Before dawn, the fat man turned over and stood up. Just as he was about to look for the lamp, he found that his mother had moved the fruit box to the table.

"Are you okay?" Hearing the movement, my mother also sat up wearing clothes.

"It should be done." The little fat man took a deep breath and poked it gently with his fingers, and was overjoyed. "Haha! It's successful!"

The jelly has condensed. Because there is a layer of water on it, the fat man is not sure at first sight. He poked it with his finger and finally felt relieved.

"What are you going to do?" The mother was smart. She knew that the things she created were probably no worse than the tofu of the King of Huainan.

"Let's wait for the price." The little fat man rubbed his hands with joy, "My mother, I'll accompany me to the county town today."

"Okay, I'll rent a ox cart."

Perhaps because of the expansion, the center of the jelly was significantly higher than that of the surroundings. My mother took off a black hair from her temples, pulled it back and forth lightly along the edge of the fruit box, and cut off the excess jelly.

I tried to taste the cut jelly, and it really had a unique flavor.

"What's this thing?"

"Well... how about it?"

"If it's frozen, it's still vivid." My mother did not refute. The name is easy to understand. Just like tofu, easy to understand and catchy.

In this era, there is no corresponding anti-corrosion technology. It is best to eat the jelly as soon as possible if it is made, otherwise it will break. So my mother rented a ox cart early in the morning and went to Zhuo County with Liu Bei.

Zhuo County belongs to Zhuo County and is also the governor of Youzhou. It is located in a key area, travels north and south, and is also a capital. There is a salt and iron horse market in the city, with wealthy merchants gathering, which is very prosperous.

After thinking about it all the way, the fat man decided that it would be best to sell this jelly to Hu Shang.

There are many reasons. Selling it to the city’s dried fruit merchants is a big sensation. Whether there is such a thing in the world, these people are very clear about the Hu merchants. After all, they know very little about the Central Plains, and there are probably not many friends from Han people, and the channels of communication are limited. The risks are naturally the lowest.

Of course, the most important thing is to be easy to cheat.

Hu Shang liked to live in tents. This is very strange. Whether it comes from north and south, east and south, or from the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Wuhuan, Di, or Qiang, they all liked to live in tents.

After wandering around the fence of the horse market with my mother for a long time, the fat man finally chose the target. "My mother, wait."

"Go and go back quickly." Although I didn't know why I didn't let myself follow me, out of trust in my son, the woman agreed to wait in the ox cart.

"Yeah." The fruit box was quite heavy, and the fat man couldn't carry it alone, so he asked the owner of the ox cart to help him move it in.

The tent door was very low, and when I entered, I couldn't help but encounter a hanging silver bell. Hearing the ringtone, a servant in Hu's uniform had already greeted him with a smile on his face.

"A magpies are surrounded by branches, and they must be the distinguished guest." The person who spoke was the man sitting cross-legged in the tent. Judging from his temperament, he knew that he was the master here. With the help of his servant, he took off his hemp shoes. The fat man grinned at Hu Shang, "This shopkeeper, I'm sorry, I'm rude. Today I'll talk to you about business."

"All visitors are guests." Hu Shang spread his arms, and the huge ruby ​​ring suddenly blurred the fat man's eyes.

He signaled the owner of the ox cart to put the package between the two of them, and the fat man then imitated Hu Shang and sat down cross-legged.

"Old man, you go out first."

"Okay." The owner of the ox cart smiled and nodded, turned around and left the tent.

"What's this?" Hu Shang asked curiously when he waved his hand to let the servant retreat.

The little fat man secretly suppressed himself before untiing the package.

The royal seal could be vaguely identified on the antique fruit box. Hu Shang, who had traveled around the world, was immediately interested.

As soon as the lid is opened, the fruity fragrance overflows.

After all the lids were removed, Hu Shang's expression couldn't help but become serious.

It's very simple. He has never seen anything inside. This is natural. Jelly seems simple, but in the present, it is a first-class strange thing. The desire to hunt for curiosity has been found in ancient times. How can Hu Shang be an exception?

"What...?" Hu Shang asked again. His tone of the two times was obviously very different.

