After breakfast, Li Siye said to Li Mei'er, who was sitting under the eaves of the hall and playing alone: "You stay at home alone, and I will go to the West Market."

"I'm going too."

Li Siye hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay."

He entered the east wing, took out two strings of copper coins hidden in the jug and put them in his arms, went out with Li Mei'er, and locked the door with a copper lock.

He first had to rent a shop in the West Market, and if he looked for it himself, he would only have no clue, and he still needed to ask an acquaintance, so he found Zhang Xiaojing, and Zhang Xiaojing found Zhao Lu, and Zhao Lu took them to find their counterparts in the West Market.

Zhao Lu's middleman is called Yayu, he is the least popular among Yayu, and the one who has a lot of money in the West Market is the real Yayu.

It turns out that Li Siye is right to find someone, there are many rules in the West Market, one of which is that large transactions and rental shops must be found, even if you go directly to find someone, people may not rent to you.

All land in the West Market belongs to the West Market Bureau, and the sublease, covering, and repair of shops must be approved by the West Market Department. Zhao Lu introduced this tooth is extremely familiar with things, after seeing the store, he directly negotiated the price with Li Siye, and then went to the city office to stamp the official document, Li Siye gritted his teeth and paid for half a year's rent first, he only had a face-to-face with the owner of the store, and the matter was done.

Yayu led them to a side street in the West Market, where there were shops selling Hu Cake and Bi Luo, as well as wine shops and cooked mutton shops. The shop he was about to rent was located in the middle of the street, and there were soup cakes and hu cakes on the left, right and opposite sides, and the location was not very ideal.

The shop is in the style of an ordinary house, with two small windows on the left and right, and the door panels are inserted into the grooves up and down, which can be removed. He had to enter through the small door next to him to remove the door panel from the inside.

The store is three zhang deep and only five zhang wide, which is enough for a person like him who does a small business. Ya Yu handed him the stamped official document and left after the delivery was completed.

Zhao Lu stood at the door of the store and shook his head, he really didn't understand, Li Siye had already won the favor of the prince, and he was not waiting for the people from the prince's mansion to come to the door, so he really started a business here.

"Hei Yelang, business travel is the cheapest, and the public is high, what do you think?"

Li Siye said while cleaning up the shop with Mei'er: "I can't do the work of serving people, for fear of making mistakes, it's better to do business."

Zhao Lu snorted twice as if he had a toothache, and sure enough, everyone in this world has it.

Li Siye spent an afternoon in the west market to buy red clay from the stove, iron pans from the blacksmith's shop, and two loads of firewood from the woodcutter. The rest purchased wooden tables, wooden containers for cakes, two buckets of flour, a bundle of wild onions, three taels of peppercorns, and mutton fat into hard pieces.

After Zhang Xiaojing and Zhao Lu finished helping, they returned to Wannian County, and they also had their own livelihoods.

Li Siye's scallion cake shop opened the next morning, quietly without any celebrations.

He made a stove out of red clay, lit a firewood and smoked it from the bottom upwards until the hearth of the soft clay was burned into a hard scab. He put the cleaned pans on the stove, then rolled out the dough with a rolling pin, coated it with mutton fat, sprinkled it with chopped green onions, ground it with salt and dried peppercorns, and sprinkled it evenly on the pancakes.

The hot pan was coated with mutton, and the kneaded dough cake was picked up with bamboo strips, and placed on the pan, which immediately made a sizzling sound, and the fragrance gradually emanated, wafting out along the streets.

The Sogdians guarding the stall on the opposite side smelled the fragrance and stared wide-eyed at Li Siye, who was leisurely pancakes opposite, and the Sogdians sensed the lethality of the fragrance and scanned their eyes on the freshly fried green onion cakes. I was secretly wondering in my heart what kind of bread this variant, this person must have been ingenious and changed the recipe.

The cake looks really good, golden on both sides, and there seem to be countless layers in the pancake, and the dark green is what kind of condiment. The Sogdians unconsciously drooled at the cake shop.

