Yun Zheng always said that this world runs contrary to his outlook on life. Of course, he would only tell Yun Er that Lu Qingying and Wugou Xiaolin, as local natives, would never admit it.

Naturally, if you look arrogant in front of the Hu people, you will be unanimously praised by everyone, and people you know or not will give you a thumbs up.

It was so annoying that a small piece of Su Hexiang, the size of a palm, actually cost 80 guan. Why didn't he snatch it?

Yun Zheng held the piece of Su Hexiang in his hand, and roared like thunder with a big bearded man covering his head, and had to buy it with two pennies of money.

Eighty-tenths of money are enough for Yun Zheng to marry two beautiful beauties in Shu. Chanel in later generations did not have this price. This old bastard is definitely a scam.

Lu Qingying, who was shopping with Yun Zheng, just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. She agreed that her husband, who had a day of relaxing in the market today, is now very unreasonable to compete with the big cannibal. Su Hexiang is priced at gold, and what his husband said is too unreasonable. Buying things like this will only make others despise them.

The big cannibal had a good temper and was not annoyed. Instead, he asked the guy to bring out a sack of bark from behind and told Yun Zheng that Su Hexiang came up from here. If Yun Zheng thought it was feasible, he could buy the bark with two pennies of money. The refined Su Hexiang must be larger than the one in his hand.

"You must use a golden bowl and a silver pestle to refine Suhexiang, and collect the morning dew of the day of Jingzhe and the rain of the day of Grain Rain as a guide to refine Suhexiang, so it makes sense that the selling price is high. This young man is a little unreasonable." A knowledgeable man stroked his beard and looked at Yun Zheng sarcastically. If it weren't for the official belt in Yun Zheng's waist, he was worried that the official would be so angry that he would have affected him, otherwise he would not know what he would say.

"I think they want to force their buying and selling. Our Song Dynasty is not going to promote this move. If the Maritime Bureau takes action, this person will be in trouble. The Maritime Bureau is dedicated to the official family." Some kind-hearted people also made a comment.

The great zodiac man lived in the Song Dynasty for a long time and knew the tricks here very well, so he still smiled and told Yun Zheng that if he thought there was too little bark in the sack, there were still hundreds of bags and two hundred silos in the warehouse to take them away.

Yun Zheng squatted down and carefully examined the brown bark, folded a small piece of bark and put it in his mouth to chew it, and then spit it out. He smiled and said to the big cannibal: "Don't provoke me. Just follow what you said. A sack of bark like this is two scoops of bark, I will ask for all you have. After a few days, I will offer Suhexiang. It will be sold all over the world at a cheap price, so you have no food to eat!"

"Hahaha." The big cannibal laughed so happily. Refining Suhexiang has always been the secret of the big cannibal. He himself didn't know that only the incense master knew how to extract it. This Song man actually thought that he could refine Suhexiang, which was ridiculous.

These barks were all left by their own incense masters after going to Mecca to make a pilgrimage. Now the incense masters have not come back, and these barks have become useless.

There are many crises on the road to worship. The incense master may have died on the road to worship. However, this is not a sad thing, but a very glorious thing. No matter how great a sin a person is, there is always nothing wrong in worshiping Allah.

Now some people buy their own Suhexiang bark, so that they can set off for Mecca to worship and fulfill their lifelong wishes. It sounds a bit sad. How long has it been since I seen the magnificent Kerr?

Thinking of this, the big cannibal finally asked Yun Zheng: "Dignified guest, do you really want to buy these spice skins? If you can buy them at one time, you only need to pay me 150 taels. But I want to make it clear that even I, Abdul, don't know the process of Titian, so you are likely to buy a bunch of useless bark."

Yun Zheng nodded. The man was quite honest, but he couldn't figure it out. He opened his mouth and asked, "The bark is very light and huge. Why don't you raise the spices in the bark at the place of origin, so that their weight and volume will be much smaller. Why do you have to smell here? Don't you think this is stupid?"

Abdul, the great cannibal, smiled and said, "Dear guests, the journey from the east is full of robbers and horse thieves. Suhexiang is extremely precious and everyone likes it, so horse thieves and thieves also like it, but no one will like the bark, so there will be precious Suhexiang sold in the Song Dynasty."

Yun Zheng knocked his head with a fan. Why did he forget this? After finalizing the business, he asked the big cannibal to transport all the bark to the Yun family, and he would pay later.

Lu Qingying waited until everything was settled before saying to Yun Zheng: "Husband, you have lost money this time for face."

"Do you feel distressed? You know that you are a little scrupulous person. Your husband is not a person who can't afford to lose face. He turned around and asked Lao Liao to ask the big cannibal if his shop is going to take action. I think the big cannibal seems to be ready to go home. It's great to pick up the bargain at this time."

Lu Qingying was shocked and quickly grabbed Yun Zheng's hand and asked, "Husband, do you really know how to raise spices from the bark?"

"What does it mean to really know? I already knew. Your husband is very capable. Don't ask any nonsense like you really know in the future. Just support it with all your strength."

