Dong Lin left Jiuqu Pavilion, looked at the sky, and staggered back to his own pharmacy. The eldest brother was watching the servant grab medicine in front of him. When he saw Dong Lin coming back, he was full of alcohol and hurried forward and said, "Brother, I have heard that you have returned to the city, why are you here now?"

Dong Lin said: "Because of the hard work, the officials gave me some food and drinks, so I came back late."

After saying that, he touched his forehead and said, "Brother, I have drunk a little more. After seeing my parents, I will go back to rest. Let's talk about it when I have something to do."

Seeing Dong Lin walking back with one swaying step and three steps, the brother shook his head and continued to take care of the business.

The Dong family was originally a businessman who came here to sell raw medicine here in another country. Later, when they became big, they simply opened a raw medicine shop in the city. It was a few wealthy families in the military city and were the top-class households. Their three brothers were the second, Dong Lin was the second to work outside, and his brother and his younger brother were at home to take care of the business.

This time he slept until the sun set. Dong Lin got up from the bed and felt a split headache. He hugged the child's wife outside the door and said, "I have a severe headache. I think it's a wine. You go and make a bowl of sour soup to sober up."

When the wife saw her husband get up, she put down the child and came in and said, "You are going home today. My brother and Saburo said to invite you to eat noodles in the evening. The two of them came back and looked at each other several times. I heard that it would be good to eat some food because you can drink wine. You should go out with your brother and Saburo."

Dong Lin was dizzy and muttered, put on his clothes, washed his face randomly, and came to the front to find his elder brother.

Dalang and Sanlang had already closed the shop, and they sat at the door. Seeing Dong Lin coming, they hurried forward and said, "You have a good meal, but you can't wake up no matter how much you call me! Are you ready now? Let's go to the north of the city to eat noodles together!"

Dong Lin said: "What noodles are you eating? I'm very tired now and I just want to eat a bowl of sour soup."

Sanlang took Dong Lin's hand and said, "My brother has been away for many days, but he doesn't know how many new shops have been opened in the city. Now it is the most popular noodles. Many shops in the north of the city gather together, which is very lively and the people in the city go to eat. Because there are many people eating, the price of wheat in the city has more than doubled in more than a month. Although the noodles look a bit like soup cakes, they are actually different. They are smooth and delicious, and the soup is fragrant and beautiful."

While speaking, he pulled Dong Lin's hand, the three of them locked the shop and came radially to the north of the city.

The Volcano Army City is not big, with the Yellow River on one side and the Mountains on the other side. It was built at the throat, with only two city gates, north and south. Starting from behind the yamen in the north, there are a lot of business in various alleys, and everything is messy. Du Zhongxiao was dismantled because of the illusion that Du Zhongxiao demolished several alleys and built a small cargo yard of porcelain and lacquerware in this area. These two are important commodities for trafficking to the north. Although the Volcano Army is small, it has the only tent within a few hundred miles nearby, which is particularly lively for a while. Some of those who come here to do business are the Central Plains people who flow upstream along the Yellow River, and some are Guanzhong people who come from the Prefectures. When the business is big, even many people from the small prodigal tribes in the Prefectures cross the Yellow River.

Dong Lin was stunned and was pulled by the two brothers and walked on this strange street. He had an illusion that he was really going home?

When he arrived at a roadside stall, Sanlang pulled Dong Lin to sit in the shed and said to him: "Brother, wait here, I'll go buy noodles."

After saying that, he went to the noodle place with Dalang.

Dong Lin sat under the shed, looking around curiously, trying to recall what this place was like from his mind. If he remembered it well, it was behind the yamen, only two alleys separated from the yamen. It used to be chaotic. There were extremely cheap inns, and there were also women of all ethnic groups who were doing small businesses, and there were also women of all ethnic groups who were doing flesh and blood. They were both chaotic and everything was extremely cheap. Looking at it now, there were brightly dressed diners around, some of whom had Central Plains accents, some of whom had Guanxi accents, which seemed extremely absurd.

Dalang and Sanlang brought three large bowls, placed a large bowl in front of Dong Lin, and sat down each other.

Seeing Dong Lin looking around, Sanlang said, "Do you remember this place by brother? In the past, in spring and autumn, the merchants who collected Bupleurum in the mountains liked to live here the most. We wanted to buy their medicinal materials, and we came a lot."

Dong Lin nodded and asked, "How did it become like this?"

Sanlang said: "The northern yamen recruited people to cultivate fields and build ways out. It gradually became a little bit like that. There were many people around him to apply for recruitment. In such places, the officers broke up the place, and those who had no place to settle down all went to the field stewards to do their jobs. Those who were lying on the door and laughing here were sent to the field stewards to serve tea and water for others. Those who had not married a wife would become home as well."

Dong Lin has been working in the military city and is not sure about the development of the field business. After hearing this, he said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a big deal in two months. I heard that they planted wheat this year, and at the current price of wheat, how much will it be next year?"

