Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

South of Jinguan Gate and Chunming Street, west of Zhuque Avenue, under the jurisdiction of Chang'an County, the West Market where the Jiang siblings make their living is located.

The West Market, also known as the Gold Market, is different from the East Market, which is full of luxury. The West Market is close to Liquanfang and Buzhengfang where Hu merchants live. Many Hu people opened shops here, mainly selling rare goods from the Western Regions and even outside the region. It is equivalent to an international trade center.

It is no empty talk that all nations came together to paint the Zhenguan period. Among the people who came and went here were peddlers, literati, and high-ranking officials. The Tang Dynasty was at its peak, and all nations came to pay tribute. The Tang people were good at accepting new things and were good at enjoying themselves.

In the city of Chang'an, the food, clothing, housing and transportation were all influenced by the Hu people. The Tang people, who loved to keep up with the fashion, were willing to put a lot of effort into dressing up.

Many men wore collared robes modified from Persian clothing or half-sleeves passed down from the Hu people.

Women's clothing is more diverse. In addition to various local styles, there are also many who wear Hu clothing, military uniforms, and men's clothing.

The colors and patterns of men's and women's clothing are bold and bright, dazzling to the eyes.

The brother and sister passed by various vendors, bypassed several sideshows, squeezed through the bustling crowd, and just stopped at their usual stall location.

The Hu people who were still playing the huqin and singing and dancing nearby immediately came over in half-standard Mandarin: "Auntie Jiang, why are you so late today? I thought something happened to you! Quick, cut me three taels of mutton, I'm so greedy!"

"Okay, cut it now." Jiang Shangxian was fourteen years old and the eldest child. According to the customs of the Tang Dynasty, outsiders called her Aunt Jiang.

She initially refused this title, but then she just lay down and said, "Call it what you want, as long as you're willing to spend money, it's up to you."

The mutton stall was set up half a month after Jiang Shangxian arrived. Its ingredients used a lot of medicinal herbs and spices, which were different from the usual methods in Chang'an City.

When cooking, the aroma is carried by the wind all the way over the rammed earth walls of Yong'anfang, attracting countless people to look up and sniff: "Damn it, who's cooking smells so good?"

Even if it is cold, it still tastes unique. If you are not in a hurry, you can take it home and heat it up, it will be even more delicious.

With his craftsmanship, Jiang Shangxian quickly took root here. Not only did the Hu people love to eat this delicacy, but many Tang people also loved it very much.

Many dignitaries would often send their servants to buy some and heat it up at home before eating.

"Yilu, what could happen to my sister?" Jiang Wangri was cutting meat while chatting with the Hu people who were sitting on a small stool next to him and eating braised mutton.

These Hu people are often well-informed. They come from far away and often travel to various regions to do business. They are knowledgeable and what they say is very interesting.

Jiang Wangri, this ignorant kid, especially loves to listen to their bragging.

Yilou smacked his lips and leaned sideways, pretending to lower his voice, though his voice was actually no quieter than usual. "Jiang Erlang, you might not know this, but several beautiful young ladies have died in Chang'an recently. Things are not peaceful right now!"

A regular customer who was waiting joined in after hearing this, also with a mysterious look on his face: "That's right, I heard that last night, the Jinwu Guards and the Dali Temple brought one back from Shanghaofang!"

"Oh, another one last night?! Oh, Aunt Jiang, you better be careful. Don't go out at night, you delicate little lady, tsk..."

Jiang Shangxian found it amusing, but he still found time to thank him: "I'm not going out. The market closing drum hasn't even finished beating yet, and I'm home!"

She had heard from customers that there had been a murder in Chang'an City recently, but she didn't know the details. Besides, her business was not affected at all, so she didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Wangri was still thinking about the shop. After he had dealt with a wave of people, without even taking a breath, he couldn't wait to say, "Sister, there aren't many people around right now. Can I go look for a shop?"

