After lunch, Zheng Liuyi said to Xiao Chenyan: "Brother Xiao, come with me in the afternoon to buy some things and improve our pots and stoves, I really can't stand these things." ”

The West Market is just across the street from Conroch, across the street from the cyclamen. In Chang'an City, there are two large markets, one is the East Market and the other is the West Market. The area of these two bazaars is worth two miles.

The East Market is mainly for domestic trade, and merchants from the south to the north will gather here to communicate with each other and understand the market situation. Therefore, not only merchants from Chang'an, but also from all over the country have opened stores in the East Market, so the East Market has always been extremely prosperous.

Compared to the East Market, the West Market is relatively deserted. The merchants gathered here are mainly foreign trade merchants, of course, there are also merchants from Guishan, Daqin, Kangju, Tianzhu and other countries who live here.

The Yun family has a shop in the West Market occupies a very large area, but also extremely magnificent, his family's silk, Shu brocade is extremely popular, every day the shop red-haired, blue-eyed foreigners come and go.

Zheng Liuyi and Xiao Chenyan took the guys to walk and stroll, pointing and talking and laughing all the way.

Xiao Chenyan was very puzzled when he saw that Zheng Liuyi was not buying, and asked, "Childe, what do we want to buy here?" ”

"You'll know when you get there, and you'll be busy." Zheng Liuyi was also wondering, why didn't he see ironware sellers in a huge market?

Turning a street corner, I saw smoke and dust billowing from a street, fires lit in front of many shops, and the sound of clanging iron could be heard in the distance.

"Hehe, this is it!"

Coming to the Iron Street, Zheng Liuyi couldn't help but be very excited. But the whole street is basically selling plowshares, shovels and other farm tools, and after looking for a long time, I can't find a single one that sells iron pots.

It turns out that in this era, it is not that iron pots are not popular, but that people do not know how to use iron pots at all.

Zheng Liuyi found a blacksmith shop and asked the store to make a few fried scoops for him, and after comparing for a long time, the master craftsman finally understood what he meant.

"Childe, you have a shallower helmet, it's easy to do, Childe, please wait!" The master smiled.

"Wider than a helmet, and with handles!"

After explaining clearly, Zheng Liuyi waited quietly on the side.

The craftsman takes out a large piece of pig iron and puts it in the furnace fire to burn it red, then puts it on the anvil and beats it constantly, until the iron is slightly cold, and then puts it into the furnace fire to heat it and forge it repeatedly.

After doing this several times, not only the craftsmen were sweating, but even the descendants who were playing with the dragon had already soaked their clothes with sweat.

After being tempered more than a dozen times, this pig iron has become wrought iron and has malleability. The craftsman opened the hammer and tinkled and struck non-stop, and in a short time the stir-fried scoop was completed.

This craftsman makes a living by striking iron, and his craft is very skilled, and the surface of the fried scoop that is successfully made is smooth, which makes Zheng Liuyi very satisfied, but the tempering process is too long, which makes people anxious.

When I asked the price, it was ridiculously high, and the master asked for five taels of silver for a small wok. But excluding costs, people earn some hard-earned money.

Seeing that this master's craftsmanship was good, Zheng Liuyi directly paid fifteen taels of silver, and customized two fried scoops, and agreed to pick them up the next day. When a pot is made, it is already getting late, how can Zheng Liuyi wait any longer.

The master's face suddenly bloomed with joy, he could only make some sickles and plowshares on weekdays, and he hadn't seen such a big business for a long time.

As soon as Zheng Liu saw a lot of scraps of iron scattered in the corner of the shop, he asked, "Master, are these pieces of iron still useful?" ”

"Those broken irons, it takes a lot of effort to even break a nail, so if he wants to do anything, he can only wait for the shopkeeper Feng in the East Market to recover it." When this master saw that Zheng Liuyi was happy to pay money, he was also very polite to him.

