History chat group: I just want to make money

Gao Xiaopang made it easy, but everyone knew that things were not that simple.

While feeling distressed, she also teased him for being too fat and easily bullied.

Sister Na objected and specially gave him a large portion of roast duck, claiming that she would beat him up after eating so much.

Li Chengjiu chuckled.

I glanced at the room where my words echoed, and in comparison, it wasn't that bad.

The next day there was nothing to do.

Li Chengjiu sat in the yard and basked in the sun all day.

Sister Na printed and bound the "Dog Beating Stick Method" into a book, and passed one copy to each person.

Smell the fragrance of printing ink that can only be found in later generations.

The meaning is still not finished.

After drinking the last sip of Coke, Xiaozhu asked Xiaozhu to go in and get a pair of scissors.

Xiaozhu took a sip of the hot milk tea, then quickly ran into the house and brought the scissors to the prince.

"My lord, what is this? Does it taste so good?"

Li Chengjiu chuckled.

"This is called pearl milk tea. I will make it for you when you have the chance."

"The name is really nice."

The little girl looked enjoying herself.

Li Chengjiu shook his head and poked many small holes in the bottle cap in his hand.

The third ingredient bottle is ready.

In the blink of an eye, another day comes.

He took out the last bit of money Jia Youcai had in his pocket and bought half a wild boar.

The maids cut and marinated the meat, and the housekeepers of the two houses were responsible for cutting the sticks.

Bamboo skewers passed down from modern times are definitely not available, but using willow branches instead and threading the meat skewers larger will not only save on ingredients but also sell at a higher price.

Mix part of the fennel powder into the cumin and increase the amount. It is estimated that it can last for more than half a month.

People here still can't eat spicy food, so there won't be such a shortage of chili powder.

As for fine salt, Lee Seung-kyu doesn't have to worry.

He has already begun to try to refine it with coarse salt at home. He has professional information and the results are very good.

One pound of coarse salt can be extracted into nearly one tael of fine salt.

Even so, the price can go up who knows how many times.

This is no different from the historical dynasties in memory.

Here, coarse salt is also called bitter salt, which is completely different from the processed coarse salt in later generations.

Not only is it unpalatable, but it also contains many impurities, making it impossible to eat directly.

But ordinary people cannot afford fine salt, so they can only use this product instead.

After all, the output of fine salt is low, difficult to refine, and the market demand is huge, so officials have to intervene in control.

If businessmen are allowed to monopolize and drive up prices, this country will be finished sooner or later if things go on like this.

Of course, Li Chengjiu is not worried about this.

He is a prince, what is he afraid of?

He is the current Holy Emperor. What is he afraid of?

When the refining technology is researched and understood, I will sell it to him.

By then, the production of edible salt will increase, and it will be up to who can still monopolize it.

With this plan in mind, the work at hand has not stopped.

After removing the unusable half of the wild boar meat, nearly 600 skewers were made.

Xiaozhu put away the picked part, took it out of the wild boar's belly, put it into the water, and threw it away.

Li Chengjiu didn't stop him when he saw it. He thought about it and then asked:

"Xiao Zhu, can't you eat those things?"

Xiaozhu washed his hands and said with some disgust after hearing this:

"Oh, how disgusting, how can you eat these things?"

"oh."

Li Chengjiu didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

After noon, everything was ready.

Li Shun borrowed a cart, loaded it with tables and chairs, and went to the blacksmith shop to pull the oven first, while the rest of the group went straight to the main street.

In ancient times, there were no electric lights. When it got dark, there would be no people on the streets.

Therefore, even the barbecue, known as the king of night markets, can only bask in the sunshine here.

We found a location, set up tables and chairs, and set up the oven.

Since then.

In the 27th year of Anping, it was the fifth day of the lunar month.

The first barbecue stall in Dayunchao officially opened.

Such an important moment, Lee Seung-kyu must record it.

only……

What is the meaning of the fifth day of the Yang month?

The author must have been blind.

I complained in my heart, so I took up writing and wrote:

October 25th.

Brush the barbecue with soybean oil unscrupulously, sprinkle with cumin, and fry it into spots of oil.

The rich aroma of meat spread quickly and soon filled the entire street.

Pedestrians passing by stopped and raised their noses one after another, not even noticing when the saliva started flowing down.

Soon, the entire barbecue stall was filled with people.

Li Chengjiu didn't care about his identity, and shouted loudly while roasting.

"Big meat skewers, big fresh meat skewers, delicious, not expensive, and good for your stomach. One bite or two will not hurt your kidneys!"

Jia Youcai stood aside and watched with blood dripping from his heart.

