Zhang Zhaizhang was very kind and was willing to accompany him to buy spices, so how could Ryan Cui refuse? After school in the evening, he said hello to the teaching assistant and did not stay for extra lessons. Instead, he asked Zhang Zhaizhang to accompany him to go shopping.
He came here on horseback, but Zhang Zhaizhang didn't know how to ride a horse. It was too troublesome to call a taxi home, so Ryan Cui wanted to hire two sedan chairs. Zhang Zhaizhang held his arm and said, "We don't need sedan chairs. These sedan chairs are stuffy and rocking. Why don't we walk by ourselves? There are many shops in the alleys before and after the National Academy. We can get there in a few steps."
Zhang Zhaizhang was from Hejian, but he studied at the Imperial Academy for five years, and even his family moved to Beijing. He knew the roads around the Imperial Academy much better than Ryan Cui, who lived hundreds of years later. As he walked, he pointed out the major restaurants and antique shops outside the Imperial Academy, telling us which chefs were good, which used genuine ingredients, which sold genuine antiques, and which sold fake goods. He knew everything.
I have a clearer understanding of spices and medicinal materials.
Ryan Cui mentioned a few things he wanted to buy, and he said, "These are all whitening herbs. You don't have to go to the incense shop. The Yongniantang behind has them. Their medicine is pretty good. I used to have a cold and fever and I asked their doctor to see me. He prescribed real herbs and I was cured after taking a few doses."
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