Li Siye baked the cake on both sides and put it on the cutting board, cut it into six pieces with a knife, and handed it to Li Mei'er with a thin piece of hemp paper.

Li Mei'er took the cake and immediately chewed it.

Li Siye turned around and asked her, "Mei'er, is it delicious?"

Li Mei'er's mouth was covered with oil, and even her lips reflected greasy luster, she swallowed the cake in her mouth and nodded: "It's delicious, brother, we will definitely make a lot of money."

Zhang Xiaojing and Zhao Lu did not come to attend the opening today, they did not have a mouthful.

After spreading a few flatbreads in a row, Li Siye took out the firewood in the stove and squatted at the door waiting for the guests to come to the door.

The first to arrive was a scholar, who first paced to the opposite stall of Hu Biscuits, suddenly smelled a fragrance, and followed the smell.

The cakes arranged on the board were burnt yellow in color and looked very good, and the scholar pointed and asked Li Siye: "Is this Bi Luo?"

Li Siye shook his head: "No, this is a green onion cake."

"I've never seen anything like this."

"You can try it first."

The scholar tore a piece from the cake, chewed it in his mouth, nodded and asked, "How much."

"Five dollars a piece."

The scholar gasped: "You're a bit expensive."

Li Siye suddenly twisted his head to the mouth of the alley, always feeling that someone was peeping at him in the dark, and then turned his head back as usual: "It's not expensive, why don't you have two?"

The scholar pondered for a moment, looked up at the shop and said, "You don't have a pretense for this shop yet, why don't you write a picture for you, how about exchanging four cakes for you?"

Without waiting for Li Siye to answer, he added: "I'll write you another poem to help your business prosper, how about it."

Li Siye had a sackcloth disguise in his shop, but he hadn't had time to buy pen and ink, and he didn't know anything about calligraphy.

He spread his hand and shook his head: "But I don't have pen and ink."

"I have!" The scholar didn't wait for Li Siye to nod in agreement, bypassed the stove and stepped into the store with him, took out the cloth bag from his arms, and shook it open, and it was indeed filled with pen and ink inkstones.

The only desk in the store was to hold cakes in front of the store, and the scholar put the inkstone on the ground, squatted down and began to grind the ink.

"Bring the cloth!"

Li Siye smacked his lips, what the scholar said was quite imposing.

The scholar asked Li Siye: "What is the surname of the store?" ”

"The surname is Li."

Li Mei'er took the linen roll over and spread it on the floor, he found the thickest one from the millitube, and wrote a few big characters on the ground: Li Ji Green Onion Cake Shop.

Li Siye looked at the word on the ground, and then raised his head and carefully looked at the scholar, this person was nearly forty years old, his beard was sparse like weeds, he had the temperament of a wanderer, and his eyes were desolate but he was full of spirit.

He wanted to say something, praise these words or two, but he couldn't remember some words, so he had to hold his breath and say, "Okay."

The scholar was quite concerned about this good word, smiled and strode out of the door, waved his sleeves and wiped it on the wooden wall a few times. He replaced a thinner tube, brushed the wall and wrote four lines of small characters vertically, and finally inscribed his name in the lower right corner.

"I'm done."

He put on a bamboo hat with the millitube in his hand, wrapped it in a cloth with the inkstone, and stuffed it back into his arms.

Li Siye and Li Mei'er stood in front of the wall, recognizing the scribbled handwriting on it, wondering what the scholar had written, and barely recognized the first line of words.

The scholar stood in front of the desk of the stall, stretched out his hand and said to Li Siye: "I took the cake." ”

Li Siye was pondering those words, and waved his hand impatiently: "Take it." ”

He picked up the four cakes, didn't feel greasy, put them directly in his sleeve, turned around and walked to the end of the alley.

Li Siye finally recognized all the verses, the golden cake was crispy, the green heart was decorated with thousands of layers, the fragrance was wafting through the West Market, and the sound was lingering. The inscription at the bottom seems to be, Wang Changling.

I'll go.