PS: I'm very sorry, yesterday it was supposed to be chapter 294, and this chapter is chapter 295. I'm sorry.

Wang Xiao also wanted to sell a tiger skin at the price of a dragon skin, but unfortunately the price of the tiger skin has soared in recent years, and the tiger skin can only be sold to the rich.

And the rich don't want to spend money indiscriminately in this chaotic time, and he is already satisfied if he can sell fifty yuan.

He didn't ask for cloth, and all he chose was copper coins.

Wude used five baht coins before, and then cast the famous Kaiyuan Tongbao written by Ouyang Xun.

Kaiyuan is indeed Li Longji's era name, but Kaiyuan Tongbao was not made by him, but by Li Yuan.

Kaiyuan means to usher in a new era, and it is true in the history of money.

From here, Huaxia officially entered the era of Tongbao.

This Tongbao of later generations, that Tongbao, are all extended from Kaiyuan Tongbao.

Before Kaiyuan Tongbao, from Qin half two to Sui five baht, the measurement of currency was based on the 24 decimal system of 24 baht as 1 tael.

After Kaiyuan Tongbao, it officially entered the decimal era of centi, cent, money, and two.

Monetarily, this is indeed the beginning of a new era.

Wang Xiao dragged the money and went to buy twenty large vats to put in the courtyard behind his wine shop.

Then it's about buying soybeans and buying salt.

The soybeans are soaked and fermented, and a layer of beans, a layer of salt, and water are placed in the tank.

Wang Xiao was shirtless, revealing his strong, perfect and well-proportioned muscles, resisting the busyness of going back and forth with beans and water.

Many of the little ladies in the surrounding neighborhoods were enthusiastic onlookers, and those who boldly wanted to come up to help Wang Xiao wipe his sweat.

There is no way, Wang Xiao, who is too attractive and unbearable, can only choose to work with the door closed in the end.

"It takes four months to ferment, what can you do in that time?"

With his strong physical strength, Wang Xiao, who had managed twenty jars of soy sauce by himself, was finally busy.

It's just that it will take a while to wait until the finished soy sauce is produced, and Wang Xiao doesn't want to waste it with nothing.

"The words of sake brewing... Guanzhong is now forbidden to make wine, and there is a shortage of food. I don't have any land for agricultural products. ”

Carry a wooden bucket and pour cold water on it, and pour it directly on the bath. Wang Xiao, who was shaking his hair in the sun to show off his muscles, had an idea when his eyes fell on the remaining unused soybeans.

The ancients were not stupid at all, they knew for a long time that eating oil was effective in alleviating hunger and reducing the need for food.

It's just that oil is too rare.

To want oil, you have to have meat. That is, the meat oil that is usually used. It can only be obtained by refining animal fat.

The population of Datang is in the tens of millions, how many fat animals do you need to meet the demand?

In this case, vegetable oils naturally came into being.

For example, the famous sesame oil has appeared in this land early.

Grind the sesame seeds into sesame paste, and after a while, a layer of sesame oil will precipitate.

However, this thing is not very useful if the production is too small.

Soybeans were boiled and eaten before, and the boiled beans were used as soup and soaked as juice. That's what it means.

After that, there was a stone mill, and it was ground into powder to eat.

However, it is still necessary to wait until the time of the Song Dynasty to really play its most valuable oil identity.

Su Shi mentioned soybean oil in the 'Sense of Things', which is the earliest record of Xianguan.

During the Ming Dynasty, soybean oil production began to increase, and it really became the main source of oil supply.

As for the Tang Dynasty, there is no such thing now.

At this time, vegetable oil was actually used, and soybeans were used as raw materials for tofu.

"Good stuff." Wang Xiao looked at the soybeans, and his eyes began to glow.

The cost of this thing is not high, after all, soybeans were originally a staple food in China. The yield is large and the planting area is wide. Even at this high price, the price is much cheaper than corn.

But oil is different, and edible oil is never cheap.

Wang Xiao was by no means a black-hearted businessman, so he decided to set the price according to ten times the cost input. As long as it's not more expensive than meat oil.

This is the real price of conscience!

Wang Xiao's small yard is already full of vats, and there is no place to put stone mills.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Xiao simply closed his small wine shop temporarily. The stone mill was arranged directly in the shop.

Watching Wang Xiao, who was full of muscles, pushing the stone mill into the store, Uncle Yang, who was selling steamed buns at the door, was like the old lady of Gao Laozhuang who saw Zhu Wuneng.

This kind of strong labor force is something that everyone wants.

Before industrial production, if you want to press oil, you need to press and grind.

The difference between such and such production methods is just the appearance of catties.

Wang Xiao didn't buy big animals, nor did he spend money to hire people. It was he who added beans to the stone mill and then pushed the stone mill himself to extract oil.

In terms of his strength and body, this is a trivial matter.

"Eight pounds and six taels."

After pressing a stone of soybeans, Wang Xiao weighed the oil squeezed out.

Although it is not as good as the level of eleven or twelve catties with one stone before industrialization, it is not bad.

For several days in a row, Wang Xiao's shop was filled with the continuous sound of stone grinding turning.

Wang Xiao carried a large barrel of oil to the oil shop. When he came out, he carried a burden of copper coins and several pieces of cloth.

Taking the time to go outside the city, Wang Xiao went to a few Zhuangzi and made an agreement to supply soybeans and various vegetables.

