I engaged in modernization in ancient times

"For an equivalent amount of gold?"

The surrounding Liangjing people were already in an uproar.

"You, an outsider, dare to lie."

"It's all tricked into the child."

"I don't know how you got the customs clearance documents."

"Pull to see the officer."

Maimaiti was also in a hurry, "Ask this kid if you don't believe me, I have spent a lot of effort traveling thousands of miles to bring the seeds."

The more anxious he was, the more he curled his tongue, the tone of his voice was extremely weird, it didn't sound like Beiliang's official dialect, nor did it sound like a local dialect.

Nan Yi had already sent Ying Wei to find Mo Shaoheng.

When Mo Shaoheng came, the scene was very chaotic, probably close to a fight.

When everyone saw Mo Shaoheng coming, they parted ways.

"I don't want to expose this liar on the spot."

"Who is so stupid, really exchanged for gold."

Mo Shaoheng stepped forward, "Uncle Maimaiti, long time no see."

Everyone: "..."

Do you really know each other?

But the name of this outlander merchant is too weird.

Maimaiti, "These people are too unreasonable."

Then he said to Mo Shaoheng, "It was agreed at the beginning, to exchange for gold, so I brought the seeds here."

Mo Shaoheng didn't say anything, and took the seeds.

When he was in Nanli, he did say this.

But, at the beginning, it was all Nanyi's silk selling money, and he didn't feel bad at all, but now it's his own money, it feels different, his heart hurts.

He once gave Maimaiti a seed brochure for him to keep an eye on when he was doing business in various countries.

Businessmen like Maimaiti, who do business in different countries throughout the year, know the specialties of each region best.

Mo Shaoheng opened the bag, his eyes lit up involuntarily.

This bag is not small, and there are four small bags inside.

The first bag contained millet, golden millet, and the grains were quite full.

Millet is the main staple food in Beiliang. Millet is the modern millet. The yield is not high and the grains are very small, so after husking, there are even fewer edible parts.

The taste is not as fragrant as rice.

However, rice is good, but paddy fields are needed to grow it, and the situation in Beiliang is not suitable.

But...after the canal is repaired, you can also try to grow rice.

The second small bag contains soybeans.

One of the staple foods in Beiliang is bean rice, which is not as popular as millet rice, and beans are mainly grown in some marginal areas.

The beans I plant are pinto beans, that is, the beans with red skins, and the grains are quite large. The disadvantage is that a single bean plant can't produce a few tubes of beans.

The soybeans brought by Maimaiti are not of the same variety.

Mo Shaoheng's eyes lit up, this is a good thing, it has many uses.

For example, soul soybean paste, soy sauce, etc.

Food without soy sauce is soulless.

Of course, soybeans are all treasures and have many wonderful uses.

The third small bag is pepper seeds and the fourth bag is pepper seeds.

Two seasonings.

Mo Shaoheng though some spices for modern use can be found in pharmacies and elsewhere.

However, the two soul sauces of chili and peppercorns can only be replaced by substitutes.

This is just great.

Mo Shaoheng held the bag in his hands. No matter if it was rice, soybeans, peppers, or Chinese prickly ash, in his opinion, they were all priceless treasures. In ancient times, it was extremely difficult to introduce a crop.

Gritting his teeth, he told Yingwei to go back to get the money.

It is also fortunate that he has recently taken charge of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, otherwise it would not be easy to spend so much money.

When the Yingwei brought a bag of gold and Mo Shaoheng handed it over to the foreign merchant.

The surrounding uproar made the entire East City tremble.

"Are those seeds made of golden beans?"

"This business is too easy to do."

"Did Mo Shaoheng get hit on the brain with a stick?"

I believe this news will soon cause a sensation in Liangjing.

Mo Shaoheng also suffered from severe liver pain.

Maimaiti laughed so hard that his beard was flying, "I still have a lot of seeds here, do you want them?"

