The two arrived at a crowded place, first spread some lotus leaves on the ground, then opened the pickle jar and put some pickles in a bowl.

A distinctive fragrance then wafted through the air, immediately attracting the attention of passersby.

After a full night of fermentation, the kimchi has a richer aroma and should taste even better.

"What is this? It smells so good." People started looking around.

"Pickled vegetables, freshly made using a unique process, low price, high-end enjoyment, allowing you to experience a different flavor."

Don't miss out, everyone! Come and take a look, free samples available.

Zhao Xian's shouts attracted some onlookers, who quickly surrounded him.

Zhao Xiaoshan stared blankly at Zhao Xian, who was still shouting, completely bewildered. Was this still his scholar brother?

"What kind of dish is this? Why does it smell like wine?"

"Is it really possible to sample it for free? It smells delicious, so it must taste amazing."

"I don't have any money with me, can I still try it?"

The people around started talking all at once.

"This is kimchi. In the past, only emperors could afford to eat it, but now it has spread to the common people. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another chance to buy it," Zhao Xian shouted again.

Some people were already drooling. Seeing that the food was almost ready, Zhao Xian picked up a pair of chopsticks and began to distribute the kimchi to the people present.

Everyone opened their palms, took the kimchi that Zhao Xian handed them, smelled it first, looked at it carefully, and then carefully put it into their mouths.

"Delicious, crisp and fresh, so delicious! How much is this kimchi?"

"It was originally eighteen coins a bowl, but today is the first time we're selling it, so we're offering it at a discounted price of ten coins a bowl, which is even cheaper than brown rice."

Ten coins a bowl should be very cheap, but it's a time of food shortage, and many families can't even afford brown rice, so naturally they can't afford kimchi.

However, there were a few people who were not short of money. They had already tasted kimchi and liked its unique flavor, so they started to spend money to buy it.

Zhao Xiaoshan quickly filled a bowl with kimchi and then wrapped it in a lotus leaf.

In this way, one bowl for you and one bowl for me, we quickly sold more than twenty bowls, and one person bought five bowls of kimchi.

There were only a few bowls left in the jar, and a few people were standing nearby, considering whether to buy a bowl to take home for their families to try.

Seeing that it was about time, Zhao Xian went to the market to sell the kimchi in small quantities to test the market's acceptance of it, and it seemed to work well.

He also wanted to keep some kimchi to promote in restaurants and hotels; that was his main purpose for coming today.

Zhao Xian told Zhao Xiaoshan to pack his things and leave. Zhao Xiaoshan was a little confused. There were still a few bowls left to sell. Why was his brother leaving?

He didn't dare ask any more questions, and hurriedly packed his things to leave with Zhao Xian.

"Xiaoshan, are you hungry? Let me take you to eat mutton noodles."

"Brother, I'm not hungry." Zhao Xiaoshan was excited after making more than two hundred coins.

"Brother, why are we leaving some kimchi unsold?" Zhao Xiaoshan finally voiced his question. If they sold it a little longer, all the kimchi would be sold out.

"Who said we're not selling? I'll show you right now."

Zhao Xiaoshan, not understanding what was going on, could only follow behind Zhao Xian.

The two arrived at a mutton noodle restaurant in town, and the waiter immediately came to greet them.

He needed to discuss business today, so he wore a long gown and looked very refined.

Seeing his attire, the waiter knew he was a scholar, and the person following behind him carrying something was probably his attendant.

"Sirs, please come upstairs." The waiter then led the two upstairs.

Upstairs are elegant seating areas, with exquisite decorations. Ordinary people would only eat mutton offal noodles on the first floor. The mutton offal noodles tasted quite good, and you could get a big bowl for just ten coins. Rich people didn't eat mutton offal noodles.

After Zhao Xian sat down, the waiter asked:

"What would you like, sir?"

"Two bowls of mutton noodles, large portions," Zhao Xian said casually.

"A large bowl of mutton noodles costs thirty coins, and two bowls cost sixty coins."

When Zhao Xiaoshan heard that a bowl cost thirty coins, he trembled with fright and quickly said:

"Brother, I'll just have a bowl of mutton offal noodles."

In Zhao Xiaoshan's view, eating a bowl of mutton offal noodles was already a great luxury.

Xiao Er didn't leave; he wanted to wait for Zhao Xian to make a final decision.

"Xiaoshan, it's rare for you to come to town, so let's have mutton noodles."

After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he looked at the waiter again.

"Go and serve it quickly, and bring some pickled vegetables with it."

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir." After saying that, the waiter went downstairs with a thud.

Zhao Xiaoshan's heart was bleeding. He had finally earned more than two hundred coins, and sixty of them were spent on two bowls of noodles. He couldn't understand what this scholar was thinking.

There were also quite a few people eating noodles on the second floor. They were all in good financial condition and didn't have to worry about lacking food or clothing.

Soon the waiter brought over two bowls of mutton noodles and a small dish of pickled vegetables.

"Esteemed guests, the noodles are served. The total is sixty coins."

Zhao Xian nodded, took out sixty coins from his pocket and handed them to the waiter, who then left after receiving the money.

Zhao Xiaoshan felt a pang of heartache as he watched the sixty copper coins disappear into the waiter's hands in the blink of an eye.

When he saw the bowl of mutton noodles, his mouth watered involuntarily.

"Xiaoshan, eat quickly, it tastes best when it's hot."

Zhao Xiaoshan nodded. The money was already spent, so there was no use in feeling bad. He had never eaten such good noodles before, and he was determined to try them this time.

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the noodles in large mouthfuls.

Zhao Xian picked up the small dish of pickled vegetables and examined it carefully.

The pickled vegetables were dark in color and didn't seem much different from the pickled vegetables that modern people eat. I wonder what they taste like.

He picked up some with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It still tasted a bit bitter, but he could barely swallow it. It must have been pickled with coarse salt, which was much better than the radishes pickled with brine at home.

"Xiaoshan, put a bowl of kimchi on the table," Zhao Xian instructed.

Such delicious mutton noodles don't need any side dishes, but my brother still wants kimchi.

He quickly took a bowl of pickled vegetables from the jar and placed it on the table.

A rich aroma wafted through the second floor, giving some diners a strange feeling.

"Brother, can you smell a sweet and mellow aroma?"

"I can definitely smell it. Could it be that the noodle shop has launched some new signature dish?" Several well-dressed young people began to look around.

“Xiaoshan, at home, Mom wouldn’t let us eat kimchi, but now we can eat it, and we can even earn money after we finish eating it.”

"Really?" Although Zhao Xiaoshan was puzzled, he still believed what his brother said.

He only ate a little bit of kimchi yesterday, and his mother wouldn't let him eat any more. Now he can have a proper taste.

He picked up some kimchi and put it in his mouth, and immediately had a different feeling. He felt that the kimchi he was eating now tasted better than yesterday's.