"Hey, sister, what are you doing here without adding anything to the house?" The woman who set up a stall selling dustpans was annoyed by the young woman and asked in a strangled voice.

Zhangjiacun holds a market only once every half a month. Most of the time, the town or other neighboring villages trade with each other. As their village is located at a transportation hub, they choose to hold it at the entrance of the village. Usually those who come to the market just don’t buy anything. When she brought her things back, she would not hang around at the stalls. In order to sell more, the woman set up her stall early in the morning. There were not many stalls at this time, just to get a good spot. If there weren't a lot of people, How can a woman talk to a woman so kindly?

The woman whose nose was pointed at her glanced at her, curled her lips and said, "Of course I'm here to buy Mr. Lu's tofu. There's no one at your stall. I'll leave right away when Mr. Lu comes to set up the stall."

"Tofu? What is tofu?" The woman should have been angry at her words. She was about to say something to drive her away, but she was stunned when she heard the word "tofu" coming out of her mouth.

Seeing that the woman didn't know, the woman said curiously: "Aunt Li said that this tofu melts in your mouth and looks like white jade. It can beautify your skin after eating it. You don't know. No wonder I look at you. You are from a neighboring village, right?" ?”

"Is it really so magical? Are you fooling me?" The woman was dubious.

"Why am I fooling you? I wish you all wouldn't buy it. In order to grab Mr. Lu's tofu, I squatted here early in the morning." The woman frowned and said displeasedly. It looks like white jade, which is beautiful and beautiful. , she was dubious after hearing this, but her married sister's family got a piece of tofu, which was said to be true. Although the woman came so actively to buy tofu, the main reason was because she was far away in the Lu family yard that day. Seeing her, she has already secretly promised Lu Zhihang. Unfortunately, Lu Shusheng studied behind closed doors all day long. As a woman who has not yet left the court, it is not appropriate for her to go to see an unmarried man.

The woman with disheveled hair at the neighboring stall heard the two talking and came over with bright eyes, smiling: "Are you talking about tofu?"

"Exactly, you also know this tofu?" the woman asked curiously. It seems that she is ignorant and ignorant. This little lady really is not deceiving her.

"You must know that my family has a good relationship with Yuan Shu, and she even gave us a piece of tofu. We made it according to the method she said. It is really delicious. My Bai'er has been asking for it since she tasted it. I Didn't you hear that Scholar Lu is coming today and hurry up?" said the woman with curly hair.

"This is white jade, and it is for beauty and beauty. Isn't it very expensive?" The woman was moved by the words of the two, but she was short of money. If she spent all the money in her pocket due to greed, she would not be allowed to do so by her mother-in-law. Chatting non-stop for a month and a half.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's three cents a dollar!" the woman quickly interjected.

"Here comes the tofu! Here comes the tofu!"

One sentence interrupted the conversation of the three people. The already noisy market with people coming and going because of this shouting, the place where people from Zhangjia Village gathered suddenly became a mess, especially those women who were in their twenties and not yet married. , looking forward to it even more, squeezing closer to that side, not knowing whether it was for the tofu or for the handsome jade-faced scholar.

"Hey, Old Man Zhang, what is this tofu, and why do you make these little ladies so happy?" A man from the town looked around and was shocked by the shy looks of these women, and hurriedly pulled the calm and composed one aside. Old man Zhang asked.

"I don't know exactly what this tofu is, it seems to be made of soybeans, but these little ladies, do you really think they are here to buy tofu?" Old Man Zhang teased.

After hearing this, the man asked puzzledly: "If you didn't come here to buy tofu, why are you so happy when you hear that the tofu is here?"

"You don't know, this tofu seller is Lu Shusheng from our village. He is so handsome that I can't say anything fancy about him. Anyway, he is just like an immortal." Old man Zhang seemed to be remembering something.

, tutted a few times.

"Oh? Then I want to see what this immortal looks like." When the man heard that Old Man Zhang praised Scholar Lu so much, he immediately became interested and stood on tiptoes to take a look.

But it was quite different from what he expected.

On a stall not far away, there was a piece of something that was as white as jade and shimmering like gelatin. It was probably the tofu in their mouths. The man was so surprised that he didn't have time to take a closer look. He wanted to see it more than the tofu.

Scholar Lu was wondering if it was true what Old Man Zhang said, so he looked away and turned to look at the stall owner full of expectation. Just at this glance, he was stunned and patted Old Man Zhang on the shoulder.

