"No wonder you went to me to read the book last time and said you wanted to lend it to Mr. Zhu Qi to see. His two little nephews seemed pretty good." Yu's father glanced at Yu Jingqi and said, "Anyway, it's more promising than you. When you were so old, you only knew to make trouble everywhere."

Yu Jingqi curled her lips: "I said it long ago, I'm not a good source of study..."

"Go and go, don't stay in front of me, you're upset." Yu's father immediately waved his hand to drive him away.

Yu Jingqi was dissatisfied: "Then you return the things to me."

"It's not for you. It's already late. Go back to bed early."

...

Compared to Yu Jingqi and her parents who had a fight before going back to sleep, Jiang Jingtong went back to sleep.

It was only after school the next day that he delivered the souvenir that Yan Hean gave him to Qin Zhizhou.

Everyone who eats hot pot has different reactions. Some people like to eat spicy food, while others don’t like to eat spicy food. Even if they don’t like to eat spicy food, eating dishes in such a novel way is also an interesting experience.

Especially when the pot goes on, the dishes are prepared by yourself, and even those who are picky in food can find what they like to eat.

As for water dipping, it is not so spicy and wants to eat spicy food, just pour some soup.

On the contrary, the dish was not filled with peppers, and it became the most popular thing because both men, women, young and old.

Ye Yuran was also a little amused and amazed at this result: So, my hot pot was successful, but did not have chili?

"It's really... a bit unexpected!" Looking at the letter written by Yan He'an and the data statistics made by Zhu Qi, Ye Yuran felt a little clear.

"Mom, if there are not so many people who like chili peppers, can we still make this hot sauce?" Zhu Si and Zhu Wu were all in the house. When they saw the statistics made by Zhu Qi, they were a little worried.

Because they always thought that at least nine out of ten people liked the peppers, but unexpectedly, Zhu Qi's investigation was half-half.

"Of course, you can continue to do it." Ye Yuran pointed to Zhu Qi's data sheet and said, "If you look carefully, the people who like to eat chili are basically young people, mostly men; those who don't like to eat chili are basically elderly people, children and women. If we do restaurant business and those who come out to eat are mostly men who are in charge of the family."

Zhu Wu reacted: "That's right? Generally speaking, the wives of those high-ranking families rarely come out. Those who come out are all big men. Whether others eat spicy food or not does not seem to have much impact on our restaurant."

"There are so many people in the world. As long as we catch this part of the people who love to eat chili, the business can be done." Ye Yuran said, "After all, we are the only ones who have chili peppers now. If they want to eat spicy food, they can only find us."

Zhu Si on the side was a little confused: "Why don't women like to eat anymore? I think the eight girls and the others eat well, and few women in our family said that they don't like spicy food. Could it be that the women of this wealthy family look different from the mouths in our countryside?"

"It's not the difference, but the 'rules'," Ye Yuran thought for a moment, and had an answer in his heart, saying, "As a woman, there should be no peculiar smell in her mouth. Chili is a heavy taste, and it is also combined with onions, ginger, garlic and other things. The taste is a bit heavy. Even if they like it, they dare not eat too much, otherwise it will damage their image."

"Uh..." Zhu Si didn't know what to say.

It is impossible to eat heavy-tasting things and say that there is no taste.

Like Li often works in the kitchen, the taste of various foods will definitely linger on her, either sweet potato or chili. He has long been used to it.

But this wealthy woman...

"Then the women of these wealthy families are really pitiful. They can't eat such delicious food, so it's meaningless to live." Zhu Wu frowned slightly, thinking that this matter was quite boring.

Even eating has “rules”, this is not allowed, that is not allowed, what about other things?

Usually, his mother taught Zhu Bamei's "rules", but he felt that it was annoying enough. He didn't expect that compared with a real wealthy family, he would go wherever he could go. No wonder sometimes, he felt that Tang's mother was troublesome and "disliked" her - because she had too many "rules".

"There is nothing to do, the world is like this." Ye Yuran sighed and said, "We have little words and weak strength, but we have nothing to do. The only thing we can do is to follow the world."

Just like she traveled through this world, everything was "out of place", but what could she do?

She is just a person. What else can she do except "adapt to the local customs" and stand on the heels of "survival"? The imaginary "Mary Sue halo" with the time traveler subverts the entire world, and it can only be imagined and cannot really happen in real life.

If it was really so easy, she would have long since "abandoned her husband and son" and left other country.

——Damn it, if you "abandon your husband and son" before, the clan will catch you and let you go into the pig cage?

——Even if you can pass through the clan, but you are not familiar with the place, where can you solve your identity, household registration, and the road is causing problems?

——There is no way to go, you don’t want to go anywhere, you can catch one by one and directly deal with the “spy”.

During the Shentu Dynasty, household registration was revised every three years, with household registrations in each county in triplicate, and one copy was kept in the state, county, and the central Shangshu Province.

This trick is recorded in detail, including your household, namely, family, craftsman, etc., your hometown, current place of residence, name, gender, age, relationship with the owner, etc. In other words, the information about the original owner being a slave was also recorded in the account.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuran suddenly remembered something - the original owner "selled" to Old Man Zhu as a slave, but when he moved his household registration in another place, the original owner acted as a small matter and did not register as a "slave" into Old Man Zhu's household registration.

Ye Yuran: “…”

——So so many years have passed, can her original records be checked?

——When the countryside is nothing in life, no one will care about the identity of a peasant woman, but if she trains a particularly promising son, grandson, and someone will look at her old history, then...

His face changed drastically.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly have this expression?" Zhu Wu was a little confused. Why did his mother change her face when she talked about the problem of the world just now?

"I suddenly remembered something. When I married your father, the master did not give in and eliminated my slavery." Ye Yuran said with a serious expression.

"So?" Zhu Si didn't react.

"So, even if so many years have passed, if someone really reads the historical records, I will still be a slave, that is, a slave."

When Ye Yuran finished saying this, Zhu Si and Zhu Wu also changed their faces on the spot.

The Shentu Dynasty's household registration was divided into five grades, the first grade nobles, that is, those upper-class families; the second grade good people, that is, ordinary people who farmed; the third grade merchants; the fourth grade slaves; the fifth grade cheap people, that is, prostitutes, actors, etc.
Chapter completed!