Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The half-grown children howled and ran far away, and then got into an entrance made by the thorn wall.

Zeng Jiang and Peng Zhou opened their mouths, neither of them willing to admit that they scared the child away.

Peng Zhou: "...are you still going over to see it?"

Zeng Jiang felt a little aggrieved: "...go."

The two looked at each other again and walked towards the place where the children disappeared.

When I got closer, I realized that there was a quite large yard inside the thorn wall.

There is a circle of bamboo houses against the thorn wall.

There is also a well in the middle of the yard. There are large and small bamboo shelves in the yard, with flat and wide dustpans on them, and many petals and flowers are drying in the sun.

The group of children who had just left crying were sobbing quietly in the arms of several women, and the women were comforting them in low voices.

Zeng Jiang, Peng Zhou: "..."

"Who are you two?" A woman looked up and saw the two of them, patted the child in her arms on the back, stood up, and walked toward them with a frown.

"It's them...the two of them who scared us..."

The children cried and complained, and the fear that had just subsided immediately came to mind again, and they immediately buried their heads in the arms of the women.

When a group of women saw this, they were angry and amused, and couldn't help but pat them lightly.

However, those two people are indeed "fierce".

Although the world is getting better now, life was too sad in the past. Even if life is better now, no matter how much you try to make up for your height and physique, you can never make up for it. Therefore, such tall people are indeed rare among ordinary people like them. .

But it doesn't matter. If their next generation can eat and drink enough, they will naturally grow as tall as these two people in the future.

"Don't be afraid. I'll let your father and brother take you for a walk in the royal city another day. If you meet more people, you won't be afraid anymore," the women said.

Zeng Jiang and Peng Zhou handed over apologetically.

Zeng Jiang: "I just saw the children holding flowers in their hands. I was a little curious, so I wanted to come up and ask where they came from, but I frightened them..."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't just someone who came looking for trouble.

Woman: "They are flowers and trees cleared away by Zhong Yuan. If you want them, you can go look for them over there."

He raised his hand and pointed to an open space not far away.

"They were all just cleaned up today. If they are taken back and raised, they can survive."

If no one wanted it and it was spread out on the ground to dry, they would take it back to light the fire.

"Ah?" Peng Zhou was stunned. He had good eyesight and could see that there were still flowers on the cleared branches. "Can you really take them away?"

The woman nodded, "You two can do it yourself."

Zeng Jiang swept around the flowers drying in the yard, smelled the fragrance on the tip of his nose, and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing drying these flowers?"

The woman looked at the two of them curiously and asked, "Are you a businessman?"

Zeng Jiang replied: "My name is Zeng Jiang, and I am a traveling businessman."

"I'm a carpenter." Peng Zhou quickly reported his name.

After hearing what the two said, the woman felt happy and said without changing her face: "It's for making scented tea."

"Flower tea?" The two of them were confused.

"Please come with me." The lady invited them to the bamboo house next to them.

Zeng Jiang thought that with his body type, these women were no match for him, so he followed the women into the bamboo house on the side with confidence.

It is said to be a bamboo house, but it is more like a bamboo shed. Unlike other houses, which have doors and windows, this bamboo shed only has three sides.

There are several bamboo tables and chairs inside. There is a large multi-layered bamboo shelf on the side against the thorn wall, with many palm-sized bamboo tubes placed on it.

"Sit down." The woman greeted the two of them with a smile.

He raised the small stove on the side and placed a clay pot filled with water on it. Then he turned around and took out a bamboo tube from the bamboo stand.

Zeng Jiang and Peng Zhou took their seats.

The woman came to their table and opened the paper seal on the bamboo tube, and a scent of fragrance entered their nostrils.

The woman tilted the bamboo tube slightly, showing them the complete yellow flowers inside.

The two of them were amazed that the flower looked like a dried flower, but it could maintain its original appearance, and even the color had not faded.

The woman cleaned two white teacups, picked up the bamboo tweezers, picked up two flowers, put them into the teacups, and then brewed them with boiling hot water from the clay pot.

"Please have some tea." The woman brought the tea to them.

The woman didn't have much skill in making tea, but after the tea was brewed with water, it looked like blooming flowers in the cup, which still amazed the two of them.

After cooling down slightly, the two of them picked up the teacups and took a sip. The taste was slightly astringent, but then it became sweet and fragrant.

Smell lightly, the tea has a strong aroma, just like smelling real flowers.

Zeng Jiang stared at the flowers in the tea cup, his heart was burning. Those arty scholars would definitely like this thing!

Zeng Jiang put down his tea cup and asked the woman, "I haven't asked you your lady's name yet."

The woman smiled slightly and said, "I don't deserve to be called Madam. My husband's surname is Lu. Just call me Mrs. Lu."

"Ms. Lu."

"Ms. Lu."

Zeng Jiang and the two of them cupped their hands again.

"I wonder if Madam Lu is selling this scented tea?" Zeng Jiang asked knowingly.

The reason why Madam Lu invited them to drink tea was naturally because she had the idea of ​​selling scented tea.

"Yes, but the price of each type of tea is different, and the lowest price will not be less than 500 coppers."

This price is naturally not for ordinary people.

Zeng Jiang was rubbing the hot tea cup with his fingers. He had just seen that the flower tea they drank could only hold more than ten flowers in a jar.

Calculated this way, one flower would cost more than fifty coppers!

Zeng Jiang: "..." He can't afford that much money.

The most important thing is that although he knows that this tea party is popular with the upper-class scholars, he will not be able to contact the upper-class scholars for a while, at least during the time he stays in the royal city, and he has no money. Support yourself to stay in the royal city for a long time.

He could get in touch with the middle-class wealthy families, but he knew that it was impossible for those people to spend 500 coppers on a cup of tea that would not last long.

Hiss...it's so expensive...

Zeng Jiang sighed in his heart. If the tea didn't come from Zhong Yuan, he would definitely lower the price. Even because the other party was a woman, he would lower the price...

Peng Zhou on the side finished the tea in the cup in small sips. He wanted to chew the flowers. A cup of tea costs fifty coppers!

A bucket of tea counts ten flower tea flowers, and one flower tea flower can make a cup of tea. If the scholars gathered together to drink tea, there would be at least a few people...

Even if you only drink it yourself, a bucket of tea can be consumed in three days at most. No matter how much you save, it will only take ten days...

Zeng Jiang's brows jumped and he made a rough calculation...

He quickly took a sip of tea to calm down his shock.

Turning to look at Peng Zhou, the man was pouring hot water into his teacup, probably wanting to drink enough before leaving.

The sun was shining brightly, and the hot tea he drank made him sweat profusely.

Zeng Jiang gritted his teeth: "I'll take two cans of this scented tea."

"If you get more, such as more than ten cans, the price will be more favorable." Madam Lu reminded him.

He wanted to, but he couldn't afford it!

"No, just get two cans!"

"The favor is one thousand one hundred and seventy-six coppers." Madam Lu said with a smile.

Zeng Jiang touched his waist. He didn't bring enough copper.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the money..."

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