"Did you see it? Doesn't it look good?" Although Old Man Zhang was not very interested in this kind of useless skin, after all, Lu Zhihang was also from Zhangjia Village. If he could be praised a few times, his face would be bright, so he

He raised his ears and waited for the man's exclamation.

Old man Zhang didn't expect that the compliment didn't come. Instead, the corner of the man's mouth twitched a few times, his face turned green and white, and he pointed at the stall in the distance and said angrily: "Is this what you are talking about, the handsome Mr. Lu?"

Old man Zhang didn't understand why he was like this. He looked in the direction of his finger and was also startled.

I saw the man who was busy at the tofu stall. He had a strong build, with strong muscles on his shoulders, and a dark and shiny complexion. Not to mention his ordinary appearance, he also had a bit of a fierce look. He could make a child stop crying when he was angry. This was not the day.

Are you cheating on the slippery Zhang Tieshu? How can you let these Lu scholars sell tofu?

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Old Man Zhang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "This is not Scholar Lu, the one over there with the plate of tofu is."

Hearing this, the man looked back and realized that when he looked just now, Zhang Tieshu was so tall that he covered most of the other person. Now he moved his body and saw that his eyes were fixed.

Standing quietly next to the tofu stall was a tall and handsome young man wearing a green shirt. His black and white eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and his eyes were full of elegance.

At this time, Lu Zhihang was holding a small plate of fried tofu, divided it into small pieces, put toothpicks on it, and a small bowl of soy milk next to it, and gave it to the onlookers to taste, but the many eyes following his every move like tarsals, really

It made him a little unbearable. Fortunately, although they always stared at him shyly, they were not just people who didn't buy it.

Lu Zhihang touched his nose gently with his fingertips and thought to himself, no wonder in the original work, Lu Zhi went to Beijing to take the exam and was attracted by the second daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace, who recruited him as his son-in-law, leaving behind his wife Zhang Chushang who was far away in Yangjiang Town.

From then on, he became very prosperous and fascinated the second lady of the prime minister's house. The prime minister paved the way for him.

I still don’t know that it was from him that the term “eating tofu” generally refers to teasing.

"Sir, there are not many pieces of tofu left." Zhang Tieshu stopped and took a few breaths. Seeing these young girls who had not left the palace and the married women staring at Lu Zhihang without concealment, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

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"Let's go after everything is sold." Lu Zhihang looked around and said without thinking.

Since it was their first time to sell it, the mother and son only made five boards of tofu in the morning. The excess was made into soy milk and added with some sugar. A board of tofu cost less than five cents, and a piece of tofu cost three cents. Most people ate it.

I can afford it. The sales volume is much better than Lu Zhihang imagined. He originally thought that he would eat the leftovers by himself. The tofu accounted for this morning alone was 135 cents, and the sales volume of soy milk is not as high as that of Lu Zhihang.

The tofu is bad. It tastes sweet and has the aroma of beans. It only costs one penny a bowl, but it sold for fifty penny.

At first, it was just a few familiar faces from Zhangjiacun who came to buy. Later, people from neighboring villages also went to the market to try the food at Lu Zhihang's place. They were full of praise and naturally attracted a group of customers. Just this day's account was taken.

There were one hundred and eighty-five cents. After excluding the ten kilograms of soybeans and the money for Zhang Tieshu's meal, the net profit was one hundred and fifty cents.

Lu Zhihang was a little regretful that he didn't make enough tofu today, so he sold a few more boards. The income he earned this day was enough to buy bamboo paper. But thinking about it, if he really made a few more boards, he might not be able to sell them all. It's a pity that the ones at the entrance of the village

The market only happened once every half a month. He knew that paper and ink were expensive, so he only dared to write with a brush dipped in water, and then he would try it on paper after seeing some results. He was so frugal that he could only use half a knife to write on bamboo paper.

The consumption of two or three days was reduced to five or six.

The footfall of the Zhangjiacun market is limited. Even if he makes a few more boards, he can only sell them for a few bucks. He earns 200 fen per day and 400 fen from the market twice a month. He wants to take part in the imperial examination.

In addition to pens, ink, paper and inkstones, books are also indispensable. Lu Zhi used to learn from his father Lu Xuelin. Now that his filial piety period is over, he has to think about schooling. He also has to pay for repairs when looking for a husband. He also needs money to go out to take exams. At present,

His income is far from enough. If he can make a living every day, even if his daily income is less and his life is tighter, it will still be enough.
Chapter completed!