I bring my game account back to ancient times to do business

Chapter 77 Pork Breast

This girl is so promising, she can show such composure to the people of the magistrate's family!

Aunt Sai usually dealt with ordinary people around her who were neither rich nor poor, or people who worked as day laborers nearby. She had never met those rich squires for most of her life.

Now that the person standing in front of her was actually the daughter of the county magistrate's family, she suddenly became a little panicked.

She glanced at Meng Shaoqing in embarrassment, saluted hurriedly, and left Qiao Yun's shop as if running away.

Meng Shaoqing was quite puzzled. She scratched her chin and blinked: "Why are you hiding from me? Am I not good-looking?"

The maid Biyue pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Sanniang, these common people have always been afraid of officials."

"What's so scary?" Meng Shaoqing didn't understand even more, but she didn't want to delve deeper into this issue. She stepped forward and took Qiao Yun's hand, saying: "Look at me, I look good in Jiang."

I went to Zhoucheng to buy clothes. I also picked out something for you, look!"

Meng Shaoqing asked Biyue to untie the baggage in her hand and show it to Qiao Yun.

Inside the baggage was a neatly folded dress made of the same material as Meng Shaoqing's. It was an ordinary cross-collar skirt, with a camellia red upper skirt and a dark green and grape purple lower skirt. Because there was no

When she opened it and looked at it, Qiao Yun couldn't tell what kind of flowers were embroidered on it. Anyway, it looked very good-looking at first glance. Compared with the one worn by Meng Shaoqing, it looked steady but a little bright.

Qiao Yun usually gave Meng Shaoqing a very mature feeling, doing everything calmly and not acting like an eleven-year-old child at all, so she chose such a color for her.

"It looks good." Qiao Yun praised it repeatedly.

Who doesn’t love a pretty dress!

"Then on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, how about we wear these clothes and go to the Huihe River to watch the lanterns?"

"Huh? Are there any activities here on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?" Qiao Yun asked casually. In her previous life, there were temple fairs on some ancient streets on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. However, after time traveling, she could not find it in the original owner's body.

She thought she had no memory of the temple fair!

Meng Shaoqing smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed, and she said: "Of course! My mother-in-law took the lead and led several wives of the country squires to spend money to find people to put up lanterns and trees and hire theater troupes. The streets will be lively by then.

Yes! You can play as late as you want without getting caught."

"I see. There is no curfew during the three days of Lantern Festival, right?"

She does know this.

After all, there is a curfew system in places other than Yangzhou in her game. For example, in Chang'an, activities are not prohibited inside the square. However, if players are still wandering on the streets outside the square after the second watch, they will be arrested by Jinwu Guards.

Two days in Datang Prison.

However, the Shangyuan Festival activities in Quwo County are actually organized by Mrs. Lu, which is something worth looking forward to.

"Yes!" Meng Shaoqing explained happily, "But it's not bad at ordinary times. His Majesty the late emperor showed mercy and extended the curfew to Zizheng, which is late enough. On the Lantern Festival, you can play all night long."

Qiao Yun really wanted to experience the customs of the Shangyuan Festival in the Tang Dynasty and indulge in the fun. However, as a merchant, how could she miss such a good opportunity to make money!

Qiao Yun patted Meng Shaoqing's hand and said, "I really want to play with you! However, I want to take this opportunity to sell some delicious food and make a lot of money from it!"

"Ah? Is that so..." Meng Shaoqing's face suddenly fell, and she who was so happy at first suddenly wilted, her little face looked aggrieved, as pitiful as she could be.

Qiao Yun's heart softened and she was about to comfort her, but Meng Shaoqing cheered up again, forced out a smile, and looked at her with pleading eyes: "Then you can come and sit at my house tomorrow!"

The look in his eyes is like that of a cat, meowing and coming over to nuzzle you, asking for a pet and a hug.

How could Qiao Yun resist this? She happened to want to see Mrs. Lu and talk about setting up a female household, so she immediately nodded and agreed.

Only then did Meng Shaoqing regain her energy, and she said crisply: "Okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow, and I'll go back first!"

She snatched the bundle from Biyue's hand, stuffed it into Qiao Yun's arms, saluted, and skipped away.

Qiao Yun walked to the door, looked at Meng Shaoqing's leaving figure, then looked down at the clothes in her arms, feeling a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

When I go to ask for help tomorrow, I have to offer some gifts. Qiao Yun thought about it and decided to make food.

