Shen Qingqian looked at him helplessly and said, "It's not that I don't want to sell it, but this kind of seasoning is only something I can make." ”

"Why?" Ling Yun was puzzled.

Shen Qingqian stretched out his index finger and shook it, pretending to be mysterious: "Don't ask, it's a secret." ”

She's telling the truth, and whether others believe it or not is none of her business.

Ling Yun was speechless, and looked at her without saying anything.

Come on, it seems that the person the master likes has the same problem as him, and sometimes the gods are mysterious.

Shen Qingqian looked at the people on the street all walking in the same direction, and asked curiously, "Where are they going?" ”

"I don't know," Ling Yun shook his head, "I'll find someone to ask." ”

Although he didn't have the affinity of Shen Shan, it was okay to ask this, and after a while, Shen Qingqian heard the words of an aunt.

"You're from out of town, aren't you? I don't even know that Hu Market is a monthly Hu Market, and there are a lot of novelties for sale there! If you want to go, you have to hurry, if you go late, there will be nothing good. ”

Shen Qingqian's eyes lit up when she heard this, isn't this the opportunity she dreamed of?

"Brother Chengyun, it's still early, let's go shopping too, shall we?" Shen Qingqian's eyes were shining and he looked at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun felt that if he didn't say a word, the sixth girl would probably immediately collapse in disappointment, thinking of that picture, he quickly nodded, "Okay, let's go shopping first." ”

They came out early in the morning, just after the hour after they finished their work, and the time was fine.

Shen Qingqian was afraid that he would regret it, so he followed the crowd with quick movements.

On the way, she inquired with the aunt next to her, and roughly understood what Hu Shi was.

The so-called Hu market is actually a bit similar to modern "cross-border trade", except that it is small.

Although northern Hubei is a strategic location, the Great Jin Dynasty opened up border trade in the early years, and many caravans from the north traded here all year round.

By the way, the Great Jin Dynasty was very strict with the management of caravans from other countries, and only a few border cities opened up their trade qualifications, and these caravans could not go to the inland areas of the Great Jin Dynasty casually.

Speaking of which, if Northern Hubei were not supported by this kind of border trade, Liang Cheng would not be able to feed the nearly 200,000 Northern Hubei Army.

Shen Qingqian followed the crowd to the place where Hu City was opened, and as far as the eye could see, there were people everywhere.

However, because it is organized by the government, the stalls are still neat.

In order to facilitate his cheating, Shen Qingqian rolled his eyes and said to Ling Yun with a smile: "Brother Chengyun, there are so many stalls here, I want to go shopping one by one, why don't you find a tea shed and wait for me first?" ”

There are tea stalls at the entrance and exit of Hu City, and in summer they will build pergolas to escape the heat, and in winter they will be surrounded by straw curtains to shelter from the wind.

Ling Yun was very clear about his responsibilities with Shen Qingqian, and when he heard this, he directly refused, "No, I'll go shopping with you." ”

Shen Qingqian smiled a little reluctantly, "Okay." ”

The two plunged headlong into Hu City, and were soon attracted by the dazzling array of goods.

"Oh my God, there's a beaker?" Shen Qingqian stared at the glasswork on a stall, a little unbelieving his eyes.

The industrial development of the Great Jin Dynasty was very weak, and if it matched the time and space of Shen Qingqian, it would be before the Tang Dynasty at most.

There has been no artificial glass in the memory of the original owner, and there are natural glass products, but they are all tributes, which are particularly rare.

And in front of the stall, there was an experimental beaker, even if it looked rough, but it was a real glass product.

“%#*……&？” A string of unknown words floated into Shen Qingqian's ears.