When Mo Shaoheng said buying seeds with gold, he also meant such a small bag. Otherwise, if someone brought a big cart, he could really exchange it with a cart of gold.In fact, he wasn't sure whether he could find the things on the seed booklet he gave, and his drawing skills were not as good as his piano skills, so the drawn seeds would be somewhat biased, and he might find a similar one.

Therefore, he tried to ask people to bring some samples first, and buy them later if necessary.

As a result, Maimaiti saw the business opportunity and felt that if Mo Shaoheng could buy these seeds with gold, others would too.

Therefore, his caravan abandoned other commodities and brought a lot of seeds.

As a result, let alone someone bought it, no one even took a look at it, let alone exchanged it for gold.

Along the way, he even wanted to throw away the seeds of his carriage many times, but he was not reconciled in his heart.

He made a trip, as short as a year, and as long as several years. If he couldn't sell it like this, he would really be in vain. He still had a large caravan to support.

Seeing Mo Shaoheng now is like seeing a savior.

Pulling Mo Shaoheng to see his goods.

Mo Shaoheng walked to the caravan.

Several carriages were piled high with full sacks.

The bag is opened, mainly millet and soybeans.

There is also a large bag each of chili and pepper seeds.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Sure enough, businessmen are like cats smelling fish.

Maimaiti actually put all the opportunities on these seeds.

However, Mo Shaoheng took a look at the caravan. The caravan should have passed through Dongtang from Nanli before arriving in Beiliang.

It has not been sold after such a big circle.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Maimaiti and other goods, which accounted for a very small proportion.

The corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, "Uncle Maimaiti, let's discuss the price."

In the end, Yingwei went to call for a carriage and carried the bags of seeds to the mansion.

The people who watched the excitement also watched the uproar.

Maimaiti's expression was the same as that of his dead father, "I don't want to do business like this."

"How can a small bag of seeds be priced at the price of gold, but the remaining same seeds are priced at the price of grain."

Mo Shaoheng said in a good voice, "At least if you sell it to me, you can recover some of the cost."

"Including the gold I gave you, you made a profit on this trip."

Maimaiti also sighed, he also knew that he had turned his career around today, if he hadn't met Mo Shaoheng again, he would have had to drink the northwest wind this trip.

Mo Shaoheng said, "We will still trade in this way in the future. I will still buy a bag of seeds at the price of gold, but the premise is that you must also bring the seeds by truckload."

This is not a loss-making business. If you buy other goods, the cost of the goods is too high. Excluding the cost, it is actually difficult to earn so much.

When Mo Shaoheng said this, he looked rich and powerful, but no one knew that his heart was bleeding.

Really bleeding today.

After saying a few more words, he left amidst the uproar.

Zhao Jingcheng and others were still discussing inconceivably, "There are really people called Maimaiti with such a weird name, why do you think the name of a foreign merchant is so funny?"

Nan looked at Zhao Jingcheng, he had asked the young master this before.

Nan Yi straightened his body, he wanted to answer this question with the words of the young master.

"The world is big, there is nothing to see."

"Otherwise, you will be a primary school student for the rest of your life, and your youth will remain forever."

Zhao Jingcheng and others: "..."

The little Taoist began to speak words they did not understand again.

A group of people started to follow Mo Shaoheng to see those seeds.

The scene of Mo Shaoheng exchanging gold for seeds just now was really shocking.

Seeing Mo Shaoheng's serious expression, Zhao Jingcheng couldn't help asking, "Is this what you are?"

Mo Shaoheng: "Don't talk, my liver hurts right now."

Zhao Jingcheng hurriedly said, "If the liver hurts, I need to see a doctor. There is a medical clinic next to it."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Nan Yi: "..."

After finally sending away one hundred thousand why students, Mo Shaoheng started to act as soon as he returned to the mansion.

For the millet, he had to take out some shells and turn it into rice. He hadn't tasted the aroma of rice for a long time.

