Chapter 24: The Deed of Sale

Before the fall of the Great Xuan Dynasty of the previous dynasty, it was in its heyday, in order to have a sufficient population, there was an abolition order, prohibiting wealthy families from keeping slaves, and also stipulating that the owners of households should protect the rights and interests of slaves, and they could not be killed at will.

After the establishment of the Great Wei, the inheritance of the Great Xuan was fully accepted, including the law, but although the Great Wei still had an abolition order, it aggravated the effect of the deed of sale, after signing the deed of sale, the person was no longer a person, but an object, and the master family had the power of life and death to the person who signed the deed of sale, which was more evil than the slave storage of the previous dynasty.

The ministers of the court and the central government have repeatedly tried to revise this law, but they have failed, because the Great Wei needs a large number of such things that do not belong to people to dig mountains and mine and farm, find spiritual jade for Xianmen, and plant spiritual valleys.

Jiang Cheng and Yanyan discussed for a long time, and felt that if they wanted to exchange Yun'er's deed of sale from Sanssouci Lou Yang's mother, they could only do it by suppressing people, and that old bustard was the most greedy, and if he bought it normally, he would definitely offer a sky-high price.

In the afternoon of the next day, at two o'clock, Jiang Cheng ordered seven or eight wrestlers from Tsing Yi Wei and came to the door of Sanssouci Building, lined up, did not enter the door, did not shout, and stared at the passers-by.

After a while, the old bustard hurriedly came out of Sanssouci Building and said to Jiang Cheng, "Lord Jiang, what do you mean by this?"

"What did you say, Lord Ben didn't understand?"

"Master Jiang, you have to open the door to entertain guests when you don't have to worry about it, you stand at the door, how do we do business?"

"Joke, you do your voice, I carry out my mission, what do you have to do with it, Tsing Yiwei received a tip-off that there is an immortal rebel party haunting Goolan Street, this is to arrest the court felons, is it more important for you to do business than to catch the immortal rebel party?"

"Lord Jiang, how can there be any immortal rebels in Yongdu City, if the concubine offends Lord Jiang when she offends him, please make it clear to Lord Jiang, otherwise this matter will never stop"

"I know that there are people behind you, so what, the current official is not as good as the current management, you get me away today, and I will come back tomorrow, by the way, I heard that you have an uncle Chang in Sanssouci Building, who is strong in martial arts, I Jiang someone is not convinced, and I am ready to challenge him, ask him when he is free"

Jiang Cheng laughed cruelly, and made a hob meat look, seeing that the old bustard was shocked, she couldn't understand how Chang Da offended this master.

However, Jiang Cheng's sentence that the current official is not as good as the current management pierced her heart, the so-called Hades is easy to provoke, the little ghost is difficult, there is indeed someone behind her, but unless the entire Jiang family is shot to death because of this matter, otherwise who can stand it again and again, and it is impossible for the adults behind them to come forward to help them wipe their butts every day.

"Lord Jiang is fortunate to be investigating the case, why don't you go into the worry-free building and have a cup of tea?"

"It's okay, then I'll bother Mother Yang"

Jiang Cheng didn't really come to make trouble, so he naturally agreed to come down, and then entered the Sanssouci Building.

"Lord Jiang, if you want to do something, just tell the concubine directly, it's not interesting to play this set."

"Yun'er is in my hands, I want her deed of sale"

"Yun'er, hey, what should I do, isn't it just a deed of sale, it's easy to say"

"Make a Price"

"A thousand taels of silver will do"

"Ten Taels of Silver"

"What are you kidding, Master Jiang, do you know how much money I spent to buy her, how much money it cost me to raise her over the years, and teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, these don't cost money, a thousand taels of silver, not a tael less?"

"You only spent two taels of silver to buy Yun'er, it's right to feed her for seven or eight years, but it's just a bowl of leftovers, on the contrary, Yun'er does laundry and cooking for the girl in your building, serving tea and pouring water, and the money you earn has already exceeded two taels of silver, so let's double it, twenty taels of silver, how"

"Lord Jiang, this can't work, we are fortunate to be ·····"

"Mother Yang, you don't seem to have thought of a little, why should I give Yun'er a maid to redeem herself"

"This..."

"There should be some rumors in Sanssouci Building, don't you think about it carefully, a few days ago, why did you kill Yun'er and not ponder?"

Jiang Cheng showed a cold smile again, and the old bustard's face suddenly changed, not long after the assassination, she did receive an order from above to let her kill Yun'er, but the old bustard was greedy for money, so he asked Chang Da to sell Yun'er, but he was robbed halfway, as soon as he thought of this, the old bustard became frightened, wouldn't it be involved again.

"Jiang is sending you a plague god, you don't know, tsk, okay, don't say it, I'm leaving, I won't come in the future"

"Don't don't, Lord Jiang, why don't you add a little, just add a little, twenty taels is too little"

"Okay, thirty taels, no more, Mother Yang, I won't do it any more, and then you won't trouble me."

"Okay, thirty taels is thirty taels"

"Then you send someone to the yamen with the deed of sale to settle it, I have already taken care of it."

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask how much silver the smoke girl will get if she wants to redeem herself."

