after marrying stepbrother

Chapter 753 48 Villages
Chapter 753 48 Villages
After Jiang Baozhu was injured, she lost her energy and fell asleep for a while. Lin Yuesha left Longjing and Xiaohe behind and went out with white tea.

When I first arrived in Qincheng, it was a little different from what Lin Yuesha thought. There were countless pedestrians on the road. Restaurants and restaurants on both sides of the street, shops of all kinds, were overcrowded, and the prosperity was visible to the naked eye.

The back corner door of the mansion bought by Ma Zilian faced the alley, and there was a vegetable market not far from the alley, and there was a lot of noise.

"Are we living in the most prosperous neighborhood in Qincheng?"

On both sides of the restaurant, cloth shop, grocery store, jewelry and silver shop, covering almost all the needs of life, it is very convenient.

Lin Yuesha took white tea to the grocery store, and found that there were many spices that could not be bought in the Northland and the capital, which were just right for stewing mutton to remove the fishy smell.

"Miss, this servant went to serve dinner in the front yard yesterday, and had a chat with the master. We are in a relatively remote area of ​​Qincheng."

The master chef who makes mutton soup has been to the capital, and he has no feeling for the emperor's feet. On the contrary, there are more people in Qincheng, and their lives are full of fireworks.

Going further to the northwest, the population is sparsely populated. There have been several sandstorms in the past few years, so that the people with a little wealth dragged their families to move to Qincheng. Livelier.

"Where is there a stall selling breakfast in the inner city of the capital? There are no pedestrians on the road after the curfew."

There is a stall at the entrance of the alley, which sells a variety of dishes, such as fried dough sticks and tofu nao, noodle cakes, and Qincheng's special mutton soup.

"Qincheng's customs are different from ours. When it's dawn and night, the stall owner will go out at the hour."

Baicha woke up early, just after dawn, there were not many passers-by on the street, and he finally met one. After inquiring, he found out that people in Qincheng don't get up early.

The sunrise is delayed by an hour, and so is the sunset. Small food sellers usually don't close their stalls until sunset.

"What's the smell, it smells so good!"

Lin Yuesha sniffed, then took the white tea and went straight to the fragrance.

At a corner of the street, there is a very inconspicuous small shop, and the common people hold small porcelain pots or bowls and line up in a long line.

"Ma'am, what does this shop sell?"

There were too many people to squeeze in, so Lin Yuesha had no choice but to ask an old woman who was holding a bowl beside her, "It smells so good."

"Our time-honored Camellia Noodles in Qincheng."

The aunt looked at Lin Yuesha's clothes, and said with a smile, "Girl, are you a foreigner? Since you come to Qincheng, you must try the camellia noodles."

Speaking of it, it’s nothing special. The flour is fried with nuts and sesame seeds, and then washed into a paste with boiling water, but I just can’t make this taste.

"Next time."

Lin Yuesha was very moved, but looking at the dozens of people behind the team, she retreated instantly.

Going out with white tea is mainly to buy military supplies.Most of the money in her hand was spent on buying medicinal materials in Licheng. Thanks to the money raised by Bai Youran, it was given to her, which made Lin Yuesha a little more generous.

Buy it for tens of thousands of taels of silver, and then talk to the local big duck and goose farmers about the production of duck down and goose down.

Before this, Wang Binglan had already been there, but she was treated as a liar and bumped into walls everywhere.

Because of the frequent wars in the Northwest, there will always be those clever underdogs who abuse the excuse of raising military supplies to find farmers to buy them and then buy them on credit. In the end, they disappear completely, causing heavy losses to the farmers. is disgusted.

I heard that Wang Binglan asked someone to lobby and was kicked out with sticks.

"Girl, you should try it. There are people queuing up for his camellia noodles every day, and it's the same if you come at another time."

The aunt looked at Lin Yuesha and said enthusiastically, "Why don't you just stand by me and fight with me."

"Thank you ma'am, you are such a kind person."

The aunt sent out an invitation, but the kindness was hard to turn down. Baicha took out the bowl and spoon from the backpack behind him, and thanked the aunt with a smile.

Hearing that Lin Yuesha is a foreigner, she took great pains for a sip of camellia noodles, and instead of scolding her for jumping in line, everyone introduced her to Qincheng's customs and customs.

"Did the girl come to our Qin City to sell goods?"

The aunt pointed to Lin Yuesha's down jacket, and muttered, "These clothes are not worth anything in Qincheng. When the wind blows, they can blow you into the sky. Your thin clothes will be blown through."

As the aunt said, she touched it with her hand, and there was not even a little cotton, so she couldn't help persuading, "The girl's house can't be frozen, and the problem of falling body cold is not a trivial matter."

"Ma'am, I'll be in the house later."

The down jacket is good at keeping warm, and Lin Yuesha is not cold at all, but she still thanked the aunt, "I came to Qincheng to buy some meat."

Pork is the best. A pig is at least two hundred and three catties, and it is not scattered, so it is relatively easy to transport to the northwest.

"Pork..."

The aunt kept her voice long and kept silent, but the diners queuing up said, "Girl, you don't have to come to Qincheng to buy pork. You can go north. Although there may be a few extra shipping fees, it's still safe." .”

"That's right."

The aunt agreed that in Qincheng, all the pig farmers gathered in the northern suburbs, and there was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and the law and order was very poor. If any merchants went to the northern suburbs, those who were not strong enough would have to be stripped of their skins.

"What?"

Lin Yuesha had just arrived, and thought that doing business was tricky, but Wang Binglan was not so kind to tell her, so she might as well ask the people more.

"Girl, there are 48 villages in the northern suburbs of Qincheng. It used to be a wasteland, but now there are many people living there, but..."

People in Village 48 have a bad reputation, similar to bandits, because there are many fugitives living there.

"The felons in Daqi were exiled in the northwest. Some were released at the beginning of the year, and some fled from the mines to Qincheng. These are not easy to save."

Ordinary people, who are capable of burning, killing, and looting, and the people in the 48th village, including those with tattooed faces, commit all kinds of crimes, burning, killing, and looting, and the government has nothing to do with these people.

They never go to the northern suburbs, and those people seldom come out, and they have nothing to do with each other.

When people from Village 48 were mentioned, everyone looked disgusted.

"Girl, I'm not an aunt, I'm just an alarmist. My husband's family has a relative who lives in a village near Village 48. The only daughter in the family was raped by the bullies there when she went out to gather grass. She couldn't think about throwing herself away..."

In 48 villages, only Bazhai is a woman, and the rest are men. There are more men than women, because of the imbalance of yin and yang, bullies often harass the people.

"The government can't control them. They are all desperadoes, and they are still in groups. The government went to encircle and suppress them several times, but returned without success."

The old man on the side sighed, but fortunately, the people didn't go to the northern suburbs, and didn't deal with people from 48 villages.

However, there are quite a few merchants who still do business with people from 48 villages for their own benefit.

When mentioning 48 villages, everyone talked about it, and Lin Yuesha got a lot of useful information.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Yuesha drank the steaming camellia. She closed her eyes, savored it carefully, and gave everyone a thumbs up. The people queuing up for food really deserved their reputation.

(End of this chapter)