Straight man of steel

Chapter 11 Dahan Brand Barbecue (please recommend tickets)

"Hey, it seems that I have to restrain myself, I am talented and handsome, what should I do if Zhuo Wenjun really falls in love with me, it is difficult."

As soon as Zhang Yuan came back, he fell into a deep introspection of himself, and set himself a standard of behavior that must be low-key and low-key in the future.

"My lord, it was Xiaoqing who made a mistake. Xiaoqing shouldn't have any unreasonable thoughts about you."

Looking back, Zhang Yuan saw that Xiao Qing was kneeling on the ground, her body shaking from time to time told Zhang Yuan that the little girl was already crying.

"Xiaoqing, don't do this. It has nothing to do with you. It's the hurdle in my heart that I can't get over, my son. Let's let what happened yesterday go, and get up and talk."

Zhang Yuan said comforting words, and supported Xiao Qing's arms with both hands to help her stand up.

Seeing that Xiaoqing's eyelashes were stained with a teardrop, Zhang Yuan couldn't hold back and wiped away her teardrop with his thumb.

Although Xiaoqing was still sobbing with her head down, her mood seemed to have stabilized.

"Thank you son, Xiaoqing doesn't know if there is a sentence to say."

"Just say something."

"Xiaoqing heard from other maidservants in the mansion that your body needs to be taken care of early, and if it is delayed until you are old, it will not be very easy to heal."

Zhang Yuan was really confused by these women from the Zhuo Mansion. As long as he has a body that can wield a blacksmith's hammer for a whole day, what else can he support, and he doesn't have to go to the battlefield to fight the Huns.

"Young master, I am in good health. It is not a problem to kill a cow. Don't listen to other people's nonsense in the future."

"What Xiaoqing said is that he has to be raised. Didn't you say that you have a hurdle in your heart?"

Isn’t it just their own bodies that everyone covets?

(A group of crows fly over Zhang Yuan's head)

It's only been half a day, and the fart has spread throughout the Zhuo Mansion. In the future, I must regain my glory and be a man to show these people.

"My lord, that's not what I'm talking about. I don't have to bring up this matter later. You go to the cashier and pay my lord's monthly salary for this month, and my lord will take you out for a walk."

"Here."

Little Qing didn't know that Zhang Yuan's monthly salary had risen to 50 taels a month. When she came out of the account room, she held the package tightly in her arms, avoiding everyone on the way, for fear that someone would snatch her. package.

Zhang Yuan hasn't had a good time in Linqiong County yet, and he couldn't get out of the workshop before. It was getting dark when he escorted the iron billets, and he stayed in the carriage when he returned to the workshop to make iron pots last time .

Zhang Yuan has no way of knowing what the real life of the people of the Han Dynasty is like.

Linqiong can already be regarded as a relatively densely populated area in Shu County. Zhang Yuan knew that the land he was stepping on was in the southwest of the Chengdu Plain. There was an ancient road leading directly to Jiaozhi here. The prosperity will surpass that of Chengdu, the seat of Shu County.

You only need to walk one street from Zhuo Mansion, which is the busiest street in Linqiong. The residences of dignitaries are not far from here. They like those new gadgets from Yelang Kingdom and Dongyue Kingdom.

Zhang Yuan's vision was much higher than those of nobles, looking at the wild boar covered with flies on the side of the road, or the Shu brocade displayed in the shop did not make Zhang Yuan look sideways.

However, Xiaoqing was quite interested in small accessories such as bamboo hairpins and silver hairpins, so Zhang Yuan bought a few and gave them to Xiaoqing as gifts, making Xiaoqing play with her hair bun on the side of the road for a long time.

Zhang Yuan, who was already extremely disappointed, smiled when he passed by a stall selling Chinese herbal medicine.

Many of the herbs displayed on it were known to Zhang Yuan about their medicinal effects. Although he did not dare to use them to prepare medicine, adding one or two pieces when making porridge and soup would be a great tonic for the body.

"Old man, what is the price of these herbs?"

The old man selling herbal medicine saw that Zhang Yuan was wearing expensive clothes, and he was still with this maid, and he immediately decided in his heart that Zhang Yuan was a fat sheep that could be slaughtered for a fortune.

"If you want everything, I will give you a discount. You only need one tael of silver."

"Xiaoqing took the money and wrapped up all these herbs for the young master."

As soon as Zhang Yuan said the words, the three people present except Zhang Yuan were all stunned.

The old man regretted that he didn't ask for more silver taels, but Xiao Qing was surprised that none of his sons knew that he was cheated by the old man in front of him.

"Sir, these herbs can't be sold for just one tael of silver."

Zhang Yuan didn't know anything about the price of the big man, but he knew the preciousness of the herbs in front of him, among them was a plant shaped like a snow lotus, and wild Sanqi and Cordyceps sinensis mixed in it.

With a monthly salary of 50 taels of silver, Zhang Yuan didn't feel that he was at a loss when he could buy these herbal medicines for just one tael of silver.

"Give him the money and pack all these herbs."

Zhang Yuan had already talked about this point, so Xiao Qing had no choice but to hand over the money to the old man, and then took it away with the piece of sackcloth containing herbs from his booth.

"My lord, what is the use of selling these herbs? Is anyone you know sick or injured?"

A lewd smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's face.

"Don't you all say my son is not in good health, these herbs are naturally used to nourish the body, ahahaha."

Seeing Xiao Qing blushing, Zhang Yuan smiled even more arrogantly.

Although there are more than one stalls selling herbal medicines, Zhang Yuan didn't buy them for food, he bought them for urgent use or food because of the three-point poison.

Walking from the street to the end of the street, there was nothing that could make Zhang Yuan's heart move. Seeing that he would not gain anything if he continued shopping, he took Xiao Qing directly to the largest restaurant in Linqiong.

Shuweixuan.

Zhang Yuan, who had seen Zhuofu’s food before, had no interest in the dishes in this well-named restaurant. The purpose of coming here was to see how the operation of Dahan’s restaurant was different from that of later generations. what level.

It was the first time for Xiaoqing and Zhang Yuan to come to this kind of place, but because of Zhang Yuan's luxurious clothes, they were greeted by a servant who greeted guests as soon as they walked to the door.

"My nobleman, let's see what you want to eat."

"What do you have in your store?"

"The best food in the shop is tapir meat, and the chef is also excellent at cooking hog meat."

As soon as the boy mentioned pig meat, Zhang Yuan remembered the bowl of minced meat that Xiaoqing brought him that night, and unconsciously his stomach began to churn.

"Can you roast pig meat here? If you can, give me two catties of pig meat, son, and get some dogwood and salt."

"Of course there are, my lord, please wait a moment and then go down and order."

Soon, a square grill was brought up, and the pork was cut into pieces and placed in the dishes.Looking at the Shanglin Square Stove, which is not so different from the ovens of later generations, Zhang Yuan felt that he could have a barbecue party when he had nothing to do in the future.

After the servants of Shu Weixuan placed all the charcoal that had been burnt red on the bottom of the Shanglin square furnace, they began to barbecue for Zhang Yuan and provide one-on-one service.

Zhang Yuan himself squeezed out a little juice from the cornel and dripped it on the roasted pork, which was stained with a little salt. Although it didn't taste as delicious as stir-fried vegetables, it still had a special flavor.

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Thank you on your knees.

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