Li Han’s Little Farmer’s Wife from the Mountains

The third street is called Xinghua Street. It is the most prosperous street in the county. This street is neither as tall as Baoan Street nor as grounded as Surabaya Street. It is a typical urban street.

There are shops on both sides of the street, mostly two-story small buildings. There are all kinds of shops: restaurants, cloth houses, medical centers, silver buildings, tea shops, **** shops, theaters, casinos, etc., and even a beautifully decorated brothel.

After inquiring and understanding, Shen Ruolan immediately decided to go to Xinghua Street to try his luck when he arrived at the county seat.

Near noon, the carriage finally rushed to the county seat and stopped on the streets of Surabaya Street. The driver turned around and yelled: "What are you supposed to do? Remember, I will gather here two hours later. After noon No wait, I’ll be responsible for myself if I’m late."

As soon as the voice fell, the people in the car began to get out of the car one after another. Shen Ruolan was weak in body, and she was afraid of being injured by the accident. She didn't dare to squeeze with others. When everyone got out, she got out of the car unhurriedly.

After sitting in the carriage for the whole morning, her legs and buttocks were a little numb. After getting out of the carriage, she was not busy walking. First, she stood on the side of the road and moved her muscles and bones. During the activity, she happened to see Zhang Eryong relieve him on the axle. As for the Yeyang, when he was sitting in the car before, Shen Ruolan only thought he was quite burly, but now he realized that this guy is really tall, more than 1.8 meters, and his body is quite straight. If you put it in the modern era, it's absolutely fine to be a model star.

It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time. He was born in this low-productivity feudal society. The people here can't even fill their stomachs. Who has the leisure to pay attention to and pursue the appearance of a man?

No one appreciates, he can only be a tough hunter!

While sighing, Zhang Eryong suddenly returned home, and the two eyes met inadvertently.

Shen Ruolan thought that she would have paid three cents for her fare, otherwise she would not be able to come here, so she opened her mouth and smiled politely at Zhang Eryong and said, "Big Brother Zhang, when I go back, I will take the five Money back to you."

Zhang Eryong had already avoided her eyes. Hearing this, he looked back and said, "It's up to you."

After speaking, he led the sheep away.

Although her face is faint, she feels that this girl from the old Shen family is much stronger than his unmarried fiancee. Although the little girl is not good-looking, at least she is educated, grateful, and has a cheerful temperament. Lively.

Unlike the stupid woman who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, the sloppy girl who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, has a good skin. Such a woman will not marry him if he is killed.

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Xinghua Street is not far from Sishui Street. It's just around a monastery and a few private houses, and it's just a stick of incense on foot.

Compared with Sishui Street, Xinghua Street is more magnificent, with smooth bluestone roads, old-fashioned shops, and bustling people, which looks prosperous and lively.

Shen Ruolan was walking on the street, looking around while thinking about the way to make money. It was already midday, just before the meal, and the restaurants on both sides of the street were wafting alluring scents, constantly interfering with her thoughts.

She groaned her belly, and finally decided to follow the example of the predecessors who passed through and go to the restaurant to sell dishes. This way, she can make money and fill her stomach by the way.

However, many of the snack dishes she knows need modern seasoning. If you want to sell dishes, you must know if there are any necessary seasonings for her dishes. If there are, everything is easy to handle. If not, she has to Look for other ways to make money again.

For this reason, she deliberately went to a condiment shop with a magnificent facade and wanted to inspect it.

This condiment shop should be the largest condiment shop on this street. It is spacious and bright, decorated in style, and the layout design is similar to that of a pharmacy. They are all facing a counter at the door, and a place against the wall stands in the counter. From the top of the row to the shelf of the shed, the shelf is divided into grids, and a wooden box with a lid is placed in each grid. The boxes are filled with various spices.

The flavor of the seasoning is so strong that the box can't be covered with a lid. As soon as he walked in, Shen Ruolan's nose was irritated to sneeze by the smell of various seasonings.

At this moment, there is only one customer in the shop, a middle-aged man dressed in lake-blue silk and satin. The man looks quite a bit of identity, and even the shopkeeper condescends to serve him personally.

There were still two guys in the shop, but one of the two guys was busy showing the seasoning to the man in the blue robe, and the other was waiting for her with a teacup, and no one took care of her.

The shopkeeper raised her eyelids and glanced at her, and saw that Shen Ruolan was dressed in tatters, she was yellow and thin, and she thought she was a beggar, but because she was not sure, she didn't rush the people directly, but she didn't speak very much. A good question: "What did you do?"

Of course, Shen Ruolan knew why the shopkeeper and the two mates treated her this way. The thought of looking at Yijingren has existed since ancient times. She is here to do business, and it is not guilty to get angry with this kind of love for the poor and the rich.

She stepped forward, took out a small paper bag, opened it and handed it over, and asked politely: "The shopkeeper, do you have any peppercorns in your store?"

Fearing that the people here would call the peppercorns different from the modern ones, she deliberately picked out a few peppercorns from the box of boiled pork slices in the space, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to the shopkeeper for identification.

The shopkeeper was busy receiving guests. How could he have time to bother Shen Ruolan, but out of curiosity, he glanced at the paper bag in Shen Ruolan's hand, and snorted with his nose, and said, "What kind of seasoning is this? Weeds. The grass seeds."

You don't need to ask to know that the shopkeeper doesn't recognize Majiao, even if you don't even recognize it, it's even more impossible to have it.

This condiment shop is one of the largest condiment shops in the county. If they don’t even have one, let alone other small shops.

It seems that her plan to sell boiled pork slices and boiled fish has fallen into dissolution, because the most critical seasoning in boiled pork slices and water-boiled fish is pepper, without pepper, boiled sliced ​​pork and boiled fish and stewed. There is no difference, and there is no market value.

She didn't just argue with the shopkeeper's words. Since she didn't, what's the point of understanding it? It's just a waste of words.

Shen Ruolan wrapped the peppercorns into her arms, took out a paper bag and opened it, and handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Excuse me, please look at this again. Do you have this for sale?"

This paper bag contains seven or eight cumin seeds, which she picked out from the box of cumin chicken gizzards she stored in the space. Cumin looks very similar to fennel seeds, except that the fennel seeds are slightly larger. Some are grass green, cumin is slightly smaller than fennel seeds, and the color is gray, like dried fennel seeds.