Li Ziyu then asked, "Uncle shopkeeper, do you have cowhides in your shop?" ”

"Cowhide? Yes, you ask Blackie to get it for you. After the shopkeeper Fu finished speaking, he wanted to go to the backyard with the roe deer skin.

Li Ziyu looked at his back and suddenly felt that he had taken a big advantage and should be rewarded, so he said to the shopkeeper Fu: "Uncle shopkeeper, I have a way to cook the skin, and the cooked skin is soft."

"Really?" Shopkeeper Fu turned around in surprise and interrupted Li Ziyu's words, "Can you really cook the skin softly?" ”

Li Ziyu nodded: "Really." ”

The shopkeeper Fu spoke incoherently excitedly: "In this way, one hundred taels, you sell me the method." "He couldn't help but get excited. Their hometown is cold all year round, and they rely on the skins of wild animals to keep them warm. But they don't know how to cook the skin, or the best way to cook it. They also have cookers, but the methods are lacking, and the cooked skin is always not soft. Now that he finally has a way, can he not be excited?

Li Ziyu's heart was already overturned, but there was nothing on her face. She was completely shocked by the shopkeeper Fu and was speechless, she didn't expect that the almost well-known familiar skin method searched on the modern Internet was so valuable in ancient times. Wow, this time it's really rich! One hundred taels is really an astronomical amount for Li Ziyu now.

Seeing that Li Ziyu didn't speak, the shopkeeper Fu thought that she was too little, gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, what about two hundred taels?" Little girl, there are quite a few, are you still not satisfied? ”

Li Ziyu was shocked again, and she wondered if it was an auditory hallucination. She forced herself to calm down and not let herself show the slightest flaw. She is now very grateful for the strong psychological quality training in her previous life, so that her emotions can return to normal in an instant. So, with a faint smile on her face, she said in a calm tone: "Okay, Uncle Shopkeeper, I'll write it for you." ”

The young man Xiao Hei cleverly ran into the back room, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, put it on the table at the front desk of the grocery store, and sharpened the ink with eyes.

Li Ziyu stepped forward and saw the brush and rice paper on the table, only to think that this was ancient times, and he couldn't hold the two strokes. So he smiled apologetically at the shopkeeper: "Uncle shopkeeper, my words are too ugly, let's say you write." ”

The shopkeeper knew that she was not lying, and seeing her clothes, life must be difficult in the family, it would be good to be literate, and it was normal for her not to be able to write. So, he sat down at the table unceremoniously, picked up the brush, and wrote down the method of cooking the skin in Li Ziyu's slow narration.

What Li Ziyu is talking about is the simplest way to cook the skin, which is to boil a pot of rotten millet porridge, and add an appropriate amount of nitrate to the gruel according to the number of cooked skins. Nitrate has been available since ancient times, and it is not difficult to find. Spread the millet porridge with nitrate evenly on the leather plate, about half a finger thick, and wrap the leather plate carefully, do not touch the fur, and put it at the foot of the kang. Wait until the skin is dry the next day, and brush it again. After seven days of tossing like this, the skin is completely soft. The skin is scraped clean, then the skin is hung up and scraped repeatedly from top to bottom with a tool called a "leather hook" in the shape of a sickle blade mounted in the middle of a two-pronged stick, and then shoveled through the skin with a leather spatula until it is white and soft.

The shopkeeper Fu finished memorizing the method, blew it with his mouth, and waited for the ink to dry before solemnly putting it into his arms. He laughed happily and gave Li Ziyu two hundred taels of silver very happily.

Li Ziyu asked him to exchange it for three silver ingots of fifty taels, three ten taels, two five taels and ten taels of broken silver. He put the silver in his purse, said goodbye to the shopkeeper, and hurried to the vegetable market in the city.

Shiyan Town's wet market is located in the town's South Lane, which is a large flat area near the city gate and southwest of Huating Street. This vegetable market is very lively every day, selling vegetables, meat, bamboo baskets, all kinds of grain, selling all kinds of snacks, selling small clay pots, selling firewood, etc., the exclusive officials in the market inspect the stalls, according to the price of the things sold by each stall to charge a certain fee, to maintain the order of the market, so no one dares to make trouble in the whole market. Those who dare to make trouble will not have a backer in the county government.

Li Ziyu used to cut firewood and sell it here, so she is quite familiar with this place. She entered the vegetable market, and all kinds of shouts and shouts came and went, people came and went in the market, and the sounds of bargaining for buying and selling things hit her visual nerves, and a strong breath of life of ancient people came to her face.

Li Ziyu looked at the various stalls with relish and stopped in front of a stall selling cabbage and radishes. She really wants to eat! In the past, she had no money to buy this kind of luxury in order to fill her stomach, but now, with two hundred taels of silver in her pocket, she finally has confidence. I have to buy some vegetables to eat today, no, not only today, but also in the future. No matter how expensive vegetables are, she can afford them now.