"Miss Yanyan doesn't have 10,000 taels to think about, this matter is not negotiable, she is different from Yun'er, that is my family's daughter"

The old bustard looked at Jiang Cheng with a vigilant face, wouldn't it be that she even wanted to buy Yanyan, thirty taels, it was a dream, she would not agree even if she worked hard.

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"Don't cry, your eyes will cry if you cry again"

Jixiang Street, in Yun'er's small courtyard, Yun'er held the deed of sale and cried profusely, for almost half an hour, Jiang Cheng couldn't help it.

"Master Jiang, I..."

"Let her continue to cry, be born again, and cry like a baby"

Yanyan replied, her eyes were also red, envious, from today onwards, Yun'er is free, and she is still in the demon cave.

"I don't have time to teach cooking when I cry anymore, do you think I have a lot of time?"

"Lord Jiang really wants Yun'er to be a cook?"

"What's not to do, I've bought everything"

"How can Master Jiang know the art of cooking, Master Jiang comes from an official family"

"There are more six or seven officials in Yongdu City than dogs, what is this, okay, you guys cry slowly, I'll cook"

Jiang Cheng replied that in the past month or so, he has eaten all the food in Yongdu City, but the food in Dawei is just like that, in Jiang Cheng's opinion, it is a food desert area, which is very boring.

Dawei has a wok, and there are also spices such as chili peppers, but they don't know how to use them, most of them are still at the level of a pot of stew, and several so-called top restaurants are also at the level of roadside restaurants in the past.

Jiang Cheng rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen, Yun'er didn't dare to cry anymore, so she hurriedly followed in and helped to light the fire.

"This is called stir-frying sugar color, fry the sugar until it is bubbling, and then pour the pork belly into it and stir-fry, the sugar cannot be burned, otherwise the taste will change, so that the color of the fried is bright and ruddy, and it looks better than the soy sauce·····

Jiang Cheng explained while doing it, which made him feel like he was back when he was doing self-media, thinking that when Jiang Cheng just graduated, he was not an old fish in the workplace, he was also struggling to force one, and he had been a self-media blogger for a long time.

Food, store visits, and tourism have been done for a while, and they have been quite successful, until he was slapped to the ground by the capital that operated the packaging for him, Jiang Cheng came to his senses, and went back to his hometown to take a unit to work, and went to work every day to fish, and was very happy, and then until he touched and touched Dawei.

"Okay, that's it, the fire is a little smaller, and it's almost over for half an hour."

After throwing the rest of the spices in, Jiang Cheng added a spoonful of water to it and asked Yun'er to make the fire small and simmer slowly.

"Master Jiang, are you making this medicinal food?"

"No, it's called braised pork."

"Braised pork?"

"Yes, this pork is more than mutton, I will slowly teach you these days, and there will be Dongpo meat in the future, and the practice of putting the meat..."

Jiang Cheng replied that in the recipes of the Great Wei, beef and mutton are respected, but cattle is still an expensive production tool here, so there is more mutton, which is loved by the nobles, but pork has become a recipe for the common class, but the practice of pork has not yet been developed.

Jiang Cheng's family, is a man who cooks well, since junior high school, he and his father are busy in the kitchen during the New Year's holidays, when he was in college, he can play with a rice cooker, steam steamed buns, make cakes, do anything, and the brothers in the same dormitory, if they want to improve the food, they have to beg him.

"Can this be sold?"

"Of course you can, but the price is a problem"

Jiang Cheng has a headache, here in Dawei, many spices are still medicinal materials, such as Guiping star anise, and pepper is still a luxury product, and ordinary people's spices are only three kinds of ginger, onion and garlic.

The price of spices is much more expensive than meat, which also leads to the cost is not low, and it is impossible to take the civilian route, and it is estimated that the high-end route will be taken at that time, and how to promote it is another problem.

Yanyan and the two were skeptical about this, and Jiang Cheng let them try it and then speak with strength.

The time for braised pork to be cooked is not short, and during this period, Jiang Cheng gave Yun Er some cooking skills, mainly the combination of spice materials and knife work, as for the heat or something, people who know how to cook are basically not very bad.

The most important thing is innovation, this Jiang Cheng is good at it, similar to Buddha jumping over the wall, he really can't do this high-end complex boiling water cabbage, but there are too many others, just pork, chicken, duck and goose are common ingredients, at least there are hundreds of different methods, after talking for half an hour, Jiang Cheng's mouth is about to dry, and the two of them almost drooled when they heard it.

They were eye-opening, but they didn't expect that there would be so many changes in the art of cooking, and so many practices, it was simply amazing.

"It's almost time, the heat is closed"

Jiang Cheng opened it and took a look, the juice was almost there, and it was poured out after two minutes of burning on the fire, and the braised pork was oily and shiny, and it looked very beautiful.

"Well, it's delicious, Miss, you taste it, it's really delicious, it melts as soon as you enter your mouth"

"It melts in the mouth, fat but not greasy, this is the characteristic of braised pork, but unfortunately I forgot to cook rice, otherwise I can eat three bowls with rice"

Jiang Cheng also took a piece, closed his eyes and looked extremely enjoyable, he hadn't tasted this taste for a long time, the taste of his hometown.

However, when Jiang Cheng opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that Yanyan and Yun'er were already lying on the table, and opposite him, there was an old man who was reaching out to pick up the braised pork.