All the Tongfu inns in Luoyang City have hung up a new food. Pasta!

In Luoyang's food world, Tongfu Inn is definitely the first brother to carry the handle, and the wind direction of Tongfu Inn is the barometer of the food industry.

One to ten, ten to hundred. The do-gooders crowded outside the Tongfu Inn and watched the words on the price tags hanging outside.

"Today, we will launch new dishes: a bowl of clear water noodles and ten yuan, steamed buns and two yuan, meat patties, and five yuan." Such a low price makes the ordinary people of Luoyang, who are salivating for delicious food, happy, and call friends to try it together. The huge flow of people crowded into the Tongfu Inn, and the Chinese people were even more conformist, and they were curious to come and try something new when they saw others queuing.

And Tongfu Inn had already prepared, and put down the two shops next to it, but it was still not enough, and after discussing with Luoyang Yamen, a row of tables was placed under the eaves, but the business was still very hot.

"Here it is, Baozi!" Xiao Er brought a basket of hot steamed buns from the back kitchen, and the aroma was fragrant. The gluttonous worms in the stomach of the hooker are standing up.

The people who have been queuing for a long time have bought a few of you, a few of me.

Caged buns were taken out of the back kitchen in a steady stream.

A ragged young man passing by behind him was stunned, and he looked in curiously, but he didn't dare to go forward.

The guy happened to see the boy and beckoned to him. The boy walked over for some reason.

The guy stuffed a big white bun into the boy's hand: "Take it!" His Royal Highness said, today is the promotion day, that is, to give you a taste first, the things we sell today are all at cost price, and we don't make a dime. For those who have no food, each person can come and get a bun, but they have to eat it here. ”

This is equivalent to Liu Wei inviting the beggars of the whole city to eat steamed buns. Inflated, really inflated. I dare to invite all the beggars in the city to eat steamed buns.

The main reason is that the price of wheat is much lower than that of the staple food, and the meat is the meat of war-dead livestock that is constantly being put in ice and brought back from the state of Bingzhou. The cost is not high.

"Your Highness has the virtue of a good life...... the people around praised each other, making the young man a little angry, he was about to have a seizure, but the master on the side stopped him.

"We are not beggars." Although the clothes are as tattered as a teenager, the middle-aged master's words are categorical.

He took out two cents from his pocket, handed them to Xiao Er, and left without looking back.

"What a weirdo. Xiao Er collected the money and muttered a little, he didn't think there was anything to be embarrassed about, seeing that these two masters and apprentices had fallen to such a point, no matter how much they could say that a bun could provide food and clothing.

Dignity...... Can it be eaten as a meal? It is more important for ordinary people to live.

"I was careless...... This son is not to be underestimated! The middle-aged man looked at the endless stream of Tongfu Inn, the people were on the ground floor, and the children of the family were upstairs. Isn't this just like today's big man?

Although everyone has something to eat and everyone can live, it is not the peaceful and prosperous world in the hearts of middle-aged people.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man who was eating the meat bun in his hand, and his face was bulging, and his eyes were filled with pity. He didn't have a good life with himself for a few days, alas......

"Bai Qi, what do you think of Luoyang?"

"There are a lot of people and the food is delicious."

"What else?"

"No, I still miss my brothers and sisters."

The middle-aged man laughed: "Bai Qi, after eating, we will go to find your senior brother Ma and them."

"Well, yes, Master!" Zhang Baiqi nodded.

Taiping Taoism advocates horns! Zhang Baiqi, the leader of the white wave and yellow scarf in later generations! These two people have sneaked into Luoyang City, what is the purpose of their trip? Liu Wei didn't know anything.

At the time when Zhang Jiao left, outside the Tongfu Inn, a personable man with his hands behind his back and frowning at the ordinary people at the bottom covered his mouth and nose and walked up the stairs quickly.

The servant next to him shouted, "Man, serve a pot of tea!"

"Come on!" The shopkeeper patted the guy on the shoulder, the guy nodded, picked up a pot of good tea, dusted off the towel on his body, and ran to the private room.

"Childe, the tea that has just arrived in Shuzhong, you can taste it." The guy nodded.

This son was born in a family, although he is not a descendant, but he is also the inheritance of a deep family, and he loves vassal elegance. He picked up the tea, took a sip, nodded and said, "It's a good pot of tea, as soon as I came, I saw so many people, and now the business of Shopkeeper Sun is getting bigger and bigger." ”

"Look at what you said, if it weren't for the nobles who were supporting day and night, the business of ordinary people would not be as good as you alone."

This big guy is an oily man who has been a buddy since he was a child, and his ability to talk to people and talk about ghosts can be described as ghostly.

Gongzi nodded approvingly, at this time, a guy walked in outside the door, served some snacks, saw that the big guy was here, pulled him aside, and said in a low voice: "Brother Guozi, do you know, I got the news that His Royal Highness wants to buy those wheat and transport it to Kanto to help the victims, and the price given is a lot higher, I heard that His Royal Highness wants a lot, our relatives and friends have put together the wheat in their hands, and it may be sold for a lot of money!" ”

The two whispered, and the boy heard half of it vaguely, and his heart couldn't help but itch.

"Dude!"

As soon as the two saw Gongzi's command, they immediately bowed their hands and forgave their sins.

"Tell me about the news, it's yours." Childe weighed a small piece of gold in his hand, so that the eyes of the two guys were about to protrude.

The big guy named Guozi swallowed his saliva, shook his head with some struggle, and said, "Childe, that news is useless to you, we don't dare to be greedy for your silver." ”

"It's okay, as long as you say it, these are the same people." The boy took Huang Cancan's little cutie and seduced.

The salary of Tongfu Inn is very high, but that small piece of gold is enough for a person to work for half a year.

"I say!" The guy next to him couldn't wait, and Childe looked at him with a smile, threw the gold over first, and motioned for him to speak up.

The guy took it and bit it, a tooth mark was on it, the smiling face bloomed, and the fruit on the side complained that he was envious.

The guy looked at the displeased eyes of the prince opposite, and hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness the prince heard that there are still a large number of victims in Kanto, and there are a large number of wheat purchased at a price higher than that of our West Market in the West Gate, but only ordinary people can sell their own wheat......"

Childe's eyes lit up, there was a lot of wheat in his house that was moldy, but although the families hoarded food, they didn't bother to hoard wheat.

"How much higher than the price in the West Market?" Childe asked hurriedly.

"High School Sancheng ......"

Thirty percent! Gongzi is from the side branch family in charge of the grange, and he is naturally sensitive to the current price of grain, and now the season of sowing seeds has just begun, which is the time when the price of grain is the highest, and it is thirty percent higher than the current price.

Even if you don't collect the wheat of the big families, but in the face of that naked interest, who can not be blushing? Even if you don't take the family's wheat, then the family will let their hired tenants take the wheat and sell it, and the wheat will be grown by them, and who says it is not their own?

Thinking of this, Gongzi didn't drink the tea anymore and hurriedly beckoned the servant to go out.

The two men looked at the tea that was still smoking and smiled.

That son's surname is Wei, a child of the Wei family in Hedong, and this plan to capture the past is specially prepared for them......

This is a conspiracy, as long as you are not greedy enough, there is naturally no solution!

How many people in this world can resist their greed?

Hehe......

I'm sorry.,Because some things are busy until now.,Now I'm also looking for an Internet café to update.,Sorry everyone.,I'm sorry......

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