The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Xiao Tao found a wooden box and filled it with hay, so that even if there were bumps on the road, the shell of the eggs would not be broken.

After cleaning up, there were two large boxes with more than 200 eggs in total.

Xiao Tao sat on a small stool and counted on her fingers.

At the beginning, she collected the eggs from the farmers in the village for one cent. If she could sell them for 20 cents each...

Xiao Tao scratched her fingers, as if her fingers were not enough.

Anyway, there were so many copper coins.

After loading, Shitou and Lao Zhao worked together to lift the two large boxes onto the ox cart, and Xiao Tao followed behind with the food box.

At the door of the house, Shitou tied the two boxes to the cart with ropes, and then jumped up and sat on the front frame.

"My dear, I'll go now." Shitou's voice was a little high-spirited.

He liked Chang'an City because it was very lively.

But he didn't have the ability to stay in Chang'an City, nor could he afford to buy a house in Chang'an City.

However, the farm was also very good, the owner was very good, and he was very happy here.

Only occasionally, he still hoped to go to Chang'an City to take a walk and see the bustling streets.

"Go slowly on the road and pay attention to safety." Li Fu instructed: "If it's too late, don't come back, stay there for one night."

"Don't worry, my lord, I know." Shitou responded, and then drove the ox cart away slowly.

In Chang'an City, Li Xiaogong also remembered what Li Yuan had told him, and when he returned home, he found the housekeeper and asked him to find a way to buy a house in Banzhengfang, and try to make it bigger than the house they live in now.

That's His Majesty's house, can it be inferior to the mansion of a county king?

"Your Highness, the houses in Banzhengfang are all occupied by the nobles of Chang'an City. They are fine and would not think of selling their houses." said the housekeeper.

Next to Banzhengfang is the imperial city, which is close to the palace city.

"I remember that in the past two years, many people were transferred out of Chang'an, and some were confiscated for committing crimes. Their houses are not available?" Li Xiaogong asked.

"The houses of those who were confiscated and exiled for crimes were taken away by the court." said the housekeeper.

Li Xiaogong thought about it and agreed.

Most of these houses were taken away by the palace, and then used as rewards to meritorious officials, or if your majesty has a prince who has opened a mansion, he will be given to the prince as a prince's mansion.

"Go out and ask around first." Li Xiaogong said, "If there is such a house, come back and report it."

"Yes." The housekeeper bowed and responded.

Li Xiaogong wondered in his heart, does your majesty still need to buy this house? Just pick one of those vacant houses, since the deeds of the houses are in the palace anyway.

It was past noon when Shitou arrived in Chang'an. Although it was past lunchtime, the restaurants and teahouses in the East and West Markets were still bustling.

Shitou drove the ox cart to the East Market.

The East Market of Chang'an City is full of various large shops, which sell valuable rare items. The nobles in Chang'an City like to come to the East Market the most.

While the West Market is mostly populated by ordinary people. The shops on both sides of the street are small in size and large in number. Most of the things sold are what the people need for daily life. If there are some large transactions, it is the servants of the nobles who come out to purchase.

Shitou drove the ox cart and walked on the streets of the East Market. Compared with the luxurious carriages passing by, he seemed out of place.

Some people even looked at Shitou with disgust, and then moved away from him.

This one is a country bumpkin from outside the city.

Shitou came to the largest restaurant in the East City and parked the oxcart in front of the door in an orderly manner.

The waiter of the restaurant saw this and hurried out to chase him away.

"Go away, go away, where is this place? Why don't you look up? How can you park your oxcart here?" The waiter looked at Shitou with disdain in his tone.

Shitou didn't bother with these waiters who looked down on him. He came here to make money for his husband. It was unnecessary to bother with these people of no status and delay things.

"Brother, don't make trouble. I'm here to do serious things for my master." Shitou said.

"Master?" The waiter looked at Shitou suspiciously, and then glanced at the oxcart outside. There were two boxes on the oxcart.

What? Could it be that the boxes were filled with money?

"Oh? What are you doing here?"

The waiter was unsure, so he asked proactively.

"I want to see the owner of your restaurant. My master asked me to bring some things." Shitou raised the food box in one hand so that the servant could see it.

The servant thought for a moment, then said, "Come with me first."

Then he turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

Shitou followed closely with a food box.

The servant led the man to the backyard and asked him to wait for a while beside the stone table in the backyard while he went to invite the shopkeeper.

Shitou put the food box in his hand directly on the stone table, and then quietly opened the food box a crack to see what was inside, so as not to mess it up by his wandering all the way.

Not long after, the servant came back, and with him came the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

The shopkeeper looked to be in his forties, with a slightly fat body, wearing a green robe and a silk scarf.

"The shopkeeper is him, and he said his master wants to see you for something." The servant said.

The shopkeeper nodded: "Well, you go down and get busy first."

The shopkeeper knew what was going on. There were many big shots in Chang'an City. If he wanted to do business, he couldn't offend anyone. Even if the person who came was a servant, he had to take him seriously. He might be the servant of that noble family.

There is a saying that the third-rank official in front of the prime minister is that the King of Hell is easy to mess with, but the little ghosts are hard to deal with.

"I am the shopkeeper of this Ke Yue Tower. Not only your master is..." The shopkeeper bowed to Shitou and asked.

Shitou also bowed.

"Shopkeeper, don't be in a hurry to ask who my master is." Shitou had a smile on his face, and there was a bit of cunning in his smile: "You might as well take a look at the things my master brought. Then you will know what I am here for."

"Oh?" The shopkeeper was curious.

His eyes fell on the food box on the stone table.

Food box? What, is this food delivery?

This is Ke Yue Lou, one of the best restaurants in East City. Are they sending food here to ruin the place and slap the face?

Shitou didn't keep it a secret and opened the food box directly.

The dish of cold-mixed egg appeared in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took a closer look and found that it was indeed a dish.

A dish he had never seen before.

"Shopkeeper, try it?" Shitou said with a smile.