[Comprehensive] The days when I pretended to be a meow in the Forbidden City

In fact, what he didn't know was that the reason why Steward Lin gave him this money was actually because of the spices used by Xia's family. Pork is cheap, but spices are not. Xia Anran is very willing to cut the ingredients, and the spices used are not inferior This makes the meat full-bodied and free from miscellaneous flavors.

This is the limitation of Xia Anran, a monster thinking from the future. In the era he lived, although spices were expensive, they were light and used in small amounts, especially after the opening of international trade, most commonly used edible spices were very cheap. , but pork is expensive!

Pork has never been cheap!

The current pigs are all black pigs, not the post-modern large white pigs. They taste fragrant and tough, and taste delicious.

Large white pig is a British breed introduced into China back then, just like the white feather chicken, it grows fast, lives rough, and is excellent when it comes to weight, but in terms of taste... it is just so-so. When he was still a human, many sold it. The brands of meat have already started raising black pigs again.

Black pig is not a breed, but a general term, because the color is different from that of common white pigs. They all have black fur, and there are many breeds under them. They basically all have one characteristic, slow growth and low lean meat rate.

This feature is very unfavorable to the interests of farms, especially their low lean meat rate. Modern people pursue health. Even if they eat pork, they will try their best to choose lean meat. Less lean meat means that the price of fat meat is low when it is sold. This pig grows slowly and eats a lot, and there are few high-value things, so no one will gradually raise them.

As everyone knows, there are some dishes that cannot be separated from the fatty meat, such as Dongpo pork, which requires two-headed black. This is also the designated pig breed of Jinhua ham, and it is also the place where Jinhua ham is famous overseas.

In addition, there is Sichuan cuisine twice-cooked pork, which must also use Chenghua pig, a native Sichuan pig. Because this pig is too fat, when the State Forestry Administration ordered protection, there were less than [-] pigs left.

So when the Chinese people began to pursue their appetites after satisfying their full stomachs, the breeding of black pigs gradually became popular again.

But the price of black pork is almost double that of ordinary large white pigs.

It's cheap here.

Xia Anran and Xia's mother cut some meat and ate dinner happily. He soaked the lean meat in brine, and planned to give it to Brother Cheap tomorrow if it didn't snow, so that he could taste his own cooking. By the way, tomorrow Had to go to the spice shop and ask if they had any more peppers, he was going to buy some with the money he got today.

When Xia Anran was immersed in sleep, he had no idea that someone entered Xia's house and stole the two pieces of stewed meat from the pot.

If you don't ask yourself, it's called stealing!Even if the thief dropped two pieces of silver, it was still stealing! !

No, this is called forced buying!powerful!purchase!

Xia Anran chopped meat with a kitchen knife early in the morning. It was not just a matter of money, but also a matter of safety.

A little thief came to their house and stole two pieces of meat without making a sound, without disturbing him and grandma. Doesn't this mean that if one day this person comes to kill people, it will be easy?

The fur on the back of the little Xiamao whose territory was violated exploded, but Xia's mother who got up first was very calm.

Xia's mother has lived in this era for more than 20 years. She has encountered robbers, let alone thieves.

This kind of stealing meat and leaving money behind should not be a thief in her opinion.I'm afraid it's an official passing by in a hurry.

But she was going to wait for her son to calm down before telling him about this point. Let him vent his anger for a while now, so as not to suffocate his body.

This is the difference caused by the times. Xia Anran lived in a stable era and was used to private property. In the era when Xia's mother lived, private property... Heh, I am afraid that it will be settled in the grave later. What is your own private property.

So Xia Anran would be angry because her territory was violated, but Xia's mother would not.

Moreover, under the influence of Xia's mother, she also learned something from her husband. There are a group of people who live in the shadows of the government. Stuff is more expensive money.

Some farmers also know this secret, because they earn more money this way, they welcome these officials to come, and even leave food in the kitchen during some sensitive seasons.

These people are called Zao Ye in the peasant households, and they call each other Zao Ye, so this has become a secret among the lower class, and the upper class does not know it. Even if they hear it occasionally, they will only think it is the Kitchen Lord.

No one has ever been to the Xia family before, but this time... Xia's mother smiled lightly, probably even the official could not hold back the good taste An Ran made.

"What is my son going to do today~" Xia's mother walked behind Xia Anran who was stepping on a small stool, her tone was relaxed, Xia Anran put the kitchen knife on the chopping board, the blade was shining coldly, and the gaze he turned his head was particularly hateful "Mom, why don't we go and bring a puppy back? It's too unsafe."

Getting a cat to take the initiative to raise a dog can also prove how restless Xia Anran is at the moment.

Hearing this, Xia's mother chuckled, she patted the son's head who seemed to have calmed down, and whispered to him about Master Stove, seeing the sudden look on the child's face, she understood that her clever son understood.She gently wiped off a piece of minced meat on her son's tender face, "Don't be angry, my son, Stove Lord has excellent taste, and the reason why I like my son's stewed pork is because my son cooks it well.

"Xia Anran's eyebrows twitched, Ke, Ke! That's true, thank you!

He turned his eyebrows, Lord Zao, if it was the Ming Dynasty, it would be the Jinyiwei, and the Qing Dynasty would be the place where the blood drops stick to the pole. I don't know what they are called in the red building.

