Xiongjin is prosperous and lively. Although Hong Dashou, who has traveled through time, seems to be on the same level as Daji in the town, at this moment, it is also a major port south of Hanyang.

It’s not like Hong Dashou has traveled through time for the first time. He understands all the principles and is sophisticated in the world. He rashly went to the street to pull people for questioning. People thought he was crazy.

So, Hong Dashou obediently found a hotel in a lively market town. The owner was a woman in her fifties and sixties, and her pair of children seemed to be here to help.

The couple's children look like they are not married. The son looks about eighteen years old, and the daughter is younger. It seems that the shop owner is older because he works too much and looks so old.

But working people, they work very smoothly. After taking a look at Hong Dashou's household registration number, based on her many years of experience in opening a store, she concluded that Hong Dashou, the second shift, must be a poor guy, otherwise he would definitely live in a big shop in the city.

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Although he thought he was a poor man, his attitude was not at all negligent. While asking his son to get a quilt, he found an empty house and placed Hong Dashou in it.

"Soup, rice and other cooking items are always available in the kitchen. They can be delivered with just a squeak. You can also add quilts if it gets cold at night."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he waited for a while, and after Hong Dashou nodded to confirm, he closed the door.

Hong Dashou pulled over the buckwheat pillow from the store. He was lying on the quilt and his feet were resting on the pillow. He scanned everything in the room with an extremely ungraceful attitude.

First of all, the sound insulation is not good. You can clearly hear the shouting, chatting, and farting of the small businessmen and hawkers who are drinking and eating in the courtyard, as well as the passing tourists. I can only hope that they will not drink and talk at night, or even make a fuss.

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Secondly, the house is a bit old. Although it is probably because it faces the sea and the sea breeze blows, it accelerates the aging of the wooden house. But it still makes people feel that it is so shabby and not a good place to live.

But it’s cheap!

It only costs seven or eight dollars a night. It's not warm enough so you can add a quilt. Although you don't have to take a shower, at least it provides hot water to warm your feet. It's also very convenient to eat and you can always call.

The accommodation conditions are pretty good too. The feeling of Woongjin in the 19th century is almost the same as it was a hundred, two hundred, or even five hundred years ago.

After thinking wildly for a while, Hong Dashou felt hungry. Apart from stuffing the exchange tickets into his shoes, the package contained some cheap paper, pens, inkstones and two pieces of clothing. It was just a package of straw mats, and there was really nothing of much value.

"Shop, shop." There was no one in the yard. Maybe they had eaten and drank and went on their way to work.

"Here, what's the matter?" The shopkeeper ran out from another room and wiped his hands on his apron.

"Auntie, please give me some hot food."

"Okay, let's go into the house, or just in this courtyard?"

"Let's go in the courtyard." There is no light in the room, so it would be better to have some sunshine outside to make people feel more cheerful.

The hot soup rice served is really hot soup rice in the literal sense. Boil a pot of salted cabbage leaves, then add brown rice and cook it. There is no oily smell. As for the side dishes, they are different from those in later generations.

The pickled Chinese cabbage kimchi is now radish kimchi.

They are small, oval-shaped radishes and pickled kimchi. Eat two of them in one dish. Take out the radish and cut it to make pickles. The soup can also be diluted with water in summer and used to make cold noodles.

As for pickled cabbage, it has not become their national quintessence at this time. In "Dae Jang Geum", Jang Geum also used cabbage leaves to make dumplings for the Queen to eat, which was greatly appreciated because it was so novel. Even though it was during the reign of King Jungjong,

After more than two hundred years, Chinese cabbage has not completely become a national vegetable in North Korea.

There is also a small plate of shrimp paste, which is pickled with shrimps caught on the beach. Different regions will cause different tastes of shrimp paste. The shrimp paste in Woongjin is salty. It is probably because the residents of the seaport often go to the sea and work hard, so they need

Enough salt.

Relatively speaking, in the Gyeongsang-do region further south, some places are rich in large pear. Shredded pear and pear juice are added when marinating the shrimp paste, which gives it a unique flavor.

Although it is very uncomfortable to have no meat to eat, it is good to have a full meal in this era. Hong Dashou is not picky, and he was really hungry after coming all the way, so he started to eat hard.

"Auntie, I want to buy some fish to take away. Should I go to the market or to Jinkou?" Hong Dashou asked while eating.

"Fish? What kind of fish? If you want to eat, I'll get two for you directly, free of charge. In Xiongjin, everything else costs money, but fish is worthless." The shopkeeper's aunt is an honest person, and she doesn't hide anything from Hong Da.

Shou, while washing the bowls used by the guests at noon, he said.

"Why are you so embarrassed? Then I would like to try the fish from Xiongjin." Hong Dashou, who had no fish after time travel, had a bird's eye in his mouth.

"Okay, I'll grill you two fish tonight. But you have to pay for the charcoal fire." The proprietress left the old towel gourd washing the dishes and called her daughter to beg for two fish. [Note 1]

"Have you eaten?" The aunt came back and saw Hong Dashou licking the bowl clean.

"Eat, eat, eat." Hong Dashou also realized that he picked up the dishes and put them into the large wooden basin for washing dishes.

"Auntie, what if I want to buy a lot of fish? Can I buy it?"

"Do you want fresh fish or dried fish?"

"Fresh fish? What's wrong?"

Is it possible that when buying fish, you have to distinguish between live, dead, and dry? Is this a strange question?

"Fresh fish?" The aunt seemed to have heard a very strange question. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Hong Dashou up and down.

"Are you from Hanyang? Or from Gyeonggi Province?"

"No, I was born in Tieshan, Ping'an Road." Hong Dashou was stunned for a moment. To buy fish, you need to check your household registration.

"Then which business group are you a merchant?" After asking, the shop owner immediately said incorrectly. There is no merchant wearing a wide-brimmed gauze hat.

"If you want to buy dried fish, go to the shops in the market. You can buy all kinds of dried fish. If you want to buy fresh fish..."

The shopkeeper's wife smiled at Hong Dashou very meaningfully, showing a hehe expression.

"How about buying fresh fish?" Hong Dashou hurriedly asked, and he also noticed that there was something in the shopkeeper's words.

"You want to take it to Hanyang and sell it, right? What do you think Hanyang is called?" After saying that, the shopkeeper took the bowls and chopsticks into another basin, stood up, poured the dirty water out, and went straight with the bowls and chopsticks.

Went to the kitchen.

Hong Dashou was left completely confused and confused.

"Hanyang is also called Jingcheng. What happened to Jingcheng?"

[Note 1]: In the past, when there were no dishcloths, I would plant a loofah and let it grow. Finally, when it became too old to be eaten, I would not care about it. I would just wait for it to wither and dry in the sun, then pat off the skin of the loofah.
Chapter completed!