"Jelly." The fat man smiled and said, "The essence of the fruit is made by boiling it with warm fire. However, it is a secret recipe for the palace, and outsiders cannot understand the method."

"After the blood clots of cattle and sheep are clotted, it is similar to this." Hu Shang began to lower the price.

"Why don't the shopkeeper try it?"

"Okay." Hu Shang pulled out the food-relieving knife from his waist, carefully took a small piece on the edge of the jelly, and handed it to the fat man.

Very careful.

The little fat man laughed and swallowed the jelly on the tip of the knife, chewed it slowly, and swallowed it into his belly. After waiting for another stick of incense, Hu Shang took down another piece and put it into his mouth.

After imitating the little fat man to chew slowly, Hu Shang slowly opened his eyes, "What's the price?"

The fat man quietly exhaled the turbid air, "waiting for the price."

Hu Shang nodded when he heard the sound, looked at the royal seal on the lid of the box, and then stretched out two fingers: "Twenty gold."

The fat man, whose face was so red that he almost suffocated himself to death. Fortunately, he was already full of blood and energy. The red face did not make Hu Shang on the other side suspicious.

At this time, gold is cast in units of "jin", shaped like a cake, and one jin is now about 250 grams. One jin of gold is worth ten thousand coins, and twenty gold is 200,000 coins. It can be called a huge sum of money.

Unfortunately, the fat man couldn't take him away for 200,000 yuan.

If you carry these twenty golden cakes, orphans and widows, you will be in danger all the way. Maybe once you leave the tent, you will be targeted by the evil people. In this era, wearing brocade robes across the river, the boatmen will be worried about it, so they have to row together with their shirtless to show that they have no money. With twenty heavy golden cakes in their arms, they are afraid that the mother and the mother will never be able to go home again.

Making up his mind, the fat man held back the excitement and smiled stiffly: "Shopkeeper, can you change the horse?"

"That's right." This is exactly what Hu Shang wants. It would be better to barter with things.

Now the price of horses is extremely high. Two hundred thousand yuan can only buy a good horse.

Perhaps because of the little fat man's royal identity, Hu Shang did not dare to neglect. He carefully put the lid on the fruit box and signaled the old slave to take good care of it. Then he stood up and walked to his stable with Liu Bei.

"I wonder which one of the distinguished guests like?" The stable covers a wide area. With the company of several grooms, the fat man quickly got confused during the detour.

"This..." Hu Shang obviously did it on purpose. He knew that the little fat man could not be proficient in horse racing, so he asked this question.

The little fat man scratched his head and was about to point one randomly when he suddenly heard a loud shout: "This one!"

Hearing the sound, a half-year-old boy was waving at him with anxiety on his face.

The little fat man hurried over, "Which one?"

"She!" the young man pointed to a mare lying on the haystack and said anxiously: "It's her."

It's okay if you're listless and full of horse feces, but why is the back of the buttocks red and swollen, like a monkey butt? The little fat guy blinked: "You said you want to buy it?"

"Well, look at her thick hooves, big hips, smooth teeth, yellow and white fur, and her best yellow horse." The young man said to himself: "Don't look at her pulling the thin horse, if it were a slow horse, she would have been able to eat grass..."

"Su Shuang, the master hired you to feed the horses, not to let you talk nonsense!" A groom scolded rudely. The shopkeeper personally accompanied him to choose the horses, which shows that the little fat man is very much a human being. If he buys a sick horse with a large sum of money, if he loses his reputation, all the people will not escape!

Su Shuang?

This name seems... very familiar.

The little fat man smiled and said white teeth, "If I buy this horse, can you cure her?"

Su Shuang clenched his fists desperately, but gradually lowered his head weakly: "I dare not say it."

"Can you do your best?" the little fat man thought for a while.

"Of course!" Su Shuang's eyes lit up.

"So..." The little fat man scratched his head, turned his head and said, "Shopkeeper, I want this horse."

Hu Shang looked at Su Shuang, then looked at the little fat man, and nodded slowly and said, "I will have another gold medal for you."
Chapter completed!