Chapter 7
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"Let's go. Let me show you the prosperity of Chang 'an." Meton waved his hand and led the team forward. Every time he received his salary, Meton had to come to Chang 'an personally. Therefore, Meton had been to Chang' an many times and was quite familiar with the city.
"Young master! It seems that we are going the wrong way! "Li Yi stepped forward and interrupted Meton's high spirits.
"Our shop is in the fish market in the south of the city. Young master, you are going north!"
"Haha!" People in the team couldn't help laughing.
"Nonsense! You think I don't know? "Meton rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Then what are you doing?" Li Yi asked with a puzzled face.
"Second uncle! What are we selling in Chang 'an this time? "Meton asked.
"Fish!" Li Yi stared and said.
"No, it's a live fish!" Li Xin added.
"Brat, you think I don't know?" Li Yi was very respectful to Meton, but he was not polite to Li Xin.
Li Yi stared and Li Xin went back to the team resentfully.
"Brother Xin is right! This time we are selling live fish. But what's the difference between the live fish we sell and the live fish sold by others? "Meton looked around and asked.
"There is no difference! The species of fish we sell are the same as those around Chang 'an. "Li Yi frowned and was puzzled.
"That's right!" Moton said loudly. "These fish are the same as the fish sold by others, but they are also different."
"Uh, uh!" Everyone was confused. How could they be the same and different?
"Of course they are different. Our fish are all transported from 50 miles away. They are not the same as those fish that have just been caught from the river!" A young man from the Village of Mo said proudly.
"Uh!" Meton pressed his forehead speechlessly. They were all the same species of fish, and they were all living fish. The Mo Family had spent a lot of manpower to transport the fish from 50 miles away, which was much more manpower and material resources than the others. What was there to be proud of?
Of course, he couldn't say these words, or it would only dampen the enthusiasm of the villagers of the Mo's Village.
"That's right! What we are selling is the fish that the young master raised with our Mo Family's unique skill! "Yu Er said loudly.
"You're wrong. I didn't invent the technique. It's a thousand-year-old secret technique of the Mo Family!" Meton said like a charlatan.
"Oh!" Everyone was suddenly enlightened. No wonder Young Master suddenly became so powerful! It turned out that he had obtained the secret technique of the Mo Clan's ancestor.
Only Li Yi and several other old men looked at Meton with confusion. They knew better than Meton what good things there were in the Village Mo. They had never heard of any secret skills that had been passed down for thousands of years.
"But we know that this is the thousand-year-old secret skill of the Mo Family, but the people in Chang 'an don't! How can we show the good things about our fish? "Merton said.
"Young master, what do you mean?" Li Yi asked in confusion.
"Of course, I want everyone in Chang 'an to know how precious the fish in the Village Mo Family is. So I have decided that today's caravan will go around the south of the city and then go to the fish market!" Meton said proudly.
"Uncle Fu!" Meton looked at Uncle Fu. Uncle Fu immediately took out a lot of flagpoles, banners, and even drums, gongs, trumpets, and flutes from the carriage.
Weren't these things used during weddings and funerals in the village? Why did he suddenly bring them here?
Soon, a flag and a musical instrument were distributed to each water cart. The caravan instantly became festive.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! The sound of drums, gongs, and flutes attracted the attention of everyone on the street.
"Uncle Yu! I'll leave the rest to you! "Meton looked at Master Yu and said.
"Young master, don't worry! I don't have any other skills, but I have the skills to make and sell fish, "Master Yu said confidently.
After that, Master Yu took the lead and walked to the front of the caravan. He snatched the gong from Uncle Yu.
"Dong!" Master Yu knocked heavily on the table and shouted loudly.
"The thousand-year-old skill of the Mo Family has appeared! It can prolong the life of the fish and strengthen the body of the people. "
Master Yu shouted and stopped to signal the other caravans to beat the gongs and drums.
Instantly, the entire caravan was filled with gongs and drums and red flags. Yu Er shouted, "The Mo Family's live fish can strengthen the body."
"The live fish transported from the Village Mo Family, which is 50 miles away from Chang 'an, will not die."
"The Mo Family's live fish can strengthen the body."
"…"
The entire street quieted down instantly. Everyone was dumbfounded as they looked at the strange caravan.
The young men of the Village Mo Family were ashamed. They had never been so humiliated before. They were actually surrounded by a whole street of people.
"The Mo Family?" A Confucian scholar in green muttered in the crowd.
"What is the Mo Family? Is the Mo Family a big family?" A brawny man with a fierce face asked.
"You don't even know this? The Mo Family is not a big family. They are the strongest family of the pre-Qin Hundred Schools of Thought," a Confucian scholar said proudly.
"So powerful!" The brawny man was shocked.
"Of course. The Mo Family was also full of talents. They were known as Confucianism and were one of the two prominent schools of thought at that time. At that time, there was a saying that the Mo Family was not Confucian, "the Confucian scholar in green added.
"The Mo Family is nothing. Now they are still in decline and have to sell fish for a living, "the Confucian scholar said disdainfully.
"Sigh!" The Confucian scholar in green also sighed. The once prominent Mo Family was now in decline. Since the Han Dynasty, there had been almost no famous people.
"I know the Village Mo Family." A worker exclaimed, "It's just next to our village."
"It's really 50 miles away!" someone asked.
"That's true. Our village is 50 miles away from Chang 'an City, and the Village Mo Family is only 3 miles away from our village," the worker said affirmatively.
"But the Village Mo Family was very poor in our place. There is a saying, 'Marry a girl not to marry into the Village Mo Family, you'd rather leave her in the riverside.' No girl wants to go to the Village Mo Family to suffer." The worker looked at the people of the Village Mo Family disdainfully and said.
"Hahaha!" The surrounding people burst into laughter and despised the Village Mo Family. A village where no one even went to get married should come to Chang 'an to sell fish in the name of the Mo Family. What a shame!
"Haha!" The Confucian scholar in green looked at the worker who was showing off in the crowd and smiled, as if he was a frog at the bottom of the well.
The Village Mo Family might have been poor in the past. But if the Village Mo Family could really transport live fish from 50 miles away, it would not be long before it became the richest village around them.
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