This thought, maybe the nerves began to recover some memories, and the stomach actually had an indescribable desire for the long-lost rice.

In addition to rice, soybeans also have to make some miso.

Of course, making miso from soybeans requires fermentation and other processes, and it will not be possible to make it in a while.

Chili pepper and pepper seeds, he had to restrain himself, he seemed to think of the smell of stir-frying again, Beiliang's food is mainly steamed, there is no such thing as stir-frying, and there is no cooking pot.

Stir-fried vegetables are delicious, he has to open a stir-fried restaurant in the future.

Of course that's all for later.

Today's topic is that he wants to eat rice.

Get someone to help with the shelling.

Nan Yi was making trouble there.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, went out for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a frame in his hand, which contained all the herbs cut into fine pieces.

Pass it to Nan Yi, "It's been a long time since I played this game. Sort out the medicinal materials mixed together in the box according to their names."

Nan Yi: "..."

"Young master, how come I remembered a story you told me before."

Really, the stepmother in that story made a little girl do such a thing.

However, this is not the first time he has done this. The young master often asked him to play this "game" on Qinshan Mountain.

After a while, in the yard, apart from the servants helping to shell out, only Nan Yi was left humming a weird tune.

"Don't think that if you are cut into pieces, I won't recognize you if you wear Pinru's clothes, psyllium."

"You put on makeup, and I recognize you too, mother-in-law Ding."

Servant: "..."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

How to learn as much dross as possible in one day.

It didn't take long for the fragrant rice to come out.

There is a pot of rice, and a big pot of porridge.

Looking at the time, it's almost time for dinner.

Mo Shaoheng asked someone to give some to his grandmother, his mother, and each house.

Then he called Nan Yi who had already divided up a large box of medicinal materials.

Nan Yi ate rice and drank porridge, "It's quite fragrant."

It tastes better than corn rice, the corn is too thin.

Just like this rice porridge, it should be used as a staple food by nature.

"It's just this spoon. I feel that what I eat is not food, but money."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Who says no.

But it's worth it to eat the long-lost rice.

I was crying in my heart.

A bowl of rice, a bowl of porridge, and some side dishes, Mo Shaoheng has never felt so satisfying.

This is his previous daily diet, which has a completely different meaning.

By the time we had dinner, it was already dark.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the seeds stored in the warehouse. Except for millet, some of them can actually be planted. Seeds are originally used for planting.

However, it is now past the time to sow seeds.

But it is not impossible.

Silent night.

Mo Shaoheng sat in the room.

There are two boxes in front of him.

Mo Shaoheng stretched out his hand to open the first box, no matter how he looked at it, his attitude was somewhat respectful.

The box was opened, and inside was a carefully rolled up painting.

Open the painting, it shows a long-lived old man surrounded by a group of playful little ginsengs with hands and feet.

This is the ancestor of his pharmacist lineage.

Mo Shaoheng hung the painting on the wall, found the incense burner, and respectfully lit a stick of incense.

His lineage of pharmacists, in the years of history, has survived by relying on the alchemy skills taught by the ancestors, this worship is definitely necessary.

He learned to draw from others for a period of time, but in fact, he only had one purpose, to draw the image of the patriarch.

Now he has gradually settled down, and he has time to pay homage to the ancestor.

After worshiping the patriarch, Mo Shaoheng walked to the second box in front of the window.

The box was opened, and inside was a... ginseng, wearing a small straw hat, lying quietly.

Mo Shaoheng didn't care, he took a book and read quietly beside him.

The moonlight is flying and shining into the window sill, just like the way scholars stood leaning against the window in ancient times.

After an unknown amount of time, the smooth body of the ginseng inside the box suddenly revealed two small gaps, and two black bean-like eyeballs rolled around in the gaps.

It seems to be carefully observing the surroundings.

Mo Shaoheng glanced at it, the ginseng was very vigilant, the slit was closed immediately, it was no different from an ordinary ginseng.

