Mixed in Datang to be a son-in-law

"It's cheaper for you, one hundred guan." Zhou Jinyan didn't feel blushing at all, he was fully confident to sell this thing.

Not to mention ten guan, even a hundred guan, some people will buy one to try it out.

But he is kind, so he will not do things that will be struck by lightning.

Li Mengjiang hurriedly said: "You mean I just ate a Turkic horse?"

Seaweed smacked his lips and retreated quietly. This is the rhythm of selling himself.

Zhou Jinyan said seriously: "Princess, do you know how many spicy sticks I have in Datang?"

Li Mengjiang looked unhappy, "How much?"

"Even this pack, there are a total of [-] packs, and it will be gone after eating." Zhou Jinyan was very solemn, "Do you think it should be so expensive?"

"Don't scare me," Li Mengjiang snorted, "Just now you said that a foreigner sold it to you, but I don't believe it was sold to you."

"Indeed, they were all sold to me," Zhou Jinyan made up nonsense, "The man said it was his last treasure, and his own country hadn't even appeared before, so he brought it to our Tang Dynasty and prepared to sell it at a high price. People come here, it’s not for the purpose of going back, so it’s sold to me cheaply.”

Li Mengjiang frowned, "Why does it look like it was made up, which country? Won't he go back and remake it?"

"It's from the Ming Dynasty. When the recipe came, it fell into the water and lost it. I guess he won't be able to get it back." Zhou Jinyan was complacent, and with his fourteen or fifteen-year-old face, he looked particularly unworthy of a beating.

"Princess, I plan to sell this thing tomorrow to make a fortune. I believe no matter how high it is, people will buy it, let alone ten guan."

If what he said is true, Li Mengjiang believes that someone will buy it, and Datang has no shortage of rich people.

Looking pitifully at the spicy strips in his hand, Li Mengjiang looked as pitiful as he could be.

She is only a child in her teens, no matter how mature she is, she can't help it when she encounters something she likes to eat.

But at this time, there is no money to buy it.

Zhou Jinyan slapped his head, thinking of Princess Changle, turned around and entered the inner room.

Li Mengjiang stomped his little feet angrily, and said to Zhou Daowu: "Brother Zhou Zhou, go to him and ask for a pack for me. It's so expensive, I can't afford it."

Chapter 24

Zhou Daowu was embarrassed for a while, and muttered: "This thing is mostly a bluff, it's not worth ten pennies, don't listen to his nonsense."

"It's really delicious." Li Mengjiang said seriously, "I've never eaten such a delicious thing."

Zhou Daowu didn't believe it, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it. He just said something harsh to Zhou Jinyan, and now he went to look for it again. His skin was not so thick.

Zhou Jinyan came back soon, holding a handful of spicy sticks in his hand, "Princess, after you go back, bring this to Changle for me."

Li Mengjiang took it, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Brother, can you give me a bag too?"

Zhou Jinyan had goosebumps, just think about it, a twelve or thirteen-year-old loli, acting like a baby to you, how...

Zhou Jin said that the profiteer will do it to the end, and said with a stern face: "No, I can give you another one, and the rest will be gone."

"Stingy!" Li Mengjiang said angrily, "I have never seen such a stingy man like you. Brother Zhou, you have changed."

Zhou Jinyan said in his heart that it is good that I have changed. If it remains the same, you will have to take all the spicy noodles today.

In the end, Zhou Daowu didn't talk to Zhou Jinyan, and Li Mengjiang didn't bother to eat here anymore.

After the two left, Zhou Jinyan was happy and quiet.

After lunch, Zhou Jinyan called Haizao, picked up Latiao and walked to Anyifang.

He originally planned to sell spicy noodles in the shop after the two shops of Du's family were handed over.

But when I think of a lot of things to do, I can't wait.

The two arrived at Anyifang.

There are strict plans for buying and selling things in the East Market and West Market, but there are no street stalls.

Zhou Jinyan said that if he wanted to set up a street stall to sell things, he would definitely be arrested by Marquis Wu.

Therefore, if you want to sell something, you can only find a store.

"Master Sun."

Zhou Jinyan saw Sun Simiao sitting in front of his shop basking in the sun from a distance, and he hurried forward.

"Why did you come here?"

I just saw it this morning, and Sun Simiao was a little puzzled.

"Hehe, I want to use your pharmacy to sell some things."

Zhou Jinyan gestured to the cloth bag in his arms, "Sell some money to supplement the family."

"What is this?"

"Things you haven't eaten before, Latiao."

Zhou Jinyan entered his shop, poured out all the things, and simply explained a few words, but Sun Simiao didn't ask any further questions.

Although he was curious, he never asked too much about things he wasn't interested in.

There was only Sun Simiao in the shop, not even a clerk.

"Usually you're the only one in the shop?" Zhou Jinyan asked casually after sorting out the spicy noodles.

"There is another apprentice who has something to do at home and has gone home." Sun Simiao said, "How do you sell things in my medicine shop?"

Zhou Jinyan didn't speak, asked him to borrow a large piece of paper, wrote a few words, and then moved a low stool out of the shop.

Sun Simiao sat behind him, wanting to see what he was going to do.

"Seaweed, hold up this piece of paper."

Zhou Jinyan put three complete packs of Latiao and one pack of unpacked Latiao on the low table, and handed the paper to Haizao casually.

Haizao took the paper and obediently held it in front of his chest, standing beside him like a well-behaved junior high school student.

