Yun Zheng always said that the world ran counter to his own outlook on life. Of course, he would only tell Yun Er that as local aborigines, Lu Qingqing and Wugou Xiaolin would never admit it.
Naturally, if you act condescending in front of barbarians, you will receive unanimous praise from everyone, and everyone who knows you or not will give you a thumbs up.
It's so irritating. A small piece of styrax the size of a palm actually costs 80 yuan. Why doesn't he go and grab it?
Yun Zheng held this piece of styrax in his hand and roared like a thunder in front of the big man-eating man with his head wrapped around his head and a big beard, and he had to buy it with two thousand dollars.
Eighty dollars is enough for Yun Zheng to marry two beautiful beauties from Sichuan. Even Chanel in later generations does not have this price. This old bastard is definitely lying.
Lu Qingqing, who accompanies Yun Zheng when shopping, just wants to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. She agreed that her husband would have a fun day in the city to relax, but now he is unreasonably getting into trouble with the cannibal. Styrax itself is worth as much as gold.
What your husband said makes no sense. Buying things like this will only make others look down upon you.
The big cannibal has a good temper and is not angry. Instead, he asks the clerk to bring out a sack of bark from the back and tells Yun Zheng that Su Hexiang came from here. If Yun Zheng thinks it is feasible, he can put these together for two thousand dollars.
If he buys the bark from the tree, the styrax extracted must be larger than the one in his hand.
"To refine storax, you must use gold and silver bowls and jade pestles. You also need to collect the morning dew on the day of the Waking of Insects and the rain on the Grain Rain day. As a primer, you can refine storax, so it makes sense for people to sell it at a high price. This young man
People are a little unreasonable." A well-informed man stroked his beard and looked at Yun Zheng mockingly. If he hadn't estimated the official belt around Yun Zheng's waist, he was worried that the official's embarrassment would affect him, otherwise he would not have said anything.
What words are coming.
"I think they want to buy and sell by force. We in the Song Dynasty are not interested in this kind of action. If the Shibosi takes action, this person will be in trouble. The Shibosi is dedicated to serving the officials." Some well-intentioned people also spoke out.
The big eater had lived in the Song Dynasty for a long time and knew the doorways here very well, so he still smiled and told Yun Zheng that if he felt that there was not enough bark in the sack, there were still a hundred bags and two hundred strings in the warehouse and he would take them all away.
Yun Zheng knelt down and carefully examined the brown bark. He took a small piece of bark and put it into his mouth to chew, then spit it out. He smiled and said to the big eater: "Don't provoke me yet, just follow the instructions."
You said, a sack of bark like this costs two thousand dollars, I want all the money you have. After I brought up Styrax in a few days, it will be sold all over the world at a cheap price, leaving you with no food to eat!"
"Hahaha." Da Shiren smiled happily. Refining styrax has always been a secret of Da Shiren. He didn't even know it. Only perfume masters knew how to extract it. This Song Dynasty man actually thought he could refine it.
Styrax is really ridiculous.
These barks were lost to me from the Khitan people after my incense master went on a pilgrimage to Mecca. Now that the incense master has not returned, these barks have become useless.
There are many dangers on the way to worship, and the incense master may have died on the way to worship. However, this is not a sad thing, but a very glorious thing. No matter how big a sin a person has, he worships Allah.
There is always nothing wrong.
Now some people buy their own styrax bark so that they can go to Mecca to worship and fulfill their lifelong wish. It sounds a bit sad to say it. How long has it been since I saw the majestic Kaaba?
Thinking of this, Da Shiren finally asked Yun Zheng: "Dear guest, do you really want to buy these spice skins? If you can buy them all at once, you only need to pay me one hundred and fifty guan. But I
To be clear, even I, Abdul, don’t know the Titian process, so you are most likely buying a bunch of useless bark.”
Yun Zheng nodded, this man was quite honest, but there was one thing he couldn't figure out, so he opened his mouth and asked: "The bark is very light and bulky, why don't you extract the spices from the bark at the production site so that they can
The weight and volume will be much smaller, so why do you need to deodorize yourself here? Don’t you think this is stupid?”
The great cannibal Abdul smiled and said: "Dear guest, this road from the east is full of bandits and horse thieves. Styrax is extremely precious and everyone likes it, so horse thieves and bandits also like it, but the bark
No one would like it anymore, so in the Song Dynasty, precious styrax was sold."
Yun Zheng hit his head with a fan, wondering why he had forgotten about this incident. After finalizing the business, he asked Da Shiren to transport all the bark to Yun's house, and he would pay for it later.
Lu Qingqing waited until everything was settled before saying to Yun Zheng: "Husband, you have spent a lot of money just to save face this time."
"Are you feeling distressed? I know that you, a petty person, will feel distressed. Your husband is not someone who can't afford to lose face. Let Lao Liao ask the big cannibal later if he wants to take action on his shop as well. I think this big cannibal seems to
I’m getting ready to go home, it’s a good time to pick up some bargains.”
Lu Qingqing was shocked and quickly took Yun Zheng's hand and asked: "Husband, do you really know how to extract spices from tree bark?"
"What does it mean to really know? I already know that your husband is very capable. From now on, don't ask any nonsense questions like "do you really know"? Just give me your full support."
