Love after marriage with a husband

Fang Zhongshan looked in the direction pointed by Jiang Ran, and saw a bustling street market.

Both sides of the long street are lined with stalls of all kinds. At a glance, there are people selling and asking prices, and people come and go, which is very lively.

Different from the down and out of the bustling West Market, the peddlers doing business here did not choose to sit on the ground, but set up extravagantly mobile carts with canopies, and all of them were dressed decently, sitting on stools and shouting loudly. .

Even the streets are more than twice as spacious as the West Market. The guests walking along the streets are not only unique in appearance, but also look luxurious in their clothes.

Fang Zhongshan was curious about the difference between the foreigner's market and other places, so he quickly took Jiang Ran's hand and walked into the market together.

After all, he is not a local. In order to prevent foreigners from committing crimes, the government has strictly controlled this market.

A small pavilion will be set up every 30 meters along the street, which will be guarded by a special government official. Whenever there is a little dispute in front of the vendors, a government official will come to ask about the situation.

Because most of the people who do business are foreigners, setting up stalls and selling goods here is not as casual as in the West Market, but has strict regional delineation, and the government collects a fixed amount of stall fees, and stipulates that vendors are not allowed to move around in a fixed place. , so easy to manage.

Fang Chongshan walked out a short distance, looking around, most of the vendors he passed by were selling gadgets familiar to the market and villages, presumably for foreigners who came and went.

He is not interested in these common bamboo and wood products, and continues to move forward without interest.

Probably because squatting was too boring, the street guard glanced at Fang Zhongshan's face, and asked enthusiastically, "Where did the guest come from?"

Fang Chongshan was taken aback by his sudden question, and subconsciously looked back for a long time before realizing that the yamen servant was talking to him.

"It's from Fanyang City." Fang Zhongshan replied politely, "I'm an apprentice in Fengyun Pharmacy, and I heard that there are herbs unique to foreigners here, so I came here to look at the fresh ones, and try my luck to see if I can find them. baby."

When he heard that Fang Chongshan was an apprentice in Fengyun Pharmacy, the yamen servant became more enthusiastic, and pointed the way: "Then you have met the right person!"

"I often come to inspect and take care of this street. I am afraid that no one is more familiar with this street than me. The vendors here are all local products of our Da'an country, and they are all sold to interested parties to make money. If you want to find someone from a foreign region Herbs, just walk a hundred more steps over there, and that's where the extras will be produced!"

Fang Chongshan suddenly became enlightened after being guided by him like this, and thanked him a few times. The yamen servant shook his hand and smiled: "I don't need to say more if you are polite. Please take care of me!"

It's human nature to avoid illness and avoid medical treatment. This is the first time Fang Chongshan has heard of someone like a yamen servant who actively makes appointments to buy medicines and even takes care of them.

Fang Chongshan was at a loss for a while, and didn't know how to answer. He was vague for a long time before he said: "That's that, my surname is Fang. In the future, you can mention my name when you go to the pharmacy. I will clear up the relationship for you. At least it’s a few coppers cheaper.”

After such an embarrassing exchange of pleasantries, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran finally said goodbye to the yamen servants and walked in the direction indicated.

As the yamen officer said, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran walked a hundred steps, and the stalls selling goods along the street gradually changed their appearance, and even the local Fanyang City locals were much more than what they met before.

Colorful cloth flags hung high on both sides of the road supported by slender bamboo poles. Fang Zhongshan looked up and saw a few big words written on the cloth flags: "Exotic goods from foreign lands". It's incredible.

All of them are novelty gadgets that foreign merchants from all over the world scoured everywhere, and sold them at stalls along the street. Small crystal clear glass beads, rare colorful shells, and even some tortoise shells, flowers, etc. are all in Fanyang City. Rare gadgets that the locals don't usually see.

The glass beads on the stand are of all colors, twinkling and shining in the sun. Jiang Ran has never seen such a dazzling thing, and he almost stared straight at it, and his steps gradually slowed down. When he got down, his eyes stared at the glass beads for a moment.

Although Fang Zhongshan from the present world was born in the mountains, he has been to the city after all. What kind of Bo Lizhu has he not seen?

