"...... Start"

Lin Yi let out a low cry in his mouth, and after several days of blood refining, the prohibition in the bundle of demon ropes was finally lifted. It's just that the shiny dark gold around it has turned blood-red, and the length has returned to its original size.

Lin Yi simply wrapped it, and the bundle of demon ropes was tied to his trousers, like a belt. In the future, if you can find a better Yang Thing to refine, there is a great possibility that this bundle of demon ropes will be upgraded.

As the saying goes, "there is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year", Lin Yi forgot the time once he entered the double cultivation, if there was no supervision by those conscientious old ministers, I am afraid that he would even forget to deal with the affairs of the East Palace and go to the palace to the province.

Deep winter has come, I don't know how many snows this year, Luoyang Street has already been shrouded in white. The renunciated hypermarket has also been open for business for many days, Wang Dun has come to invite many times, Lin Yi finally squeezed out some time to prepare to take a look, this is the first time in more than a month to leave the palace.

"It's time to sell charcoal!" shouted on the side of the street, and an old man with a hunchback was wandering on the road pushing a charcoal cart. This year's winter was very cold, so it was very good, but the clothes on my body were still so thin. The poor man is well-dressed, worried about the cold weather, and it is these charcoal sellers who are talking about.

Not far away, a few beggars were buzzing, fighting for the swill that had just been poured out by the big family, but they didn't know if they would survive this winter.

There are tens of thousands of poor people in Luoyang, with meager incomes, barely making ends meet. In order to beg for food, they work during the day, and at night they have to come out to do some small business, and those who are young and a little pretentious even come out to sell themselves. Life is so miserable that no one cares whether it is dead or alive. Now it is still a "prosperous age" There is such a scene, if it is chaotic, it is no wonder that there will be a tragic phenomenon of changing children and eating.

Those rich people refused to leave the poor with a penny, but abandoned Shuangyu to buy prostitutes. This is really a drunken city, gathering the most expensive restaurants, the most luxurious inns, the best looking bitches in the world, those princes and nobles such as Shi Chong, Wang Kai, Jia Mi and others spend a lot of money, spendthrift, countless child servants, poor and extravagant. Lu Bao, a genius in Nanyang, wrote the famous "Theory of the God of Money" to ridicule the social atmosphere at that time, calling money "a treasure of the world, like a brother, and the word 'Confucius Fang'." If you lose, you will be poor, and if you gain, you will be rich. Flying without wings, walking without feet, relieving Yan Yi's face, opening a difficult mouth. ”

There is such a huge gap between the rich and the poor in this world, Lin Yi can't change these, at least for now, but he can only start from himself, change himself, and influence the people around him. At least now it has a little effect, the civil and military ministers of the East Palace have followed suit, most of them have dismissed a large number of servants and maids, and even wealthy nobles like Wang Dun, royal relatives and relatives have cut down on food and clothing, and dismissed a large number of slaves, causing the princess of Xiangcheng to complain.

"Go back and inform Senior Sister!He's finally out of the palace!" Not far away, a Confucian in green clothes said to the woman in a white fur behind him.

"Senior sister, senior sister! You know her! Since she came, you have been so reluctant that you don't even look at people once. Don't be delusional, Senior Sister has already promised to marry the Li family in Kongtong Mountain! We have a huge disparity in status with her, and the daughter of the head of the family will not marry an outer disciple like us anyway, don't be delusional!" the woman pouted angrily.

"Senior sister, don't you know which of our senior brothers doesn't have a crush on senior sister. But just think about it, gentleman, I will always have only you in my heart!" The man saw that the woman was jealous, and hurriedly comforted.

"But the demon fox didn't go out with him, besides, this person's identity is special, the guards are all carefully selected, and the number is hundreds, if we don't use those few Dao methods, I'm afraid that we won't even be able to get close to our bodies with this sword technique alone!" the woman wondered.

"If we let the head of the sect know that we have lost the sect's supreme treasure bundle demon rope, we will not be forgiven, at least we will face the wall for ten years, and at worst we will abolish the immortal base and depose the master. Senior Sister is sympathetic to our experience and has helped us hide it for the time being. We've been waiting here for more than a month, just for today, no matter what, it's easier than going to the East Palace to face thousands of troops, and besides, we're just going to take away the demon rope and not hurt him!" the man explained.

"It's really hateful, I can't imagine that we have been tricked by that person after all our calculations. The aura of this Luoyang City is thin, in the past ten years, we have killed some little monsters, and our cultivation has stagnated, and we have wasted ten years of time, just to help the country that is waiting for their Sima family, I can't imagine that I will take revenge, if I catch him, I will break him into pieces, regardless of whether he is a prince or not!" the woman said angrily.

"Senior sister, don't be impulsive, I also hate this person to the core, after all, this person is the first heir to the throne of the Great Jin Dynasty today, it just so happens that this day is on duty again in our Yunmeng Mountain, the master has sent us this drudgery, and it is finally time!" the man replied.