I don't know how long it took before I opened my eyes again and looked around.

On Ginseng's body, the tightly closed hands and feet also stretched out.

Seemingly confirming that the person next to him was Mo Shaoheng, he got up from the box.

Swinging his short legs, the size of a palm, he ran angrily in front of Mo Shaoheng, and threw the little straw hat on his head directly in front of Mo Shaoheng.

Airy.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, this is the core existence of his pharmacist lineage, Yaotong.

It can be said that because the patriarch discovered the existence of such a creature as the medicine boy, he came into the lineage of the pharmacist.

Of course, the drug boy seems a little magical, but it is understandable, and it is not a feudal superstition or a mysterious visitor.

It's just one type of... living thing.

There are so many types of creatures in the world, even in modern times, no one dares to claim that all creatures have been recorded.

There are two places with the most unknown creatures, one is the ocean, and the other is the deep mountains and old forests.

As for why plants have life, it may be due to the magic of nature.

Just like why there is life in the world, where do people come from, and other similar mysteries of nature.

No one is omniscient, there are always unknown things in this world.

After the patriarch discovered Yaotong, they have been dependent on each other for life, and developed the lineage of pharmacists.

It can be said that the drug boy has made the pharmacist's line, and it can also be said that the pharmacist's line protects the drug boy.

The bad nature of human beings has caused the extinction of many species on the earth. Once such a magical existence as the medicine boy is discovered, it may have been destroyed in the dust of history.

On Mo Shaoheng's last day in modern times, he got into trouble and was planning to go back to his hometown in Zecheng in the mountains, but he encountered a landslide on the way.

Just before he was covered by the mudslide, in the heavy rain, a small ginseng rushed towards him.

He became a baby in this world, and Yaotong turned into a ginseng seedling in the crevice of the rockery in his yard.

Until he was three years old, the drug boy climbed up his window and climbed to his bedside, "babbling" very happily.

He was so surprised at that time.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the angry drug boy who was throwing away his straw hat on the table.

Recently, because the situation is too complicated, this little guy has indeed been imprisoned for too long.

Even the little straw hats were withered.

Mo Shaoheng pointed to the outside, "I'll make you a more beautiful straw hat."

The drug boy tilted his head, angry.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, cut the peeled fruit into small cubes and handed it to the medicine boy.

Yaotong is essentially a plant, it does not need to eat solid food, but it will suck the juice inside the fruit.

Holding the diced fruit, he squinted his eyes and chewed it. After chewing it dry, he spit out the pomace on the paper placed beside him.

Mo Shaoheng started to read again.

The moonlight was bright, one person, one book and one window sill, the drug boy tilted his head and looked at Mo Shaoheng while gnawing on diced fruit.

Cozy and healing.

On the second day, early in the morning, Nan Yi was doing radio gymnastics like a crowing rooster.

Not long after it started, suddenly, there was an "ouch".

After rubbing his head, he found the murder weapon that attacked him just now, a small fruit core on the ground.

Nan opened his mouth and looked around in confusion.

"Why does this feel so familiar?"

In the past, when he was on Qinshan Mountain, he was always smashed by fruit cores for no reason.

This is an unbelievable thing, he already has internal strength, and the internal strength listens to the wind, and ordinary hidden weapons can't hit him.

He thought he had hit a ghost at the time, and shivered under the quilt for a long time.

But after a long time, he got used to it.

I have to say, carelessness to the extreme.

At this time, on the rockery in the middle of the yard, a little ginseng rolled on the ground laughing.

It was chasing the eagle on the tree in the yard, holding a small stick to climb the tree to poke, but it was startled by Nan Yi who came out to do morning exercises.

This petty temper can't be retaliated.

When Mo Shaoheng woke up, Nan Yi was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the yard.

Mo Shaoheng glanced at the little ginseng sitting on the wall, and couldn't help shaking his head. It would be a surprise if Nan Yi could find it. On Qinshan Mountain, even Liu Guichen felt something several times, but in the end he found nothing.

