"Changjian, is there a market here in Weizeguan?"

I just wanted to do it, but I suddenly remembered that if you don't put coloring and spices, it is not beautiful to make handmade soap. When Xue Qing made it, what kind of wine, tea and all kinds of messy things were added, and the things added were different, and the color and function of the products were different.

Changjian said: "Hui Langjun, there is a market here every ten days, but because there is a garrison, every first and fifteenth day of the new year, there will be people from the surrounding areas to gather to sell things. ”

Where there is demand, there is buying and selling. It seems that the garrison still has an impact on the surrounding economy.

Changjian asked, "Lang Jun is going out for a walk?" ”

Speaking of which, since the crossing, Xue Lang hadn't gone outside yet, so he nodded, took out the leash with his hand, rarely rested, and took the buns out for a walk.

Because he wanted to bring buns with them, he called Wanfu on—

When Xue Lang went to work, most of them were Wanfu taking care of the buns, and after they gradually became familiar with them, the buns began to be fed by Wanfu, but, looking at the meaning of the four, it was like Wanfu was just a nanny who took care of them, and the owner still only recognized Xue Lang.

Xue Lang still remembers that after Wanfu and the four dogs got acquainted, he gave a password once, and the result was extremely sad-

Baozi plays with his own, and Sahuan is still there, as if he didn't hear it, when he called it by name, he moved his ears; When you heard your name, you glanced at Wanfu, but after that, you still had to do what you should do; The soy milk looked at Wanfu and didn't move, and snorted him, as if to say, "You are not my master, I don't listen to you"; Steamed bread...... Mantou-kun slept with his eyes closed, and he didn't even open his eyes except for moving his ears.

Wanfu couldn't cry or laugh, except for shouting that the four dogs would listen to him when he was eating, at other times, the birds didn't bird him, unless Xue Lang explained that he wanted to listen to Wanfu, otherwise, Wanfu was in the minds of the four dogs, and even the status of the nanny was hanging.

The market is in a small town almost ten miles away from the barracks, and Wanfu drives-

Xue Lang really wants to go by bicycle, but if he doesn't want to be watched, it's better to take a low-key carriage.

Xue Lang is tall, sitting in the carriage is actually a little cramped, plus the bumps, it is not enjoyment at all, it is a crime, but he can't ride a horse, and he can only take a carriage for a long time-

Be sure to make the carriage quickly!

It took nearly an hour to bump in Xue Lang's determination before he reached the market, and the thought of going back like this when he came back was simply loveless.

"Lang Jun, be careful!"

When Xue Lang got out of the car, his legs were shaking, and he still walked a few steps with the help of Chang Jian before he slowly improved.

The place where the carriage was parked was outside the town, Wanfu parked the carriage, took the buns, and followed Xue Lang into the town together-

It is said to be a small town, but in fact, there is no specific boundary, and there is no city wall or anything, but the houses are built more, and the population is denser than ordinary villages, in Xue Lang's opinion, it is a larger village.

The road surface is relatively smooth, but it is still a dirt road. Xue Lang looked at the hem of his clothes and shoes, and when he went back, he was probably going to be told by Mozhu again-well, he was so happy to go shopping, don't think of Mozhu, it's a disappointment.

Entering the densely populated area of the house, there are some shops selling things, and there are people squatting on the side of the road, placing what they want to sell. At this time, there were not many copper coins circulating in the market, and China had been short of copper since ancient times. Some of the inhabitants of the neighborhood bartered, some used silk cloth as currency, and of course, some used copper coins.

Such a bazaar, in the view of Xue Lang, who has experienced modern prosperity, can be regarded as a compliment in a simple description, and what he experiences is just a local custom.

Xue Lang came to buy materials for making handmade soap, and saw an old woman selling eggs on the side of the road, so he asked Changjian to go up and ask questions, and there were not many, only a dozen or so.

Xue Lang asked Changjian to buy them all, the price was all agreed, but when he paid the money, there was a problem, the old woman didn't know arithmetic, more than a dozen eggs, and couldn't calculate the total amount of money, let her sell them one by one, she could understand that all of them would not be together.

In desperation, Changjian had to pay the old woman for an egg, and in the end, the old woman who received the money smiled so much that she showed her toothless gums, and thanked him happily and enthusiastically: "Thank you, you are a kind person, don't bully my wife." Where did the little offspring come from? But the family of General Wei Zeguan's family ......"

The old woman was too enthusiastic and nagging, and she almost ran away from the desert when she asked a long and frugal question. Xue Lang watched it funny from the sidelines, and when Changjian came back with eggs, he wanted to tease him, but suddenly remembered that there was a custom in ancient times that good and cheap did not intermarry, no matter how good Changjian was, he was also a slave in the slave family, and he couldn't marry a woman from a good family.

Buy eggs, Xue Lang raised his eyes and looked around, there are no strange things, such as today has not been calmed, the economy has not yet developed, and besides, this kind of small local bazaar, in fact, there are no good things.

After walking around, Xue Lang said to Changjian: "Changjian, where is the shop that sells rouge gouache?" ”

"Hui Langjun, the shop of rouge gouache is in the north, but the things sold are not in good condition."

The color is not good...... Xue Lang asked: "Is the rouge gouache used by the girls in the house sent by Chang'an?" ”

"It's not clear about this small one, after all, it's for women, Lang Jun still asks Mozhu and Lamei better."

Could it be that this trip was in vain?!

This is the disadvantage of outsiders, many things are not clear, and it is too abrupt to ask, he is a big man, and he asks about rouge gouache...... Just thinking about it makes me feel so drunk.

"Since they're all here, let's go and have a look."

"Whoa."

When I entered the rouge shop, the pungent fragrance was pure plant aroma, but it was a little mixed, so it seemed more ecstatic. The seller of the shop was a lady dressed as a woman, and when Xue Lang and they entered, they were sorting things with their backs to people-

"This store ......"

Changjian said hello. The eldest lady turned around-

Xue Lang's tiger body shook violently, and his eyes were going blind! I'm going blind! I'm going blind!

I saw that the lady's face was as white as pink, her cheeks were two rich flushes, and she took a small bite of cherries...... Fake, just reddening the middle of the lips.

This is not the most scary, Xue Lang has also seen the makeup of the Tang Dynasty on TV, and he has also seen performances when he travels, and the most frightening thing is that she smiled at that aunt!

The folds on the face, the powder on the face puffed down, it was simply a source of dust pollution-

it! I really want to go back and wash my eyes! If you watch too much, you'll have nightmares at night, right?

"Such a handsome Lang Jun, come to the shop, but do you want to buy rouge gouache?"

Being praised by this kind of person as a handsome guy is really not happy at all!

Xue Lang didn't move, Changjian took the initiative to talk: "Shopkeeper, do you have good rouge gouache here?" ”

The eldest lady glanced at Xue Lang, who was obviously the master, and her sharp little eyes swept the clothes on Xue Lang's body, and said: "Seeing that Lang Jun has an identity, I don't know what the good rouge looks like in Lang Jun's eyes, why don't you take it out and let Lang Jun pick it?" ”