Jiang Shangxian swung the knife in his hand without stopping, and said without raising his head: "You have to hurry up, there will be too many people and I will be too busy."

"Hey! Don't worry, sister. I will run there and come back soon. I won't let you work alone!" Jiang Wangri smiled happily, picked up the white cloth, wiped his hands, and ran towards the place he had thought of in his mind like a hurricane.

Someone had heard the conversation between the brother and sister, and a regular customer asked, "Aunt Jiang, are you planning to open a shop?"

"Well, I'm exposed to the wind and sun every day. I want to find a shop and have a stable life."

Jiang Shangxian spoke frankly. In spring and autumn, when the weather was cool and the breeze was refreshing, it was not a big deal. Even in winter, it was still comfortable to stand in the sun if you wore thicker clothes.

But the weather is about to get hot, and when the heat becomes unbearable, it will not only be uncomfortable to stand in the sun, but the braised meat will easily go bad due to the high temperature.

"It's not easy to find a good shop, Aunt Jiang. If you can't find a good one yourself, you should go to the West Market Magistrate..." The customer lowered his voice and reminded quietly: "If you have money, it's a good idea to spend some money..."

Jiang Shangxian smiled wryly and thanked him, "Thank you very much. If I really can't find it, I'll have to ask the mayor for help."

Having said that, she had no intention of spending money to hire someone. With the money she had now, she could spend most of it to rent a shop, buy some tables and chairs, and build a stove.

Where can I get the money to bribe people?

"Aunt Jiang, I'll go back and ask around for you. Don't worry."

The speaker was a dancer from Pingkangfang. She often patronized Jiang Shangxian's business when the market opened in the afternoon. Every time, she would buy a lot of food to share with other dancers to fill her stomach, and then she would dance hard in the evening.

Another special feature of the West Market is them. Here, female slaves are treated as equal to livestock and are classified as "horse, cattle and donkey shops". As long as you go through the formal procedures and spend some money, you can buy a beautiful, exotic, and curly-haired green-eyed Hu girl in the West Market.

As for whether they sell the liquor at a bar, sing and dance on the street, or do some obscene and dirty prostitution-like things after buying it home, no one will care.

As for the situation now, it has become stable and life is just barely going on.

Jiang Shangxian thanked him sincerely: "Thank you very much. If it really happens, I must thank my wife very much."

The market in Chang'an City opens and closes strictly according to the 300 drum beats every day. The Jiang family's mutton has now become famous in Chang'an City and is often sold out before closing time.

Today, she made a third more than usual. As the market was closing, she still had more than a pound of mutton left. Jiang Wangri, who had just returned from a run, felt anxious. She looked at the people coming and going and kept muttering in a low voice, "Come and buy, come and buy."

Jiang Shangxian yawned with his mouth wide open in a very ungraceful manner, and slept for a while at dawn. After a day's work, he was already tired and sleepy. If he couldn't sell the more than one pound of meat, he would have to take it back home to eat.

Jiang's mother would always nag her. When she went out yesterday morning, Jiang's mother hesitated when she told her to buy more mutton, but she couldn't resist her confidence and determination, so she finally bought some and brought it home half-believingly.

If there is more than a pound left, people will definitely talk about it for a day or two.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shangxian tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to rub his sore shoulders. Whether it was Jiang's mother's concern or scolding, Jiang Wangri's thoughtfulness and obedience, as well as everyone's actions and words, they were all too real.

That's why she kept thinking: What is going on here?

Time travel is a common word in the online world, but in the real world, this word is synonymous with wishful thinking.

As the novel says, randomly grab an ordinary person and send him/her through time, just to help him/her reach the pinnacle of life and gain status, love, friendship and wealth?

Why? Why would something so obviously extraordinary and unbelievable happen to someone else, and why was it so ultimately intended to simply give that person a good time? Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary.

The son of the previous plane was Liu Xiu from the Liu family.

"What is this for sale?"