At present, Fang Mingyuan only has less than two taels of jasmine tea, which is modern tea, which is very expensive! He was reluctant to change the ancient horse.

When walking around the street, Fang Mingyuan bought alum, and it was safer to put it in after digging the well.

Seeing someone carrying plaster, I asked and found out that the coffin shop wanted ten cents for a car, Fang Mingyuan didn't know if this was useful, ten cents was not much, so I would pull it back first, in case it was useful! Make a deal with someone, and when the family car comes, come back to pull the plaster.

There are stone pots sold on the street, and Chang'an said that the pots of Maifan stone are very expensive in modern times. You have to buy it! They didn't bring a pot with them.

Carrying a basket of stone pots, he walked to the cattle market, where donkeys are not sold and few people buy donkeys. The most cost-effective here are horses, there are not many mules, and there are not many cattle, but they are not expensive.

Fang Mingyuan is a jujube red horse, which is a mare with a docile temperament and a great figure. The foreign man asked for thirty taels, and he said that with thirty taels, he could go to the government to buy an iron pot.

Look, let's buy a pot for three taels is expensive, and a foreigner buys a pot for thirty taels, and it may not be bought for him.

"Brother, you will say what we are talking about, it can be seen that if you know what's going on on our side, don't think about the iron pot, you don't understand, you see, what do I have at home, the stone pot, this kind of disaster is good!"

"No, it's not good, I'll just want an iron pot." When a foreign man guards a horse, it is an iron pot.

Fang Mingyuan sighed and shook his head, someone next to him laughed at him, don't talk nonsense, how can a stone pot have an iron pot.

"You don't understand, Stone Pot...... Well! I'll give you a try, and you'll see. With that, he pulled Chang'an and left, and ran to buy a pound of brown rice.

"Look at it!" Fang Mingyuan panted and squatted beside the foreign man.

I asked for a handful of firewood, a bucket of water, washed rice, and steamed rice in a stone pot for people to see.

When the water in the stone pot was boiling, Fang Mingyuan pulled out a square stone from under the burning firewood, removed the stone pot from the fire, put it on the pad stone, and took out another stone pot to boil water on the fire, so that firewood could not be wasted.

The water was boiling, and the rice in the stone pot was fragrant.

Fang Mingyuan explained, "The iron pot is finished when it leaves the fire, and the rice can't be steamed at all, you look at the stone pot, this fire can cook the rice, and you can use the remaining fire to do something else, save more firewood?" ”

Foreign men look stupid, is the iron pot really bad?

"No, I want thirty taels, and I want an iron pot."

Fang Mingyuan found a branch, ignored the foreign man, and picked out a bite of brown rice for his son, "Taste it, isn't it very fragrant." They don't understand, and they don't know what to do with an iron pot, obviously there are better ones, but they prefer an iron pot, stupid or not. ”

The cow seller next to him was stunned, it turned out that the stone pot could still play like this?

"I also bought a stone pot for the family, did you remove the fire, and cook porridge the same?" The man who sold the cow asked.

Fang Mingyuan explained, "The stone pot can retain heat to the greatest extent, unlike the iron pot, which is cold when it leaves the fire, and it is best to use this in winter."

You don't always have to order hot rice, don't talk about it, make a good meal for us to keep, and you don't have to rush home to eat, and deal with a bite of cold rice. ”

The cattle seller agrees very much, when he goes home on a cold day, the whole family has eaten, and it costs firewood to give him a hot meal, and if it is not hot, he has to deal with the cold food.

The official patrolling the street came back again, and when he saw that there was still a fire burning wood and eating here, he couldn't help but come over and scold: "You are still cooking on the street, you can live here!" ”

Fang Mingyuan pulled the official to explain, he wanted to let the foreigners see the benefits of our stone pot, and the stalls next to him all explained, the stone pot was so good that even the official forgot what he was doing, and he felt that if there was no stone pot in winter, it would be a big loss.

"What's the matter, I'll give you all these pots, in exchange for your horse." Fang Mingyuan took advantage of the fact that the servants did not buy the stone pot, and hurriedly discussed with the foreigners.

