"I don't know Little Brother Tang, how much MSG is there, and how much is it worth?"

A shopkeeper asked, standing up.

"Five catties a month, the highest price gets! Friends who took pictures, I will send a small bottle of chili oil every month! ”

With Tang Ping's words, the last dish was served - cold cucumber.

But it was this small plate of cucumbers that became the most shocking thing for these shopkeepers today.

"Cucumbers?"

"There's a cucumber here? And obviously not pickled, fresh! ”

Several shopkeepers stood up as a result.

Why? Because it's still spring, it's far from the season for cucumbers to ripen.

And the plate of cucumbers in front of you, who can't eat it here, this is fresh, not the kind of cellared.

They hadn't eaten tomatoes, but they thought it was probably a wild fruit found in some mountain, and this kind of thing had not been encountered before.

But this cucumber appeared in a season that does not belong to it, so it can only mean that the place where this cucumber is planted is definitely not ordinary.

In the vicinity of Chang'an, there is only one place where such cucumbers can be grown, and that is the "Wentang Supervisor" under the Sinong Temple, which is in charge of grain reserves.

What does this soup supervisor do? It is in places close to hot springs, such as Lishan and Lantian, which are next to Chang'an, that they grow out-of-season vegetables.

And these out-of-season vegetables can be said to be very few in number, and now there is actually a plate of one person here?

What kind of family is this Tang Ping? Even the emperor in the palace is reluctant to take out the cucumber in this season and make it like this, right?

Tang Ping's identity has also become more confusing.

On the contrary, the chili oil in this plate of cold cucumbers was ignored by them because it was too shocking.

"Guys, please bid!"

The shopkeepers present looked at each other, and Liu Fatzi was the first to raise his hand: "A thousand dollars!" ”

In the information checked by Tang Ping, one stone of rice during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty was 50 yuan.

However, in this world, or because the Tang Dynasty is not strong enough, and the Turks only came once, and now the price of rice in Chang'an has reached 500 yuan per stone.

One stone of rice is about 59 kilograms, which means that 1,000 yuan can buy 230 kilograms of rice.

This is just a lot of money for these bitter hahas in Shanghe Village, but for many powerful people, it is not as good as a meal.

So soon there were other restaurant shopkeepers bidding: "I'll pay 1,300 yuan!" ”

"I'll pay fifteen hundred!"

"Hehe, two or three hundred two three hundred, are you guys playing? I'll pay three thousand! ”

"Three thousand dollars is the price of a secret roast sheep at your Yuelai Inn, right? We are expensive and Lou paid 4,000 dollars! ”

"Wangshulou, eight thousand dollars!" It was the king steward of Wangshulou who spoke.

This price came out, and the whole venue was a little quieter.

Eight thousand dollars is not too much, but it is definitely a lot to buy five catties of seasoning every month.

Under his management, Wangshulou's business is booming, and there is a tendency to hold the bull's ear of Chang'an Restaurant.

At this price, it also means that everyone can see its financial resources.

However, he didn't get complacent for too long, and Liu Fatzi stood up: "Bazhen Building, 10,000 yuan!" ”

"Ten thousand dollars!"

"Fat Liu has courage!"

"Hehe, this thing, Liu Fatzi is unwilling to let it out."

The other shopkeepers below talked a lot, and then they all looked at the king's steward.

Now the only one who can compete with Bazhen Building is Wangshu Tower.

Steward Wang frowned, 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, but in front of everyone, he is not willing to weaken his momentum.

"Eleven thousand dollars!"

"Twelve thousand dollars!"

This time, as soon as Steward Wang spoke, Liu Fatzi continued to bid.

The meaning of this is obvious, he Liu Fat is determined to win.

Steward Wang glanced at Liu Fatzi and said, "Since Shopkeeper Liu wants it, then Wang will not fight!" ”

Although there is competition between the two families, they are not torn apart, so there is no need to offend people too much.

"In this way, I will thank the king for taking care of things!"

At this point, the auction of MSG is over.

These shopkeepers also know about it, it turns out that it was Tang Ping who sold a bottle of good wine in Wangshulou last month.

"Little Brother Tang, I am the shopkeeper Li of Yuelai Inn, and if you have good things in the future, don't forget us!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

"Little Brother Tang, is there any good wine that you sold to Wangshulou last time? If there is, we are willing to pay the same price to buy a bottle! ”

"If you want to have it, I will definitely send it to Guihe Building as soon as possible."

"Little Brother Tang, can you introduce today's chef to everyone?"

A group of people surrounded Tang Ping and greeted him warmly.

Although these restaurants are all big families behind them, these shopkeepers are not exquisite people, doing business, and making money in harmony.

This Tang Ping is mysterious, and he can get a lot of good things, so there is no harm in making friends.

"Thank you for your love, a few side dishes today are made by our Xiaoluo."

Xiao Luo was behind Tang Ping, bowed a little cringe, and then hid behind Tang Ping.

These shopkeepers didn't expect that today's meal was actually made by such a little girl, especially Steward Wang, who had done an investigation and knew Xiaoluo's birth background.

I didn't expect that a little girl who had no celebrity chef to guide could make dishes that amazed them all in a short period of time.

It shows that there are too many things behind Tang Ping that they don't know.

Everyone is not an idler, it has taken a lot of time to give Cui Zhongqing, the second son of Cui, a face to come here for a meal today, and I plan to go back here.

Of course, Tang Ping didn't plan to let everyone go back empty-handed, and each person also gave a small bottle of chili oil.

"Steward Wang, meet again, thank you for your support!"

"Little Brother Tang is polite, the last time I saw him, I thought that Little Brother Tang was an extraordinary person, and Wang really didn't see the wrong person."

Tang Ping sent the chili oil, and then pretended to be unintentional and said, "I don't know if the waterwheel at the entrance of the village has been repaired?" ”

When he said this, Tang Ping didn't say it to Steward Wang, but his voice was not small, and with the distance between the two, it was no problem to hear what Tang Ping said clearly.

But the steward pretended not to hear at all.

Tang Ping smiled at Steward Wang, and then walked to the shopkeeper of the next restaurant.

By this time, he had a 50% chance that the king's steward was the main messenger of the last time.

Because the two of them were talking happily, they suddenly came up with this sentence, but the other party pretended not to hear it without any doubt at all, which is completely unreasonable.

It's just that he couldn't guess why Steward Wang did this.