In order not to scare the people who get up early tomorrow, Yi Jing had to deal with three bodies. He carried one in one and the other could only work for Li Luotang.

With the skills of the two, even if they were holding the corpse in their hands, they could not alarm the guards on the city wall, jump over the city wall and go to the suburbs; they found a sloping slope and threw the corpse on the ground. Yi Jing used his skills with both hands to push down a sloping slope, and the dust flew, and the body was covered by the soil.

When the two of them returned to the inn from outside the city, it was already the hour of Hai. It was so late that it was not easy to wake up the guy. Yi Jing picked up the wooden barrel and said, "I'll go get water."

"I'll burn the fire." Li Luotang scooped water from the water tank to wash the pot, and then scooped all the remaining water into the pot, sat in front of the stove to draw the fire to boil the water.

When the two of them took a shower and changed their clothes, they returned to their room with a refreshing look. It was already midnight. Li Luotang did not rush to go to bed, but took out a piece of pen, ink and paper and wrote a food travel note: "The famous chef Ren from Yuezhou received his closed disciple and cooked in person. There were a total of sixteen dishes. The shape of the dishes was beautiful and refined, and the name of the dishes was unique. The white cuttlefish and red shrimp meat were matched together..."

After writing a food record, Li Luotang went to bed and had a good night's sleep.

In the morning light, Li Luotang meditated cross-leggedly. After one week of exercise, he finished his exercises and went out. When he saw Yi Jing sitting at the stone table, he asked with a smile: "Brother Yi, what should we eat for breakfast?"

"What do Tangtang want to eat?" Yi Jing asked with a gentle smile.

Li Luotang turned his head and thought, "Eat tofu bread."

The travel notes say that this tofu is thin and juicy, fresh, fragrant and smooth. According to the description, it is similar to the soup dumplings; however, Li Luotang thinks that it must be different, so she has to try it and see the difference between the two.

Before leaving the inn, I asked my friend about which tofu bread sold is more delicious?

"Walk left after the store, there is a Yuji bun shop on Huangze Street. The tofu buns there are the most authentic ones." The guy laughed.

"Thank you." Li Luotang thanked him and rewarded him with five copper coins.

The guy said happily: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

People who are generous are always popular.

Yi Jing and Li Luotang left the inn, turned left, and headed to Huangze Street. There were many breakfast shops on Huangze Street, but Yuji Baozi Shop wrote the name of the shop, and the curtains raised by bamboo poles were quite eye-catching.

Yuji Baozi Shop not only sells buns, but also has various porridges with buns, cabbage and corn porridge, five-color rice porridge, oatmeal porridge, red bean porridge, and peanut porridge.

When the two found the empty seat and sat down, the waiter came over and asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat for two young men?"

"How many buns are there in a basket?" Li Luotang was afraid that it would not be able to eat it if he ordered too much. It would be shameful to waste food, so he had to ask clearly.

The waiter smiled and said, "There are six buns in a basket."

"I want a basket of buns and a bowl of red bean porridge." Li Luotang looked at Yi Jing, "Brother Yi, where are you?"

"Two cages of buns and one bowl of peanut porridge." Yi Jing said with a smile.

"Okay, please wait, two young men." The waiter went to get the buns and porridge.

After a while, steaming buns and porridge were served. One by one, the size of a palm was placed in a steamer. The buns were thin and transparent, and the filling inside could be seen. There was no tofu in the soup dumplings, which was the biggest difference between them and tofu dumplings.

Li Luotang picked up a bun and took a bite. Well, the travel notes are right. It is indeed thin and juicy, fresh and delicious. "The tofu will grow old after steaming for a long time, and it will lose its softness and tenderness. But the tofu in the tofu bun has been steamed for so long, but it is still so soft and glutinous."

"This tofu is different from the tofu sold on the market. It is specially made for the bun shop by the tofu shop, and it is quite old and tender." An old diner helped her solve her doubts.

Li Luotang suddenly realized, "Uncle, I came from another place. Can you tell me what old shops there are like this Yuji in the city?" Or is it that the locals know more about local delicacies.

