The man who was grabbed by Chongzhen just now burst into tears when he saw the flour worth one penny per kilo.
This year I will make dumplings for my children no matter what.
This noodle is so cheap.
Cheaper than cereals.
"The child's father, let's buy some noodles and make dumplings for the child."
When the waiter shouted loudly, "One penny for a pound of flour," the woman said excitedly.
"Yes, let's buy grains for a penny per load. With this money, it's great to eat white flour. We can make dumplings, steam buns, and roll noodles. Let's eat them in different ways." After saying that, he wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
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"Man, bring me fifty pounds of flour. Fifty pounds of rice."
"Okay," said the worker, carrying two white cloth bags directly from the back. The words rice and flour were written on them respectively. They were placed on a lifting scale and two people operated them.
"Guest, please take a look, it's fifty pounds tall," Huo Ji pointed at Scale Xingzi, showed him clearly, and said loudly.
"That's the cashier over there. Did you see those two girls? Go there and pay. You pay and come get the receipt."
The couple ran to the side, took out a piece of silver with body temperature from their arms, and handed it to the cashier girl.
These two cashier girls were trained by Xiangyi and transferred from Zunhua to cashier.
The two of them checked the fineness of the silver, then nodded and cut it open with scissors to see if there was any foreign matter in the broken silver. Then they put it on the scale and weighed it.
On a printed document, stamp it with a strange seal that has rows of wheels, and write a few lines of words.
Then handed it to him.
A girl with a dimpled smile said: "Uncle, the money is fine. Just take this and go back to the man to get two bags of grain."
The two of them looked at the small piece of paper in their hands, feeling a little worried.
After receiving real money and silver, they were both a little scared to receive food just by giving them a piece of paper.
Seeing their worries, the girl sighed and said, "I'll take you there."
Lead them to the stall and tell the clerk to pick up the goods for this uncle.
"Okay, please give me the receipt," the worker said as he piled two bags of grain in front of him and stretched out his hand.
The couple immediately understood that this receipt was money, and they could receive food. If you don't give them a receipt, they won't give you food.
He immediately handed the receipt to the clerk. The clerk looked at it carefully and said, "A bag of rice is fifty pounds, and a bag of flour is fifty pounds."
After receiving the receipt, he pushed the grain forward and said, "Take it. If you want to make dumplings with flour, don't make the dough too thin, as it will break easily. Remember, this is old grain, not new grain."
The couple kept nodding. They didn't expect to buy new grain at this price. Isn't that wishful thinking? Even old grain and flour cost two qian.
This is also a huge advantage.
The two of them walked out carrying the bags and happened to pass by a meat stall. They found that the stalls were full of pure fat meat.
The two people were drooling when they saw it.
In the Ming Dynasty, the price of pork was about thirty cents per catty, and fat pork was about forty cents per catty. Because of the lack of fat in this era, fat meat was much more expensive than lean meat.
"Big fat meat, big fat meat, twenty cents a pound"
The couple immediately stopped. It was half cheaper than outside.
Nowadays, in addition to extracting grease from kitchen waste and using it to make soap, the remaining part is no longer transported, but is fed to pigs at the treatment plant.
Yang Fan needs a lot of meat to feed his army to ensure a high amount of exercise under high nutrition.
Modern pig farming can produce pigs quickly, so it is more suitable to put them in modern times.
There is now a serious shortage of animal fats in the Ming Dynasty, so Erluzi raided many large cold storages in the country, bought all the long-frozen fat meat, and sent it over.
In modern society, no one eats fat meat. Except for making meat and oil, chefs use part of it for cooking, and few people buy it. It is very cheap, and the goods in cold storage are basically cheaper.
Yang Fan took advantage of the fact that it was winter and bought a lot. Later, when he found that the group training could not finish the food, and the craftsmen and students could not finish it either, he took part of it and sold it in the supermarket.
The couple looked at the oily fat strips, gritted their teeth for a long time, and finally decided to buy it. My parents had not eaten oily meat in several years.
Have a good year this year.
"Man, give me five pounds of fat."
"Okay" He quickly cut a large piece and added a small piece to the scale.
"Look at it, it's five pounds tall."
"Okay, it's enough to weigh it."
The clerk quickly took out a piece of oil paper, quickly wrapped it with a lotus leaf, tied it with a thin hemp rope, and threw it to the couple.
The couple excitedly carried rice noodles and fat meat out of the supermarket through the back door.
Seeing that they really bought rice noodles and fat meat at this price, Chongzhen said with emotion to Wang Chengen: "Yang Qing is really an honest and trustworthy gentleman."
The two of them, the master and the servant, came with their entourage and bought less of what they saw. After a while, the guards behind them were all loaded with things.
Finally came to the popcorn place.
See with your own eyes how popcorn is fried in a big pot.
It turns out it's made from corn.
Throw a scoop of corn kernels in, add a small spoonful of cream, a small spoonful of white sugar, and then cover the heavy cast iron pot with a lid.
Under the maximum firepower of the honeycomb briquettes, there was a sound like popping beans, and soon after opening the lid, there was a full pot of popcorn overflowing with milky fragrance.
Chongzhen bought a full twenty kilograms, put it in a large oilcloth bag, and asked a guard to carry it on his back. He took some popcorn in a paper bag, ate it, and returned to the palace with satisfaction.
When we returned to Qianqing Palace, it was already dark and the daylight was short in winter.
In Xinuan Pavilion, food has been placed on the round mahogany table that Yang Fan paid tribute to, and was served with exquisite tableware given by Yang Fan.
They are all covered with lids to keep them warm.
These dinner plates, soup basins, and cutlery are all made of gold-plated bronze, and they look very magnificent.
These are the tableware used in modern five-star hotels, delivered directly.
Three beauties are already waiting for him.
"From now on, you eat first, don't wait for me. Sometimes I am so busy reviewing memorials that I forget, otherwise the dishes will be cold." Chongzhen washed his hands with warm water while being served by the young eunuch, and used the warm towel handed over by the palace maid. He wiped his face and said.
The three little beauties all blushed a little. The emperor was becoming more and more humane. In the past, he always had a straight face. They didn't dare to express their anger and served him carefully.
Empress Zhou said: "How can you wait for Your Majesty? Not to mention that in the Qianqing Palace, even ordinary people's homes have no reason to start dinner before their husbands come back."
"Hey, Your Majesty smells sweet." Concubine Tian said, sniffing.
"Hahaha, I told you to smell it. Wang Banban, bring the popcorn up quickly." Chongzhen said.
Wang Chengen quickly asked the palace maid to put the popcorn into four small basins and bring them up.
Suddenly, the sweetness of cream filled Xi Nuan Pavilion.
"What is this? It's so sweet."
“It looks delicious.”
"Eat, eat. I've already eaten it on the way back. This is called popcorn. It costs a penny a pound. It's delicious and not expensive."