"In that case, how about selling to me? I'll pay the same price as the shopkeeper. ”

"Do you have a furnace?" The blacksmith was suddenly interested.

Zheng Liuyi patted the clothes on his body and said with a smile: "Do you always look at me in this outfit, like a person with a melting pot?" It's good to take this broken iron back to pad the bed legs! ”

The master craftsman glanced at the corner of the wall and said, "If the son needs it, take it all, three taels of silver." ”

The price was fair, and Zheng Liuyi immediately asked the guy to load up all the scrap iron, and there were two large baskets.

Later, Zheng Liuyi bought some charcoal, found some river sand, hired a big car, and pulled it back.

Back in the backyard of the cyclamen, Xiao Chenyan couldn't help it and asked, "Brother Xian, what are you doing when you come back with all this rags?" ”

"Sand turning, do you understand?"

Xiao Chenyan shook his head.

"I know you don't understand. The blacksmith's pot is too small and expensive, so I have to make it myself! ”

In later generations, there were many pot makers who went to the villages and villages to help people make pots, and poured the molten iron into the model, and when the molten iron solidified, knocked out the model, the pot was completed.

Zheng Liuyi saw it with his own eyes when he was a child, and later studied metallurgy, although he did not specialize in casting, but it was natural to do this.

At that moment, he ordered the men to move these things from the side door to the wasteland outside the courtyard, stirred the river sand and coal ash together, and made a model of five large and small pots as needed.

Melt the scrap iron and add a little plant ash to remove the slag, so that the pot will not be full of pores. When the temperature is sufficient, the molten iron is poured into the model one by one.

After a while, Zheng Liuyi said to Xiao Chenyan: "Brother Xiao, the time to witness the miracle has come!" ”

Xiao Chenyan watched him tinker for a long time, and he saw a clue, and said suspiciously: "Are you sure this method can be done?" ”

Knocking on the model, Zheng Liuyi ordered someone to turn over the cauldron and examine it carefully.

The concave surface of the cauldron is quite flat, only there is a hole at the bottom of one pot, Zheng Liuyi asked a copper coin to melt it, fill it on the hole, and then polish it with stones.

Xiao Chenyan looked at the two largest cauldrons, and couldn't help but exclaim: "I'm afraid this pot is worth the original ten cauldrons, right?" In this way, wouldn't it be much easier for us to make tofu! ”

"That's exactly what this son meant!" Zheng Liuyi had an arrogant look on his face, "Leave the matter of transforming the stove to the guys." Next is the time for me to show my cooking skills, Brother Xiao, you have to watch this carefully! ”

Xiao Chenyan has an inexplicable admiration for Zheng Liuyi's cooking skills, a few dishes of roasted tofu will make Wuxiang famous all over the world, I don't know what kind of good dishes this Zheng Gongzi will make today.

Zheng Liuyi went to the back kitchen to check it, there were a lot of pickled products, and there were some leftover beef and mutton in the morning, but there were few vegetarian dishes, only hollyhock, summer grass (small green vegetables), leeks and green onions.

I originally wanted to make a big table of dishes, but looking at these materials, I could only keep everything simple. Zheng Liuyi did his best to list his own recipes: scrambled eggs with leeks, fried lamb with green onions, and stir-fried with summer siong and hollyho.

As for cooking, it's not too different from cooking with them, and it's too time-consuming, so teach it slowly.

How to control the fire of each dish, how to use oil, and what heat to fry, Zheng Liuyi explained in detail to Xiao Chenyan.

After a few dishes were made, the aroma was overflowing, and all the guys widened their eyes and swallowed their saliva.

Xiao Chenyan saw their stunned looks, and shouted: "Why don't you invite the young lady here, just wait here for dinner!" ”

After a while, two women walked from the backyard, and at this time, Wushuang changed into women's clothes, which looked even more charming and moving. The one beside her, although slightly young, was not much inferior to Wushuang.

Zheng Liu must have taken a look, why did Yun Xuening come, this girl is blessed!