The price of the witch shopkeeper was actually reported to Lin Hui, and the actual price was doubled, so as not to cause any moths along the way.

Hearing the price quoted by the witch shopkeeper, the middle-aged steward was stunned for a moment.

"One hundred taels! You ** might as well grab it! Without waiting for the steward to speak, Zhao Gongzi choked and said first.

One hundred taels is also outrageous.

Last year, a group of fifty-year-old daughters were born, and they were only eighty taels and one altars.

One jar is not worth two or three barrels of this small barrel.

The witch shopkeeper was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Why does Zhao Gongzi need to be angry, the small one is just doing business, there is one to say, and there is two to say." Childe, please take a look. Pointing to the handwriting on the small wooden insignia, he continued: "This wine is produced in the Bordeaux region, from the Ross family, and is of excellent quality. Even if you don't mention this wine, just to transport it to our southern Wucheng, it will cost a lot of silver taels. ”

is worthy of being a shopkeeper, now learning and selling, this is said confidently, secretly revealing the rarity of their own goods, but it does not make people feel exaggerated.

Zhao Gongzi's fair face was flooded with two red clouds because of anger, and he couldn't get up or down at this time. I felt that I was unstable in front of the nine girls, but I felt that the price was really unacceptable.

Fortunately, there were people around who knew something, and the middle-aged steward looked around, pointed to a bottle of wine in a glass bottle, and said with a smile: "Witch shopkeeper, why don't you take this one and taste it, it looks like the last time King Minjun invited guests." What kind of wave is there, you sell yourself and go wronged. ”

This is to build a ladder to let his son-in-law come down.

Zhao Gongzi was not stupid, he opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it twice, no longer mentioned the matter, sat down under the service of the steward, and waited for the witch shopkeeper to pour the wine.

The other Nine Girls were much more complicated.

The people who came with me couldn't wait to replace all the tables and chairs in the store with their own.

The table top was naturally wiped and wiped, and the chair was covered with a cushion with a dark green elastic chrysanthemum pattern. When the girl sat down, she handed over a small hand stove with a very delicate handle of brass and a small hand stove with four seasons of oranges engraved on it. Someone else brought out a pot of hot water to prepare, and I don't know whether it was going to be poured for the girl to drink, or to be used to wash the cups.

Lin Hui smiled secretly in her stomach. These two people, one shaking a fan and the other holding a hand stove, simply make people not know the solar terms.

Although it was regarded as air and irony, Lin Hui didn't care about them.

It's obviously a trick for the little boy to please the little girl, hehe.

Only oneself knows whether it is wronged or not.

That's why there is a saying that the goods are sold.

When Lin Hui was about to go out, Lin Hui found two small sacks at the door, stacked and put them away, and a small hole was broken at the bottom, and the contents were scattered a little.

It's beans.

Well? Lin Hui stopped when he landed.

Lao Zhou was holding a small wooden box of wine in the back, and when he saw the girl looking at the two sacks, although he didn't know what he was looking at, he still beckoned the man to come over.

The distinguished guest is naturally accompanied by the shopkeeper himself, and the guy is idle.

"How do you sell this?" Lin Hui asked directly.

Judging from the ground on the ground, it is clear that this shop is not a good thing.

"Well," the guy was a young man in his early twenties, scratching his head and laughing, "This is not for sale." ”

Not sold.

Those who do business can't wait to conjure flowers out of thin air to sell.

Anything can be bought and sold, depending on the price.

Why not sell it?

Lin Hui didn't ask this: "I want this kind of bean, since you don't sell it, can you tell me that I bought it there, I'll find it myself." ”

"But......" the man's expression was puzzled, "this is for horses." ”

Could it be that the girl in this family is still in charge of feeding the horses?

It's so rare.

Feed the horses......

Lin Hui is a little dizzy, even if it is not regarded as a good thing, there is no need to feed the horses. Moreover, do horses eat this?

The man glanced at the other side, and saw that the shopkeeper was busy introducing the good wine in the glass bottle, and did not let himself pass, so he explained: "It's not all used to feed the horses, no, it's that the horses don't all eat this." Well, no, it's not all that. ”

It turned out that this bean was not a regular horse feed, but when the horse was tired, a handful of horse feed was added, and it was said that it could quickly recover the spirit. Therefore, there are only two small sacks, which are considered ingredients.

No matter what the material is, it will never fall from the sky.

"And what about the beans you bought there?" Lin Hui continued to ask.

"I didn't buy it, I sent it to the merchant who delivered it to us."

That is, the partner of buying and selling.

"If the girl doesn't want much, she might as well take a bag and go, and go back and talk to the shopkeeper, it will be fine." When the guy saw that Lin Hui was not leaving, he naturally knew that this girl was not giving up, so he simply gave her a bag.

It's just for the horses, and there were no such beans before, so the horses weren't good.

Lin Hui was quite moved.

She really wanted to carry a bag away, but she felt embarrassed to take it for nothing.

The witch shopkeeper found that these people had gathered at the door and hadn't left, which was a little strange, so he sued Zhao Gongzi and the nine girls, so he came to check.

"The girl wants these beans? What is the meaning of this bean? The witch shopkeeper was very curious about Lin Hui's request.

"You can flush it and drink it, it's delicious." Lin Hui has a good impression of the witch shopkeeper.

Flush and drink? Still delicious?

Everyone: "......"

This girl is a man or a horse.

"People compete with horses for food, and the taste is really peculiar." A deliberately weird voice sounded behind him, but it was that Zhao Gongzi.

Probably because he didn't get the wine in the small wooden barrel, he was not happy, and Zhao Gongzi also came over to join in the fun.

Lin Hui glanced at him and didn't speak.

This person almost wrote the words "embroidered pillow" on his forehead, arguing with such a person, and dropping the price.

"Zhao Gongzi, this is not something to fight about. This bean looks strange, and it is unknown if it is eaten by humans. Besides, horses and people eat the same things, such as soybeans, can they be given to horses, but people don't eat them? The witch shopkeeper took over with a smile.

Guests, you can't favor one over the other.

Zhao Gongzi waved his fan a little annoyed: "So, the witch shopkeeper is going to eat this bean too?!" I don't know if it's better to stew pork ribs or stew pork knuckles. ”

I really want to eat it as soybeans.

How to eat it, but the Wu shopkeeper didn't know, he turned his head and asked Lin Hui with a smile: "I still have to ask Miss Lin about this, how to make this bean, but just flush it like making tea?" ”

As a shopkeeper on Fan Street, he has a strong curiosity about all new things.

Maybe the business opportunities are limitless.

"You can't brew it directly." Lin Hui looked around, but didn't see anything suitable for grinding beans, so she had to say: "You have to find a pharmacy first, or find a small stone mill, grind this bean into powder, and then use the powder to brew, after brewing, filter out the bean powder, and then add ** and sugar, so that you can drink." ”

It's hard to describe coffee.

If you have black coffee, it is estimated that people here will not accept it at all.

White coffee may still have a chance, but it is not easy to obtain, and good sugar is not cheap.

It is indeed more difficult for a man to serve than a horse.