Chapter 72 True One Shop
"Um?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and looked at Zhu Zi'an with some confusion.
Zhu Zi'an smiled softly, pointed to a small door at the edge of the shop, and said, "Master Zhu, please come here!"
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang, who thought of something, his eyes lit up and he quickly followed.
"Tu tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk..."
When he walked to the small door, Zhu Zi'an reached out and knocked on the small door rhythmically.
"Squeak~"
With a sound, a small door hole was opened above the small door.
Then, a fierce face appeared from it.
“Huh…”
This familiar and fierce expression made Shan Anren and others behind him cry softly.
Veterans of war?
"Little real person?"
Next to that extremely fierce face, when he saw Zhu Zi'an, he instantly showed a happy smile. Although it was even more scary on that face, Shan Anren and others knew that this person was smiling from the bottom of their hearts.
I couldn't help but be more curious and expectant about this Zhenyi shop.
"Sharp~"
As they approached, with the sound of metal hitting, the few people looked at it, and the small wooden door was slowly opened.
"Prince, please!"
As he said that, Zhu Zi'an took the lead in.
There is a small room inside, with two single beds and a small table.
As Shan Anren finally walked into the room, the small door was creakingly closed again!
“Huh?”
Shan Anren was curious and looked back, but could no longer move his eyes!
"Is this a steel frame?"
Seeing that the inside of the small wooden door that looked very ordinary, it was sealed by rows of steel frames, Shan Anren couldn't help but exclaimed with some distress.
"Mr. Dan is really keen. For safety and stability, the small door is sealed with a steel frame!"
Zhu Zian replied helplessly.
Then, fearing that these adults with their eyes were floating around, they asked again and quickly introduced.
"Your Majesty, this small house is where shop guards and waiters usually rest. When you enter the door inside, you will enter the shop!"
As he said that, Zhu Zi'an quickly opened the door and walked out.
It's a messy shop.
However, compared with the crowd outside, the people in the shop are much more sparse. This is to control the number of people squeezing in the shop and some objects will be damaged.
Therefore, at the door of the shop, there were four fierce men guarding the order and organizing the order. Only a few people could come in after a few people went out.
Keep the maximum traffic in the shop forever!
The entire shop is divided into three floors!
The first layer is the most common vegetable. Of course, because in the first year of opening, the first layer of vegetables looked sparse and few. However, this also attracted many people and the rich to watch together and curiously.
However, the innermost part of the first floor was filled with all kinds of strange jars and jars, and the surroundings were even more crowded.
After Zhu Yuanzhang and his friends came over, they smelled a strong smell of sour vinegar.
"Zi'an, what is this?"
Zhu Yuanzhang asked curiously.
"Your Majesty, this thing is pickled pickles!" Zhu Zi'an replied.
Zhu Yuanzhang, Yang Siyi and others were all confused.
"pickle?"
"Little real person, what are pickles?"
"How many masters? There are many kinds of pickles, such as pickled radish pickles, cucumber pickles, and pickled cucumbers, etc.
It was all in late autumn. In order to prevent these vegetables from being stored for too long and not waiting for winter to eat, they washed the pickles, put them in a large jar, marinated with sauce, vinegar and fine salt, and then closed them tightly..."
"When eating in winter, such pickles are not only delicious, crispy and tender, but also sweet and moderately salty and sweet. They are the most delicious dish in winter!"
As he said that, Zhu Zi'an took a long chopstick placed beside him, gently picked up a radish from a pickle jar, and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Mr. Zhu, try it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was not polite either. Under the gaze of everyone, he stuttered and ate!
"Yeah~"
After chewing a few bites, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly reacted and couldn't help but look at Zhu Zi'an with a puzzled look.
"Isn't this thing just yellow hair?"
This surprised everyone!
Many people have eaten Huangqi, but the most common place is in temples, and it is no longer loved by wealthy families.
Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and asked with a serious face: "No, this pickle is much better than the yellow steak in the temple! Zi'an, why is this dish so salty?"
As he said that, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the dark pot with curiosity on his face.
Zhu Zian was stunned and replied helplessly: "Your Majesty, pickles are pickled with fine salt, so they will naturally be very salty!"
"No, we mean, you put a lot of salt in this pickle?"
"When I go back to the emperor, I have put a lot of them in it. When pickling pickles, I must have to stir a lot of salt, otherwise these dishes will not be able to wait for winter!"
"But……"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked angry and wanted to say that the salt was precious, but in winter, this fresh dish was also precious. He looked helpless and could only wave his hand hatefully.
"How to sell this dish? Buy us a few kilograms later!"
"Master Zhu, a small can of two kilograms of pickles, a can of three hundred cents!" Zhu Zi'an replied.
"Three hundred cents?"
Zhu Yuanzhang glared and opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you go and grab it?"
Even Shan Anren and others were shocked.
"Oh, Mr. Zhu, this dish has been preserved since autumn. The ones used in this dish are all the fine salt from Wudang, which is also the cost. Moreover, it is all the best soy sauce and old vinegar. A can of the dish is not just the dish, but also the fine salt, aged vinegar, and soy sauce!"
As he said that, Zhu Zian suddenly felt that his prices were a bit low!
"Give us a can!"
"We want it too!"
After hearing what Zhu Zi'an said, Shan Anren, Yang Siyi and others on the side couldn't help but speak one after another.
"Yang Er, write it down to the masters!"
Zhu Zi'an's face turned joyous instantly, and Yang Er said to the part-time waiter of the guard beside him.
"Yes, little real person!"
A smile came out next to Yang Er's stiff face, which shocked the group of people watching on the side.
The second floor of the shop is also an item used by some farmers. On one side are pots and pans, and on the other side are various toiletries. For example, the most attractive one is a soap that is more delicate and white than the soap of the Ming Dynasty, with a faint fragrance.
The third floor is the real Fugui District and the most profitable place in this shop.
There is a large area on one side, with various large and small glass mirrors placed.
Each glass mirror of the same appearance has been carefully crafted by Master Yang and others, and looks very exquisite.
And in front of every glass mirror, people were filled with people.
"hiss……"
"Such a clear glass mirror is like a divine object!"
Shan Anren, Yang Siyi and others finally squeezed into front of a large glass mirror.
When I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but look surprised.
Chapter completed!