Chapter 714 West Market

Gu Ye thought for a while and asked, "Brother Chen, there are many rare items from other countries in your Yinzhen Pavilion. Do the caravans under your command also go to Southeast Asia and the West?"

"Of course! Although there are some risks in trading at sea, the profits are often hundreds of times or more. However, don't worry. Our ships are the most advanced in the country of Yan, and even in the whole world. The navy also purchases ships from us. In addition, the Hidden Soul Hall has also opened up the business of escorting, protecting small maritime merchants from harassment by pirates..."

Ling Juechen was dressed early by her, and he was an excellent engineering man in his previous life. How could he not use his golden fingers to seek greater benefits for himself? Gu Ye estimated that the richest place in the world was not the imperial treasury, but Brother Chen's private treasury. I don't know if Brother Chen's silver will be left with mold...

Ling Juechen sensed the little girl's thoughts from her bright eyes, scratched the tip of the little girl's nose lightly, and said with a smile, "Wait for you to marry me. All mine is yours, and yours is yours. You Just keep tossing about your medical research, and don't worry about money and common things!"

Gu Ye smiled and said, "Why do I feel like I'm holding a thick thigh?"

Speaking of which, Gu Ye has a pharmaceutical factory and a daily chemical factory, and there is no shortage of silver flowers. However, she came late, and her foundation was much shallower than that of Ling Juechen. The Jingcheng Pharmaceutical Factory was just on the right track, and all the money it earned before went into these two factories. After careful calculation, she really didn't have much money in her hands. How could it compare to Ling Juechen's more than ten years of accumulation?

Ling Juechen kissed the top of the little girl's hair and said with a smile, "You don't need to hold me, Brother Chen will automatically send his thighs to you!"

Before they knew it, the two of them had already arrived at the West City. Entering the Fangmen of the West City, you can see some dark-skinned Southeast Asian businessmen dressed in different clothes from Middle Earth, as well as some men and women wearing kimonos and hanboks, coming and going on the streets. Occasionally, I can meet blond, blue-eyed white people who come from afar.

"Hello!" "Khao sigh wow", "Aniya Seyo", "Sawadika"... Gu Ye showed off his lame greetings at those people.

Ling Juechen resisted the urge to cover his face, reminding him from time to time: "That person is from Eastern Europe and doesn't understand English." "Although that person came from Southeast Asia, he is not necessarily from Thailand." "You are sure that the one from Ryukyu came over. , can I understand your greeting?"

Gu Ye smiled and said, "What does it matter if you don't understand? Do you think I've embarrassed you?"

"How could it be? You are so cute, didn't you see those crooked nuts, did you all smile politely at you?" Ling Juechen pinched the little girl's face.

The so-called peace and prosperity. Those foreign businessmen are all knowledgeable, not to mention that the BMW under Ling Juechen's crotch is worth thousands of dollars, just talking about the clothes and temperament of the two, it is impossible to look for bad luck.

There are four north-south, east-west streets in the West City, which divide the West City into nine areas. There are shops on all sides in the area facing the street. At this time, there are still two hours before the closing time. People come and go in the streets and shops, and business is booming.

"Your subordinate named Gangzi said that there is an old man in the West City who made the cakes that taste good. I don't know which one it is?" Gu Ye rubbed his belly, feeling a little hungry!

Ling Juechen took the little girl for a few turns and stopped at the entrance of an alley. Gu Ye saw an old man from Xinjiang, with a goatee and a Hui hat, making cakes with quick hands and feet. Beside him, a 12- or 13-year-old girl took the cake and collected money.

"It turns out that hu cakes are naan! Would you like to add kebabs?" Gu Ye was a little disappointed.

The little girl heard it and said with a smile, "Our family's hu cakes are filled with goat's milk, ghee, eggs, sugar... There are also a lot of sesame seeds, and they are the most crispy. Guests who come from afar can come and try it! "

Most of Shengjing's locals speak dialects. Like Gu Ye and Ling Juechen, those who spoke Mandarin were usually foreign guests or officials of the imperial court. The little girl looked at Gu Ye's expression and was curious about everything in the West Market, so she guessed that she was a new visitor to Shengjing.

Gu Ye was carried off the horse by Ling Juechen, took a hu pie from the little girl's hand, opened her small round mouth, and whispered, "Oh my God! What a big pie, bigger than my face!"

The little girl dressed as Uyghur laughed, "Puchi": "The girl has a slap in the face, this cake is twice as big as your face. Our cake is durable, it is best to take it with you when you travel far. dry food."

Gu Ye was holding the huge cake, feeling that it was hard to swallow. Ling Juechen paid the copper plate, took the cake, broke it open, and handed her the thinnest and crispiest part in the middle.

Gu Ye ate in small bites. The old man who made the cake saw it and said with a smile, "Girl, your elder brother is quite fond of your sister! The essence of the cake is in the middle part!"

The cakes were crispy and delicious, Gu Ye ate them fresh, and ate two more bites. Hearing this, she shook her head and said, "He is not my brother. He is my appointed husband!"

