Jiang Jiang instructed Sun Xiaobei and the dog to stay by the cauldron, and kept shouting: "Marinated water!" Lo-mei marinated water! You can get a big bowl for ten cents, and it is accompanied by two rough noodles! I'll tell you to eat to your heart's content! ”

At first, people just watched from the sidelines and didn't come to eat, after all, they had a shadow of the internal organs, and people have always thought that the water was dirty and unpalatable.

But this big bowl of ten cents is really cheap, and they don't have meat in their stomachs all year round. Smelling this fragrance, the gluttonous worms in the stomach have already crawled out. But then I thought about it, if this thing just smells fragrant and smells, isn't the ten pennies spent in vain?

The poor are like this, they have to take care of every penny, because their money is really hard-won.

"Get out of the way if you don't eat!" A rough voice in the crowd exploded: "This thing smells weird, and most of it is untainable!" No matter what, you can't poison people! ”

It was a very strong man, wearing a pair of old straw sandals on his feet, shirtless, a pair of coarse cloth trousers with no color on his lower body, and a hemp rope tied around his waist.

"You're so right! This big brother, I'll give you a bowl to taste? Jiang Jiang came over and said.

"Seeing that you are not very old, why do you have such a beard?" Dahan looked at Jiang Jiang's beard and said with some surprise.

"Hahaha, this is my ancestral beard," Jiang Jiang said self-deprecatingly: "The more you shave, the more you shave, the more you simply don't shave." ”

"You have a good beard," the big man praised, "and when it's cold, don't freeze your face in the face of the north wind." ”

While talking to him, Jiang Jiang took out a large bowl and filled him with a bowl of pig water, and added some green garlic sprouts and coriander leaves on top, and served it with two coarse grain dumplings.

The poor don't pay attention to pomp and circumstance when eating, as long as there are bowls and chopsticks, and they don't need tables and stools.

He was not afraid of the heat, so he swallowed a large mouthful of brine water from the bowl with a snort, and chewed it with a big mouth.

"Hey! This stuff is really exciting! After only one bite, the big man couldn't help but shout: "This thing tastes better than boiled mutton!" ”

Boiled mutton is a kind of meat that is more popular in the Great Qin Kingdom, and the poor generally cannot afford to eat it.

"Angry cow, when did you change to bragging? Can this stuff be better than boiled lamb? If that's the case, this pig can't be sold more expensive than mutton? Immediately there was a burst of skepticism in the crowd.

This big man, who was called an angry cow, swallowed a few mouthfuls of brine water in a row amid the noise of everyone, and the two coarse grain dumplings were also eaten cleanly.

"I don't know what to call you?" The big man, nicknamed Angry Cow, asked Jiang Jiang.

"My surname is Jiang, you can call me Jiang Bearded." Jiang Jiang said.

"This name is good," the angry cow admired it very much: "It's easy to remember and image!" Bring me another bowl! I'll have to take a closer look. ”

Jiang Jiang agreed and said, "Why don't you try the lo-mei here, the price is the same, but it has a different flavor." ”

"What are these?" The angry cow stared at the cauldron of the nine-square grid and asked.

"This is the internal organs of chickens, ducks and geese, as well as duck blood," Jiang Jiang introduced to him, "It tastes very delicious." ”

"Okay, you can also bring me a bowl to taste, since it sells for the same price, then it must be as delicious as the one here." Angry cow smash it, smash it, and say it.

Jiang Jiang filled him with a large bowl full of lo-mei, picked up some of all kinds of offal, and handed it to him with three coarse grain cakes.

The angry cow looked at the bowl full of chicken heart duck liver, he had never eaten the same before, if the pig into the water people would occasionally get to eat, then the internal organs of chickens, ducks and geese have always been directly thrown away.

He first tasted the top chicken heart, and felt that it was particularly chewy, and the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

I took another bite of duck liver, and the taste was surprisingly delicate.

Although these things are bits and pieces, each piece tastes different, and each one is particularly delicious.

"Absolutely, really absolutely!" The angry cow admired Jiang Jiang so much: "You beard is really amazing!" It's so delicious to make something that no one wants! ”

There were a few greedy people in the crowd, and they couldn't stand it for a long time when they smelled the fragrance, and when the angry cow said so, they couldn't help but jump out and shout: "Bring me a bowl too!" ”

"Give me a full fill!"

"I want it here, it's fun to eat the pig's intestine!"

Widow Mu and Gou'er, mother and son, originally thought that this business was going to be ruined, but who would have thought that the situation would be reversed in just a while.

The two of them were naturally happy, because Jiang Jiang made money, and they also had benefits, so they were busy serving these people with lo-mei and marinade.

Everyone who ate it was sweating profusely, and their mouths were full of oil, and they were full of praise.

In the evening, Jiang Jiang gave Widow Mu a day's salary, and took out an extra thirty yuan to give to the dog, which was his day's salary.

Widow Mu didn't want to live or die, Jiang Jiang said, "You take it!" I do business to make money, not to use people in vain. ”

Widow Mu accepted it, and the dog was as happy as something, feeling that she had become a useful person and could make money for the family.

It's only a day or two, and most of the people on this street, except for those who are particularly stubborn or really shy in their pockets, have eaten ginger and their lo-mei marinade.

And this thing makes people feel more and more delicious after eating, and it is especially addictive, and they still want to eat it.

Fortunately, this thing is not expensive, and you won't go bankrupt if you eat it. Besides, when people are full and energetic, they can do more work, and they can earn a few more copper plates a day, and they can eat a beautiful meal again.

This is also a good thing for the poor. There is also a family of seven or eight people, who only rely on one person to feed, and come back every day after earning wages, go to Jiang Jiang to buy a big bowl of brine and take it home, and the old and young can taste some meat.

Jiang Jiang is a person whose brain is constantly spinning, and she must have a new idea in a few days to do business, and she can't stop at all.

After two days, Jiang Jiang asked Widow Mu and Sun Xiaobei to get some small bamboo sticks, which were clean and without burrs, but they were long, and they were wearing a few pieces of marinated chicken, duck and goose offal, which were specially sold to children as snacks.

You can buy a bunch for a penny, which is cheap and delicious.

On this day, a few people in front of Jiang Jiang's stall were eating lo-mei and talking about the recent events in Ling Tian City, and some people talked about Xiao Xu's imprisonment.

"Then Xiao Gongzi is carrying dozens of lives, and this time he is probably going to lose his head!" A black man with a numb face said, and it was difficult to hide the schadenfreude in his tone.

His name is Ma Yan Heisan, and he is a coolie seller.

"I can't see it," someone immediately stepped up: "Don't you hear the protection of officials?" The prime minister's nephew killed someone, and it was just a fine of silver. "This was a thin, yellow-faced man, who was called a ghost, because he looked like a tuberculosis ghost, and people said that he had borrowed his skin from a ghost.