It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 47

Chapter 47

"This is a post from the Huang family. Mr. Huang is 49 years old this year, and his first wife died the year before last. If Sakura is gone, he will be the main wife."

"But doesn't this feel a little wronged to Sakura, who is only 17 years old?"

"There's nothing wrong with her. Ke Defu's family was wiped out before she got through the door, and she was ruined by bandits. It's good that Huang Yuanwai wants her."

"Mr. Huang's family has thousands of acres of fertile land, and his eldest son works in the garrison camp. I'm afraid we will be the ones to climb."

Fallen Leaf City, Su Family.

Such a conversation came from a large house.Xiaodie listened at the door for a while, then quietly ran to the backyard, and finally she entered a dilapidated yard.

In the yard, Su Ying was feeding a few homing pigeons with rice.

"Miss, how can you do these servant errands." Xiaodie rushed over and said: "Miss, do you know that Madam is going to marry you, to an old man surnamed Huang, whose beard has turned white."

"I heard something." Su Ying said calmly.

"But... Miss, how can you marry him? He can be Xiaodie's grandfather." Xiaodie was surprised by Su Ying's calmness.

"It's not bad if I can get married with my experience, not to mention that I was the main wife this time."

Xiaodie was stunned, not knowing what to say.In fact, after Su Ying came back from Hamo Village, her condition was not very good. Her original house was taken by the Second Miss, so she could only be driven to such a dilapidated courtyard of the Su family, and her monthly food and clothing expenses were also reduced a lot.

"But miss is still unhappy?"

"of course."

Su Ying scattered the last handful of rice in her hand.

At this moment, two people stood in front of the gate of Fallen Leaf City.

"There is a villain, Cheng Dalei, who was born in Hama Village, Qingniu Mountain. He is nicknamed the King Toad. He has a square mouth, a wide face, and a black beard.

Before entering the city, Cheng Dalei first saw the post offering a reward for himself at the gate of the city.

"Hey, my bounty has increased." Cheng Dalei's face turned pale.

"It doesn't look like the painting on it, how can it catch people." Xu Shenji was very regretful.

"Let's go, let's go into the city!" Cheng Dalei led the horse, a little high-spirited.

In fact, the two were stopped by the guards before they entered the city gate.

"Hey, what are you doing? I think you look like a gangster offering a reward!"

When the empire was still strong, civilians could not move at will.Road guides, public inspections, spy cards, etc. are all proof of identity, and you need these things if you want to enter the city.

So what is identity proof in today's decline of imperial power?

Cheng Dalei stuffed a copper coin into the guard's palm, and pointed to the wanted notice on the wall: "Does it look alike?"

The guard weighed the copper coins, there were about dozens of them, and quietly put them in his arms, but he still had a straight face on the surface.

"What's your name, and where are you from?"

"My..." Cheng Dalei's heart moved, and he said with a smile, "My surname is Ou Mingba, a native of Qingniu Mountain."

"Ouba?" The guard frowned, "It's a weird surname."

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to Xu Shenji: "Then what about him, what's his name?"

"His name is Ouye, and he is my uncle." Cheng Dalei put his arms around Xu Shenji's shoulders: "We are visiting friends in the city, so I hope you can help me."

"Okay, let's go in. Since you are from Qingniu Mountain, you should know that the bandits in Qingniu Mountain are making trouble, and it will not be peaceful at night."

Cheng Dalei laughed, and walked into Fallen Leaf City with Xu Shenji.This was the first city he entered after setting foot in this world. In comparison, Hama Ridge can only be regarded as a poor valley.

He was walking and watching, observing the environment of Fallen Leaf City. It has to be said that the city's greening is quite good, and hundreds of years old trees can be seen everywhere.

The commercial environment in the city is also much better than Cheng Dalei expected. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and there are also many vendors walking around the streets: flower sellers, rouge stalls, vegetable vendors, firewood bearers, water deliverers... .

Occasionally, one or two horses roared past the long street, in exchange for the envious eyes of passers-by.

Cheng Dalei is too familiar with this kind of gaze. In his previous life, if a sports car passed by on the street, everyone would have such gaze.From this point of view, vanity is the same in ancient and modern times.

Although Cheng Dalei also leads a horse, but the horse is too thin and not good looking, so no little sister winks at him.

Walking on the street and passing by pedestrians, in fact, you can probably judge their identities by looking at their clothes.

Those who wear sackcloth are, needless to say, untouchables like slaves, those who can wear cotton clothes prove that their family background is not bad, and those who can wear silk and satin clothes, no need to ask the rich N generation.Here N is greater than or equal to 2...

Then, can't it be that someone starts from scratch, becomes a master, and becomes a rich generation?

In this era, class hierarchy is difficult to break down. Most of the sons inherit their father's business. The grandparents who are officials have been officials for generations, and the grandparents who have been in business have been in business for generations.It's not that there are outstanding people who are amazingly talented and you can climb to the top step by step, but they are extremely rare.

Cheng Dalei was not bad, he was wearing cotton clothes and leading the horse, followed by an old slave-like person.This dress doesn't mean rich and powerful, at least the family conditions are good....

At noon, the two settled down at an inn called Sihailou.

"Xiaoer, here's half a catty of white wine and two catties of beef." Cheng Dalei yelled as soon as he sat down, and he himself had experienced the hero's addiction.

"Boss, we don't have beef here, and...the wine shop has it, but what is baijiu?"

"..." Cheng Dalei.

"Let me do it." Xu Shenji cleared his throat: "Xiang will arrange a room for us, and our horses will be tied up outside, and they will be fed with good grass and food in the backyard. How about eating, let's have two pots Rice wine, half a catty of mutton, half a catty of pork, and make soup for a fish, it’s faster.”

"Alright, just wait a moment."

Cheng Dalei was taken aback when he heard that, it turned out that there are so many ways to order food.First of all, cattle were an important labor force in ancient times. For a long time, killing cattle was illegal.The history of baijiu only began in the Yuan Dynasty. Although the historical line of this era is somewhat confusing, Cheng Dalei can at least judge that it was before Tang, so baijiu has not yet appeared.

Xiao Er brought up the food in a short while, and said, "Take it easy, you two, can you tell me at any time if you need anything?"

"Wait a minute." Cheng Dalei laid down five copper coins on the table.

"Guest officer, what are your orders?" Xiaoer smiled and stood aside.

"Sit down, don't worry, what kind of food does your store have, please talk to me."

"Let me stand and talk to you..." Xiao Er took a deep breath: "This store has..."

Cheng Dalei concentrated his attention, thinking that he could hear an original dish name, but in fact, there are only a dozen dishes, and the cooking methods are nothing more than steaming, boiling, grilling, and even frying is rare.

Cheng Dalei's heart was pounding, and he felt as if he had discovered a huge business opportunity.

(End of this chapter)