Shengjing's folk customs are more open than Dongling. When she said this, her attitude was frank and generous, and the people who lined up to buy cakes gave her a knowing smile. The old man who sold the cakes laughed so hard that he squeezed out more lines around his eyes: "Girl has a good eye. Your fiancé looks like something out of the pool!"

"Of course! He is a famous God of War!" Gu Ye took two more bites, feeling a little dry, and stuffed the remaining corner of the cake into Ling Juechen's mouth, turning on the show-off mode.

A customer who was queuing up to sell cake kindly reminded her: "Girl, the word "God of War" must not be casually used in Beijing's mouth. That cold-faced King Ning is not easy to get along with!"

Gu Ye smiled and said: "If I say, my future husband is King Ning Lengmian. Do you believe it?"

Gu Ye giggled, patted Ling Juechen's chest, and sighed: "Look at what you, King Ning, do, no one will believe your public identity! What a failure!"

After Ling Juechen finished eating the little girl's leftover cake, he led the little girl to another place, and said nonchalantly, "This cake is too dry. Let's go, Brother Chen will take you to eat 'meatballs and spicy soup'. "

The "Luoji Meatball Hu Spicy Soup" in the western city is famous throughout the capital. When Gu Ye sat in the humble little restaurant, he found that although it was not a meal, it was full of people.

The atmospheric and strong meatballs, with potato cubes, cauliflower, carrots, and fungus, are full of satisfaction when eating. The soup is an old soup made from beef and mutton bones. It is fresh and thick, plus a spoonful of red and bright chili oil... Gu Ye was sweating all over after eating, and he couldn't tell how comfortable it was.

Ling Juechen saw that the little girl had put a lot of chili peppers. After she took a few sips, she brought it over and ate it herself. Gu Ye complained, "Brother Chen wants to drink, just order another bowl. Why are you robbing me?"

"There will be delicious mutton steamed buns later, you are full now, and you can only look at dry eyes for a while!" The little girl has a delicate stomach, Ling Juechen was afraid that she would eat too much spicy Hu spicy soup, Stomach upset later.

"Okay!" Gu Ye opened his mouth to take the meatballs sent by brother Chen, chewed it carefully, and said in his mouth, "I feel that this Shengjing is similar to Xi'an in the previous life. Even the types of food are similar."

"Have you been to Xi'an in your previous life?" Ling Juechen finished the Hu spicy soup in a few sips, paid the bill, held the little girl's hand, and walked around the western city.

Gu Ye gave him a white look and said, "Can't you see it in books and TV shows if you haven't been there? If nothing else, isn't this mutton steamed bun a typical Xi'an delicacy? Isn't Su Shi just writing it? Have you ever read the verse of 'Long Cuisine has Xiong La, Qin cooks only Yokan'?"

Ling Juechen nodded slightly and praised the little girl solemnly: "I didn't expect the little dark night, who was studying medicine, to be proficient in poetry and read poetry and books. I admire it!"

Gu Ye wrinkled his nose and said, "I'm too lazy to remember other people's poems. This Su Dongpo is a gourmet who created 'Dongpo pork', 'Dongpo elbow' and 'Dongpo tofu'. Girls can remember it firmly!"

Ling Juechen looked at her dotingly, she was indeed a snack! Unfortunately, the previous life conditions do not allow it. In this life, he will definitely try his best to satisfy her picky appetite.

While speaking, Gu Ye smelled a strong fragrance and followed it away. In a huge iron pot, snow-white mutton soup was churning in it, and mutton bones and mutton were churning in it from time to time.

Like a puppy, Gu Ye twitched his nose slightly, and pointed at the signboard with a smile on his face: "Xiongji Sheep Soup! Brother Chen, isn't this the mutton steamed bun you're talking about?"

"You, you really have a sensitive nose!" Ling Juechen dragged the little girl into the store, sat down on a wooden table inside, and raised her voice to the runner, "Little Er, two bowls of sheep soup. , two biscuits! The chili is served separately!"

There are many customers in the store, and they are so busy that their feet are not touching the ground. Ling Juechen and Gu Ye's lamb soup and cakes came after a long wait. If Gu Ye didn't have Hu cake and Hu spicy soup in front of him, he would definitely wait impatiently.

The people who came to the store to drink the mutton soup included people from the capital and businessmen from the western city. Businessmen are busy, and there are many people who have time to eat in the second half.

After the mutton soup and pancakes came up. Ling Juechen helped Gu Ye, break the cake into small pieces and put it in a small bowl, take out a few pieces of mutton, pour over the mutton soup, add some chopped green onion, and push it to Gu Ye again.

Gu Ye picked out all the chopped green onions critically, and while Ling Juechen shook his head helplessly, he ate the mutton steamed buns in small bites. This family's mutton steamed buns are a surprise to cook. The ingredients are rich in flavor, mellow and rotten, and the soup is thick, fat but not greasy.

Unconsciously, a small bowl of mutton soup was eaten by Gu Ye. After eating, I drank a small bowl of broth, and I felt the aftertaste was full of flavor and had a long aftertaste. Gu Ye gave a delicate burp: "As expected, it is a famous snack with a long history, it's delicious!"