Everyone was sipping sweet wine, chatting and laughing about how lively it was. After resting for about half an hour, they all rowed boats to go home. Tieta Village was hundreds of miles away from the county seat, and they had to load the boats and set off at three or four in the morning. It was estimated that it would take two days.
I have to get up at 0, so I have to go to bed early at night.
When Ye Congwen returned home, he lit a fire to cook and cut vegetables. There was no need to cut vegetables. They were boiled anyway. Two or three kilograms of fresh meat was cut into four or five pieces. Just cover the pot and cook over high heat.
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When I had nothing to do, I took out the burial scripture to pass the time. I was so absorbed in reading it that I didn't even realize it was getting dark.
"Hey! It's dark and you don't even light the lights. What are you doing?"
Suddenly a person appeared in front of his eyes, which startled Ye Congwen. When he looked up, he saw that it was pig bean sprouts. He was holding a bowl of steaming beef offal in both hands. The aroma filled the room, making Ye Congwen even covetous.
Rumbling.
“There is no sound at all when walking, and I don’t know how to knock on the door!”
Ye Congwen immersed himself in the book, as if the book was constantly exuding a cold atmosphere, as if he was in a cold thousand-year-old tomb.
"I called you several times but there was no response. I thought you were asleep?"
Mudouya was in a particularly good mood today, so she turned a blind eye to Ye Congwen's unfriendly attitude. Normally, she would not be so easy to talk to.
While putting the bowl on the table, he grabbed the book with a smile and said casually:
"You are so diligent that you don't even know when it gets dark. Don't lose your soul by reading.
If I hadn't known that you had limited ink, I would have been really afraid that you wanted to be a top scholar and try to catch up with the princess."
Ye Congwen knew that this girl was as if she couldn't sleep at night if she didn't say anything to him for a day. He really wanted to retort a few words, but suddenly he saw the steaming bowl of beef offal and asked angrily:
"Even if you get the top score in the exam, you may not be related to the princess, right?"
"You are ignorant, have you ever heard of the allusion of 'catching a son-in-law under the ranking'?
Wealthy businessmen and magnates will capture candidates from the list, and princes and nobles will capture Jinshi from the list. As for a unique person like the number one scholar, he must be attracted by the emperor. In all likelihood, he will give a princess as his consort, and a poor boy will be given to the princess.
What would you call a son-in-law if you don't call him Pan Gaozhi?"
"You know quite a lot. If you don't take the examination for the number one scholar, it's really a loss to the Great Xia Dynasty."
Ye Congwen hurried to the table to eat the food and said a few words of flattery.
"Burial Sutra!" When Mudouya saw the title of the book, he was so frightened that he threw the book to the ground and kept complaining:
"Brother Congwen, what are you doing? You're studying the Book of the Dead all alone at night. Be careful of attracting ghosts in the middle of the night!"
"It can't be so mysterious, right? No wonder I felt so spooky just now."
"ah---"
The pig bean sprouts screamed in fright, and quickly ran to the side to light the lamp. In fact, the sky was not completely dark, and the red light reflected by the sunset on the horizon could be vaguely seen, but it shone through the black window in the house.
Dismal atmosphere.
"It's just a book to tease you. Look, it scared you so much. It was completely dark last night. I didn't see you so scared!"
Ye Congwen couldn't help but smile when he saw the bean sprouts hiding behind him.
"This is a joke! If you keep teasing me like this, I won't make tripe for you anymore!" Pigeon Sprout complained dissatisfied.
"Hey - where are you going?" Seeing Ye Congwen getting up and going inside, Mudouya immediately grabbed Ye Congwen's arm, anxiously
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asked.
"You brought such delicious food over, of course I'm going to serve a bowl of rice. Why did you catch me?"
Mudouya smiled sheepishly, saw Ye Congwen walking towards the kitchen, glanced at the book thrown on the ground, and quickly followed him.
"You also cooked the meat? Your cooking skills are too bad, at least add some seasonings, how can you eat with a soup that is tasteless?"
Seeing that there were several pieces of meat still cooking in the pot, the pig bean sprouts couldn't help but complain.
"Let's save the meat for tomorrow. We have to go to the county town to sell goods tomorrow morning, so we can have it for breakfast.
By the way, why did you think of cooking for me today? It's steaming hot, as if it was just made. You're eating so late, what are you busy with all day long?"
When Mudouya heard this, she grinned, patted her chest with a smile and promised:
"From now on, as long as you want to eat, I will cook it for you every day!"
"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful! Did they carry the tripe innards to you?" Ye Congwen guessed that it was the old patriarch who gave the order.
"The two sisters brought me more than 20 kilograms of bison meat and a whole cow's offal. Our family was so busy that we just processed it all. Now, as soon as I finish the work, I will bring it to you to eat. It's very
Fresh!
They also said that in the future, as long as they can handle the prey killed in the mountains, they will bring their internal organs back to me, so we won’t have to worry about not being able to eat tripe in the future!”
Mudouya followed Ye Congwen and chattered non-stop, feeling very happy. Seeing Ye Congwen sitting at the table eating, he took the initiative to run to the corner and get a bowl of sweet wine, and put it on the table respectfully, smiling brightly.
