Tibet

There was no competition or training the next day, so Li Ye found chubby Zhang Ping early in the morning.

The big signboard of ‘Xiao Zhang Grocery Store’ was put up again.

"How much did this sign cost?" Li Ye pointed at the sign and asked with a smile.

Zhang Ping scratched his head and said: "Five Guan Qian, my father said, let's change the sign to a better one this time."

"Does that person know?" Li Ye glanced at the drug store opposite.

"How come he doesn't know? He even came here to say that he knew the best sign shop, and for only twenty dollars he could ask Master Shanglin from Ci'en Temple to consecrate it. My father ignored him."

"What's his expression?"

"He became angry from shame! He was so angry and anxious that he went back cursing and saying that he would never come to my house to buy anything again. In fact, he has never come to buy anything."

Li Ye burst into laughter. At this time, Zhang Ping's mother warmly invited Li Ye in to drink tea. Li Ye smiled and said, "Auntie, you're welcome. Xiaopang and I have something to do. We'll be back soon!"

"Go! Go! There's no need for him to look after the store now."

Zhang Ping's family is deeply grateful to Li Ye for his generous help.

"Aye, where are you taking me?"

"Don't ask, just come with me, it must be a good thing!"

Li Ye took Zhang Ping to the blacksmith shop in the square. The blacksmith shop is run by a father and son, surnamed Jiang. Old Jiang is a polo fan, and so is young Jiang. The father and son are loyal fans of the Xiaoqiwei polo team.

Every game of the Knights Polo Team, the father and son go to cheer. As long as the blacksmith shop is closed, everyone knows that there must be a match for the Knights Polo Team.

But yesterday, Lao Jiang also went to watch the match between Ningwang Polo Team and Yang Family Polo Team.

"Yesterday the Yang team was so disappointing. They played so well in the first half, but in the second half it was as if they couldn't play. Their little Li Guang failed to hit the hole three times, so why don't you pay back Li Guang? It's bullshit!"

Lao Jiang lost money gambling and felt very unhappy.

"Dad, didn't you say that Fei Shark performed well?"

"It's one thing for Fei Shark to perform well, but Fei Shark is not a tackler. The tackler has not changed. What has changed is that the Yang family polo team can't shoot the ball anymore. Xiao Li Guang missed three shots, and the other two bastards They each missed one shot, and I wanted to rush up and beat them up!"

Li Ye smiled and said: "Uncle Jiang, it's wrong to hit people, let's just hit iron!"

"Ah Ye, go learn to play polo! That Fei Shark is about the same size as you, but he makes a lot of money playing football."

Zhang Ping's lips moved and he almost said, 'The flying shark is right in front of you! ’

Li Ye waved his hand, "How can it be so easy to make money, uncle, look at this!"

Li Ye handed a drawing to Lao Jiang, "Can this be done?"

"Isn't this an iron pot? Only rich people use it. What are you doing with it?"

Of course Li Ye wanted to help Zhang Ping's family. He still remembered a few recipes from later generations and asked Zhang Ping to learn them, so that the small shop in Sanqiao Town could be saved.

But the first thing he needed was a wok. Woks only became popular in the Song Dynasty, but that doesn’t mean they didn’t exist in the Tang Dynasty. In fact, they existed in the Han Dynasty, but only powerful families could use them.

Until the Sui and Tang Dynasties, only wealthy families could afford iron cooking utensils, while ordinary families used pottery for cooking.

"I'm sure it will be useful, uncle, can you do it?"

Lao Jiang thought for a while and asked his son: "Is there any iron pot among the scrap iron cooking utensils I collected last time?"

Xiao Jiang scratched his head, "I forgot!"

"Fool!"

Lao Jiang had to say: "I'll go look for it in the back. If there's something ready-made, I don't have to do it."

"I'll go with you too!"

Li Ye also wanted to replace the cooking utensils at home. His various second-hand cooking utensils had been used for more than ten years and were already in tatters.

A small room behind the blacksmith shop is a warehouse, which is filled with collected scrap iron tools.

The room had no windows and was very dark. Lao Jiang lit the oil lamp. Under the dim light, various iron tools were piled up like a hill.

"Two days ago, a restaurant in West Market changed its owner. I didn't want any old things. I went to collect a batch of iron cooking utensils."