"That's for sure. As long as my husband brings out the spices, I will shut up and never say another word. Why don't we go home and pick up the spices now!" Lu Qingqing was as excited as a little girl.
About to jump.
"Don't be too happy too early, you still have to make a lot of preparations,"
"I know, gold pots, silver shovels, and silver bowls are easy to handle. Even the dew from Jingzhe and the rain from Grain Rain are hard to find. It will take until next year." Thinking of these things, Lu Qingqing felt a little disappointed.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Who told you that you need these things? The key to this is actually wine, and it must be the strongest wine. But I guess the strongest wine will not work. I will have to start over again when I go home.
Steam it before it can be used, but we can’t sell wine at home. We don’t have a wine drinker. This was very bad in the Song Dynasty. To sell some tea, you need a tea drinker, and to sell some salt, you need a salt drinker. Nowadays, those who sell wine are the government, and ordinary people sell wine.
I don’t have any rights, and the government can’t make enough money.”
Hearing that her husband started to attack the official family, Lu Qingqing quickly dragged Yun Zheng to buy wine. Chengdu Prefecture's business was prosperous, and the entertainment industry was in Western Shu. There were lantern markets in the first month, flower markets in the second month, silkworm markets in the third month, and brocade markets in the fourth month.
There is a fan market in May, a fragrant market in June, a seven treasure market in July, a cinnamon market in August, a medicine market in September, a wine market in October, a plum market in November, and a peach charm market in December. Every month has a reason to celebrate.
There are also excuses for fun.
Yunzheng was trapped in the academy last month and could not see the treasure market. It is said that all the prostitutes in the brothels will wear all kinds of jewelery in July and show it around. In fact, they are also giving money to the brothels that make these ornaments.
In advertising, it is said that many red beauties wear nothing underneath their gauze clothes, and they are extremely fragrant.
Now is August, which is of course the season when osmanthus is fragrant. Osmanthus oil has been sold everywhere. The stingy bacon bought a gourd and applied a little to his hair every day. The strong smell made Yun Zheng furious.
Yun Zheng turned around and smelled Lu Qingqing's neck. She also had the sweet scent of osmanthus on her body. It was light and very good. He couldn't help complaining: "You can't teach that silly girl Bacon, her whole person looks like she came from osmanthus oil."
Fished out of it.”
Lu Qingqing pushed Yun Zheng away. The intimate actions of the young couple just now were seen by others. The old woman smiled with her mouth open, and the old man looked nostalgic. As for Mr. Taoism, leave him alone. The dogs won't even smell him.
"Bacon is a stubborn person and is always hostile to me. That girl likes you, so when I say something east, she will turn to the west. Originally I only applied a little bit, but after I told her, I poured half of it on my head.
Damn it, I am such a sweet mistress that I can screw with even a maid, and it’s not because you and my brother-in-law have spoiled me so much that I look like my sister-in-law more than a maid, so I can’t afford to offend her!"
At this point, there was nothing to say. Bacon was indeed a special existence in the Yun family. There was no way to explain the reason. Yun Zheng had no choice but to stop at the street restaurant. The wine lady was very happy to see a customer and deliberately opened her breasts.
He stood tall and hoped that the handsome young man would look at him more, but the lady next to him seemed to have an unkind look on his face.
"Jiannan Shaochun! That's it. This should be the strongest wine in Sichuan." Yun Zheng and his wife entered the wine shop. Lu Qingqing's big eyes glanced at the scantily clad wine seller.
My mother immediately went to the back and asked a young boy to come over to help.
"Husband, you are absolutely right, Zhuo Wenjun is a bitch."
Yun Zheng smiled and said nothing. He lifted some wine from the jar with a wine grapevine, dipped his finger in the wine and tasted it. He said to the waiter: "It's too light. Take out the strongest wine you have here."
After a while, the waiter brought over seven or eight glasses of wine, each glass was a kind of wine. Although there was a large amount of wine, Yun Zheng did not have high hopes. The wine of this period was collectively called rice wine, which was fermented wine and had a higher alcohol content.
It is completely different from the popular concept of distilled liquor in later generations. It is difficult to find liquor with high alcohol content.
Sure enough, Yun Zheng shook his head in disappointment and said to Lu Qingqing: "The wine is too weak to be used!"
Before Lu Qingqing could reply, Dr. Jiu got angry: "This gentleman is so rude. Jiannan Shaochun is a rare strong drink. He who doesn't pour it after three bowls is already a hero. Sir said the wine is not suitable, so let's drink it first."
Let’s talk after these three bowls of wine.”
The waiter was also furious. He immediately poured three bowls of wine, placed them on the tall wine cabinet, and invited Yun Zheng to drink.
Yun Zheng was a little dumbfounded. Looking at the light yellow wine in the bowl, he couldn't help but remember that when he was in school, he and his roommate brother filled the kettle with rice wine, added jujube, longan, and rock sugar, and slowly boiled it on the electric stove.
I don’t know how many bottles I drank in one night, but no one seemed to be drunk. Although my drinking capacity is not good, but now, I am definitely a drunkard!
Without saying much, he drank three bowls of wine in one go, smacked the wine on his lips and regretfully said to Lu Qingqing: "It's still bland, too bland..." (To be continued)