"That's certain. As long as you bring up the spices, I will shut up in the future and never say a word. Why don't we go home and pick up the spices now!" Lu Qingying was like a little girl, so excited that she was about to jump up.

"Don't be too happy too early, there's still a lot of preparations,"

"I know, the golden bowl of silver shovels and silver bowls are easy to deal with, the dew of Jingzhe, and the rain of Grain Rain is hard to find, and it will take until next year." When Lu Qingying thought of these things, she was a little disappointed.

"Don't listen to them, who told you that you need these things? The key here is actually wine, and it must be the strongest wine. But I guess the strongest wine is not good either. I have to steam it again when I go home. However, our family cannot sell wine, and there is no wine. This is not good at Dasong. Selling some tea requires tea, selling some salt requires salt. Now the people sell wine are sold by the government, and the people do not have the right to sell wine. The government is not making enough money."

Hearing that his husband began to attack the official family, Lu Qingying hurriedly pulled Yun Zheng to buy wine. Chengdu Prefecture's business is prosperous, and the entertainment style is in Western Sichuan, the Lantern Market in the first month, the Flower Market in February, the Silk Market in March, the Silk Market in April, the Fan Market in May, the Fan Market in June, the Qibao Market in July, the Qibao Market in August, the Medicine Market in September, the Liquor Market in October, the Mei Market in November, and the Taofu Market in December. There are reasons for celebration every month and excuses for fun.

Last month, Yun Zheng was trapped in the academy and could not see the treasure market. It is said that all the red apprentices in brothels would wear various jewelry with jewels and show off everywhere in July. In fact, they were also advertising the silver buildings that made these jewelry. It is said that many red apprentices don’t wear anything under the gauze dress, which is extremely erotic.

It is August now, and of course it is the season when osmanthus is fragrant. Osmanthus oil has been sold everywhere. I have bought a gourd for the stingy bacon. I have to apply a little on my hair every day. The strong smell makes Yun Zheng thunderous.

Yun Zheng turned around and smelled it between Lu Qingying's neck. There was also a sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers on her body, which was faint and nice. She couldn't help but complain: "You can't teach that silly girl bacon, she seemed to be fished out of osmanthus oil."

Lu Qingying pushed Yun Zheng away. The young couple's intimate actions had been seen just now. The old woman smiled with her mouth open, and the old man looked nostalgic. As for the Taoist master, he would not bother him and the dog would not hear him.

"Bao is a stubborn person and always hostile to me. That girl likes you, so when I say east, she will go west. She only wiped a little bit, but after I told her, she poured half a gourd on her head. My mistress is so kind that a maid can twist with me. It's not that you and my uncle are so mean, like my sister-in-law, she can't afford to offend me!"

There is no way to say that bacon is indeed a special existence in the Yun family, and the reason is impossible. Yun Zheng had to stop his eyes at the street restaurant. The wine lady was very happy to see the guests and deliberately raised her chest high, hoping that the handsome young man would take a look at him more, but the eldest lady next to him seemed to have a bad face.

"Jiannan Burn Spring! That's it. This should be the strongest wine in Shu." Yun Zheng and his wife entered the wine shop. Lu Qingying's big eyes glanced at him with flaming eyes. When the wine-selling wine was exposed, the wine girl immediately went back and changed to a young servant to support her.

"Husband, you are right. Zhuo Wenjun is just a bitch."

Yun Zheng smiled without saying a word, and used a pickle to lift it up from the wine jar, dipped his finger in the wine and tasted it and said to the guy, "It's too light, take out the strongest wine here."

After a while, the guy brought seven or eight glasses of wine, each glass was a kind of wine. Although the amount of wine was large, Yun Zheng did not have much hope. The wines of this period were collectively called rice wine, which was fermented wine. The degree was low, which was completely different from the concept of distilled wine popular in later generations. It was difficult to find wine with a high degree.

Sure enough, Yun Zheng shook his head in disappointment and said to Lu Qingying: "The wine is too light and it is not suitable for use!"

Before Lu Qingying could reply, Dr. Jiu got angry first: "This gentleman is so rude. Jiannan Shaochun is already a rare strong wine. Those who do not fall into three bowls of wine are already a hero. The gentleman said that wine is not suitable, so let's do these three bowls of wine first."

The guy was also angry and immediately poured three bowls of wine on the tall wine cabinet, asking Yun Zheng to drink.

Yun Zheng was a little amused and cried. Looking at the light yellow wine in the bowl, he couldn't help but remember that when he was in school, he and his brother in the same room filled the kettle with rice wine, added jujube and longan and rock sugar, and put it on the electric stove to boil slowly. He didn't know how many pots he drank in the evening, but it seemed that no one was drunk. Although his alcohol tolerance was not good, he was definitely a wine bag-style hero when he was in the present!

He didn't say much, and drank three bowls of wine in one breath and smashed his lips and said regretfully to Lu Qingying: "It's still light, it's too light..." (To be continued...)
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