"Let's just grill the meat for barbecue, and you still use fine salt? Do you think the cost is not high enough?"

I was cursing in my heart, and then I saw the first customer coming to the door.

"Xiang...His Royal Highness the King of Xinjiang, how much does this roast meat cost?"

There is a little girl in front of her. Judging from her dress, she looks similar to Xiaozhu. She should be a maid.

Li Chengjiu smiled and made a gesture of one.

"100 Wen per string."

"This... is so expensive?!"

The little girl exclaimed.

100 wen is equivalent to one penny of silver, which means that one tael of silver can buy 10 skewers of roasted meat. Is this meat made of gold?

Li Chengjiu didn't take it seriously.

Of course he did.

The cost of each skewer of meat is less than 20 cents. Even if it is sold for 40 cents, the profit can be doubled.

This bunch is equivalent to 5 small bunches. Ordinary small bunches are sold for 8 cents per bunch, which is a price that is completely acceptable to ordinary people.

After all, a large part of the meat of half a wild boar cannot be used, so the cost will increase.

But it was because of the emergence of sleeping fennel that he had to speed up his efforts to make money.

As the saying goes, rare things are valuable.

Since he has the opportunity to monopolize this for more than half a month, he must kill the wealthy people in the city.

Once the market opens and fennel enters drug stores again, someone will inevitably follow suit.

At that time, if we control the price, it will gradually become a national delicacy.

Seeing the hesitant look of the little girl in front of me, she glanced back from time to time.

Follow her gaze.

Not far from the barbecue stall, I saw a man in a long gown, holding a round fan in his hand, covering his face, and secretly observing here.

Alas? Isn’t this Mr. Zheng?

Li Chengjiu recognized this guy at a glance.

I remember once watching a documentary that analyzed "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

There are many people in the picture holding round fans in their hands.

One is local customs.

The second is that when you see someone you don't want to see, just cover your face with the round fan, which can achieve the effect of "hiding your ears and stealing your bell".

Li Chengjiu was speechless.

Didn’t I just borrow a few taels of silver from you? Why are you so stingy?

Zheng Baishu seemed to have noticed that the prince had noticed him, and he hurriedly waved to the maid.

The little girl seemed to have received the order. She directly dropped two taels of broken silver and then said:

"Your Majesty, I want 20 skewers."

Li Chengjiu smiled and asked Xiaozhu to wrap the meat skewers.

When he handed it over, there was also a piece of paper saying:

"When you visit our store again and spend more than 1,000 coins, you can use this coupon to offset 100 coins."

The little girl took the piece of paper, a little curious.

"King of Jiang's BBQ, a gold roll?"

After looking at it, it looks pretty good.

The pieces of paper were made with the help of Sister Na. They are modern craftsmanship and are childlike.

At this time, Zheng Baishu saw that the maid had already succeeded, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

The little girl thanked her and followed him hurriedly.

Looking at Zheng Baishu's back, Li Chengjiu chuckled and shook his head, then turned around and said:

"Xiaozhu, keep the money."

Xiaozhu stared, still a little unresponsive.

It only cost two taels of silver in such a short period of time? Is the prince trying to steal money?

He hurriedly put away the money, holding it firmly in his pocket.

Seeing this, Jia Youcai also became energetic.

"It turns out Jiudan didn't lie to me. This is really a big deal!"

My heart suddenly became alive, I stopped sitting and wanted to step forward to help.

However.

Except for Zheng Baishu, no one came to visit for a long time.

Seeing that the crowd of people watching in front of the barbecue stall is getting bigger and bigger, the whole street has been blocked.

Although some people also have the desire to have a taste, they can't afford it and can only wait and see.

But this is just some of them.

For hundreds of years in the Dayun Dynasty, there was no war or disaster, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Although many people are still on the road to work, they still have some savings on hand.

It’s only a hundred cents, can’t they afford it?

No.

It’s not because of these two brats!

The strange thing is that the two people were set up too well.

His Highness the King of Xinjiang showed up in person to serve the people?

Isn't this a trap?

This is definitely a trap!

But Jia Youcai didn't know what these people were thinking. Looking at the unknown stall, he just felt a little energetic and suddenly lost his energy.

"Jiudan, is our barbecue too expensive? Look, no one is coming."

He muttered unhappily.

But Li Chengjiu didn't talk.

he knows.

Everything needs a process from scratch.

A process of acceptance.

Since there is the first person to eat crabs, there must be the first person to eat his king's barbecue.

No, Zheng Baishu did it.

Will the next one be far away?

Of course it's not far.

A sharp voice suddenly sounded in front of the stall.

"Such a fragrant roasted meat, give me 100 skewers!