He has even seen several French windows!Wouldn't it be a face to face if it fell into Da'an National Law?

Fang Zhongshan saw that Xiao Shuang'er really liked each of these glass beads, and sighed in his heart: After all, he is a child. After thinking about it, he suggested softly: "Shining Liangliang looks strange, how about How about buying a few and putting them on the table as decorations?"

Jiang Ran was very excited, but he calmed down and thought about it, he was reluctant to spend money, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "The price of this kind of thing from outside the domain should not be cheap, I think it's better to forget it, it's better to make it up The bamboo dragonfly and the bamboo butterfly are so interesting!"

Obviously, just now, his eyes were eager to stick to the glass beads, but now he couldn't help but say belittling words. Fang Zhongshan didn't find it funny, and ignored the whispering, but rather forcefully held him back. Jiang Ran walked to the stall selling glass beads.

The stall owner was a foreigner with blond hair, blue eyes and profound features. When Fang Zhongshan approached him to ask questions, he was worried about the language barrier. Unexpectedly, this foreigner could speak the local dialect of Da'an Kingdom fluently, so he opened his mouth and asked, "How much does the guest want?" A Boli?"

Fang Chongshan was taken aback by his question, and then looked at the price clearly written on the red paper in front of the booth: "Exotic Boli, ten copper coins each."

After thinking for a while, Fang Zhongshan suddenly understood that Boli should be another name for glass in this era.

Bo Li's bid seemed expensive, but because most of the customers he was facing were wealthy sons and young masters in Fanyang City, ten copper coins seemed nothing.

The stall owner, who is a foreigner, is obviously used to doing business. He grinned his white teeth and did not attract Fang Zhongshan. Instead, he glanced at Jiang Ran with admiration, and praised with a smile: "I think this is Your little husband? What a wonderful man!"

"Our Boli beads are famous all over the street for their beauty. You will never find so many colored Boli beads anywhere else. Guests may wish to buy a few beautiful colored ones as gifts for my husband. , whether it is drilling and threading beads as ornaments or hanging on clothes as pendants, it is perfect!"

"Guaranteed to make other husbands envious!"

Fang Chongshan originally didn't intend to spend money on these boli beads, but he was a little moved by the stall owner's fooling around.

He always felt that Jiang Ran should be fed and clothed warmly, but he ignored Xiao Shuang'er's temper as a child, so he would naturally like these novel gadgets.

Maybe Xiao Shuang'er and Xiao Shuang'er will compare and show off occasionally.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhongshan didn't hesitate at all, and casually pointed to some of Jiang Ran's favorite colors on weekdays, and said, "Wrap these up, I want them all."

The stall owner didn't expect this to be a generous owner, so he quickly responded, and happily found a piece of oilcloth to wrap the Boli beads.

Jiang Ran hurriedly tugged on Fang Zhongshan's sleeve, and whispered in a low voice: "One piece costs ten copper coins. I don't want it. If I have this spare money, I might as well save it and buy more rice noodles!"

"It's rare to come here. If you don't buy some beautiful gadgets, wouldn't you be sorry for wasting time and effort?" Fang Chongshan didn't care. Not a bad thing.

"Besides..." Fang Zhongshan joked with a smile, "Your husband and I still have the ability to earn a few copper coins!"

Although Jiang Ran felt a little distressed, she couldn't resist Fang Zhongshan's persistence after all, and didn't continue to say anything.

Fang Zhongshan saw that he still looked reluctant, and said with a smile: "Come on, let's go find peppers now, if we find them, make them into hot pot and sell them, the price will be more than ten copper coins!"

Jiang Ran, a little money fanatic, was really moved. When he mentioned making money, he immediately regained his energy and forgot about the reluctance to spend money.

A piece of land was planned in the street market, specially for foreigners to do the business of selling herbal medicine.

Fang Zhongshan took a look around and found that the herbs used by the foreigners were indeed different from those in Da'an, and there were even some herbs that even he couldn't name.

He was looking for a few novel and interesting medicine seedlings to take back to try their effects, Fang Zhongshan glanced inadvertently, and saw a small basket hidden in the depths of the stall, the basket was full of purple-white ones , plump and juicy fruit.

