Chapter 225 Sending a Letter
When talking about this topic, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely hot pot, followed by snacks and sweet drinks such as candied haws, roasted sweet potatoes, fried chestnuts, hot milk tea, malatang, etc.
Hotpot is limited by the lack of chili peppers, so we put it aside for now. The same goes for Malatang, which is too troublesome to cook on the spot.
Many people are selling candied haws on the street, but sweet potatoes...this thing is not available here.
Stir-frying chestnuts is not difficult, but making hot milk tea is a bit easier.
Milk tea... Sang Yu thought about this word. Speaking of milk tea, the most classic pearl milk tea is naturally indispensable.
Making your own pearl milk tea is not difficult. Just roll tapioca flour into pearls, add tea leaves and milk, and you have pearl milk tea.
However, she had been here for so long and had never seen cassava. Perhaps, like sweet potatoes and potatoes, it had not yet been introduced from across the ocean.
You don’t have to use tapioca flour to make the pearls in pearl milk tea. If you don’t have it, you can just use starch.
With nothing to do at home, why not make some sweet drinks and sell them on the street? If the bubble milk tea category is too monotonous, she can also make some rock sugar snow pear to sell as well.
Sang Yu has always been the type to do whatever he thinks of.
She first went to the Wang family and delivered the prepared low-concentration allicin. She also reminded them to pay attention to the wound's recovery and come to her immediately if there were any problems.
And the next thing to do... is sleep. It's time to go to bed after a busy day.
Whether it's pearl milk tea or rock sugar pear, she has to wait until tomorrow to buy the raw materials before she can start making them.
The next morning, Sang Yu went out with Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia.
One was to send a letter; the second was to send Liu Mao a bowl of oden to try and see if he was interested in it; the third was of course to buy some pears and starch to tinker with new things.
The three of them first went to a large market town, where they looked for a caravan heading to the southwest border.
Although there were official post stations in those days, they were only used to deliver official documents, military intelligence reports and letters from officials to their families, and the public had no right to use them.
If you want to send a letter, you either find a traveling merchant or ask an official to deliver it.
Sang Yu and her family didn't know any officials, so they could only entrust the matter to traveling merchants. Fortunately, although there were often wars in the southwest, supplies were still abundant and there were also caravans traveling back and forth.
They found a large caravan and paid a full eighty coins. The other party then wrote them a receipt for sending a letter and promised that the letter would be delivered.
Sang Yu was deeply skeptical about this, clutching the note in her hand. Could these people really be trusted? Would they really not steal something just because it was so expensive?
Upon learning of her concerns, Sang Xingjia smiled and shook his head.
"Yu'er, don't worry. These letters are just a side job. They don't take up much space and are very light. They can be considered a good income. These caravans are well-known and respectable. They won't lose their reputation for a small fortune."
Of course, if it is a remote place with nothing worth exchanging goods, and only one or two small caravans go there, then the situation is different.
Sang Yu nodded slightly, as if thinking about something.
These caravans are like transport teams loaded with goods. They have to make this trip anyway, and they help people carry letters to increase their income.
They are actually the ones who most want the letter to be delivered safely. After all, it is not easy for a person who has broken his promise to gain the trust of others again.
After the letter was sent, the next thing to do was to wait for a reply. Because his family lived outside the city and it was difficult to find them, Sang Xingjia left the address of Liu Mao's home in the letter.
When we arrived at Liu Mao's house, it was neither early nor late. Liu Mao had already carried his load to the market to set up a stall. There were only his mother and two aunts who came to help string the skewers at home.
Since the courtyard was full of female relatives, Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia stayed outside the door and let Sang Yu go in to deliver the things.
She greeted Liu as soon as she entered the room and found that Liu's complexion was obviously more rosy than the last time she saw her. It seemed that she had been in good health recently.
"Aunt, this is a new snack I made. I happened to be passing through the city today, so I'd like to give some to you and Brother Liu to try."
Sang Yu was holding a bamboo basket lined with banana leaves, which was filled with ingredients that had been skewered, cooked, and marinated. Next to it was the second-hand water bag filled with oden soup.
She was quite familiar and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and find a basin to put it in," and then went straight into the kitchen next door.
Aunt Wang, who was sitting next to Liu stringing skewers, nudged Liu, who was smiling as she watched Sang Yu go in, and asked quietly, "Is this young lady the one who came back last time? What's her relationship with your Liu Mao? They seem very close to me. Could she be able to have a drink at your Liu family's wedding someday?"
Since they were all neighbors on the same street and were talking in private, she was not so restrained and asked questions quite directly.
Mrs. Liu sighed, "She's just doing business with Mao'er, there's no other relationship. Don't spread rumors and ruin her reputation."
She had been in poor health before, and in order to take care of her, Liu Mao was unable to learn a proper skill, nor could he realize his childhood dream of becoming a soldier to defend his country.
Now he finally met a kind-hearted person like Miss Sang, who gave him a way to make a living and earn money in a legitimate way, and his health gradually improved.
As her life got better day by day, the only thing she was most worried about was Liu Mao's marriage.
She had also privately asked Liu Mao if he had any feelings for Miss Sang. If so, she could make the decision and let Liu Mao marry into the Sang family.
Unfortunately, Liu Mao told her at the time that he didn't want to talk about these love affairs between men and women now, and he and Sang Yu were just normal business partners.
Aunt Wang was bored and continued stringing the bamboo shoots in her hand, muttering softly, "Liu Mao is still not married at this age. Either he has a lover or he has a hidden illness."
Nowadays, both men and women get married and have children at a very young age. Rich families may even go through the formalities of having boys come of age and girls come of age, and then go through three matchmakers and six betrothals to formally get married.
Ordinary families are not so particular. After a girl has her first period, her parents will usually start looking for a husband for her.
There are also many men who get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen.
A man like Liu Mao, who is twenty-one and still unmarried, would be considered an older bachelor in Lingnan City, and he would probably become a widower in the future.
If she were to ask herself, Liu Mao must have had his eyes on the young lady for a long time, but he just didn't dare to say it out loud.
Sang Yu was completely unaware of the twists and turns in her mind. In her own eyes, she was still a young girl and there was no need to consider whether to get married or not.
She found a large basin in the kitchen, put all the cooked ingredients in it and divided them up, then poured in the soup. Only then did she nod with satisfaction. It looked so good.
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