Yaotong is the grace of nature and is protected by nature.

Of course, his personality is also extremely bad, and his favorite thing is to tease people, and even a little prank can make him roll on the ground happily.

Mo Shaoheng is not too worried about Yaotong being discovered, because...in this era without internet, even if he is discovered, it is impossible for the news to spread so horribly and quickly.

In addition, the medicine boy's instinct is to hide from the world, and his hidden skills are at their peak.

After breakfast, Mo Shaoheng mainly developed the yard today.

Now that the season for planting has passed, this is not a big problem for the lineage of pharmacists who are best at planting since ancient times.

A strange environment can be formed within the area where the drug boy is located.

In the words of alchemists, it is to form an aura that can interfere with the influence of seasons on plants.

In a scientific way, an independent ecological environment is formed through the mixed planting of different plants.

Yaotong is best at growing the surrounding plants very well.

It is not possible to plant rice and soybeans in the ground now, but it is still possible to plant some plants in the Zhenbei Palace surrounded by drug boys.

In addition to chili and prickly ash, Mo Shaoheng also grows some medicinal herbs from Beiliang.

The drug boy forms a special aura in the surrounding environment, that is, a special ecological environment, and it does not just happen out of thin air. It needs to slowly adjust all the surrounding plants and interact with each other, which is equivalent to mixed planting in agriculture. incomprehensible.

Mo Shaoheng could even imagine what the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion would look like in the future, like an evergreen green garden in Liangjing City.

This is the base camp for him and Yaotong.

Mo Shaoheng is leading people to reclaim land in the yard, and now the main thing is breeding. After he has bred various plants and medicinal materials, they will be transplanted to the yards of each house.

At that time, the walls of the yard will be covered with green vines everywhere, the green shade will be built above the head, and the medicinal materials will exude the most natural flavor.

His pharmacist lineage is famous for his longevity, and the reason is because he lives in such an environment all year round.

But now, the yard is bare and there is nothing.

Everything has to start from scratch.

Because of the hot weather, Nan Yi went to Mo Shaoheng's room to do his homework again.

As soon as he entered the room, Nan Yi let out a "huh".

He saw the picture of the patriarch hanging on the wall.

Quickly ran over to burn a stick of incense, "How can the Patriarch's noodles be less?"

Mo Shaoheng watched and shook his head.

The inheritance of the pharmacist's lineage is not so casual.

But when he was in Qinshan, Nan Yi, who was still young at that time, actually ran to the front of Patriarch Tu, raised his buttocks and worshiped himself there.

Mo Shaoheng was also in a daze for a long time.

Each faction of alchemists has its own rules, and the rule of the pharmacist lineage is that if there is no one to guide, that is, to worship the ancestor, you will be a pharmacist disciple.

What matters is a chance.

Mo Shaoheng admitted that Nan Yi was so erroneous and mistaken. Perhaps this is also a kind of fate. His lineage of pharmacists cannot be lost.

Of course, it is not so easy for a non-directed pharmacist to raise his own drug boy. In addition to Nan Yi's special status, Mo Shaoheng is also a little hesitant, so he has been honing Nan Yi's basic knowledge.

Don't look at Mo Shaoheng who doesn't ask Nan Yi to take care of people, but when it comes to medical skills and knowledge, Nan Yi is already much better than a doctor in an ordinary pharmacy.

After Nan Yi put incense on the patriarch, he lay down on the table to do his homework. The young teacher said that the diploma of a junior high school student is too low, so he has to work hard to be a high school student.

In this way, Mo Shaoheng has been busy leading people to renovate the yard, and it took several days.

During the period, people went around to buy medicinal seeds. Because they are common medicinal materials in Beiliang, the price of seeds is not so exaggerated.

It took several days for the seeds to be planted.

The drug boy in the green straw hat was so happy that he jumped up and down in front of Mo Shaoheng "babbling".

