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Lanxi Street.

Li Xiao and a few people went to the grain shop first. The New Year was approaching, and there was still a lot of grain in the shop, including corn, millet, rice, rice, sorghum, soybeans and wheat, and the prices were directly marked.

"Buy millet."

Doghead military advisor Yang Dayan suggested that millet is also called corn, and it is also called small yellow rice.

The price of corn is cheap, only 2.5 cents a bucket of millet, and only 25 cents can be bought for one stone. Small yellow rice can be eaten directly by steaming rice or grinding it into yellow rice flour.

Compared to eleven pennies per dou of japonica rice, it is much cheaper.

"It's good to cook some millet porridge and steam some millet cakes." Li Xiao also nodded. There must be twenty or thirty people in the village, and nine more people came, and there were more than thirty people at once, and they ate a lot every day.

"Shopkeeper, buy a little yellow rice."

When Huang Chengcheng took out the copper coins, the grain shop owner was already very polite.

I'm also a big customer when I buy one stone of corn at a time.

He quickly called the guy to take the rice, and Guo Biao stared at the guy, and his eyes made people feel a little scared.

"Boy, don't give me a little bit of money."

"What did this customer say? Our shop has always been operating honestly and can never deceive customers. If it is short, we will compensate ten times more."

Yang Dayan reached out and picked up a handful of small yellow rice and looked at the quality of the millet carefully.

All millets have been removed from shells, so they save it from processing and grinding after they are returned.

"This stone millet can be eaten for ten days and half a month." Yang Da's eyes were counting carefully.

Li Xiao shook his head. Normally, an adult needs at least two liters of rice a day. After all, the labor force in this era is large and there is a lack of side-to-side oil and water. Even in winter, one person can eat only one liter a day, and those forty people will have to eat four dou of rice a day, and one stone of millet can be eaten for two and a half days.

It takes ten and a half days to eat grain for two or a half days, so it has to be compressed and compressed. I guess I can only eat millet porridge and add some wild vegetables.

"We'll buy it tomorrow." Li Xiao said.

He asked the shopkeeper to buy some sorghum, beans and bran, which were used to feed the horses and mules they brought back. Horses and mules are both means of transportation and can be used for farming. It can be said that it is still very important and needs to be fed.

Sorghum and soybeans are relatively cheap, and the shopkeeper is easy to talk to, so he gave a discounted price.

I spent 300 cents to buy a stone of millet, plus some sorghum beans, and the bran was directly provided.

"Let's go!" The shopkeeper sent him out with a smile on his face.

"Go and buy some vegetables!"

He still had silk coins worth 1,700 yuan in his hand, but Li Xiao had no intention of going back.

The people in the family probably haven’t eaten enough this winter, so they must have a full meal today. This meal is also their first meal when they arrive at Lanqiao, and they will live here in the future.

He believed that life would definitely get better and better in the future.

Guo Biao sniffed his nose and took Li Xiao and the others to the pork slaying stall. He used to be a pig slaying man, and was extremely familiar with this business. Looking at the black pig on the chopping board, he shook his head and thought he was too thin.

"It's fatty. The pork in this winter is fatty and it's not delicious."

The pig is a black pig and has some flowers. It is not the big white pig from later generations. It is indeed not very fat. It looks thinner like a wild boar.

There is even a smell of scent from afar. This is different from the mutton smell, it is scent.

It is precisely because of this slut that the people in the Tang Dynasty were generally unwilling to eat pork. They mainly ate mutton, and pork was sold relatively cheaply, and it was eaten by the lower class people. But even the lower class people were not everyone who could eat pork.

After all, a pound of pork costs five cents, at this price, you can buy two dou of millet.

Rich people are unwilling to eat, but poor people cannot afford it. Pork is in a very embarrassing position in this era, just like dog meat cannot be placed on the table, and pork is the same.

Those who buy pork are more of the peddlers and some wealthier farmers and small landlords.

"Five cents per pound? It's too expensive. I see that you still have half of the left one and can't sell it. Give us a little cheaper, so let's buy more." Guo Biao bargained the price very bluntly.

"Brother, this business is difficult to do. There is no profit in small business transactions. No matter how cheap I am, I can only drink the northwest wind." The butcher who killed the pig cried.

Li Xiao felt that 5 cents a pound of pork was not expensive. After all, those people at home also needed to replenish them. They couldn't afford to eat mutton, so they had to eat some pork, but they couldn't do it without oil and water.

However, when he saw Guo Biao's skillful bargaining, he didn't interrupt.

"Let's do this, five cents per pound, cut us ten kilograms of waist square, and you must be the fattest piece of waist square. Another recipe, give us all the pig blood, large intestine, pig liver and lungs."

The butcher looked at the pigs placed in the wooden barrel. They basically couldn't buy these things. They were mostly given when selling meat. Sometimes the remaining ones were taken home to eat them. Although they were not delicious, they were better than eating them without them.

Those who slaughter pigs have long, big and round waists, most of them are fat because of eating these people.

"It's okay to give you a little." When the butcher heard that he wanted to buy ten kilograms, he was easy to talk.

Li Xiao said at this time, "Sell the pig's head to us for ten cents."

Pig heads have no meat, they are all bones, and they are not easy to deal with. However, for Li Xiao, the pig heads can actually be made into delicious food after they are processed.

Pig head meat is very delicious, pig face, pig nose, pig ears, pig mouth strips are all good things.

"Ten cents is too cheap, fifteen cents?" The butcher increased the price.

"Just ten words." Li Xiao said calmly.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." The butcher gritted his teeth and said straightforwardly.

Ten kilograms of fatty meat in waist, plus a big pig's head, and pig's blood, intestines, a pair of pig's liver and pig's lungs. It only cost 60 cents in total, which is very affordable.

The butcher skillfully laid the meat with straw and handed it over.

The sixty-month copper coins were handed over, and the butcher counted them back and forth several times with his greasy fingers, and even carefully looked at the style of each to prevent fake money.

After coming out of the pork stall, Li Xiao took people to the grocery store to buy salt.

The quality of salt is very average, with large particles and very black. Put it in your mouth and it is salty and bitter. But this kind of salt costs 11 cents per liter, and the price is basically sold at ten times the price of rice. Li Xiao had to sigh that selling salt is really profitable.

No wonder the Tang court would impose high salt tax after the collapse of the mid-Tang rent-and-mortal regime. Now the court does not impose salt tax, and ordinary people cannot afford salt. This is a huge burden after the salt tax is imposed.

Originally, Li Xiao wanted to buy some soy sauce, spices and other seasonings, but either the price was not what he could buy now, or there was no such thing as here. The extremely ordinary pepper in later generations is now a rare thing equivalent to gold.

"Go home!"
Chapter completed!