"That's too much." The old man smiled.

Li Luotang brought a pot and poured a cup of tea for the old man, "Master, tell me slowly."

As the saying goes, there are many old trees and many people. The old man is a talkative person. Now someone is happy to listen to it. Of course, he is more willing to say, "There is a shop selling spring cakes called Shiji on the street in front. The spring cakes in Shiji are shaped like a disc, as thin as paper, white and yellow, with a light salty taste, crispy and fragrant. Just opposite the shop selling spring cakes, there is a cake selling pastries in the building called Xiangcai..."

In his narrative, Li Luotang finished eating tofu bread and drinking red bean porridge. He went to eat spring cakes tomorrow morning and bought fragrant cakes later.

After breakfast, Yi Jing and Li Luotang made an appointment to meet at the government tower before they first met, and they separated and went to do their own things. Yi Jing went to inquire about the Ren family and Master Miaoshang. Li Luotang first bought fragrant cakes, and then went to Yanyufang to get the silver notes robbed from the Pan family to make full use of the goods.

After the matter was completed, Li Luotang left Yanyufang and wandered around the streets. The crowd was bustling and it was so lively. Li Luotang looked around and wandered around, leisurely.

"Huh." Li Luotang saw a piece of yellow stone in the roadside with a pile of rough jade materials, faintly fluorescent.

Is it fluorite?

Fluorite will emit fluorescence under the sunlight; after careful crafting, it will be a brilliant pearl. With the pearl at night, you don’t need to light the lamp.

Li Luotang walked over and picked up the stone. He looked closely and found that it was indeed a piece of fluorite that had not been polished. The bright night pearl as bright as jade was priceless. Although this fluorite cannot be called a peerless treasure, it is rare to see it.

A piece of fluorite fell on such a street stall. It was really a pearl that was covered with dust. Thanks to her keen eyes to recognize the pearl.

If she didn't go out to practice, where did she find a bargain? Li Luotang asked with a smile: "How to sell this piece of jade?"

"This is a good piece of Polygonatum. If the young master wants it, it will cost 300 taels of silver." The stall owner sold fluorite as Polygonatum.

"This is just a piece of material, and you have to find a craftsman to think about it. How about a hundred taels?" Li Luotang had a huge sum of money, but bargaining was fun.

"Three hundred taels." The stall owner showed a unique price.

Li Luotang's eyes turned, and he pulled the cloth block placed beside the stall owner and surrounded the stone. "Look, look, the jade is of average quality and the jade quality is not delicate enough. I bought it to make a stone-storing stone, which is only 100 taels."

"Five hundred taels." A voice came from behind.

Who dares to intercept the rude by asking for a high price?

Li Luotang looked back and saw a man shaking his fan and wearing a mustache, and said dissatisfiedly: "This is what I saw first."

"The deal has not been reached yet, the higher the price will naturally be." The man shook the fan with a contemptuous expression, "Get out if you don't have any money."

Bidding is just bidding, why do exports hurt people?

Li Luotang's bright eyes flowed, "Six hundred taels."

"Seven hundred taels." The man bid.

The stall owner turned to look at Li Luotang. He liked the buyer's struggle the most and was going to make a fortune today.

"Nine hundred taels." Li Luotang raised his eyebrows.

The man hesitated for a moment, "One thousand taels." This fluorite is not worth one thousand taels, but he cannot be cowardly at this time.

Li Luotang smiled sly, "Boss, is it easy to be trusted? One hundred taels of silver jade sold at a price of 1,000 taels. If you make more money, remember to score half of it."

The stall owner was extremely embarrassed when he heard this.

The man's face became ugly, "You dare to play with me!"

"Did I ask you to call for a price?" Li Luotang seemed to be smiling.

The implication is that the man put his face up and asked Li Luotang to slap it. This is called self-deprecating.

"You are looking for death." The man waved the fan and hit Li Luotang.

Li Luotang raised the cloth in his hand and knocked off the fan "slap", and the cloth slapped the man's face heavily, dazing him.

"You, wait for me." The man turned around and left without even picking up the fan.

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Chapter completed!