But it doesn't matter, Xia Anran feels that there is nothing that cannot be known... Living in this world without privacy, he must also get used to this problem.

The biggest trouble now is that his stewed pork has to be done again! ! !

The kitchen master took two of them as soon as he took them, and didn't leave one for him. He originally planned to go to the city to deliver the meat today, but now that the city has entered, the meat is gone.

Angry is angry, but Xia Anran, who was wrapped into a ball, still took Xia's mother's hand and walked towards the spice shop that she planned to go to.

The stove master left two pieces of silver, which were not cut out, but more like flat pieces of silver that were torn off after being heated.

Although there is no gold and silver in the red building, in fact, most of the common people mainly trade in copper plates. Even if there is silver, they never use silver ingots, because China is still short of gold and silver in this era.

Xia Anran couldn't figure out how much these two small pieces of broken silver would be converted into copper plates. According to Xia's mother, the price of these two small pieces of silver ingots depends on its foundation and weight. You have to go to the local money shop to weigh them. It can also be exchanged for copper plates there.

So the two went to the money store first, Xia Anran stood on her feet and looked at the old man in the counter carefully watching the fineness of the silver ingots, then took a small scale to measure it, and finally wrote a note and typed it to Mother Xia.

Xia Mu took the note and went to another place to queue up to get the money. Xia Anran followed Xia Mu at every step. He looked around. The layout of this money bank looked like an ancient bank, with wooden bars separating the counter from outsiders. Separated, leaving only a hole the size of a child's ball, it can be seen that it is to prevent people from looking for money.

He tugged at Xia's mother's hand, "Grandma, why do you need to take the note~" Xia's mother then told him that this note can not only withdraw money, but also store it. It is unsafe for many people to keep money at home, so they all took the big money. It is stored in the money bank, which is protected by the government. As long as there is a slip, you can take it anywhere, but if the slip is lost, the whole family must come together to apply for the heritage. This will have to wait for several months, and the money bank will confirm The money has not been taken out, and the money bank in another city has been notified that the note has been lost, so it can be made up.

Previously, Xia's family's money was also stored here, and they could enjoy a little profit, but later, because Xia Anran fell ill, Xia's mother took it out and spent it.

Xia Anran suddenly realized.

This is a combination of a ticket office and a bank. He had heard from his grandfather before that his grandfather's family opened a bank.

In ancient times, the money houses were almost all private. The old man hired several nursing homes, which only served the local people. That is to say, only the money saved in this house can be withdrawn from this house. Grandpa’s mother has a bad relationship with the family. It was only during condolences that he found out what his grandfather's house was for. He was very young at that time, and he heard that his second daughter-in-law was in collusion with bandits outside and told the robbers where the treasure was hidden at home. The robbers went straight to the treasure site to dig up the floor tiles, and swept away all the money. The villagers who heard the news came to cash in one after another. The old man paid the ancestral property before repaying it. He couldn't take his last breath. He was sick and had no money to treat before he passed away. of.

In other words, the bank of the old man's family is actually completely personal property, and this money bank...according to the system, it is more like a national one. Even if it is not a national one, it should be under the control of a big consortium and a big family.

Xia Anran doesn't know much about this aspect, he just saw Ming dynasty banknotes when he went to the museum before, that was more similar to a check, and he vaguely remembered that the value on it was fixed.

Although these messages seem to be very unimportant, in fact, the establishment of the "bank" and the improvement of the system all depend on the improvement of the degree of commercialization of the place.

Generally speaking, it is the same in modern times. The more commercially developed the area, the more banks there are.

In ancient trading methods, in addition to buying with coins, a large part of them was actually bartering. People in different time periods had a set of value exchange rules agreed upon. For an ordinary family, especially a farmer, they The money and food left with me are basically a relatively stable amount, and I don’t like to go to other places. Most of them don’t need services from financial institutions such as banks.

And those who need to carry a large amount of money, are heavy and insecure, and have to run around are mostly businessmen.

So seeing this money bank, Xia Anran felt a little relieved.Two small pieces of silver ingots were exchanged for nearly a consistent amount of copper coins. The price is indeed quite high. Although the price sold to Butler Lin yesterday seemed high, the two pieces of stewed meat that were taken away by this master were, after all, bought by him and Mr. Lin. Mother Xia cut and ate.

Xia Anran followed Xia's mother to the spice shop. He carefully looked at the displays on the counter, trying to find condiments he was familiar with...but he couldn't find chili peppers after looking twice, so he went to the shopkeeper and picked them out of his pocket. He took out the remaining dried chili and handed it over.

The shopkeeper was taken aback when he saw the dried chili peppers, and then looked at him and Xia Mu carefully, showing a sudden expression, "Yes, but the little benefactor?"

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Stove Master: (passing by, sniffing, climbing the window, opening the pot, picking up a piece of meat, smelling it, stuffing it in his mouth, chewing, chewing, chewing, picking up a piece of meat, chewing, chewing, no meat It's gone...Looking at the pot silently and regretfully, he took out the silver ingot in his sleeve, squeezed it, and tore off a piece. Thinking about it, he thought it tasted really good, and then tore off another piece and put it on the table, feeling his stomach that was not full , jumped out of the window with regret and satisfaction) Given so much money, this family should make more in the future!This bit of meat is not enough.

Xiaoxia Meow: The gas exploded on the spot! ! ! !