The carriage of the two came to the East Market one after the other, and the carriage was drowned out by the hustle and bustle that came to the face, and the eyes were all people dressed in brocade clothes, and the cool weather in the early morning made some people who were afraid of heat come out in advance, and they came out to relax while the day was not hot.

Li Chengyang has never been to the East Market, and the few times he went out before, he just went to the West Market to go around, where there were some foreign merchants and some small merchants and hawkers, and the East Market was a place to serve the dignitaries, and before he understood his identity, the original Li Chengyang did not have the confidence to come here.

When Xiao Cheng arrived, he was familiar with the road, and pulled Li Chengyang all the way to introduce him to what the shops in the East City were and who the background of each family was.

Nearly half of a series of basic industries such as grain stores, salt shops, and cloth shops directly belong to the major families, and the rest are either too small in scale or indirectly related to the families.

However, behind some restaurants, inns and Qinglou and other places that make quick money, you can see a lot of noble figures, and there are even two well-known Qinglou directly attached to Li Daozong's door, and it is rare to be able to open a store in a place like Dongshi by itself.

The deep-rooted roots of the families have given Li Chengyang a new understanding, and he dares to guarantee that if the shops controlled by the families do not open for half a month, this Chang'an will be in chaos, and it is no wonder that he has such confidence to point fingers in the affairs of the palace.

Now I think about these unintentionally, this time I came to buy clothes and bedding, and asked Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng took him directly to the door of a cloth village with the most gorgeous decoration, and pointed with his hand: "You can go in and take what you like, don't be polite, take as much as you want."

Curiously, he looked at the unusually generous Xiao Cheng: "This is your family?" So generous? ”。

Cheng Chumo laughed twice: "What is my family, this is your family, it is said that the backstage is Your Majesty today, you can just take it with confidence as soon as your identity is revealed, anyway, there are not many things to sell."

As soon as he heard that it was his own family, Li Chengyang was also relieved, it was not a big deal to have a cloth village inside the palace, as long as it was not placed on the bright side, he entered the door, and showed the waist card of King Qin to Xiao Er, who came to greet the guests, and was led into the back house very respectfully.

A discerning person can see at a glance that the person who came is a eunuch, how can anyone not grow a beard when he is old.

How could there be so much cloth in the palace, even so much that a huge cloth village could be opened, and the round words answered Li Chengyang's doubts.

It turned out that they were all selected into the palace in recent years, as well as the concubines and maids who were serving sentences in the palace, these people can be selected into the palace, the craft is absolutely nothing to say, and there is nothing in the palace that needs these show girls, and these people cannot be left vacant in Chu Xiuge to be offered in vain.

It was the eldest grandson who put forward this suggestion, one was to find something to do for the show girls and the ladies, and the other was to bring some income to the palace to fill Li Yuan's private treasury.

"Look at this decoration and the cloth on display, it doesn't look like a place where you can't make money, this king asks you, where does all the money go? Why hasn't life in the palace improved in the slightest?" looked at the old eunuch's round body, and seriously suspected that he had filled his pockets.

The frightened old eunuch's body trembled: "Ouch, my King Qin, don't talk nonsense, let people listen to the old slave and my life is afraid that it will not be guaranteed, hey, this is not to complain about the old slave's body, the discerning person will know where I am at a glance, where will people often come to my cloth village to sell things, but from time to time there are no famous people come to give gifts, good things are sent to the palace, those defective products that are not qualified to enter the palace, can only be cheaper old man."

Li Chengyang is no stranger to paying tribute to the things in the palace, even the vegetables he eats every day are the size of a piece of water, and even the difference in color is not big, the kitchen is definitely a paradise for obsessive-compulsive disorder, even if the people above are advocating frugality, the people below do not dare to really bring the vegetables that others don't want to the superiors, fortunately, most of them are picked out by vegetable farmers in advance, and then sent to the palace, and there is not much waste.

Round can send good things up first in thinking about themselves is also good, into the warehouse to look at the accumulated goods and gifts, not much, the palace show girl has been sent away by the eldest grandson some time ago and the palace maids together, and now close to the palace There are not many people in the palace to support the cloth village, and there are not many people who simply buy cloth, barely maintaining a balance in and out.

I flipped through the gifts again, and it was indeed of different sizes, the antler lingzhi was messily placed together, it seemed that the round was not lying to him, and the quality of the rest of the things was fine, but the quality was a little uneven.

asked for thirty pairs of bedding from the store and asked them to send them to the Ministry of Industry, Li Chengyang had no intention of continuing to chat with Yuanbian, the unique smell of urine on the eunuch's body was stimulated by the heat, and he was stuffy in the robe for a while, and the smell was always a little disgusting.

He and Xiao Cheng went out of the cloth shop, the time was close to noon, asked Xiao Cheng to find a restaurant to eat and then go back, Xiao Cheng didn't say much, and took him to a magnificent restaurant.

"The Marching Pavilion? Yours'? How did you come up with this name? "With the previous experience, Xiao Cheng deliberately took a lot of detours to bring him here, then this place is either still royal or related to Xiao Cheng.