He now very much wants to have his own Zhuangzi, and he can plant whatever he wants.

It's just that the money is not enough, and it has to continue to accumulate.

Even in Datang, the most stable way to do business is still food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Establish a foundation in this area first, and then you can do other things slowly.

Wang Xiao picked a batch of beans and soaked them to make bean sprouts, and the dried bean dregs can be used to make cakes, tofu and soy products, and so on.

In fact, it is the most suitable to feed livestock, but Wang Xiao is now the only one in the whole family, and no one can feed him.

Buy beans, squeeze oil, sell oil. These have become Wang Xiao's daily essential homework.

When the copper money and cloth accumulated to a certain extent, Wang Xiao no longer sold soybean oil but saved it.

During this time, the situation inside and outside Chang'an City was also changing.

First, the Turks took the opportunity to kill and attacked all the way to the north of Weishui.

Li Shimin sent a golden silk and killed the white horse to make an alliance, which was the Weishui Alliance.

At that time, there was a lot of noise in Chang'an City, and every shop in the West Market was levied a tax. Wang Xiao couldn't do it even if the door was closed, but he still handed over a sum of copper coins and cloth.

For the arrogant Li Shimin, this is a huge shame.

But at this time, Datang was worried about internal and external troubles, and he could only swallow his anger and endure it first. But a few years later, he took revenge.

After that, there were Xue Wanche and other former princes and the people of the Qi Palace, Li Chengqian was made the crown prince and so on.

When many major events continued, Wang Xiao was renovating his wine shop.

The tattered tables and chairs were chopped up to make firewood, and Wang Xiao bought wood tools to build new furniture by himself.

A new stove was built, and a blacksmith was hired to build a new cast iron pot and various utensils.

The curtain wood panels were all replaced with new ones, and the lacquer of the tung paint tree and the red cinnabar were mixed by themselves to make lacquer to be painted.

I made a new plaque and wrote 'Zhen Yu Xuan' and hung it up.

Wang Xiao is just a small shop on the street, and he can't be called a pavilion or a building. It can only be said to be a Xuan.

The most innovative change was the creation of a stove with a hoop and a long chimney connected to the outside to smoke out.

The tin stove burns coal to provide heat, and a kettle on top of it is absolutely perfect for a winter treat.

That's right, when Wang Xiao's soy sauce tank that has been stuffy for a few months can be shipped, it is already winter here in Chang'an City.

In the evening of that day, the officials on duty at the West City Bureau went home together. When passing by Wang Xiao's shop, someone was surprised and said, "The Wang family boy is here, and it has finally opened." ”

No matter which one sits on the throne, basically they will not have the heart to touch these small officials in the market.

The treatment of the officials is not bad, and they often patronize Wang Xiao's shop to eat a bowl of mutton soup in the past.

He has been closed for a few months, and the officials still miss it.

A group of people greeted and wanted to come over to see the excitement and drink a bowl of hot mutton soup.

When you come to the door, the first thing you see is the plaque of 'Zhen Yu Xuan'.

"This plaque is good, and the handwriting is beautiful."

"The walls and pillars are all repainted, and they look much better than before."

"Don't say so much, let's go first."

Lifting the thick door curtain, a group of people hula squeezed in.

The store was not dim at all, and the Wang family boy lit a lot of oil lamps as if he didn't want money.

The uneven bricks on the ground have all been replaced by flat and smooth bluestone. There are several square tables scattered in the store, and they are already full of people at this time. The air is filled with an indescribable smell of food.

Seeing Wang Xiao coming out with a plate to serve the food, the officials shouted, "Wang boy, hurry up and find a place for me." ”

Without Wang Xiao speaking, those who came to rub the stove to chat got up one after another and gave up two tables to them.

Guanzhong people are still very realistic.

Wang Xiao let them rub the fire here for leisure, so of course they would not take it for granted and hinder Wang Xiao from doing business.

beckoning the officials to sit down, Wang Xiao stretched out his hand and pointed to the menu hanging on the wall, "Order what you want to eat." ”

"Huh? This hand-lettered in block letters is beautiful. ”

The officials are at least literate and numeracy, otherwise they would not be able to work in the city office.

The first thing they see, of course, is a beautiful font.

"Soybean sprouts fried bean curd, fifteen wen."

"Stir-fried tofu with leeks, eighteen texts."

"Minced meat and tofu, thirty wen."

"Scrambled eggs with leeks, twenty-six wen."

"Freshly steamed river fish, sixty wen."

"A bowl of mutton soup, twenty-six wen."

"One meat bun, Jiuwen."

“......”

"What is this?" The officials were a little puzzled.

Wang Xiao explained with a smile, "They are all dishes that our restaurant can provide, the prices are fair, and the children are not bullied." ”

It's not the time of Zhenguan.

In the first year of Zhenguan, there was a catastrophe in Guanzhong, and the price of rice was as high as 1,000 yuan a bucket when it was the highest.

Although there is still more than half a year to go, the prices in Chang'an City are quite high now.

It's good to have soybean sprouts, leeks and other things to eat in this winter.

The officials had never eaten stir-fried food, and they had never even heard of it.

Look at the guests on the left and right eating so deliciously, and all the gluttonous insects are hooked.

As soon as a few people summed up, everyone pooled money together and began to order. chaptererror();

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