Mind reading, the emperor saw my fist hard

The court was arguing over Xu Jinyu.

Only then did Xu Jinyu get up with great interest.

"Yesterday was a mistake!"

"No one should come to cause trouble today, and I will definitely be able to sell the secret recipe."

Xu Jinyu was full of confidence.

Holding a roujiamo in his hand, he walked slowly towards Zhuque Street.

As for road construction, Wei An said that he could handle it alone, and Xu Jinyu's current task was to make money.

Make a lot of money.

Nanny He could only watch helplessly. There was nothing she could do as the princess didn't like riding in a carriage because she found the ride too bumpy.

The Imperial Guards and Internal Guards behind also struggled to keep up.

The princess's safety cannot be relaxed.

As soon as he entered Zhuque Street, Xu Jinyu saw a group of people in tattered clothes running forward.

There was no conversation, they just exchanged glances while running.

It's obvious that they are doing something confidential.

Then the second group.

The third group.

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What happened on Zhuque Street?

Xu Jinyu also followed these people secretly.

The guards behind quickened their pace and ran forward to eliminate unsafe factors.

Xu Jinyu followed and arrived at a familiar place.

A shop that sells its own secret recipes - Qianji Pavilion.

There were a lot of people surrounding Qianji Pavilion, and the smell of gunpowder was too strong when these people met each other.

"Didn't you say not to spread the news? Why did your wife bring people from her family here?"

"There's nothing I can do!" The person being questioned showed a sad smile on his face.

"Several of my uncles have not yet found wives. If they don't find a way, they will remain single."

As soon as he finished speaking, a skinny man squeezed into the crowd and patted the man who had asked the question on the shoulder: "Niu Wa! Uncle is here. This is the store you mentioned, right?"

"Why did you call your uncle here?"

The skinny man didn't notice the tension between the two, and said happily: "Not only am I here, I also notified your four aunts, three great aunts, and..."

"Forget it. Life is hard. If there is really a secret recipe, everyone should buy it!"

The person who had just questioned him slumped his shoulders and said nothing more.

There was also a simple-minded young man standing in the middle of the crowd with pride: "I notified my aunt, my aunt, my grandmother, my uncle, my uncle..."

An old man patted the young man's forehead with satisfaction and said, "Well done, second brother. Of course, such a good thing should be notified to the whole family."

"Yes! Well done."

A large group of young men next to the silly young man praised him in unison: "Well done!"

The onlookers looked at the group of young men and dared not say anything.

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Similar conversations were heard throughout Qianji Pavilion.

What was originally a secret of a village turned into a carnival in that area.

Everyone was looking at this shop called Qianji Pavilion, hoping that this shop really had the secret recipes that Lao Hei mentioned.

In his eyes is the hope for better days.

"Open the door for business!"

After realizing that those sneaky people were here to buy the secret recipe, Xu Jinyu slipped into the store from the back door and enthusiastically asked everyone to open the door.

As soon as the shop door opened, people outside rushed in.

The butcher, relying on his sturdy body, squeezed in first and shouted at the young lady in the store: "Shopkeeper! Do you have a secret recipe to make pork taste better?"

"have!"

"I'll buy it!"

The butcher slammed a tael of silver on the counter in a heroic manner, looking down on everyone.

It attracted the envy of a group of people.

In the countryside, any family that could spare one or two taels of silver was considered a well-off family.

"Go to the backyard. There is a master in the backyard."

"Why!"

"Next?"

"Miss, do you have a dyeing recipe for 100 wen?"

"Yes, they are all plant dyes, and the raw materials can be found in the mountains."

"Plum dye, rouge, Ruocao, Tianshuibi, Yaqing, Taoyao... we have them all. Which one do you choose?"

"The sea and sky are rosy and the sky and water are blue."

The elderly mother-in-law answered with a trembling voice.

"They are all good colors, all good colors, all expensive and good colors." The mother-in-law muttered softly.

The crowd was so huge that the shop assistants were too busy to handle it. They ignored the mother-in-law's grumbling and continued to shout: "One color is 200 coins, a total of coins. Can you read? If you can read, I will give you the recipe directly. If you can't read, ask the master to teach you."

"The old woman knows how to read."

Xihua turned around and found the dyeing instructions for the two colors on the counter, handed them to her mother-in-law, and said, "Add alum before dyeing, and the colors won't fade."

"Hey! Got it."

The mother-in-law carefully put the two pieces of paper into her sleeves and walked out of Tianji Pavilion.

As soon as I walked out, someone in the queue immediately asked anxiously: "Mrs. Huang, did you buy the dyeing recipe?"

"I bought it. I bought Hai Tian Xia and Tian Shui Bi."

The person asking the question took a deep breath and said, "We sell all the Tianshuibi colors. The largest silk shop in the capital charges 10 taels of silver for a piece of Tianshuibi silk. You are making a killing."

Mrs. Huang smiled without saying anything and went home with her son. She wanted to try out the color and see how it turned out.

After a while, the butcher who bought the secret recipe first came out, looking a little dazed.

"Lao Wang, how about the secret recipe you bought?"

The butcher was stunned for a moment before he realized that the question was directed at him, and then he shuddered.

Thinking of the old man in the backyard with snow-white hair, wrinkled face, and close to death, he grabbed the piglet with one hand.

The snow-white light of the knife flashed, and with a flick of the knife, the pig's balls were gone.

The pig lost its most important thing before it even had time to scream.

At that moment, Wang the Butcher felt a chill in his crotch, because the old man had set his eyes on his lower body.

He smiled leisurely: "I used to do it for others, but now...ah~~"

Don't let there be too much regret in that sigh.

Butcher Wang subconsciously covered his crotch and jumped up: "I'm not going to give up, my family is still waiting for me to carry on the family line, I..."

"Hehehe..." The old man laughed eerily.

"Mr. Liu, don't play tricks on me." A young voice said with a smile.

The sinister smile on the old man's face disappeared.

He whispered, "Young people nowadays are really not easily frightened."

Butcher Wang then realized that the old man was teasing him, but he still plucked up the courage to ask, "Can pigs' eggs be eaten after their testicles are cut off?"

The young voice continued to explain to Butcher Wang, "Of course, after the pig's testicles are cut off, they are too lazy to exercise. Without exercise, the meat grows faster. And pigs with their testicles cut off don't have a fishy smell."

"Hey! I want to ask you about your secret recipe. Is it worth it? Why are you so stunned?"

Butcher Wang came to his senses and said mysteriously, "It's worth it! It's definitely worth it! The people in the store said that if we add another secret recipe, the pigs will grow fatter."

"What exactly is the secret recipe?" The person asking the question was still not satisfied.

Butcher Wang smiled more meaningfully: "If you want to know, you will know after you buy it."

"Tsk~ stingy!"

Wang the Butcher: I’m not being stingy. If you buy it, you will be able to experience the feeling of the wind cooling your testicles.

After all, it was said that the master who taught him was from the palace, and was specialized in feeding people. Now that he has retired, he feeds pigs again.

There is absolutely no problem with the technology.

Soon another person ran out of Qianji Pavilion, and Yi Jianren said excitedly: "Qianji Pavilion not only has tofu, but also dried tofu, bean curd skin, bean curd sticks, fermented tofu, moldy tofu... these are all made from soybeans."

"I don't need to eat fried soybeans anymore. I'll fart all the time!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter on the street.

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