After all, besides food, she had nothing else to offer.

With this in mind, Qiao Yun took the clothes in her hand back to the house, folded them again, and put them in the closet. She looked at Yun Xuemei, who was still reading a book at the table while eating glutinous rice dumplings stuffed with bean paste.

He raised his voice and said, "I'm going out to buy some meat, and you can take a look at the house."

Hearing this, Yun Xuemei turned around with her cheeks puffed up and stared at Qiao Yun resentfully, as if she was accusing something.

"Alas..." Qiao Yun felt embarrassed and quickly added: "I'm helping you think of a solution for your wooden dummy. Just wait a few more days."

Yun Xuemei twisted unhappily: "I'm not in a hurry, as long as you haven't forgotten!"

Qiao Yun broke out in cold sweat on the back of her head. She almost forgot about Yun Xuemei's wooden mannequin.

No, I’ll go to the game tonight and fix her up!

While Qiao Yun was laughing, she left home and went straight to Butcher Liu's butcher shop.

Butcher Liu's shop was different from last time. This time, the front door was wide open, the table was pulled outside, and several people were picking up meat around his stall.

"Cut some of your hind leg meat for me, just as big as a fist! I'm greedy and want to eat something meaty."

"Cut two kilograms of pork belly for me. You want it to be fatter. I'll take it back and make lard."

Butcher Liu's stall was extremely busy. He cut the meat quickly, weighed it, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and handed it to the guests. When he looked up and saw Qiao Yun coming, Butcher Liu's eyes lit up and he quickly greeted her.

"Hey! The little lady from the Qiao family is here! What a coincidence that you came here! This is the second pig today, and it was just killed."

"That's good." Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief. It was already afternoon now, and she was worried that she would be late and lose the good meat! "Is there any more pork tenderloin?"

"Ah, this is good meat! Madam Qiao, you always have a good taste in picking meat!" Butcher Liu looked at the remaining pork tenderloin on the table, but he had a doubt in his heart - could her meat cage cake be as different as

Doesn’t the wonton already use meat like tenderloin? Then does she still make money?

The tenderloin meat is so tender that usually only two tenderloins can be cut out from the inside of the backbone of a pig! Even in Ding Shi Ji, the outer loin is used instead when cutting the meat, unless the customer requests the tenderest tenderloin. However, in this case

The price of this dish will also go up.

Because the amount of meat produced is small, the tenderloin is particularly expensive. Hind leg meat and pork belly are usually 30 to 50 cents per catty, while pork tenderloin can sell for 70 cents per catty! Its meat is extremely lean, and ordinary people eat meat.

Even for the sake of gain, I would not buy it.

Every time Butcher Liu sells pigs, the tenderloins are always left over.

His small stall is not like a big restaurant, where high-ranking officials often come to purchase goods. The area around this street is full of ordinary people who are neither poor nor miserable, so in the end he can only sell such good meat.

It's easier on yourself.

These days, nearby restaurants are opening one after another, and the business is also good. Today, we collected three pigs, and the six tenderloins they removed were lying on the table, no one cared about them.

"There's so much left, how much do you want, Miss Qiao?" Butcher Liu pointed out the strips of tenderloin to her.

Qiao Yun plans to make pork jerky.

However, two kilograms of pork can only produce one kilogram of dried meat. If you want to give it as a gift, it must not be like the snacks sold in the supermarket in the previous life, which only had a few slices in a pack! You have to give away three or four kilograms anyway.

She looked at the relatively fresh tenderloins. Half of the pork breasts from the roasted tenderloins were given as gifts, and the other half could be kept for Yun Xuemei to snack on while reading. The pork breasts were sweet and she loved to eat them.

Those who love meat and sweets will definitely like it.

So he waved his little hand proudly: "You've got it all covered for me!"

Suddenly, several people around her looked at her like she was a fool.

Butcher Liu grinned with joy and quickly agreed and put the six tenderloins on the scale. The three black pigs harvested today were all good and produced a lot of meat. This tenderloin weighed two kilograms, and six of them weighed twelve kilograms.

This little lady Qiao is the God of Wealth! Last time she bought nearly eight kilograms of pork belly, and this time she bought another twelve kilograms of tenderloin!

"Eight hundred and forty coins!"

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