Saburo sighed when he heard this: "In the past, we rarely produce wheat here. There are some occasionally, and there is no mill. It is rare to eat wheat noodles once. Since the Xinzhi Army Officer arrived, he made a lot of noodles. Tsk, compared to corn, it is really delicious. My brother tried it, and this noodles are really fragrant."

Dong Lin looked at the big bowl of noodles in front of him. The soup was a bit turbid, with a layer of oil flowers, and the top was sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander, which was very refreshing.

He picked up a bite and smacked his lips and said, "Oh, this noodles are really different. I haven't eaten this kind of thing before. Speaking of this, I saw someone selling noodles when I went to Bingzhou this time, but unfortunately I didn't want to buy them and taste them."

Sanlang said: "It's okay, we have some pasta here, I'll buy you later."

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Dong Lin was sweating all over. He finally woke up. He held the soup in the bowl and drank it all, licked his lips and said, "It's really strange, how can the soup in this noodles be so sweet? Is the store willing to put a lot of meat?"

Sanlang leaned forward and whispered, "Why are you willing to put meat on the business? I was also surprised at first. Later, I ate too much. After carefully looking at the store, I realized that they used sheep oil butter. Which of the things used to be? Now there are too many words in the city and sellers. Unfortunately, now the wheat noodles in the city are hard to buy, otherwise we will cook them ourselves when we go home. I heard that these ways of eating are all from Yingtianwu. In the past two months, the business in Dongjiazhai has improved a lot. I heard that there are many more merchants in Fanbian, who are willing to spend money and come up with many novel ways to eat them."

Dong Lin nodded, feeling vaguely that a new era is coming and the volcanic army is different from before.

In fact, these methods were created by Du Zhongxiao based on his memory. From ramen to roujiamo, the northern food in his memory, and everything suitable was tried. Unfortunately, mutton is not delicious and pork is too expensive. This snack is now a high-end luxury. Only various noodles have quickly become popular in the Volcano Army and everyone loves it. Apart from pasta, it is a large pot of mutton soup. Because it is cheap and the noodles are full, it has become a delicacy in markets and other trade places. Any market and trade office must have one or two. Like the soup poured in noodles, although the mutton soup has the word "meat" is actually made of big bones and various mutton mixed with mutton. It has no shortage of nutrition and meat flavor, but it is a waste use.

Just when Dong Lin was confused, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him and hurriedly shouted: "Dad Qin, are you here too?"

The man turned around and saw that it was Dong Lin, with a smile on his face: "It turns out to be a semi-level, what a coincidence."

This man was one of the porters hired by Dong Lin. He had been with him all the way for dozens of days and was already very familiar with him. He hurriedly called him to do it.

After hearing Dong Lin's words, Sanlang realized that thanks to these porters along the way, his brother had no trouble even if he had any errands. He hurriedly stood up and said, "Dad is here for a while, I'll buy a bowl of wine to eat."

After saying that, he got up and walked quickly. After a while, he picked up a bottle of wine, took three small bowls and placed them on the table.

After the wine bowl was put in place, Sanlang handed a few oil-paper bags and said, "This is a newly-known food in the military city, called Roujiamo. Although the name is so called, it is actually a meat in the steamed bun. The meat inside is the best pork pork, which is very fragrant and beautiful, but it is expensive and cannot be eaten often."

Mr. Qin thanked him, opened the oily paper bag, took a bite, and his mouth was filled with oil. He couldn't help but praise: "How come there is such a good thing in the world!"

After saying that, he picked up the small bowl and drank a bowl of wine with the three brothers.

Putting down the wine bowl, Dong Lin asked Dad Qin: "Dad, when will I go back? Thanks to you this time."

Mr. Qin said, "We are porters for cargoes. There is no reason to go back empty-handed, otherwise it would be a waste of money on the road? Unfortunately, most of the merchants here come from Central Plains and Guanzhong, and rarely go to Bingzhou, so they are embarrassed. Fortunately, after hearing about it, the officers here agreed with us to work for a month or two. After the autumn, the Bupleurum here has harvested, and we are hired to sell it to Bingzhou. You officials are very kind-hearted and think about us poor people. How can we not rely on him? So we live here first. In a few days, we will go to the north to work in the field. We have nothing to do in the past two days, so we will go around the city and just meet the festival level."

Dong Lin nodded repeatedly, and was happy for Mr. Qin and others. He hired him, and he was happy for them with such good things. At that time, they were talking about one-way prices. The price was higher by the route, so they were afraid that they would not be able to find a job when they went back. One or two months were not in vain, and they were still working in the field business to make money, and the freight costs that were returned were considered in vain.

After drinking two bowls of wine and listening to my brother and brother talking about their experiences over the days, Dong Lin realized that the field work in the north was large. The terrain was flat and the land was fertile. Once the Xiang army cleared the road, many people found opportunities and gathered there one after another.
Chapter completed!