Kaifeng City, a thousand-year-old ancient capital, has a profound cultural heritage. Even though it is early in the morning, the market is still busy, and shops selling food have been opened to provide early morning travelers with food.
"Selling pot stickers, fresh pot stickers, hot pot stickers!"
"Donkey meat is burned on fire, fragrant, and your mouth is full of oil when you bite it!"
"The noodles are as thin as paper, as thin as threads, with continuous tendons. They are delicious but cheap. Sir, would you like to try them?"
"Soup dumplings, fresh soup dumplings, with thin skin and lots of fillings, the soup is dripping with oil, you will regret it if you don't eat it!"
Zhu Ruofeng was stunned when he heard the hawking sounds coming and going all the way down the street. Having grown up in a palace, he had never seen such a scene, let alone eaten these folk delicacies. He didn't know what to eat for a while, so he looked for help.
Xiang Wang Wan.
Wang Wan was happy, "Sir, I know there is a shop in front of you. The double intestine soup and mutton steamed buns are the best."
"Mr. Wang is talking about Sun Kee mutton steamed buns, isn't it? That's a local time-honored brand." Luo Biao swallowed a big gulp of saliva.
"Exactly", Wang Wan smiled.
"Since you all agreed, it must be good. Let's go to that house." Zhu Ruofeng made the decision.
The four of them came to a small shop with two floors. On the apricot-yellow flag at the door was a big "grandson" character.
"Sir, what would you like to order?"
The waiter in this shop is very clean, wearing a headscarf and a chain on his back, and greets customers with a smile on his face.
"Four bowls of double-intestine soup and four portions of mutton steamed buns. This is my young master. It's a pleasure to entertain you," Wang Wan said with a smile.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter led them to the table attentively, and served a pot of almond tea first. This almond tea is very special. Dried apricots are ground into powder, mixed with walnut kernels, melon seeds, and white sugar.
Extra flavor.
Zhu Ruofeng took a sip and found it tasted delicious. He suddenly found that only Wang Wan was on the table, while Luo Biao and Mei Tao were standing respectfully. Luo Biao was dressed as a nurse, but Mei Tao was dressed as a house slave. He couldn't help but feel
Leng said, "This is not in our house, what are we doing standing here? Let's serve them all."
"Sir, although we are not in our house, which nursing home can have dinner at the same table as the master?" Luo Biao smiled bitterly.
"Yes, Master, I'm used to standing here, so you don't need to worry about me." Mei Tao smiled charmingly.
In feudal society, the emphasis is on superiority and inferiority. Zhu Ruofeng no longer insisted and let the two of them eat and drink at another table while he talked to Wang Wan.
The sheep intestine soup is here. This soup is made from the large intestine and small intestine of sheep. Cut it into slices, add the mutton soup that has been simmered for a long time, sprinkle with coriander, pour in chili oil, and take a sip of the mutton.
Kang bun is a thin white flour cake wrapped with minced mutton and seasoned. The dough is chewy and full of minced meat flavor.
"Wow!"
Although Zhu Ruofeng is a vassal king and has observed etiquette since he was a child, he is still young after all. It was the first time he ate such delicious folk delicacies and he couldn't help but admire and devour it.
Seeing this made Luo Biao feel sour. Our king is so pitiful that he has never even tasted mutton steamed buns and double intestine soup!
The meal was delicious. After finishing the meal, Zhu Ruofeng motioned to Mei Tao to pay. He had read "Water Margin" written by Shi Naian and knew that the heroes had to pay after eating.
Mei Tao took out a piece of silver, and Zhu Ruofeng was about to leave.
"Sir, please wait a minute, I haven't asked you for any money yet," the shopkeeper called him. Integrity is the basis of business, and you can't do it without asking for money.
"Yes, sir, the store still has to ask for our money," Mei Tao also said.
"Do you still need change?"
Zhu Ruofeng was stunned. He had nothing to do, so he also looked for some novels and storybooks to read. The heroes above were all very heroic, holding magic weapons in their hands. After eating, they flicked a big silver ingot and didn't even look back.
I went back to the land. Have you ever heard that there is such a thing as changing money?
I have no choice, let’s see how to find a way.
