"Waola~Waola~" Zhang Zongqing threw away the purse in his hand, filled with copper coins. When signing the document yesterday, Liu Jianshi also paid a deposit for one of his money, which just solved Zhang Zong's urgent need, because he only found more than a dozen cents from his home in the past two days.

Take out part of the copper coins in the purse and put them in your arms. Put the rest back in the cash box and lock it. Zhang Zong then pushed a wheelbarrow and left the door. Chang'an has a market structure, and each market is independent. The most famous of these markets are the two cities in the east and west, which are special commercial workshops, while most of the rest are ordinary life workshops. Zhang Zong just bought some daily necessities and did not need to go to the two cities in the east and west.

Zhang Zong walked not far northwest along Qujiangchi. After passing through a bridge, a market appeared in front of him. It was called Qujiangban, which was separated from Furongyuan by Qujiangchi. There was a vegetable market street in the yard. In the past, Zhang Zong bought daily necessities here.

After entering Qujiangfang, a breath of life also came to the face, with bustling crowds, hawkers, playful children, etc. There was also a scheming girl in the street at the door of the wine shop to recruit business, and she threw her charming eyes one by one on the street. Unfortunately, few people would go in to drink early in the morning.

Pushing the cart through the street, Zhang Zong soon came to a noisy vegetable market. The wide open space was full of small vendors, and there were many shops around. Zhang Zong first bought two jars of vinegar, and then bought a bag of flour and some rice.

As soon as he left the rice and grain store, Zhang Zong saw the butcher shop next to him at a glance. The big iron hook was full of pork. The nobles of the Tang Dynasty liked to eat mutton, but the mutton was too expensive and ordinary people could not afford it. The ones they usually eat the most were pork, dog meat, chicken, etc.

Looking at the fat and thin pork, Zhang Zong felt very greedy. In the past two days, he drank porridge every time, and the birds had faded out of his mouth. In his previous life, he was a person who was not happy with meat. Now, he naturally couldn't walk when he saw meat.

"I am only fifteen years old this year and I am in a long time of health. I can't eat some good food!" Zhang Zong whispered, and there was a reason that he could not resist the temptation of pork. He stepped forward and asked the butcher to cut a fat and thin flower for himself. Fortunately, it was not very expensive, and it cost a total of sixteen cents.

Zhang Zong always believes that the best way to cook pork belly is definitely braised pork. However, if you want to make braised pork, you still lack the necessary seasoning, that is sugar. However, as far as Zhang Zong knows, although Tang Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty is homophones with sugar, sugar in this era is actually very expensive and can be said to be a luxury that ordinary people cannot afford to eat.

However, in order to satisfy his appetite, Zhang Zong still found a shop selling sugar and gritted his teeth to buy a pound of cheapest stone honey. The so-called stone honey actually boils the Ganshu juice into a solid, which contains many impurities, which looks like a black-brown stone. However, although this thing is not good-looking, it is no problem to cook.

The cheaper price of Shimi is relatively common. Zhang Zong can spend 30 cents per pound of Shimi. You can buy two more squares of pork. Moreover, the lighter the sugar in the store, the more expensive it is. For example, the most expensive white sugar costs 300 cents per pound, which is ten times that of Shimi. However, in Zhang Zong's eyes, this white sugar can only be said to be yellow sugar, which is lighter than the brown sugar in later generations. It is not true to call it "white sugar".

Zhang Zong left the candy shop with his chest covered, and he felt distressed for a long time, but he still had some serious work to do, so he could only push the car across the street and finally came to a ceramic shop where all kinds of pottery and porcelain were placed.

"Young man is here, are you here to pull the flower pot again today?" A young man in his twenties and kind-looking behind the counter was settled. When he saw Zhang Zong coming in, he immediately smiled enthusiastically. The flowerbed needs a large number of flower pots, so Zhang Zong is also a regular customer here.

Zhang Zong nodded. He remembered that the young man's surname was Wang, and he was the shopkeeper of this store. His father was old and he usually managed the business in the store.

Cheap pots such as flower pots are piled up in the backyard of the store, and there is no business in the store now, so the shopkeeper Wang personally took Zhang Zong to pick up the flower pots. However, when he saw the flower pots in the backyard, Zhang Zong also frowned.

The styles of these flower pots in front of me are very ordinary, just the blue-gray tiles with gray surfaces. They will become moldy and turn black after being used for a long time, which can be said to be very ugly.

"Are there any other styles of flower pots?" Zhang Zong picked up a flower pot and looked it down, then asked Manager Wang Xiao.

"This one is the most common, and there are several other carved flowers, which are more expensive." Manager Wang said as he picked up an almost identical clay pot from the side. The only difference is that there are several flowers that cannot be named on one side of the pot. The other carved flower pots are similar, but the patterns are different.

Zhang Zong was not satisfied with these carved flower pots, mainly because the material of the tiles was too poor, and no matter how much carved, it felt cheap, but at this time, Zhang Zong suddenly saw some red pottery piled on the other side, which made his eyes lit up. He walked over quickly and picked out a pot similar to the flower pot and asked, "Can you make a flower pot with this hole underneath?"