The foreign man is just dead-eyed, not a fool, how much silver is the iron pot, and how many silver is the stone pot?

"Then you have to give me money to buy a horse." Foreigners said.

The official patted his head, "Go and tell the steward, the stone pot, the stone pot is so good, you can't buy it for the barbarians, let's keep it for ourselves, it's tiring to chisel the stones, and you can't be cheap and barbarians." ”

Fang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the foreign man, come on, don't sit on the ground and raise the price, you don't want my stone pot, you have to smash the pot here today.

In the end, the steward came to be a middle-aged person, of course, to buy a horse, you must let the yamen steward do the registration, and by the way, the tax was collected.

The remaining one or two more jasmine tea in his arms, plus a basket of various stone pots, were replaced by a jujube red horse.

Fang Mingyuan took the hand of the cattle seller and thanked him, and by the way, he bought the two cows of the cattle seller.

led the horse, pulled the cow back to the gold blacksmith's workshop, and deposited it here for Chang'an, Fang Mingyuan went out to find Fang Mingyao.

There is no need to go back with an empty car, three carts of limestone have been transported back, Fang Mingzhang went to pull the set plaster, Fang Mingyao and Fang Mingcai pulled two carts of gold blacksmith workshop and iron ore waste left over from iron smelting.

Fang Mingyuan was reluctant to pull the jujube horse-drawn cart, turned around and went back and spent twelve taels of silver to buy a mule.

Let Chang'an follow on horseback, the mule put on the cart and pull the plough, Fang Mingyuan rushed to the car, this time it was really a full load.

"Brother Mingyuan, we spent a lot of money on livestock this time!" Fang Mingyao drove the ox cart, and he could fly if he was in a good mood.

"It's just that two cows are a little more expensive, and these two are strong cows that are more than a year old, and they go back to work. Two oxen, plus tax silver, cost forty-nine taels and two cents. Twelve taels of mules. Fang Mingyuan deliberately didn't say anything about the jujube red horse, he thought about it, the horse was his own private property, and it was not counted as a public house.

Fang Mingzhang looked at the jujube red horse, and was really reluctant to let Chang'an ride, it was best not to ride it at all, so as not to tire the horse.

"Aren't horses expensive?"

Fang Mingyuan smiled, "I lost the family's mule on the way, and I got a horse for my daughter-in-law to go back, this is what I bought with my own money!" ”

"Isn't this all bought by Brother Mingyuan?" Fang Mingyao didn't know about eating a big pot of rice yet.

Fang Mingyuan laughed and said, "Go back to hold a meeting for you, let's live a better life than before, and be richer than before, so we have to twist into a rope and work hard in one place!" ”

What does it mean?

I can't say it now, you'll know when you get back.

I also want to ask those farm tools, how much silver was used for shovels!

Fang Mingyuan's mule was disobedient, and he pulled the car and ran to the side of the official road, hey, this is not good, Brother Mingyuan will not catch the car!

Rushing all the way back, it was already afternoon, and the barracks yard that was full of barren grass the day before yesterday was now leveled, and the lonely grass sheds were particularly pitiful at first.

"I'm back!" Adults and children flocked to pick them up.

Mrs. Niu trotted all the way, "Oops! What is this? It's a cow, a cow! O mule! Well? Well! Horses, that's horses, isn't it horses? ”

Fang Mingyuan watched Mrs. Niu run past him, didn't give him a corner of his eye, opened his arms, and ran towards Chang'an.

"Milk, I'm back."

Mrs. Niu hugged the horse's neck, oops, oops, shouted, it's a horse, a big horse! Rare, no.

All right! Sons, grandsons are not in your eyes.

Fang Yue ran to pick up her brother, "What a beautiful horse, I like it so much." ”

Fang Yue, who was slapping and circling around the horse, turned back from behind the horse's buttocks, and no longer liked horses.

"Humph! Not good at all. ”

Woman! Why are you so fickle?

Fang Yue rolled her eyes and left, when she ran behind the horse's buttocks, the jujube red horse puffed a pile of horse manure, but it smoked her to death. Exhaust pollution is too serious!

"Sister, don't go! What are you doing? ”

"I'm busy! Very busy! ”