She was illiterate, and the words on it did not recognize her.

Sun Simiao looked at it with a smile. It said that it was the most delicious food in the world, and it cost ten pennies a piece.

He felt that Zhou Jinyan was crazy about money, and he was afraid that he would not be able to sell one of them today.

"Everyone, everyone, pass by, don't miss it."

Zhou Jinyan yelled loudly, his voice was crisp and penetrating.

This kind of yelling and selling method is quite rare, and in front of Sun Simiao's shop, a circle of people soon surrounded him.

"The most delicious food in the world."

Someone read a few sentences, and immediately laughed: "What do you sell that dare to be called the most delicious in the world?"

Zhou Jinyan pointed to Latiao and said, "This is Latiao. Excluding the unpacked ones and the one sent out, there are still [-] packs left. There are only so many in our Tang Dynasty, or even in all countries. What do you say? Isn't it delicious."

"It's true that rare things are more expensive, but if you want to say that they are the most delicious, what proof do you have?"

"Yes, yes, whether it is delicious or not, I have to let everyone taste it. If it is not delicious, it is a lie."

Zhou Jinyan said leisurely: "Whether you like to buy it or not, someone will always eat this kind of precious thing. You guys, if you don't have that life, just let it go if you can't eat it."

Under the feet of the emperor, how many poor people can there be?

As soon as he said this, some people were dissatisfied: "What you said, I will taste it for everyone today. If it is not delicious, you will withdraw the most delicious food in the world. Don't just use things to embarrass people. .”

Zhou Jinyan smiled slightly and looked at him.

The man looked at the spicy strips in the bag. Although he was wondering what the bag was made of, he didn't ask any further questions, and reached out to get the spicy strips.

Zhou Jinyan stopped him, "Pay first before you can eat."

The man took out a sling of money from the bag and asked, "How much is a sling?"

"Ten Guan!" Zhou Jinyan pointed to the sign erected by the seaweed.

hiss!

The crowd around the audience gasped, looking at him as if they were looking at an idiot, who dared to ask for ten pens!

"Shiguan?" The person who wanted to buy trembled: "Young man, are you crazy about money?"

Zhou Jinyan smiled and said, "Let me ask you, how much does a male camel cost in my Tang Dynasty?"

"Fifteen or six." The man asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"Why do you need fifteen or six gongs?"

The man gave him a strange look, "He is worth so much, why do you say?"

Zhou Jinyan spread his small hands, "My thing is more expensive than a camel, but it only costs ten sticks. Why do you still think it's expensive?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and someone said: "How can your thing be more expensive than a camel?"

Zhou Jinyan stood up and raised his voice slightly, "Everyone, as long as you have money, you can buy as many camels as you want. But for my spicy sticks, I buy one less. There are only so many of them. There is no semicolon in the whole world. And there is no recipe."

"After all, this thing is for food. If you want it to be so expensive, it's still such a short one. It's even more expensive than what the Holy One eats."

Someone muttered in dissatisfaction.

It's not that they can't afford it, but they always feel that it's worthless.Naturally, I don't want to spend the money.

"My food is more delicious than your majesty's food, and you should cherish it. Why do you think it's so expensive?" Zhou Jinyan said brazenly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Even Sun Simiao poked his neck and became interested. He stared at the spicy noodles twice. Is this food really as delicious as this kid said?

Zhou Jinyan looked around the crowd, "I know that the reason why people say it's expensive is that it's not worth it, but I assure you, this is definitely something you have never eaten, and it will be the only thing you have the chance to eat in your entire life .”

"Are you bragging?" Someone whispered, "If someone buys one, you'll earn ten guan. It's a lot of money."

"Yeah, this man is young, how can he treat him like a fool?"

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Chapter 25 Profiteering

Zhou Jinyan knew that if he didn't show some evidence, it would be really difficult to sell.At least temporarily difficult to sell.

He took out a spicy stick from the bag, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his face full of intoxication.

The aroma of the spicy strips spread out, and the people around the innermost one immediately smelled it, and couldn't help but sniff.

"The taste is really good, but at most it's only a few tens of pennies, and ten pennies is just a dream." Someone came to a conclusion.

Zhou Jinyan tore the spicy strips into three parts and handed one to Sun Simiao behind him, "Master Sun, come and taste it."

Sun Simiao knew what he meant, couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't be cruel, boy, if it doesn't taste good, I can tell the truth."

"casual."

Sun Simiao took the spicy strips, put them under his nose and inhaled, his eyes lit up, then put the spicy strips in his mouth, and took a bite.

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"It's quite chewy, the taste is good, and it's just right spicy." Sun Simiao commented while eating, and he quickly finished eating half of the spicy strips.

"Give me another one." Sun Simiao subconsciously said.

"No more." Zhou Jinyan was very stingy, "Let you taste it, not for you to eat it all the time."

"Master Sun, how does it taste?" Someone asked.

Sun Simiao pursed his lips and said, "It is indeed a good thing, and I have never eaten it. But the quantity is too small, these ten ounces..."

Sun Simiao also felt that it was a bit of fantasy.

Zhou Jinyan rolled his eyes and said, "There are only so many things. If there are a lot of them, they are naturally not worth the price. Everyone is in business, and rare things are more expensive, don't you understand?"

This is the reason, but none of you are willing to take out the ten pens. Although you are curious for a while, no one is willing to take out the money.

People, more and more around.