Chapter 527 Gray Water Zongzi and Bamboo Tube Zongzi (Please vote and subscribe)

Niu Wei did not call all his men, there were a hundred of them, and they came out in groups. Those who didn't know would think they wanted to cause trouble, so he only brought a few men who had been following him just now, and a clerk who had been responsible for translating for them these days, who now became their credentials and guides for entering and leaving the city, and also the teacher who taught Niu Wei to speak Chinese.

The market is not in the city, but on the streets between several Fangshi. Liuyang County currently has six earthen cities, that is, six Fangshi. The original layout was built according to the scale of the capital, so a large number of gaps were left between each earthen city for paving streets in the future.

These reserved streets are basically one hundred meters wide, in order to leave lanes, green belts, sidewalks, and even the two sides of the main street for the construction of shops, inns and restaurants, but now there are only empty dirt roads and weeds, and stalls with various goods.

Some people spread a straw mat on the ground, on which they placed their own woven straw shoes or linen shoes made from old clothes.

This is a kind of cloth shoe that is very popular in the Han tribe. The style is the most common old Beijing black cloth shoes. The style was invented by Luo Chong, and Xiaodie taught many women to make it.

If someone's clothes are worn out, sometimes they will patch them up and continue to wear them. If they are really torn, they will cut off the usable parts and make linen shoes to wear for a while.

"My lord, what are these shoes made of? This material doesn't seem to be animal skin?" Niu Wei asked curiously to the clerk who was translating for him.

"It's linen, made from torn clothes. Every household usually makes some. After the Han tribe issued coins this year, some people went to the residents to collect finished shoes and torn clothes to make their own shoes in order to make money. They then sold them at the market, mainly to foreigners who came to work or to those who had just joined the Han tribe and didn't have any cloth."

"So that's how it is. Torn clothes can still be used to make shoes. It doesn't waste materials. It's really a good thing."

"Of course, these linen shoes not only save materials, but also are made of old clothes and are more comfortable to wear. You have never worn linen, so you don't know that newly woven linen is relatively hard. It takes several months of wearing and washing to be soft and comfortable to wear.

So new clothes look good, but they are not as comfortable and considerate as old clothes. These cloth shoes are the same. Although they are made of rags, they don't hurt the feet at all. Our family wears this kind."

The clerk was not vague and introduced them to Niu Wei in a torrent of words. The leader explained that the cloth could be sold to the Xin tribe, and the more it sold, the better. This is a big income. When grain cannot be exported, cloth is the largest livelihood product. No one can live without clothes.

"Are these cloth shoes so good? Then I want to buy a few pairs, but what should we do if we don't have the money of the Han tribe?" Niu Wei asked again.

"The county magistrate has already said that your expenses will be paid with your horses. If you want to buy, I will pay for it for you and put it on your account when you come back." The clerk said happily. He didn't feel bad at all since it wasn't his money.

"This"

Niu Wei was in a dilemma. He had to pay with horses again. If all the horses were gone, how could they go back? What would they eat in the Han tribe? They might have to stay for a long time. Thinking of this, he asked another question.

"Then, sir, can we also sell some things here for money, or let my men find some work here, that is, work and earn some money?"

"Sure, the county magistrate said that selling things and working are both fine, but you are not allowed to run around, you can't go hunting in the surrounding mountains, and you can't chop wood. In short, just don't walk around. If you have things you brought, you can also sell them here, but you can't force people to buy you things."

"Really, that's great, then I will arrange some men to start working tomorrow, and I will trouble you to help find them a job. For today, just put it in the account first. Please buy a pair of cloth shoes for each of us."

Niuwei said happily. Although this sounds very miserable, it is at least an income. Otherwise, who knows how long they will stay with more than 200 horses.

The clerk nodded and talked to the shoe vendor. The vendor took out a ruler made of yellow bamboo board, measured the length of Niuwei's feet, and picked out shoes of corresponding size for them. Finally, the clerk paid.

Niuwei and his friends put on new shoes on the spot. They felt light and fluttery when walking. The shoes were really comfortable to wear. The soles were thick but soft, and they didn't hurt their feet when walking. The uppers made of linen were comfortable and breathable. Although it was summer, they still didn't feel hot.

Then they continued to stroll around the market. It was already mid-morning, and the sweet poles were sold out long ago. The thing was too popular. Basically, they would be sold out in less than half an hour after landing in the morning.

But now there are many good things, some sell novel snacks, some sell tables, chairs and benches, brooms woven from bamboo strips, brooms woven from sorghum stalks, various baskets, boxes, buckets, shoulder poles, hand-held wheelbarrows, bamboo mats, straw mats, everything.

It's just that Niu Wei and his friends can't use these things, so they didn't buy them, but he still asked the clerk to introduce them to him one by one, which satisfied their curiosity.

The group talked and walked, and walked until lunchtime, just in time to come to the snack street. Smelling the fragrance of various foods around, Niu Wei and others couldn't walk anymore.

"Sir, what is this? It looks so strange, is this also edible?"

"Yes, this is what our leader has come up with recently. I heard that a new sticky tribe has joined Hanyang County in the west, and this thing is made of the glutinous rice they brought.

This triangular thing wrapped in reed leaves is called ash water rice dumpling. It is made by burning straw into ash, adding water and filtering it, then soaking glutinous rice, and then wrapping it with leaves and cooking it. After it is cooked, soak it in cold water. It is very refreshing to eat in summer, and the taste is particularly tight and it can also fill you up. These are all made of grain.

This kind is cheaper, and there is also this one, which is a bamboo tube rice dumpling, also made of glutinous rice, but you don’t need to wrap it with leaves. Just put the rice in the bamboo tube and cook it. You can also take out the whole long strip of rice dumpling and drizzle some honey on it. The taste is so delicious, but the price is also relatively expensive. This bamboo tube rice dumpling can buy three ash water rice dumplings."

The clerk seemed to be a foodie as well. He knew all the different kinds of food here like the back of his hand. At this moment, he was standing in front of the rice dumpling stall with Niu Wei and the others, drooling as he introduced them.

Niuwei could see that he was greedy. Not to mention the clerk, even he himself was a little greedy when he saw the strange-shaped food.

"Since the lord said that this zongzi is so delicious, let's each have one, just one of the same, the lord will also have a share, and we will put it on our account when we come back." Niuwei said generously.

"Eh? How can I have the nerve to eat your food?"

"Sir, it's okay, we don't need it."

"Okay, okay, seeing that you are so enthusiastic, I won't refuse. It's all your kindness. You came all the way to the Han tribe. As the host, I naturally can't let you down.

This little brother, give us each a gray water zongzi and a bamboo tube zongzi, put more honey, and you can't lose your money."

The clerk half-heartedly declined, as if he was afraid that Niuwei would regret it, and hurriedly asked the vendor to bring them zongzi.

Niuwei stood by with a confused look on his face. Before he finished his polite words, the other party had already eaten.

With so many customers coming at once, the vendor selling zongzi was very happy. He took out the ash water zongzi for them, and took out seven bamboo tubes, untied the ropes tied on them, and poked a bamboo stick into the small hole at the bottom of the bamboo tube, then broke the bamboo tube to both sides, and the whole white bamboo tube zongzi came out. Finally, he took the bamboo stick and dipped the zongzi into a bamboo tube filled with honey, and then handed it to them one by one.

Ah, seeing such an interesting way of making it, and the white glutinous rice, drizzled with golden honey, Niuwei couldn't wait and took a bite.

Mmm - it smells so good, so fragrant and sweet.

＾＾Delicious

(End of this chapter)