"Well, this is what my father and a few uncles jointly opened, it can be regarded as making some quick money for the family, otherwise the money is really not enough for that month" Xiao Cheng leaned over to Li Chengyang and muttered with laughter.

didn't say anything more, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military kept saying that business was cheap, but there were few people who didn't get involved in the affairs of businessmen, but it was just a matter of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, and they knew such unspoken rules, why did they have to put so much effort into intriguing with hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China yesterday, it is better to directly find someone to do it in a name, and it is much more convenient.

hatefully despised the officials, and then followed Xiao Cheng into the marching pavilion, which is really worthy of the name given by Lao Cheng and several generals, as soon as he entered the door, he found that there were no tables and chairs and other things in the restaurant, only a marching pot was propped up, the restaurant was smoky, the aroma of food was mixed with the smoke of burning firewood, and Li Chengyang was smoked to tears at that time.

Xiao Cheng instead enjoyed it: "Your Highness, look, this is my father's idea, don't put anything, why did the army come here like this, you see that pot, it's still commonly used by my father when he was fighting, how about it, it's very good, right?" ”。

After a short period of adaptation, I slowly opened my eyes, and found that there were actually a lot of people who came here to eat, groups of people gathered around the marching pot, and they didn't know what they were singing in their mouths.

"These are all old subordinates who were born and died with my father before, and now I heard that my father opened a restaurant, and he comes here from time to time to cheer up, Your Highness, you haven't said what about my father's idea?"

Li Chengyang was silent for a long time, the idea is good, if there is a restaurant with this theme in modern times, maybe it will be on fire, and the thick ancient atmosphere will be paved, of course, the premise is that there is not so much smoke, and he saluted respectfully to those who ate at the moment, and Li Chengyang still knew about the marching pot, and he used it to cook not long ago, and the open-air cauldron was indeed handy, but the marching pot was used in the house.

I have to say that he is worthy of Lao Cheng, but what he admires more is this group of fighting men who eat, and they all have tears and snot flowing, and they insist that they are drunk too much.

Pulling Xiao Cheng was about to leave, this kind of smoky and burning room made him feel like a roast duck, or a fruit wood roast duck, didn't take two steps, the shopkeeper came out, saying that the shopkeeper was a bit of a disadvantage to the comers, and Lao Cheng had the same messy beard, a height of one meter nine, and a towel on his shoulder that didn't look as big as his palm, and he was about to talk to Xiao Cheng happily.

Who expected Xiao Cheng to go up is a kick: "I said Cheng Xi, can't you take care of your beard, you have to learn from my father, and don't look at your stupidity, no wonder the business in the store is not good, it's all your trouble."

"Hey, okay, the little one shaved his beard when he turned around, and the province made him stain the eyes of the little grandfather, what are you going to eat today? The small ones put on the fire in advance."

"Old rules, hey, by the way, did the guy named Ma Zhou you received a few days ago get the money together? If you don't give him money, you will kick him out, and the loss is not our family's money, if not, you will give him some silver, and don't let him stay on it, so that others will listen to it, and it is not good for us to accept people who eat white food. By the way, Your Highness, what are you pulling me to do?"

Originally, Li Chengyang was ready to pull Xiao Cheng away, but who knew that he heard this, Ma Zhou? But that Ma Zhou, who has always been in the position of prime minister? History records that Ma Zhouwude was an assistant teacher in Bozhou during the period, and resigned angrily because of depression, came to Chang'an, and threw himself into Changhemen, until Zhenguan for five years, and was valued by Li Shimin with a strategy, and since then he has been the prime minister all the way, and finally can even accompany the burial of the imperial mausoleum.

If it is really this great talent, then this trip out of the palace is too right, now it may be the day when Ma Zhou just came to Chang'an, no money, no one, and he can't let go of his identity to find a job, so he has to sell words in exchange for a little money to make a living. As for why in East City? Maybe I want to meet a discerning nobleman in the East Market.

"I'll talk about it later, where is this person named Ma Zhou, I'm curious, take me to meet?" Hurriedly stopped the shopkeeper who was going to prepare, he was afraid that he would live ten years less to eat here, so he would see Ma Zhou first and leave.

Xiao Er looked at Xiao Cheng, and when he saw Xiao Cheng nodding, he reacted, this should be an acquaintance of the Cheng family, so he hurriedly nodded and saluted, and then pointed to a figure in the corner with his hand: "Oh, it's there, I just came back for dinner today, and it doesn't look like I've sold calligraphy and paintings."

Li Chengyang looked at Xiao Er's fingers, a thin figure was coughing and fiddling with the food in the pot, his face was black, and the smoked tears drew several white lines on his face.

Although it is said that people cannot be disguised, but this appearance is too embarrassing, Li Chengyang made a lot of determination to go up and hugged his fists: "Ma Zhou? ”。

"It's in the next, I don't know what is important about this little boy" A rich boy greeted, Ma Zhou hurriedly returned the salute, no matter how embarrassed he was, his education did not allow him to do things that were not in line with etiquette.

Li Chengyang immediately determined the identity of Ma Zhou, that is, the legendary Ma Zhou Ma Bin King, because although Ma Zhou in history entered the court with a policy theory, he is most famous for his emphasis on etiquette, and he is also relied on by Li Shimin for his emphasis on etiquette and righteousness.

Not everyone can maintain their original demeanor in such an embarrassing situation. So Li Chengyang immediately confirmed that this person was the person he thought.

"It's inconvenient to talk about things here, why don't you sir? Let's move? Li Chengyang felt that he was about to get into the taste.