"Uncle, I want this stew pot. How much does it cost?" Li Ye had quick eyesight and found a dark stew pot. Based on the weight, he intuitively thought it was a copper pot.

"If you want it, I'll give you 300 fen. I collected 280 fen."

"I also want this iron kettle." Li Ye found another iron kettle, which was complete and of good quality.

"If you have a discerning eye, if this iron pot is new, it will cost you at least 100 cents. If this one is half old, take it for 200 cents!"

Pei Sanniang especially likes to buy second-hand goods. Even if she gets rich, she can't change this habit. Coincidentally, Li Ye is the same. He liked to go shopping in Xianyu in his previous life.

At this time, Lao Jiang found the iron pot and said with a smile: "It's quite complete. The handle is broken. I'll get you a new one. The price of this iron pot in the West Market will not be less than two guan. I'm here! You Give me three hundred coins."

Li Ye agreed immediately, "Yes! When can the handle be connected?"

"It's almost noon, and I have some urgent work to do."

"It's okay, uncle, how much does this incense burner cost?" Li Ye found another incense burner.

"That's copper, you have to give me some money."

"And these two copper basins, and this iron pot, I want both!"

Li Ye bought nine pieces of iron and bronze wares in one go, and Chiang Kai-shek gave him a discount of five guan.

Li Ye borrowed his family's donkey cart to transport it home first, and picked up the iron pot at noon.

"Aye, did you discover something?"

Zhang Ping grew up with Li Ye and knew Li Ye very well. He felt that Li Ye must have discovered something to leave in such a hurry.

"Shhh-" Li Ye raised his finger and shushed, looked to both sides, and whispered: "There's something wrong with that incense burner."

"What is the problem?"

"We'll find out when we get back."

The two hurried back to Li Ye's house and moved eight items into the small courtyard. Li Ye held the dark incense burner.

"Tell me! What's wrong with the incense burner?"

Li Ye smiled mysteriously, took his dagger, and scraped off a little bit of black skin on the foot of the incense burner, which suddenly shone with silver.

"Ah! It's silver."

"That's right! Lao Jiang made a mistake this time and mistook a silver incense burner for a copper burner."

"You kid has been really lucky lately. You can even make a fortune by buying scrap metal!"

Zhang Ping's fat face was full of envy, "It's so big, how many pounds does it have to weigh?"

"It's estimated to be about ten pounds!"

"Sixteen taels per pound, my day, one hundred and sixty taels of silver!"

Li Ye patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What I am going to teach you today, I guarantee that you will become rich in a few months."

"What did you teach me?"

"I'm going to teach you how to cook a few dishes..."

Zhang Ping took a few exaggerated steps back, pretending to widen his eyes in horror.

Li Ye stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head, "As for that? Look at me as if you've seen a ghost. Let me tell you, if you, Zhang Xiaopang, can't turn over within three months, you won't have to pay back the two hundred dollars you owe me." ”

Zhang Ping's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Nonsense! I, Li Ye, have said what I have said, and it is hard for a horse to follow me."

Zhang Ping was like a frustrated ball again, "But dad won't agree!"

"Then just trust me, I promise to make you rich!"

"Okay! I believe you."

"Ah Ye!"

Aunt Mu walked out of the kitchen and frowned at the old tableware on the floor in the yard, "What did you do with these rags?"

"tattered?"

Zhang Ping jumped up and said, "Madam, you don't know that Ah Ye bought an incense burner, and it's..."

Li Ye covered his mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense here. Money is in vain if you don't show it!"

"Okay! I won't say any more."

"Go and return the donkey cart for me. Remember, don't look for it in the warehouse again. I know your intentions too well. You will make Lao Jiang suspicious. I looked for it and found that this incense burner didn't exist. The second one."

"It's such a big pile, how can you find it?"

Zhang Ping said unwillingly: "Besides, incense burners usually only come in pairs. What if there is one?"

In fact, Li Ye didn't look carefully. It was right to think about it. If there was another one and Lao Jiang discovered the secret of Yinzi, he would definitely come to find him.

"Don't look for it now!"

Li Ye whispered to Zhang Ping, "There will be a competition for the Knights tomorrow morning. Let's dig in through the back door and look for it tomorrow morning. If we find it, it's yours."

Zhang Ping was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up.

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