The vegetable seller is an old man of about fifty years old, and his face is full of wrinkles, showing the vicissitudes he has experienced. The old man saw Li Ziyu standing in front of the stall, and greeted him busily: "Little girl, buy some food." Look, how fresh is this dish? ”

The reason why Li Ziyu stopped here was also to see the freshness of the old man's dishes. So he asked, "Grandpa, how do you sell this dish?" ”

The old man replied: "The cabbage is fifteen wen a catty, and the radish is ten wen a catty." ”

Li Ziyu couldn't help but twitch in her heart, okay, this dish is really more expensive than meat. The fat of pork is only 15 wen a catty, and the lean meat is 12 wen a catty. If it weren't for a windfall, she wouldn't be willing to buy such an expensive dish to eat. In fact, it's not to blame that vegetables are expensive, mainly because there are too few vegetables, and all the good land here has grown grain. Because the grain production is too low, it is not enough to grow grain to eat, and no one will take the land to grow vegetables to eat. That is, in your own yard, grow some seasonal vegetables to eat, and forget it if you don't eat it. Unless there are rich people in the city, they dare to eat no matter how expensive the dishes are, because they are rich.

This old man is an exception. The old man's surname is Zhou, and he Dashan's daughter-in-law Zhou Xiaomei is in the same village, both of which are from Xiaodonggou. The old man's name is Zhou Laoshi, and he has a son who died of illness five years ago, leaving behind a nine-year-old granddaughter and a six-year-old grandson. The old woman cried blind because of the death of her son, and her body collapsed. The daughter-in-law is also filial, raising children, and filial piety to her in-laws. The family originally had a few acres of land, but in order to treat his son's illness, he only had two acres left, and the food in the field was not enough to eat. It was also the old man's heart, and when he was selling firewood, he found that there were few and expensive vegetables, so he used his brain. So he let him grow vegetables in front of and behind the house, and dug the cellar himself and kept the vegetables in the cellar. Therefore, the old man's food is fresh, and the rich families in the city love to buy his food.

"Give me five cabbages, five turnips, and see how many catties?" Li Ziyu gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, it was expensive, buy it!

The old man's eyes narrowed happily, and he hurriedly tied the cabbage with a hemp rope, and weighed it fifteen catties and two taels. The old man erased the two taels and didn't ask for money. The cabbage is a total of two hundred and twenty-five texts. Then the radish was weighed, seven catties and one tael, and one or two were erased without asking for money, a total of seventy wen. The two things together are two hundred and ninety-five.

Li Ziyu paid the silver, put the cabbage and radish into the bamboo basket, said goodbye to the old man and walked to the meat stall.

The meat stall was not far from the vegetable stall, and Li Ziyu walked for less than five minutes.

The meat seller is a stout man with a face full of meat, his face is shiny, his body is oily and twisted, and he looks fierce, but he is actually a very kind person. Everyone who bought the meat came with joy and went away satisfied.

Li Ziyu walked to the stall and looked at the fat meat white and tender shining with oily light, the lean meat was dark red, and the meat was quite fresh. She was not at ease, so she quietly stretched out her fingers and pressed it, and soon the meat regained its elasticity, and then saw that the cut surface was smooth and neat, and knew that the meat was fresh, so she was relieved.

The butcher who sold meat saw that the little girl couldn't speak, so he smiled and asked, "Little girl, sell meat?" Fat or skinny or two, how much? ”

Li Ziyu thought about the size of the oil jar, and said, "Five catties of fat and two catties of lean meat." By the way, how do you sell them? How much is a pound? ”

"Fifteen pounds of fat meat, twelve pounds of lean meat." The butcher said that he cut the fat and lean meat, weighed it, and tied it with hemp rope, "Ninety-nine wen, No, I will add another one to you, and make up a hundred wen." What's going on, little girl? ”

Li Ziyu saw that the butcher had added a liver leaf and two big bones, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, uncle, next time I will buy meat from you." As he spoke, he took out a hundred papers, handed them to the butcher, and took up two strings of meat, liver leaves, and pig bones and put them in the bamboo basket.

Li Ziyu walked forward, and her heart was happy. The pig here is cheaper than the lean pork, and it's not that no one eats it. It seems that in modern times, someone said that no one in ancient times ate pigs and water, saying that they would not eat it. How can it be? Here, there is not enough food to eat, and all the wild vegetables are eaten directly, let alone meat. No matter how bad the pig is in the water, it is also meat? Whether it is boiled or stir-fried, it is also very fragrant. Even if the white water tastes a little bigger, it's better than starvation. Even the big pork bones are also eaten, not to mention anything else, it is also very fragrant to boil in a porridge pot, isn't it?

Li Ziyu thought about what was still lacking at home, and remembered that there was not much food at home, so she walked towards the food stall. She asked about the prices of various grains, and sorghum rice was seven cents a catty, which was one penny cheaper than the grain store. Sorghum flour is five pennies a catty, and it is also cheaper. White flour 12 wen a pound is the same as the grain shop, rice 15 wen a catty. Li Ziyu asked for 50 catties of sorghum rice, 50 catties of sorghum noodles, 20 catties of white flour, and 20 catties of rice, which they bought from several stalls, and cost a total of 1,140 wen, which cost more than one or two pieces of silver. Li Ziyu smacked her tongue secretly, this money really can't help but be spent. Today, the money from selling roe deer skins is not enough. On the way to make money, there is a long way to go.

After buying food, Li Ziyu felt a lot more at ease. I wanted to buy some rare things for a few small ones, so I looked around, and I saw a fruit stand, so I walked over.