"Then you keep an eye on him, I will immediately inform Senior Sister, with Senior Sister, even if we don't use Dao to deal with these three people, it won't be a problem!" The woman in white fur saw Lin Yi and his party getting farther and farther away, and hurriedly said.

There is a two-storey wooden building in the depths of Tongtuo Street, in the center of the most prosperous and noisy city in Luoyang City, although it is not particularly conspicuous, but the splendid decoration makes the surrounding buildings that are a little taller than it dwarf, and the sun and moon are dull. It is said that only the front of the hanging mountain in the middle of the "abandonment" two gold-lettered signboards, but not gilding, but such as the fake exchange of real gold, full of 20 catties, the door of the pair of jade Pixiu thousands of catties, is thousands of miles away in the Western Regions Kunlun Mountain of the fine sheep fat jade carving, it is said that the house is full of ivory, pearls, jade coral and other treasures from the South China Sea.

What's even more strange is that it is so extravagant and luxuriously decorated, but it is also a merchant's house, and everything is sold in it. But it is not allowed to enter ordinary people, it is said that you have to get a "membership card" to enter, this membership card to 1 year 10,000 yuan is enough fantasy, but you must also have the children of today's family or the sixth grade or above in the court, ordinary people even spend more money to do it.

Lin Yigang pushed open the back door, this backyard is really another world, tea houses, restaurants, cloth shops, pharmacies, auction houses, even green houses, gambling houses, etc., are all in all aspects, and they are still very luxurious and exquisite.

"Your Highness, what do you think of this 'meat bun'? According to your request, we only take the most core piece of wheat and make flour, which is why it is so exquisite! But the yield is too low, and only more than 10 catties of flour are milled out from one stone of wheat, and it is extremely labor-intensive. ”

"Yes, an improvement from last time. But the skin is still a little thicker, and the soup is less!" Lin Yi nodded, he had long been fed up with the coarse steamed buns like a nest, so according to the memory of "xiao long bao" in his previous life, he asked Wang Dun to find a chef to try it out, and prepare to sell it in this renunciated hypermarket.

Since the Han Dynasty, wheat was introduced from the northwest into the Central Plains, and gradually became the main crop in the Yellow River Valley in the north, and pasta has begun to gradually become popular.

The real name of steamed bread is 'mantou', which is said to have been invented by Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang marched to the southwest in order to stabilize the rear, and when crossing the Lushui, due to the miasma, the venom flowed, and the weak soldiers who crossed the river mostly touched the water and died, and the army was difficult to advance. At this time, Meng was suggested to sacrifice the river god with the head of the barbarian, asking the god to bless and punish the demons and bless the living beings, although Zhuge Liang was anxious in the face of this scene, but he could not bear to hurt the lives of the barbarians with the army, so he ordered to kill the cattle and slaughter the pigs, and sacrificed the head of the bread and meat, called the 'barbarian head', and threw it into the water to show worship. Later, the folk practiced this custom. This is probably the origin of "steamed buns".

"Your Highness, you can taste this egg again!" Wang Dun said with another plate of eggs.

Look at this turquoise eggshell, but it is not much different from ordinary firewood eggs, but just after the shell is broken, a strong egg fragrance has penetrated into the heart and lungs, and the whole body is numb, although Lin Yi has just used it too early, but he has such an appetite, it melts in his mouth, and there is a faint fragrance of herbs.

"Not bad, not bad!" Lin Yi exclaimed repeatedly, "I didn't expect your speed to be so fast, in this short period of time, this golden egg has already looked decent!"

"We selected a batch of local chickens, every six hens with a rooster, according to His Royal Highness, three meals a day to eat ginseng, codonopsis, skullcap and other more than ten kinds of precious Chinese herbs and wild grass, grains, insects are also carefully prepared, every day in the riverside woods, although these chickens grow very strong, the egg size is larger than the average, but the egg is very few, like a goose, four or five days to give birth to one. Wang Dun explained.

Lin Yi once read a report in his previous life, those aristocratic tyrants in the Ming and Qing dynasties cultivated eggs in this way, and the price of an egg was even equivalent to the price of one or two gold, so it was called a golden egg. Lin Yi is also called Wang Dun to try it too.

"Uh......"

An egg was in his belly, Lin Yi couldn't help but burp, and Wang Dun had already brought over a bowl of hot goat's milk. Although he didn't like to drink goat's milk, the aroma wafting from the bowl made him refuse to accept it no matter what. Lin Yi took a sip, his mouth was full of soft fragrance, his spirit was lifted, his whole body and limbs, and his internal organs were immediately filled with a warm current.

"This Kangju big-tailed sheep is a tribute from the Western Regions, and it is also called a donkey sheep, with a big tail of more than ten catties, although its milk is not much, but it is very supplemental. Although this big-tailed sheep is not as good as the firewood chicken, it is also like the eldest lady, and several people serve it, and there are special people to comb and bathe it. Wang Dun said again.

"Yes, this is the best breakfast this king has enjoyed so far!" Lin Yi said excitedly, and Wang Dun's face was also full of smiles. Suddenly, Lin Yi's eyes had shifted to the row of products that looked like cotton but were not cotton not far away.