The shopkeeper first took a look at the fineness of the silver. He was very satisfied with it. It was fine snowflake silver. Then he took out a gun. This thing is also called a gun. It is an instrument that specifically refers to gold, silver, medicinal materials, and spices. It is quite precise and precise.
The accuracy can reach one centimeter, and for particularly accurate ones, it can even reach one millimeter.
After he carefully weighed it, he took out a piece of broken silver and a sling of Guangwu Tongbao. In order to develop the economy, Emperor Guangwu vigorously promoted copper coins and minted a large number of Guangwu Tongbao. The official exchange price was one tael of silver per sling, which was a thousand
Copper coins. However, due to the amount of silver in various places, the private exchange prices vary. Because the Jiangnan area is rich and often trades with Japan and other countries, there is a lot of silver stored among the people. Silver is cheap and expensive, and one tael of silver can only be exchanged for 800 qian. The shopkeeper handed Mei Tao a small piece of silver and one hundred and thirty Guangwu Tongbao, and then sent them out of the shop with great gratitude.
This is the real Ming Dynasty. Whether you are a hero or a farmer, all your money is earned through hard work. How can you not change money after eating? Zhu Ruofeng sighed to himself after reading it. It seems that the plot in the novel is very believable.
No!
After dinner, it was already dimly lit, and it was almost time to open the city gate. Zhu Ruofeng and his party headed for the north gate. They saw a long flow of people, including traders, farmers, caravans, tourists, old and young.
, men and women, lined up for a long time.
Luo Biao was afraid that Zhu Ruofeng would be impatient, so he hurriedly pushed forward, trying to squeeze a way out for him. Zhu Ruofeng glared and motioned for him to line up honestly. Wang Wan on the side looked at it and nodded secretly. His Royal Highness Prince Yu is so kind-hearted.
You can serve Yao and Shun!
The bells on the north city tower rang. According to the rules, when the morning bells and evening drums rang, the city gates opened and thousands of households moved; when the drums rang, the city gates closed and a curfew was implemented. However, the Holy See paid special attention to the economy and canceled the curfew. After the drums rang, only the city was closed.
It's just a door. People can still move around in the city and carry out colorful nightlife. In the past, when the drums were sounded, people would beat the gongs and shout along the street: "The drums have started, come back quickly, don't break the rules." The scene has become a thing of the past.
Can't see it either.
"Open the city gate!"
Hearing the bell ringing, the fat city gate official let out a majestic roar.
A few soldiers pushed open the heavy city gate. "Creak, creak, creak, creak," the ancient city gate opened slowly, seeming to tell the glorious history of this thousand-year-old ancient capital.
The crowd rushed towards the city gate.
"Don't panic, come one by one." The sergeant guarding the gate tried hard to maintain order.
Zhu Ruofeng suddenly discovered that Luo Biao was winking at a dozen traders and tourists around him. A closer look revealed that these people were actually dressed as palace guards. It turned out that Luo Biao was afraid that it would be unsafe for him to leave the city privately, so he secretly sent someone to protect him. He couldn't help but feel worried
I am ashamed and annoyed. I want to go out of the city to observe the people's sentiments. I have sent so many people to follow. How can I understand the people's sentiments?
The sergeant guarding the gate checked the route for people leaving the city and released them one by one.
The Ming Dynasty implemented the lijia system or the baojia system, with one hundred and ten households as one li. The ten households with more grain were called the eldest, and the remaining 100 households were called the shijia. There were ten people in the jiafan. There was one li leader in the annual service.
The first person is A. Anyone who is hundreds of miles away from the place of residence needs to be issued by the local government with an official document similar to a letter of introduction or a pass, called a "road guide". If there is no "road guide" or it is inconsistent with it,
Those who are guilty must be punished according to the law.
Zhu Ruofeng and others walked out of the city gate. King Yu suddenly got on his horse and rode Juechen, heading north.
"Quick, follow the young master!"
Wang Wan, Mei Tao and Luo Biao were shocked and quickly mounted their horses to follow.
"Drive~Drive~Drive~"
The sound of horse hoofbeats quickly swept away the secretly protecting bodyguards, leaving only Wang Wan, Mei Tao and Luo Biao beside Zhu Ruofeng.