On the tenth day of the fourth month, in the morning, the staff of the Ministry of Rites in the palace came over and talked to the chief about etiquette.

Others probably don't need to be summoned separately for questioning, just stay honest.

The melon that the chief had already carried was ripe, and in less than two quarters of an hour, the people from the Ministry of Rites praised it and turned their heads back to make a difference.

The people of the village finally came to Nanjing, so naturally they couldn't go around the restaurant all the time, so everyone went out to have a look.

Hire a car, the village elder went up to sit, Zhu Wentian put the silver in the car together, and the others followed under the car.

Zhu Tai and four people were allowed to go home, and Zhou Zong took twenty guards to follow the village team.

Compared with other places, Nanjing seems to be very prosperous, and Zhu Yuanzhang wants to see the peace of the world and gives various discounts.

Merchants pay money for business, and ordinary people don't need to sell their own property for money.

Vegetable sellers usually find a bridge, set up a stall on the roadside on the bridge, wear a hat to shade the sun, and there are no scales, cucumber and eggplant on roots, coriander and celery.

Like selling cherries, taking a broken bowl, two bowls for a penny, and wild loquat can usually buy seven or eight for a penny, depending on the quality of the loquat.

There are also people who sell things in the alley, usually belonging to repeat customers, who know what this alley sells, otherwise it is better to be on the bridge, who buys things and drills the alley?

The shops along the street are also open doors and windows, and now the weather is hot, and there are many shops selling tea.

Ordinary tea, throwing a penny can be infinitely refilled, if you want to drink good, go into the shop to choose.

Looking at the tea seller, Zhu Wentian clicked his lips, so the team came to the place where watermelons were sold.

A donkey cart pulls watermelons, which are covered with artemisia seeds, which have a fresh fragrance when blocking the sun.

Next to the car were a few people who came to sell melons, which were also covered by artemisia.

The watermelon is not big, three pennies one, pick it yourself, and don't change it if you pick it raw, and let the person who sells it pick it is four pennies.

Some people bargain, buy two for seven cents, and also pick, and the good ones will be cut a little so that the people who buy them can see.

"Buy." Zhu Wentian only said one word, hot, I don't have the heart to hey.

"Four people eat one, fifty-three people, plus the one who drives the car to buy fourteen, forty yuan, okay?"

The chief calculated that he would bargain with the melon sellers, and if he bought more, he had to buy cheaper.

"You see you wearing this dress, how can you bear to let me lose money?" The melon seller has a bitter face and is unwilling to wipe two pennies.

The lieutenant looked at everyone's clothes and showed a distressed look: "The forty-two texts, you pick them for us." ”

"Pick is four cents for one, fourteen you give fifty-five wen, less than one penny, I'll pick it for you." Selling melons is not agreeable.

"Let's go, go to the front and have a look, there should be one in front too." Zhou Zong spoke up beside him.

"Don't, Forty Wen, you pick it yourself, don't blame me for picking it up."

The melon seller was in a hurry, and he sold fourteen at once, and he was reluctant to buy and sell.

"Okay, come on." The lieutenant nodded this time and gave up his position, he wouldn't pick, there were no watermelons grown in the village.

Zhu Wentian stepped forward, picked up a melon and looked at it, patted it at will, and gave it to the chief.

The chief himself took the watermelon knife and cut it, and he cut it a few times, and gave it to the village elder first.

Zhu Wentian continued to hand the melons, and every time the chief cut it, it was sand, and after fourteen were cut, there was no bad or raw one.

Together with the hired coachman, everyone nibbled on watermelons.

"Hanhan still has this ability?" Zhou Zong was surprised.

"Blessed by the mountain god, we are not stupid." The governor emphasized.

"No, stupid, hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian nodded.

In fact, melons are basically ripe, melon farmers grow their own melons, and when they take them out to sell, they must choose ripe melons in the ground.

He deliberately said that, he wanted to make more money, and others didn't want to buy a raw melon if they didn't exchange it, and others didn't want to buy it.

Zhu Wentian mainly picks those with or without sand, and the advantage of hot weather is that the melon is sweet and the taste of the sand is better.

On a rainy day, the melon seller will be uncomfortable.

At this moment, the melon farmer smiled, he didn't care what melons the other party picked, a group of people stayed here to eat, attracting more people to buy.

Even the melon sellers next to them followed the fragrance and helped the buyers pick melons.

Zhu Wentian is collecting watermelon seeds, the village did not plant them before, but they can be planted next year, including melons, otherwise they will have to go to the county seat to eat a melon?

The friends helped collect it together, they didn't know what Brother Hanhan was doing with it, it might be fried, anyway, just do it.

They don't know that watermelons have special seed melons with seeds, but they are not produced locally, and the seeds of local melons are too small.

After eating the melon, everyone felt happy and continued to shop, and the coachman enthusiastically explained the interesting things in which place, what is worth seeing, and what is delicious.

He ate melons with him, and felt that he should pay the corresponding labor.

At the same time, he could see that these people were not born in rich and noble families since childhood, but they were good in clothes and jewelry.

After a walk, at noon, the coachman pointed to the front: "Forward, there is Dayuan Xing Yongshou Palace, and now it is called Yongshou Palace.

There are a lot of food sold there, fresh fish can be eaten, and even beef, and there are smoked chickens in the palace that are also sold, but I don't know if it tastes the same as the food in the palace. ”

"Okay, go there and eat." The lieutenant didn't want to go back to Fuhua Building now, he came out so far, and then went around and went back at night.

Zhu Wentian looked at this palace, which would become Chaotian Palace in the future, without the grandeur of the future.

The village elder got out of the car, and the coachman sent the car to the place where a group of cattle carts were next to him, and the chief helped to pay five cents, and there were people here who specially helped to feed water and grass, and charged a fee.

Five cents is the best, just take care of the water and watch the cattle before a penny.

Let's choose a place first, it is a shop that sells duck soup, set up a table at the door, put a bench, and serve duck soup for each person.

The children took the copper coins and divided them into several groups to buy other things, mainly unfamiliar, and if they knew who had any good things, someone could help them run errands.

Not long after, the children came back and bought fried buns, siu mai, two smoked chickens, fried dried tofu, boiled broad beans, and six steamed fish.

The shop that sells steamed fish asks where to eat it, and tells the children who bought it to leave their plates when they leave, and they go and pick them up themselves.

Then everyone looked at the smoked chicken together, and the coachman wondered, why did he stare at the chicken like that?

Zhou Zong shook his head: "This is obviously smoked according to the method of smoking sausages, and it smells of firewood smoke." Eat it, brothers! ”

He directly divided the two chickens and ate them himself, and the people in Xiaqiu Village probably didn't like to eat them.

He gave the coachman a thigh and two wings, and when he tasted it, he was very happy: "This is eaten in the palace, right?" ”

"No, they all say that this is smoked with charcoal, and the smoked chicken in the palace does not have the smell of smoky fire."

One of the guards emphasized that he had eaten smoked chicken in the palace when he was in the Prince's Mansion, and when he went to Xiaqiu Village to eat Xiaqiu Village, the taste was the same as the texture.

The people of Guanglu Temple are very serious about learning, and they don't dare to change it casually, in case Your Majesty doesn't like to eat it!