Making an Iron Pan and Buying a Maid

Xu Mo has a strong execution ability.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, he immediately stood up, grabbed the parrot on his shoulder, locked the door, and left quickly.

At this moment, outside the East Market.

In a carriage.

Li Jing looked at Cheng Yaojin who was talking nonstop, and said helplessly: "Brother, is that shop really as good as you said?"

"How could it be false?" Cheng Yaojin shook his head,

"Didn't you see just now that Her Royal Highness Princess Changle also sent people to buy things?"

"I tell you, the facial mask is indeed a good thing. After I bought it back yesterday, my wife was very happy."

Li Jing nodded.

His wife has been ill recently and is not in good health. He is trying to find ways to make his wife happy. He just hopes that the mask is as mysterious as Cheng Yaojin said.

"When did you become only good at pleasing women?" Another person in the carriage spoke up and sneered.

The speaker was Yuchi Jingde, who had a deep friendship with Cheng Yaojin. There was always a lot of verbal abuse between good brothers.

Cheng Yaojin glared back: "It's much better than you not knowing how to please women."

Yuchi Jingde said lightly: "I have two wives."

"Pah, so what!" Cheng Yaojin spat.

Yuchi Jingde said lightly again: "My wife has beaten you."

Cheng Yaojin's face turned ugly.

He was really beaten.

That time when he took Yuchi Jingde to Pingkangfang(name of the city) to have wine, before they entered, they were blocked at the door of the square by one of Yuchi Jingde's wives, who used a good stick technique to beat him so hard that he cried out in pain.

It was Yuchi Jingde who was having a wine!

Why do you hit someone like me, a stranger, when you don't hit your own husband?

The two of them quarreled and started cursing in the carriage. Just when they were about to fight, the carriage slowly stopped and the coachman outside the carriage announced that they had arrived.

The three of them got off the car and the first thing they saw was the plaque of

"Datang Supermarket".

Then they lowered their heads and were stunned.

The door... was closed.

"Why is it not open?" Yuchi Jingde turned his head and looked at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin stammered and shook his head: "This... Didn't we just meet the maid of the prince? She just came back from shopping, and this store should be open."

Should is always just should.

The fact is that there is no such should.

"It can't be... He will open for an hour and then close it." Cheng Yaojin said, and his voice weakened.

Normal businessmen can't do such a thing.

Although he didn't have much contact with Xu Mo, he knew him a little bit, and always felt that... the person who could say what he said yesterday could do such a thing.

"He may have really only been open for an hour." Cheng Yaojin added.

Li Jing laughed and shook his head: "This store owner is really like brother said, he has no ambition."

"Well, let's come again tomorrow."

Yuchi Jingde nodded: "Since brother made us go for nothing, we can't come here for nothing, let's go to eat and drink, he will treat us!"

Cheng Yaojin's face suddenly became serious and frowned: "Your wife won't come to beat me again, will she?"

The implication is - your wife won't come to catch you again.

Yuchi Jingde's face changed.

This was originally his words to insult Cheng Yaojin, but now that Cheng Yaojin said it, it became a word to insult him.

He kicked over, but Cheng Yaojin dodged it nimbly.

Just as they were playing and returning to the carriage, preparing to go to Pingkangfang.

Xu Mo, who had only been open for an hour today, appeared in a blacksmith shop in the East Market.

"What would the customer like?" the blacksmith asked.

Xu Mo said, "Make me a few iron pans."

The blacksmith was stunned.

Make... iron pans?

This is really a rare request.

Stir-frying in the Tang Dynasty had not yet been fully promoted. Most families and even restaurants only used clay pots and casseroles as cooking utensils. Iron pans... were really rare.

"It's probably like this." Xu Mo took out a piece of paper from his arms with a picture of a pot on it. "There are three types in total, just make one of each."

"Can you do it?"

There were three pots, one was a wok, one was a frying pan, and the other was a flat-bottomed pot.

Especially the mandarin duck pot, Xu Mo valued it very much.

He will use it for hot pot.

The blacksmith took it and looked at it, nodded, the style was very delicate, but it was not difficult to forge: "Of course, but since the customer forged the pot, the material must be solid, the price..."

"How much?" Xu Mo was very calm.

He was a rich man now. He had more than four strings of silver in his hand.

"One pot, at least six pounds of iron, three is..."

The blacksmith counted on his fingers for a while, "That's eighteen pounds, just give me two strings of silver."

Xu Mo's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

It's really expensive!

But it was within expectations.

The price of iron in the Tang Dynasty was cheaper than that of copper, but... not much cheaper. Including labor costs, a pot cost less than 700 coins, which was a very reasonable price.

Li Lizhi was more honest in business than Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin. All the coins sent were copper coins. Xu Mo took off a string of copper coins from his waist and threw it on the table: "This string is a deposit. When can it be done?"

The blacksmith glanced at it. He had been dealing with metal since he was a child. He didn't need to check it carefully. He only needed to take a look to know that it was a high-quality copper coin.

He smiled warmly and nodded: "It's just forging a pot, a small matter, but... only the pot that is divided into two by the young man will take some effort. It will be done tomorrow."

"Then when you are done, send it to the Tang Supermarket, which is on the next road. I will give you the remaining string at that time." Xu Mo nodded. He was still very satisfied with this time.

It only takes one day, which is not long.

After buying the pot, there were still more than two guan left in his hand. Xu Mo thought about it for a while, and did not immediately go to buy vegetables for cooking hot pot, but ran to the pawnshop.

He remembered it when he saw Li Lizhi with a maid.

He had to buy someone to serve his daily life.

If he was bound by things like firewood, rice, oil and salt, how could he enjoy life?

The pawnshop was not far away, and Xu Mo arrived quickly.

As soon as he entered the door, someone came up to him: "Sir, may I ask if you are here to choose a favorite slave?"

Xu Mo nodded: "I want to buy a few maids."

"I am here to buy a maid. I wonder if you want to buy a rough maid or a personal maid?"

Xu Mo asked: "Is there any difference between the two?"

The pawnshop man smiled and nodded: "Of course."

"This rough maid is cheap, only four or five hundred wen, but she is not good-looking and not smart enough, so she is enough to do odd jobs."

"Personal maids are better, but the price... is at least one guan."

Author's note - 1 guan=770 wen