Sitting opposite him, he said:
"The two sisters who have never left each other even invited me to teach them how to make braised beef tomorrow, but my mother was so happy that she kept praising me for my ability. She has not been so happy for many years.
But I know that you helped me convince them behind the scenes, otherwise they would not be willing to talk to me.
How did you talk them through?"
“If the food isn’t delicious, it’s useless for anyone to speak up!
If you really want to thank me, I will show everyone your cooking skills at the bottom of the box, and you will be able to satisfy their stomachs, and you will naturally not have to worry about them not bringing you tripe in the future."
"Needless to say, I will definitely try my best. Brother Congwen, will you come over and help me tomorrow?"
Mudou Ya seemed a little uneasy and suddenly a little nervous. After all, the giants of the flower and leaf tribes had always disliked him. If Ye Congwen was by his side, these giants would be more restrained.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to come. I will go to the county town to sell goods at two o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be afraid. They won't eat you. What are you worried about?"
"oh……"
"Let me give you an idea. These rough guys are always afraid of trouble. After you finish your demonstration tomorrow, if they look embarrassed, just tell them directly:
From now on, I will cook a pot of stew for each of your households. All you have to do is throw in the blanched meat and cook it.
Just teach them the simplest and most effective method and ensure that they will be impressed by you in the future!"
"That's a good idea! The brine needs to be spiced every once in a while. They won't be able to learn it in a while, so why not let me do it for them and save their time.
But I don’t have so much marinade on hand. Each family needs at least seventy or eighty marinade packets..."
Seeing Doudouya with a worried look on his face, he frowned as if
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She was as cautious as taking part in the big test of life. Ye Congwen was filled with emotion. It seemed that this girl really wanted to have a good relationship with the giants.
"Don't you still have me? Just go ahead and teach me about the marinade, and I will bring it back to you when I go to the county town tomorrow.
You can write me down what marinades you need to buy now. I will buy a lot of things tomorrow anyway, so we can buy them together then."
When Doudou Ya heard the words, he immediately became happy. He took out a pen and paper, and filled a piece of paper with joyful expressions. He checked it back and forth two or three times before solemnly handing it to Ye Congwen's hands, telling him again and again, never forget it.
Don’t forget it!
The two then talked about some trivial matters in daily life. After Ye Congwen finished eating, Dou Sprout rushed to wash the dishes and did some household hygiene.
Thinking that Ye Congwen would have to get up early tomorrow, Mudouya had no choice but to remind him again and again before going home.
"The chirping sounds annoying, but once I leave, I feel lonely, bored, empty, and a little cold! Could it be that the old patriarch has a sharp eye and has seen through me long ago?"
Ye Congwen recalled that Ye Wudi asked him in the morning if he felt a little lonely, empty and cold. At that time, he thought for some reason that the old patriarch was old and confused and talking nonsense!
"The old patriarch not only knows Feng Shui, but also people! You must learn from him in the future!"
After talking to himself for a long time, he picked up the burial scripture, placed it respectfully on the couch, bowed twice, and turned around to take a shower.
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As soon as the white fish belly appeared in the east, Ye Congwen and his followers had already arrived at the county town. This time, three large boats were used, carrying nearly a hundred live prey, which shows that the hunting in these two days was rich.
They were all live birds and animals, so it was easy to make a deal. They were all sold in one piece at a fixed price, and no change was required. Three boatloads of prey were sold in less than two hours.
Ye Congwen stood by the boat to collect money. Every time he brought out a prey or a group of prey, he would settle the account once, check the quantity and authenticity, and then signal the tribesmen to carry the prey to the shore.
Every late autumn, the shrewd businessmen in Wanquan County know that it is the peak hunting season and have already sent people to wait at the pier. Tieta Village is also the leader among hunting tribes, both in terms of complete varieties and large output.
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Naturally, they are the targets of hunting by merchants. However, in order to maintain good relations, Iron Tower Village will follow the ancient rules and first let small traders select half of the prey at a slightly higher price, and then sell the rest to powerful big merchants.
Naturally, the price is much more favorable.
After the prey was sold out, a few people were left to clean up, and the rest of the people went to the market to purchase grain, oil, cloth, salt and other daily necessities. They were busy until almost noon before they had all the daily necessities. Ye Congwen planned to give Mu
On the pretext of buying some marinade, Dou Ya secretly walked towards the manor area behind the street, which was backed by a hill.
The county seat was formed by long-term alluvial rivers. It is basically flat land, with occasional low hills, which were bought by dignitaries and built into independent courtyards.
Due to scarcity, the price is also ridiculously expensive. The starting price for an independent courtyard covering an area of less than one acre is at least two hundred gold coins, which is worth the entire income of Tieta Village for a year.
Therefore, the families who can live here are either rich or noble. Ye Congwen wants to find out about the Mo family. As long as he follows this street and searches for each house, he will find the real owner sooner or later.
Areas where wealthy people gather naturally have developed commerce. Restaurants, inns, brothels and casinos can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road, and there are even more densely packed small stalls and hawkers.
Ye Congwen specially cut his hair. His shoulder-length hair was cut short, and he put a ferocious pigskin mask on his face. He was really afraid of being recognized by Fatty Mo. If he asked someone to block him, he would