Although the red pottery basin in Zhang Zong's hand is similar to the flower pot, it has a denser texture and looks high-end. In fact, in terms of performance, the clay pot has better breathability and is more suitable for growing flowers, but for the sake of aesthetics, Zhang Zong can only abandon practicality.

"This red pottery basin is used to fill water. You can also grow flowers by punching holes. However, the price of this basin is not cheap. Are you sure you want to buy this as a flower pot?" asked Wang Xiaoshang Guest again. Because he was an old customer, he was unwilling to take advantage of Zhang Zong.

"Just use it, how much does it cost?" Zhang Zong said with great certainty. He took over the work of Furongyuan to take care of the flowers and plants, but the money he earned was still not enough to pay off his debts, so he also thought of another way to make money. Buying these beautiful flower pots is the first step.

"The tiles are cheap, each one costs one cent. This kind of red pottery costs three cents. If you buy more, I can get a little cheaper." Manager Wang replied.

"Okay, then I'll give me twenty first. If the business is better in the future, then increase it." Zhang Zong thought about it. Although he was very sure of his way to make money, it was his first time after all, so he was very cautious. Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't have much money.

Manager Wang Xiao is also a cheerful person. Although Zhang Zong didn’t ask for many flower pots, he still gave him five cents in terms of the total price. After helping Zhang Zong drill holes into the red pottery pot, he helped him move them to the car together.

After saying goodbye to the shopkeeper Wang, Zhang Zong pushed a cart of things back home, moved the flower pots to one side, and moved the rice and flour to the kitchen. It was already noon. Zhang Zong first steamed the rice, then washed the pork and put it in water, boiled until the meat turned white, took it out, cut it into squares about two centimeters, and then fry the skin in the pot.

When the skin was slightly yellow, Zhang Zong took another casserole, put the meat in and added boiling water, as well as seasonings such as ginger, scallion slices, and melted soy sauce. However, he still felt a little distressed when adding sugar. Fortunately, there was no need to add too much sugar, and the rest could be kept for later cooking.

After the water boiled, Zhang Zong removed a few pieces of firewood and left only a small fire in the stove. This stove was used by his father to use tea to sauté tea, but the tea set had been sold by Zhang Zong. Now only this stove is left, which can be used to cook slowly on low heat.

Braised pork has to be cooked for at least half an hour, so Zhang Zong did not guard the stove, but stepped to the flower pot I just bought today. He picked up a flower pot and looked it up. Although this pot was not used to grow flowers before, it was quite good in shape and had a simple feeling. It was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

In fact, as a person who loves to grow flowers, Zhang Zong understood a truth very early. No matter how expensive a pot of flowers is, it will lose its value when planted in a clay pot. On the contrary, even if it is a dog tail flower, it will be worth a hundred times the price immediately with a high-end, atmospheric and high-end flower pot. This is also in line with the old saying "people rely on clothes, while Buddha rely on gold clothes."

However, Zhang Zong would not just use flower pots to fool people. He chose ten roses and October chrysanthemums, and then transplanted them into red pottery pots. He was very careful when transplanting and still used the original soil balls, which did not damage the root system.

After transplanting, Zhang Zong found a knife, sharpened it, and put it in the stove and baked it. It was considered disinfection. Then he came to a pot of roses. This was a pot of pink roses, which grew pretty well and had even buds.

Zhang Zong cut off all the buds, then cut a branch from the pink rose, cut the lower end into a wedge, and then came to another pot of white rose, cut off the branches on the head, then split the branches, insert the branches of the pink rose in, and then fix the joints with gauze scalded with boiling water.

That's right, Zhang Zong is just grafting. Generally speaking, the colors of a rose blooming are single, either red, white, etc. If you want a rose to bloom different colors, you can only use grafting. As the saying goes, things are rare and others can only have one color, but Zhang Zong's rose can bloom in two or more colors, and you will definitely be worth a hundred times the value at that time.

In fact, there have been methods of grafting plants for a long time. For example, in the famous agricultural book "Qimin Yaoshu", the Northern Wei Dynasty, there are detailed records of pear trees. However, the ancients did not know the scientific grafting method, which made the survival rate of grafting extremely low, and only ten plants could survive. Moreover, this method is only used on fruit trees. At least in Zhang Zong's memory, he has never seen grafted flowers.

When Zhang Zong was growing flowers in his previous life, he had already ruined the grafting. The most important factor to ensure the success of grafting is to ensure that the grafting interface is not infected. Therefore, the knife and gauze he used were also disinfected. After grafting, the plants should be placed in a cool and ventilated place. Now the plants are growing vigorously in spring. Generally, grafting can start to grow again after about ten days and survive completely in about one month.

At this time, the braised pork was ready. Open the lid of the pot and a scent of meat came to his face. The red meat pieces of sauce shone with an attractive luster in the soup, which made him unable to help but pick up the chopsticks and taste it. Although he was so hot that he took a breath, he still couldn't bear to spit it out.
Chapter completed!