A heavy snowfall like feathers turned the city of Chang'an into a blanket of snow-white.

In this weather, if nothing happens, I usually stay at home.

Just like animals spending the winter, ordinary people basically have enough food stored in their homes for one winter.

Su Chengguan had just returned home from his shift at Dali Temple and couldn't help but sit by the stove to keep warm.

I don’t know if the gift given last time had an effect. He is the second grade of Mingfa, and now he is the jailer of Dali Temple from the ninth grade. Together with another jailer, he is in charge of the prison history and prisoners of Dali Temple. He can be regarded as a big man.

An official.

However, this did not bring any improvement to his quality of life.

The Su family is not short of that little salary money.

"Mr. Sir, dinner is ready."

Not long after, a maid from the family came to call Su Chengguan to have a meal.

"What's there to eat tonight?"

Feeling the pain from several ulcers in his mouth, Su Chengguan looked like he had a loss of appetite, although he was a little hungry.

Every winter is a very difficult time for Su Chengguan.

In the past, in my hometown in Jiangnan, I didn't feel that strong. After all, no matter how cold it was, you could still eat mallow.

But when I arrived in Chang'an City, during the long winter, except for the occasional radish to relieve fatigue, I basically ate meat for every meal.

Cook the lamb!

Lamb stew!

Roast lamb!

Although at first I thought Chang'an's mutton was quite delicious, but after eating it for a long time...

Su Chengguan couldn't help but sigh.

When will this winter end?

He really wanted to eat some green vegetables, even if it cost him a pound, he would admit it.

However, even if the Su family is rich, there is no way to realize this wish now.

At the same time, at the Duke Su's residence, Cheng Chumo was enjoying a rare drink.

This year is a great year for me.

First, he discovered a large silver mine in Shijian Yinshan, and then returned to Chang'an City and found that he had seven more daughters, and then his sister married the person of his choice.

The only flaw is that among the seven added dolls, none of them have handles.

"Brother, these spinach vegetables were sent over by the Prince of Chu's Mansion today, as were the leeks and courgettes. I heard that His Highness the Prince of Chu did not expand the planting area of ​​the greenhouse this year. He sends a cart of green vegetables every two or three days. Is that okay?

Wouldn't it be good?"

Cheng Chuliang sat opposite Cheng Chumo, took a sip of Shao Daozi, and then took a few bites of the roasted lamb leg.

"What's not great? They can't eat that much anyway."

Cheng Chumo was very familiar with Li Kuan. Although it was a bit strange to be his brother-in-law now, overall, his mentality was very relaxed.

"No, brother, what I mean is that after the third sister gets married, wouldn't it be good if she sends things to her parents' house every now and then?"

Cheng Chuliang's mind is much more delicate than that of his elder brother, and he thinks about more things.

"Don't worry, don't I understand who His Highness the King of Chu is? Come on, have a drink!"

…

Wuhe was in the middle, Pan Wang looked at the endless stream of people on the opposite side of Diandude, and felt a sense of depression in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.

A while ago, thanks to Guo Dezhi's "The Treasure Hunt of Japan", the popularity of the restaurant has recovered. But when the weather gets colder and there are no fresh vegetables for sale in the vegetable market, the gap between Wuheju and Diandude has increased.

was pulled apart.

"Shopkeeper Pan, I have checked all the vegetable shops in the east and west markets, and none of them sells fresh vegetables. At most, there are some radish and bean sprouts. No matter how much money I pay, I can't buy the others.

of."

A clerk came up behind Pan Wang in fear and reported today's purchase situation.

"So, apart from the greenhouse in Prince Chu's Mansion, it is impossible for us to buy vegetables anywhere else?" Pan Wang frowned, "Are the shops that previously supplied vegetables to the building unwilling to build a greenhouse themselves?

Even if it’s more expensive, it’s no problem.”

"Shopkeeper, the cost of building a greenhouse is too high. Even if the vegetable price is ten or twenty times the usual price, we will still lose money."

"Hey, the manager of Prince Chu's Mansion still refuses to see us? We can double the amount of money Diandu De pays."

Pan Wang was very depressed. If Dian Dude's vegetables were purchased from ordinary merchants, how could he have bought them? But they came from the greenhouse of the Prince of Chu's Mansion...

…

As the national power of the Tang Dynasty continued to rise, the living standards of ordinary people in Chang'an City also continued to improve.

With more income, food prices and salt prices have fallen.

Even the price of linen is lower than in previous years, and wool thread has entered thousands of households.

After this person's living standard began to rise, his requirements for food naturally became higher.

However, in the middle of winter, there are some things that even money cannot buy.

Chen Dali went home happily as soon as he got on duty today.

"Old Chen, what are you holding in your arms?"

Chen Dali lives in Guiyifang, surrounded by old neighbors he has known for decades. Seeing Chen Dali happily holding a box in his arms, many people asked curiously.

"Hehe, it's waterweed."

They are all old neighbors, and Chen Dali is too embarrassed to lie.

Although this cabbage is not a valuable thing in normal times and every household can afford it, but with the Chinese New Year approaching and the snowy weather coming, this thing has become a treasure that even rich people cannot buy.

As a rare sixth-level craftsman under the Prince of Chu's Palace, Chen Dali has long passed the stage of struggling to fill his stomach.

Judging from the standards of later generations, he is one of those who achieved freedom in the vegetable market.

Of course, now that the vegetable market is free, you still have to have something to buy.

"Woad?"

The neighbor didn't have any reaction at first, thinking it was just water cabbage. Why was it wrapped so tightly?

However, he soon realized that he hadn't eaten water spinach in more than a month.

Not just water spinach, I have never eaten any vegetables with leaves in the past month, and my mouth was full of them.

"Old Chen, what are you holding is really a rice plant?"

"Yes, when did I, Chen Dali, ever lie?"

"No...it's...it's so cold in this cold weather. Where did you buy the cabbage? Why haven't I heard of it being sold somewhere?"

When Chen Dali heard this, he couldn't help but show a proud look on his face.

"I didn't buy these rice paddies, they were given by His Highness the King of Chu."

As the leading craftsman in the glass workshop, Chen Dali's loyalty to Li Kuan definitely comes from the bottom of his heart.

For these craftsmen, Li Kuan is their savior and a savior-like existence.

Rewarded by His Highness the King of Chu?

Real or fake?

In the eyes of the neighbors, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was a noble person. How could he reward a craftsman like Chen Dali?

Moreover, this stuff is still something that you can’t buy for any money in the cold winter months.
Chapter completed!