss Yang is talented."

"Jingzhi, what's over there? Come with me to have a look."

Yang Zhiyuan found an excuse to leave first, Fang Jingzhi had to accompany him even if he was unwilling, and Er Fatty also followed to join in the fun, leaving only the female relatives to negotiate with Qian Zandian.

Qian Zandian saw that the new director and the son of Fang County Magistrate were so familiar, he didn't dare to neglect in his heart, he could only look at Sanskrit, waiting for the head of the family to speak with money.

"How much is that set of rent just now?" Sanskrit asked with a smile, Qian Zandian stretched out his fingers, and put up three fat fingers like carrots, "Three taels."

"Three taels?" Sanskrit was stunned, and asked, "Three taels a year?"

"Three taels a month." Qian Zandian felt a little contemptuous in his heart, but he had no choice but to reply: "It's because the Master Booklord wants to rent it, so it's cheap. If you are a merchant traveling between Beijing and Central, you don't have ten taels of silver a month." , don't think about it."

Fanyin's heart shuddered three times. At the beginning, the Sanjin yard in Qingcheng County was only five taels a month, and it was six or seven times higher in a blink of an eye.

"Is there any cheaper one?" Fanyin called Caiyun and asked her to take a set of Yan Guo tea porcelain brought from Qingcheng County to Qian Zandian, "You take this first, it is not a valuable item, Yan The novelty that came from the country..."

"This is so embarrassing." Qian Zandian was also moved when he saw the fine carvings and patterns on it. This thing is not about expensive or cheap, but about its uniqueness and rarity.

Sanskrit smiled and said, "It's hard work for you to be busy with our family's trivial matters for a few days, so there's nothing to be ashamed of... Can the yard be made cheaper?"

"En, huh?" Before Qian Zandian could react from the tea porcelain, he jumped back to the rent price. This Miss Yang is really not a good stubble, she is powerful enough!

(End of this chapter)