It likes to live in an environment full of medicinal fragrance and green plants.

He also took a stick, poked a small piece of meat, and fed it to the eagle, because the eagle was about to become its "watchdog" and had to drive away rats and weasels that might invade its territory.

It's not afraid of these things, but his plants are.

Holding a stick again, he poked around in the reclaimed land.

Like an old farmer on patrol.

The medicinal seeds Mo Shaoheng bought are very complicated, because the more types there are, the easier it is for the medicine boy to build its living environment.

The more expensive ones are Polygonatum, Goblin, Polygonum multiflorum, Ginseng, Cordyceps and so on.

The common ones are psyllium, fat sea, cloud and so on.

Anyway, I found a little bit of everything I could find in the past few days.

Even chili and Zanthoxylum bungeanum are actually one of the traditional Chinese medicinal materials.

After ordering the servants to water the water.

In the past few days, when Mo Shaoheng remodeled the yard, his grandmother, Mrs. Yong'an, and people from all the houses came to have a look.

Still wondering what Mo Shaoheng is doing?

Mo Shaoheng also said, plant some herbs.

It's just that he has planted too much of this kind.

The seedlings are very dense. After equalizing the seedlings, the seedlings in one yard will become several yards.

Mo Shaoheng was not at all worried that the seeds would not survive, because there was a drug boy around.

In addition to growing medicinal herbs, Mo Shaoheng also made several large jars of soybean paste these days.

After finishing all this, the people from Zhao Di's mansion actually came.

When Mo Shaoheng asked, it turned out that the Beihai side had already started working overtime to produce salt.

Salt is too important, so it is produced in the fastest time.

The first batch of salt has already arrived in Liangjing.

Zhao Di was in charge of the court's salt sales, and had promised Mo Shaoheng that he would open an official salt shop in Wuyi Lane.

Mo Shaoheng: "Yan Wang is really caring. The first shop is Bird Clothes Lane."

Tsk tsk, with this only shop that has the right to sell salt, people in a large area around have to go to Bird Clothes Lane once a month, unless they don't eat salt.

This is a major event that brings long-term passenger flow to Bird Clothes Lane, and it cannot be neglected.

Mo Shaoheng changed his clothes, thought for a while, brought a jar of soybean paste, and took Nan Yixiang to Wuyi Lane.

These days, Nan Yi is either distinguishing medicinal materials, or doing homework and practicing the piano. Mo Shaoheng reckons that Nan Yi will start rubbing oxygen and causing trouble soon, so he has to be taken out to relieve it.

For a student like Nan Yi, it's better not to be blocked than to be sparse. Once the homework is heavy, he instinctively starts to do things.

All the shops on Wuyi Lane belonged to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. If the imperial court wanted to open an official salt shop, it had to buy a shop from him.

The price of the shop is not low, and Mo Shaoheng will not give it away for nothing.

The location is set in the middle of Bird Clothes Lane, no matter which side you enter from, you have to pass through half of the street.

Mo Shaoheng said to Zhao Di, "This location is good, and the business is guaranteed to flourish."

Zhao Di glanced at Mo Shaoheng, how could he not know about Mo Shaoheng's little thoughts.

Mo Shaoheng was a little embarrassed, and said, "Today I brought my soy bean paste from my collection, just for King Yan to taste."

Can't keep your mouth shut.

There are still some procedures to be done in the shop, and I just have something to eat while waiting.

Go directly to the noodle shop.

Mo Shaoheng was still bragging, "Don't underestimate my soy sauce, it's the soul of the condiment, and everything can be dipped in it."

"Whether it's bland or bland, just a little bit of it can make it delicious."

When the noodles come up and dipped in soy sauce, the taste is really different once you eat it.

