The Empress’s Gigolo

Lancheng city gate, a group of six riders just stopped at the gate.

The two riders who led the rider were tall mountain people, looking forty or fifty years old, and two young men in their twenties and two teenage children in the back, all wearing animal skin clothes. .

As for the mount, two bird-watching birds, three jumping sheep, and a black beast covered with scale armor.

"Hold it, remember, if the mount is pulling everywhere, you have to clean it up, otherwise it will be ten whip to bring back to the security department." A guard threw six straw bags and said.

"When did this rule happen?" Wondered a tall middle-aged man.

"Your Majesty ordered it, and it will be so in the future." The guard was tired of answering this question every day for a few days, and was a little impatient to answer it.

But in the end, it was kind, pointing at a few riding lanes not far away: "You can learn from them and save yourself trouble."

Several people were moving in the direction they were pointing at, and they saw that they were trying to hang the straw bag behind the mount's buttocks ... so as to avoid moving like a hornie and pulling all the way, and second, they would not notice Here.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to stare at the back of the mount all the time!

"Thank you for reminding me!" The leading middle-aged man smiled with a fist.

"And ..." The guard looked closely at the strange beast and warned: "Don't dig in the city!"

After a few moments, several people set out on the road again. The strange beast's grievance turned out, and he ran all his life, suddenly hanging a crotch cloth behind his buttocks, he couldn't walk comfortably.

"Uncle San, this is Lancheng, so many people!" Entered the city, and finally the pair of young men and women looked at the pedestrians on the street with excitement.

"After all, it's Lancheng! Your Majesty's feet!" The middle-aged man known as the third uncle smiled.

"The clothes they wear are so beautiful!" Among them, the girl's gaze quickly turned to the clothing of a few pedestrians. Although ordinary in the eyes of many people, she has great temptation to the girl who just came out of the mountain.

"When you sell something, buy half a piece of cloth!" The middle-aged man thought about it, and said a bit.

The pair of boys and girls behind them are the most talented young people in the Zhaizi. Before the age of sixteen, they had the strength of the wheel, and they were more prosperous than their parents. He brought the team of young men and women this time, not only to buy New Year's goods, but also to find two old friends to see if they could let them both participate in this year's lantern festival.

Walking forward for a while, the middle-aged man's face showed a doubtful look. Why was the former cloth shop closed now?

The lower mount asked someone to ask, only to know that due to the war this year, the caravan was gone, and the natural cloth was closed.

This makes the girl a little sorry.

However, the children in the mountains were not so spoiled and quickly focused elsewhere.

"Good smell!" Said the girl with surprise. "It smells better than roasted rock bugs!"

Not only did she smell it, but everyone else too, and the scent alone made her appetite widen.

"Taste came from the front."

Soon, a few people found a rigorous shop surrounded by people. Standing on the mount, they could see a rack in front of the shop, and a leg of jumping sheep was roasting on top. Every minute, the lean man sprinkles some powder on the leg of lamb to make that aroma more attractive.

"What does this do? Doesn't it mean that there is no caravan?" The middle-aged man stepped forward to hold a person and asked.

"It's not a caravan!" The person dragged his arm looked back at him and pointed to the plaque on the shop: "See the words above?"

"What's on it?" The middle-aged man asked with a touch of respect. Although Da Yao was a force of honor, those who were literate would also be given a high look.

"What's on it?" The man whispered.

"Listen to them yesterday as if they were a royal spice shop?" The other man was a little confused.

"Royal spice shop. Your spice shop opened!" The person in front turned and repeated.

"What is spice!" The middle-aged man asked again.

Speaking of this topic, the man suddenly came to the spirit: "See? No, the roasted meat in it. Is your roasted meat so fragrant?"

"No!" The middle-aged man told the truth.

"That's it. Spices play this role. Sprinkle some on the barbecue, and it immediately smells! The taste is so that even the tongue can eat it." The man was still intoxicated, as if in Aftertaste is average.

"How do you sell this spice?" The middle-aged man was a little emotional.

"I don't know, it can't be cheap anyway." The passer-by looked at him and said, "If it is used in the village, it is better to buy some salt and go back."

"Why are there so many people?" The middle-aged people were weird, so many people around here, wouldn't it be fun?

"The leg of lamb will be sliced ​​and distributed to everyone when it is cooked. It is called ... try, yes, try. So many people are waiting to taste a bit." Easy to remember.

This spice shop was naturally made by Ren Baqian.

Originally grown spices, sesame has produced two crops, cumin has also produced a crop, only pepper has recently matured.

As for peppercorns and aniseeds, it will take two years to gain something.

However, when sesame and natural maturity, Ren Baqian and the Emperor were in the heavenly scene. At this time, the peppers were matured and then sold together. Except for the original agreement with Tong Zhenye, they were sold to him. The palace used it, opened its first spice shop, and prepared to sell the spice to all parts of Dayao next.

Pepper and cumin are as heavy as silver, which means that one or two silvers can buy one or two cumin or pepper, which is almost only more expensive than salt. The weight of gold equal to that of the earth's spices was far worse.

After all, it can't be sold abroad now, and even officials in Dayao have no oil or water.

If calculated according to the same weight of gold as the ancient earth, I am afraid that a large part of these spices will rot in the warehouse.

Ren Baqian had assembled almost a thousand acres of land, including two hundred acres of sesame, two hundred acres of pepper and cumin, and the rest were planted aniseed and pepper. This year, almost 50,000 jins of sesame, 100,000 jins of pepper, 40,000 jins of cumin were produced, and more than 100,000 jins of various spices.

There is such an output in 600 acres of land, which can already be said to be a huge profit.

It has to be said that this world is really a fertile land. Even if there is no fertilizer or fine farming, it is almost impossible to have such an output on earth.

Half a day later, a few mountain people tasted the roast mutton that they tried, almost eaten their tongues, went in and asked the prices of cumin and peppercorns, and drooled away.

The leader also has a number in his heart. Although the price is not low, it is not impossible to buy one or two times to taste for the people in the village.

"I'm hungry!" The young girl among several people grieved with a look ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After eating a piece of this roasted lamb, now her stomach is going to rebel.

"Forbearance, first go see an old friend and ask your questions." The middle-aged man was humane, took several people across Jingyang Avenue, asked about it, and then knocked on the door in front of a mansion.

After a while, they were greeted.

"Do you want to participate in a lantern fight? This is not impossible. Your talents are really good, but there are many talented teenagers in this city. You may not be able to excel among them. Especially in the exercises, those adults The children of the family are much stronger than what you have learned. If you want to find a way out, I have a chance! "

At first, a middle-aged man in the hall talked with the leader very enthusiastically. When he heard the meaning, he thought about the detour slightly.

"How do you say?" As soon as the head's eyes lighted up, he did not want the young man and woman to be buried in the stockade.

"Zizhu Academy, recruit a group of students."

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