Ye Liangcheng had never been to a vegetable market in his entire life.
After the carriage came to a stop and I got off, I saw my fourth brother looking at the bustling market with his eyes shining.
He once again used his eyes to remind the two servants who had followed him to carefully protect his fourth brother, while he himself followed closely behind his fourth brother.
The market is different from the main street. There are fallen vegetable scraps on the road and livestock excrement that the cleaners haven't cleaned up yet.
Ye Liangcheng carefully avoided a dirty puddle and almost stepped on a pile of some kind of poultry excrement.
I dodged to this side and almost bumped into a fishmonger's fish basket that smelled fishy; I dodged to that side and almost stepped on a white-haired old man's cabbage.
Ye Liangcheng felt that he was somewhat embarrassed at this moment.
In contrast, the fourth brother, who was walking in front, was able to walk very leisurely. Without any prompting, it was as if he had eyes under his feet, and he could avoid stepping on things he shouldn't step on very naturally and easily.
Their attention was drawn to the vegetable and meat stalls on both sides.
Finally, the fourth brother stopped in front of a meat stall, looked at the meat carefully, pointed to the ribs and said to the stall owner, "Please cut me about six pounds of spare ribs."
The butcher, who made a good living selling meat, never expected such a young nobleman to visit his stall. When he first saw him, he thought some rich young master had wandered over here out of boredom.
Therefore, after a moment of surprise, he immediately grabbed a sharp knife. Even though the knife was already very sharp, he still habitually rubbed it back and forth on the whetstone a few times before aiming it at the half-slice of pork, ready to make his cut.
"Wait, I said it has to be the middle row, this is the position, only those in this position are eligible." Tianxuan's voice was somewhat displeased.
This is clearly someone trying to fool themselves by looking at their own outfit and not understanding these things.
Upon hearing their young master's inappropriate tone, the two servants immediately glared at the stall owner.
The stall owner reluctantly moved his knife, placed it where Tianxuan had just measured, and cut into it. He quickly took it off, weighed it, tied it with hemp rope, and handed it over: "Six catties and two taels, that's quite a lot. I'll just charge you for six catties, young master."
One servant immediately reached into his purse for silver to pay for the meat, while another reached out to take the meat from the stall owner's hand.
But Tianxuan snatched it away. The servant was about to say, "Fourth Young Master, let me take it," when he saw the Fourth Young Master weigh the meat in his hand up and down a few times, and ask the stall owner with a stern face, "Say it again, how much does this piece of meat weigh?"
Huh? The stall owner's face showed a momentary panic, but he quickly dismissed it. How could a young master like this know he was shortchanging him just by picking up the item? He was clearly just showing off and trying to cheat him.
"Young master, I'll say it again, it's exactly six jin and two liang. If you don't believe me, you can go to his house and weigh it yourself," the stall owner said to Tianxuan, pointing to the scale at the vegetable stall next door.
Upon hearing this, the vegetable vendor turned away with a flicker in his eyes, regretting his actions deeply. It wasn't that his name was false or inaccurate, but rather that he knew the meat vendor was not someone to be trifled with, and he dared not offend him.
If this young master really asks him to help weigh the meat, then he will have no choice but to lie and report the weight as the butcher said.
However, this well-dressed young nobleman is even more dangerous to offend. What if he has connections in the manor when he returns? If he comes back to cause trouble for the butcher, will he let go of the person who helped deceive him?
What a disaster! Why did I get up so late today? There were no good seats left, so I had no choice but to sit next to this meat stall, and then this happened.
The vegetable stall owner secretly vowed to himself that he would go to bed after dinner tonight, and would also tell his wife to wake him up before dawn tomorrow morning. Why? To reserve his spot.
It's not necessary to occupy a spot with high foot traffic, just make sure you're not next to those unapproachable butchers.
What to do now? Under everyone's watchful eyes, even if I wanted to break the scale, I wouldn't have the chance!
"I don't need anyone else's scale; my own hand is the most accurate scale. The piece of meat you cut for me weighs at most five jin and three liang, but you said it weighs six jin and two liang, a difference of nine liang. Is this how you do business?" Tianxuan said coldly.
"What, you?" The butcher looked at Tianxuan as if he had seen a ghost when he heard the weight Tianxuan had just mentioned. How could that be?
There are people who frequently buy and sell things, and they can roughly tell the weight just by holding it in their hands. But that's definitely not a boy that young. This young master is obviously a nobleman, so he couldn't do that. Moreover, his estimate was accurate to the last ounce!
"Fourth brother, why are you arguing with him? Ah Xu, go find the person in charge of this market and tell him to come over. I want to ask him in person if anyone is cheating on the weight here." Ye Liangcheng, equally shocked, suppressed his anger and ordered his servant.
The butcher didn't take it seriously. So what if they called him over? He was a relative, after all. Would he side with an outsider?
Soon, a servant arrived with a tall, thin man. Upon seeing Ye Liangcheng's face, the man froze, then berated the butcher: "Tang Laowu, if your eyesight is bad, find someone else to sell meat! Can't you see the markings on the scale? You've misjudged the weight. Can you explain that? Don't you want to do business anymore?"
Upon hearing this, and seeing his relative winking at him, Tang Laowu immediately realized that he had offended someone he shouldn't have. He quickly softened his tone and bowed to Tianxuan, apologizing profusely: "Young master, perhaps I really did misread the weight. Here, I won't charge you a penny for this meat, you can take it."
Tianxuan was too lazy to argue with him anymore. She thought she would teach this unscrupulous merchant a lesson when she had time. She turned around and handed the meat in her hand to the servant carrying the basket on his back. At the same time, she said to the servant holding the purse, "Give it to him at the price."
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