At the gate of Lancheng, a group of six riders were stopped just as they arrived at the gate.
The first two of the riders were tall mountain people who looked about forty or fifty years old, followed by two young people in their twenties and two teenagers, all dressed in animal skins .
As for the mounts, there are two mountain birds, three jumping sheep, and a strange beast covered in pitch black and covered with scales.
"Here, remember, if the mount is flying anywhere, you have to clean it up, otherwise it will be ten whips if you bring it back to the Secretary of Security." A guard threw six straw bags over and said.
"When did this rule come into being?" A tall middle-aged man asked in confusion.
"Your Majesty ordered it, and it will be like this in the future." The guard was tired of answering this question every day these days, and he was a little impatient to answer this question.
But in the end, it was still kind, pointing to the few riders not far away: "You can learn from them, and save trouble when the time comes."
A few people turned towards the direction they pointed, and saw a few people trying to hang the straw bag behind the buttocks of the mount... In this way, they would not be walking and pulling all the way like a horned bull, and secondly, they would not notice it .
After all, it is impossible for anyone to stare at the rear of the mount's butt all the time to see if it has been pulled all the way!
"Thank you for the reminder!" The middle-aged man who took the lead cupped his fists and said with a simple and honest smile.
"Also..." The guard looked at the beast carefully and warned, "No digging in the city!"
After a while, a few people went on the road again. The strange beast looked aggrieved. After running for a lifetime, it suddenly hung a loincloth on the back of its buttocks, making it uncomfortable to walk no matter what.
"Third Uncle, this is Lancheng, there are so many people!" Entering the city, the last couple of young men and women said excitedly looking at the passers-by on the street.
"After all, it is Lancheng! Your Majesty's feet!" The middle-aged man known as the third uncle smiled and said.
"The clothes they are wearing are so beautiful!" Among them, the girl's eyes quickly fell on the commoner clothes worn by very few passers-by. Although they are very ordinary in the eyes of many people, they are very attractive to girls who have just left the mountain.
"When the things are sold, buy half a piece of cloth!" The middle-aged man made some calculations in his heart, and said a little dotingly.
The pair of boys and girls behind them are the most talented young people in the village. They have the strength of the earth wheel before they are sixteen years old, and they are much more promising than their parents. He brought this team of boys and girls here this time not only to buy new year's goods, but also to find two old friends and see if he could let the two of them participate in this year's lantern festival.
After walking forward for a while, the middle-aged man showed a puzzled look on his face. Why is the cloth shop in the past closed now
I got off my horse and asked someone to ask, only then did I know that due to the war this year, the caravan is gone now, and naturally the cloth shop is also closed.
This makes the girl a little regretful.
But the children in the mountains were not so spoiled, and soon turned their attention to other places.
"It smells so good!" the girl said in surprise. "It smells better than roasted rock worms!"
Not only she smelled it, but other people also smelled it, and just smelling this aroma whetted the appetite.
"The smell came from the front."
Soon, a few people found a shop that was tightly surrounded by people. Standing on their mounts, they could see a shelf in front of the shop, on which a jumping lamb leg was being roasted. The thin man sprinkled some powder on the leg of lamb every once in a while to make the aroma even more enticing.
"What is this for? Didn't you say that there are no more caravans?" The middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed a person and asked.
"It's not a caravan!" The person whose arm was pulled by him looked back at him, and then pointed to the plaque on the shop: "Did you see the words on it?"
"What's written on it?" The middle-aged man asked with a trace of respect. Although Da Yao's military power is respected, people who can read and write will be looked up to.
"What's written on it?" The man asked in a low voice, pawing at the man beside him.
"I heard from them yesterday that it seems to be a royal spice shop?" Another man was a little uncertain.
"Royal Spice Shop. His Majesty's Spice Shop!" The person in front turned around and repeated.
"What are spices!" the middle-aged man asked again.
Speaking of this topic, the man suddenly regained his spirits: "See, the meat that is being roasted inside, is the meat you grilled yourself so delicious?"
"No!" The middle-aged man said truthfully.
"That's right, that's what spices are for. Sprinkle some on top of the meat when grilling, and it will immediately smell delicious! The taste is so good that people can even eat it with their tongues." Speaking of which, the man still had an intoxicated expression on his face, as if he was intoxicated. Average aftertaste.
"How do you sell this spice?" The middle-aged man was a little moved.
"I don't know, it won't be cheap anyway." The passer-by looked at him and said, "If you use it in the village, it's better to buy some salt and go back."
"Then why are there so many people?" The middle-aged man felt strange, so many people surrounded here, it must be because of the smell, right
"When the leg of lamb is cooked, it will be sliced and distributed to everyone. It's called... try it, yes, try it. So many people are waiting to try it." The passer-by thought for a while and said, that word is not very good remember.
This spice shop was naturally created by Ren Baqian.
Of the spices originally planted, two crops of sesame and one crop of cumin have been produced, and only pepper has just matured recently.
As for pepper and aniseed, it will take another two years to harvest.
However, when the sesame seeds and nature are ripe, Ren Baqian and the Empress are in the land of Tianjing. At this time, the peppers are sold together after they are ripe. Except for the agreement with Tong Zhenye at the beginning, I sold part of them to him, and the rest will be removed. The palace opened the first spice shop, and planned to sell the spices to various places in Dayao.
Pepper and cumin are as heavy as silver, which means that one tael of silver can buy one tael of cumin or pepper, which is almost only more expensive than salt. It is far from the same weight of gold as spices on the earth back then.
After all, they can't be sold abroad now, and even officials in Dayao don't have much to offer.
If it is calculated according to the same weight of gold as in ancient times on the earth, I am afraid that a large part of these spices will rot in the warehouse.
At the beginning, Ren Baqian collected almost 1,000 mu of land, including 200 mu of sesame, 200 mu each of pepper and cumin, and the rest was planted with aniseed and peppercorns. This year, almost 50,000 catties of sesame seeds, 100,000 catties of pepper, 40,000 catties of cumin, and more than 100,000 catties of various spices were produced, equivalent to hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
There is such an output of 600 mu of land, which can already be said to be a huge profit.
I have to say that this world is indeed a fertile land. Even without fertilizers and fine farming, it is almost impossible to have such an output on earth.
Half a day later, several mountain folk tasted the grilled lamb and almost ate their tongues. They went in and asked the price of cumin and pepper, and then left drooling.
The headman also knew in his heart, although the price is not low, but it is not impossible to buy one or two of each item and give it to the people in the village to taste.
"I'm even more hungry!" The girl among the group said with an aggrieved face. After eating a piece of this kind of roast lamb, her stomach is about to rebel.
"Be patient, go see an old friend first, and ask about your affairs." The middle-aged man said, leading a few people across Jingyang Avenue, after some inquiries, he came to a mansion and knocked on the door of the mansion.
After a while, they were welcomed in.
"You want to participate in the Lantern Festival? It's not impossible. Your talents are really good, but there are many young people with outstanding talents in Lancheng, and you may not be able to stand out among them. Especially in terms of skills, those adults The children of the family are much better than what you have learned. If you want to find a way out, I have a chance now!"
A middle-aged man in the hall first chatted with the head man very enthusiastically, and then he thought for a while after hearing the purpose of his visit.
"How to say?" The headman's eyes lit up, he just didn't want this pair of young men and women to be buried in the village.
"Zizhu Academy needs to recruit a group of students."