Zhao Di was also a little surprised, because the soy sauce looks very simple. There are very few good sauces in common people's homes, and the food is somewhat lighter. If light food is paired with this kind of soy sauce, it cannot be said that everyone will like it. But most people should love it.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "Now that there is a salt shop, the price of salt will be greatly controlled. I plan to open a salted fish shop on the street."

Nan Yi who was talking about his face: "Huh?"

The young master really thinks about his salted fish all day long.

Nan Yi thought of something, and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, because he didn't know why, but he wanted to laugh when he thought of the salted fish.

Beiliang is short of water, but there are also some small ponds and small streams, but they cannot meet the irrigation of larger areas.

So some people use this small amount of water resources to raise fish.

But in hot weather, by the time the fish are brought to Liangjing, they will already be dead and smelly.

Therefore, eating fish in Liangjing has always been a luxury.

Mo Shaoheng thought, there should be some business in turning fish into salted fish and selling them in shops.

Of course, the smell of pickled salted fish is too strong. This is a commercial street. It is impossible to pickle it here. It can only be pickled, packaged, and sold here.

Just as he was talking, a group of people walked into the noodle shop.

The leader is Zhao Jingcheng, who is leading the team from the top [-] of the Three Streets Battle to the top eight to enjoy the glory, which is what Mo Shaoheng promised, the winning team can have a hearty meal in Bird Clothes Lane.

Zhao Jingcheng, a small foodie, actually became a guide.

One of them held an ice bucket in his hand, "How is it? The kebabs just now are delicious, right? After eating kebabs, come here for a small bowl of biangbiang noodles, tsk tsk..."

Drooling.

As soon as he came in, he could see Mo Shaoheng and King Yan.

Zhao Jingcheng's eyes were sharp, and he saw that today's biangbiang noodles are different, "What kind of sauce is this, why is it different from what we used to eat?"

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Well, I'm afraid the big jar of soybean paste he brought will not be able to keep.

After he finished eating the biangbiang noodles with new sauce, Zhao Jingcheng made a thorough review.

Then Xiaopang waved his hand and led a group of people to shift positions like the wind, "Let's go to the stewed meat shop now, and each of us will take a pack of pig's mouth, and tell you that the pig's mouth is a new product, you must have never eaten it , after we finish eating, we will go back to eat again..."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

This little fat man is not bad, everyone knows to advertise him.

Look at this level of proficiency in business.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help but think about the financial status of his Zhenbei Palace.

No, he has to work harder.

He also had to take the initiative to advertise.

But before advertising, the official salt shop ushered in a big business.

Mo Shaoheng bought it.

Zhao Di: "Why do you buy so much salt?"

It is also forbidden to sell salt privately.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Salt is getting cheaper, I want to make some sauerkraut."

In the past, salt was too expensive, so sauerkraut did not become popular because of the use of salt.

Mo Shaoheng thought, he was going to let people collect salted fish, and he happened to have another way to let live fish into the city.

At that time, it would be good for him to open a pickled fish restaurant.

Now, his streets are full of cheap shops. Do cheap shops make money?

Make money, but only if there are many people who buy it.

Now he has some business in his shop, but he can't reach the advantage of "many buyers".

So he changed his thinking, and he must also have businesses with medium and high consumption.

If the fish is cooked well, the common people may not be able to afford it because the cost of the fish is too high, but the nobles will surely come.

If you make so many orders a day, you can make some money.

Of course, first he had to get the sauerkraut out.

Then Mo Shaoheng went to prepare to advertise his new shops and products.

This way, it's afternoon.

Today's Liangjing is still as lively as ever, and the most discussed topics are the strange businessmen from Dongshi, their strange commodities, and the ever-prosperous Battle of the Three Streets organized by Mo Shaoheng .

At this time, a very strange scene suddenly appeared in a small street.

I saw twenty or so small shopkeepers standing in two rows, stomping their feet on the ground, and walked onto the street.

Douzi held a banner in his hand, with the word "baozi" written on it, followed by small shopkeepers who fought against "ice cream" flags, "biangbiang noodles", and stewed meat flags.