Seeing that he was looking seriously, the stall owner quickly shook out the small basket and said with a smile, "This is called colorful pearls, and it is a kind of herbal medicine that is abundant in our area. We often use its leaves to make soup and medicine to nourish it." Stomach, but unfortunately the fruit cannot be eaten."

"This is the fruit of seven-color pearls. I look good, so I picked it specially and prepared to put it at home as a flower decoration. I think the guest has never seen it before. Is it strange?"

The surprise in Fang Zhongshan's eyes almost overflowed, how could he have never seen the fruit of colorful pearls?

Not only did he know, he even knew that the colorful pearls actually had a name called colorful peppers, because the colorful pearls were named after them.

The small fruits are small and cute, but they are actually comparable to chili peppers, and even taste better than chili peppers.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fang Chongshan's fingers trembled slightly, and even his voice was a little fluttering: "Where did you pick these colorful pearls?"

Fearing that the street vendor would become suspicious, Fang Zhongshan added wittily: "I look very cute, and I want to take some home to plant and raise for appreciation."

The fruits of colorful pearls are really cute. Although they can’t be eaten in clusters, they are just kept in the yard, and they feel better when they look at them.

The owner of the small stall did not have the slightest doubt, and was still extremely enthusiastic. He warmly invited: "This stuff is very easy to feed, and I have grown a lot at home. If the customers like it, you might as well wait for me to close the stall and come with me to dig at home." Take a few plants away."

What kind of peerless good man is this? !

Fang Zhongshan agreed in surprise, and immediately lost interest in continuing to go shopping, staring at the basket of colorful peppers and unwilling to move.

They came early, at noon time for customers, and there was still a long time before the vendors closed their stalls.

Xiao Shuang'er had a delicate mind, fearing that the two of them would block other people's business by standing in front of the stall, so she dragged Fang Zhongshan to other stalls for a while.

Finally, when the vendor came out of the market, the vendor was packing up the herbal medicines on the small stall. When he saw Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran approaching from a distance, he couldn't help smiling: "So you are really waiting for me!"

"My house is just across the street, not far away."

It was indeed not too far away, Fang Zhongshan followed the vendor across a street, only to find that the other side of the market is where people usually live.

Due to the strict control of the Da'an government, foreigners and Chinese are not allowed to mix, and this area is designated as a place for foreigners to live.

The buildings have an exotic style, and have been integrated into the local colors by the craftsmen. In front of each house, a small yard is surrounded by fences, and some exotic flowers and plants are planted.

"We have lived here for more than 20 years." The vendor said to Fang Zhongshan with a smile, "After all, we came across the ocean, and we never thought about going back when we came here, and we haven't even visited our home country once. "

He was quite proud of what he said, and he couldn't help puffing out his chest: "Fortunately, I brought a lot of crop seeds from my hometown and scattered them in the yard, and a lot of them grew. This colorful pearl is one of them. I can’t find it anywhere else, only here!”

After walking through five or six houses, Fang Zhongshan saw a small clean courtyard not far away.

The seven-color pearls in the yard are growing bustlingly, and they poke out the fence lively, the branches and leaves grow luxuriantly, and the plump little fruits grow colorful one by one. Occasionally, they stick their heads out from the holes in the fence. The urging of the wind and rain rolled to the ground.

The seller pointed at it with a smile and said, "That's my house, and all the colorful pearls are planted in the yard!"

"This stuff is the easiest to feed. Once the ripe fruit falls into the soil, new shoots will emerge one after another next spring."

"If you like it, quickly pull up a few more plants and take them away, my yard is almost out of capacity!"

Inside and outside the words, it is disgusting that the colorful pearls grow much more and grow faster.

Fang Zhongshan exploded under the impact of layers of colorful peppers, and his heart and eyes were full of wonder: "My God!"

There are so many colorful peppers, I don’t know how many pieces of hot pot bottom material can be made, and how many jars of pickled peppers can be made!

Tempted by the hot pot that was close at hand, Fang Chongshan excitedly agreed: "Okay! Okay!"

Not to mention pulling more colorful peppers to bring back, even if he contracted out the whole yard, he would be willing!