Douzi looked shy.

What is he doing now?where is he

Oh, never mind, Shizi said, he will be the advertising ambassador of Bird Clothes Lane from now on.

Shyly raised his head, stomped his calf, and opened his mouth, "One, one, one two one, hot summer, cool summer..."

The slogans were shouted in a particularly rhythmic manner.

"One, one, one two one, steamed buns in the morning, stewed dinner..."

People in Liangjing: "..."

puff!

what's the situation?

What is Mo Shaoheng's little peddler doing?

The ancient version of the horse-drawn carriage is officially launched.

Douzi stomped his legs very vigorously. Don't ask him what he is doing. Shizi said that he will do this in the future. Every morning and evening, just walk around the crowded streets.

But...it feels so ashamed.

In the future, everyone in Liangjing might recognize him.

Although Mo Shaoheng's Bird Clothes Lane's products spread within a small area, because the number of people entering Bird Clothes Lane was limited, the speed of spread was not very fast.

But from today, I am afraid it will become different.

The ancient version of human-shaped revolving lantern can quickly spread his products to every corner.

Of course, the "human-shaped revolving horse lantern" can only walk on such a street, and cannot walk on the main road, otherwise Liang Jingwei will come to the door to make trouble.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng was at the shop.

Fifteen students were also there, they probably got the news of Mo Shaoheng's arrival from Zhao Jingcheng and came to join in the fun.

Zhao Jingcheng still said there, "They don't know how to eat in Wuyi Lane to eat the most happily, so I took them for a walk."

"The people of other teams look envious. They let go of their stomachs and eat without money."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

There are quite a few people in the eight teams, let go of your stomach and eat for a day...

Well, for the sake of publicity and fame, these are all investments, and he wants to make a day of eating in Wuyi Lane a kind of word-of-mouth and a kind of glory.

But his heart hurts.

At this time, an old housekeeper from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion came over.

"My lord, just now the steward of a village outside the city came to the mansion and said that this year's corn harvest might not be good."

The old housekeeper added, "The fields in this village were newly reclaimed by the imperial court ten years ago. At that time, the old lady thought it was cheap, so she took the opportunity to buy some."

"Unexpectedly, the harvest is getting worse every year."

"At first, I thought it might be that the tenants in the village were dishonest, so I specially arranged for the old steward of the mansion to guard them, but the situation was still the same. According to the old steward, those tenants were not lazy, nor did they steal, cheat, guard and steal. Production is still declining year after year."

Mo Shaoheng froze for a moment.

Production is not as good as every year?

After thinking about it, he said to Zhao Jingcheng and the other students, "Why don't you take you out of town? Just go to Zhuangzi to have a look."

When Zhao Jingcheng was so happy, they liked to follow Mo Shaoheng around.

At this time, I went to Zhuangzi, and I don't think I have enough time to go back to the city at night.

Ask someone to go to the homes of these students to inform them, so as not to worry.

"Just say that you followed me to an outdoor practice class."

The various prefectures waiting to get the news: "..."

Outdoor practical class?

Never heard of it.

But they didn't say anything, as long as they dare to question in front of these little ancestors, these little ancestors can jump three feet high, "You are so capable, why aren't you the number one talent in Beiliang?"

He was so angry that smoke would come out of his head.

But I have to admit that since the ancestors of their family followed Mo Shaoheng, they rarely heard of troubles everywhere.

Even, when they got home, they could take the initiative to arrange some time to practice martial arts and piano, which made them think that their children had changed in their lifetime.

But it was too early to be happy, because I heard that Mr. Jiang was still blowing his nose and staring with anger in the Imperial College.

It was already evening when Mo Shaoheng and his party arrived at Zhuangzi.

Taking advantage of the evening sun when the sun was not shining on people, Mo Shaoheng happened to take someone to the field to have a look.

The land is good, but it is too isolated.

There are always some detours