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Chapter 6 The famous Lu Wenzong

"It'll be just right if you add some salt."

Lu Si scooped some salt from a salt jar with a small spoon and sprinkled it into the pot. The salt was not the fine salt that Lu Si ate in his previous life, but very coarse salt grains, like the large salt used to pickle vegetables in the countryside in his previous life.

There is definitely no shortage of salt in Yancheng, and the price is also cheap. You can buy a pound of 300 cents. However, if you transport the salt out to Jiangxi, Henan, and Huguang, the price can be increased by at least five or six times, or even more than ten times.

This huge profit has led to the fact that in addition to the government-licensed salt vendors, many private salt dealers are engaged in the salt trade.

At that time in the early days of the country, the private salt dealers were hit hard. I don’t know if it was related to the private salt dealers’ emergence of Zhang Shicheng, who was an enemy of Emperor Taizu.

Later, during the Chenghua period, the salt industry started to be reorganized by China and France. The court directly controlled the four major salt fields at the source of production, and the distribution gradually became loose. It also turned a blind eye to those who sold private salt, and it was no longer a big blow.

Otherwise, other places are not clear, and the emerging market in Yancheng County can catch hundreds of private salt sellers every year.

A bowl of chicken soup, a plate of scrambled eggs with spinach, two pieces of tofu mixed with soy sauce, a small plate of steamed dried salted fish, and four dishes were placed on the table, which made people salivate just by looking.

This was also the first decent meal Lu Si ate after coming to this era. If he did this every meal, he would not have the idea of ​​stealing other people's dogs.

Lu Youcai is good at drinking some wine, and he also loves to drink Yanghe Daqu from Baiyanghe Town, Taoyuan County, not far from Yancheng County. Even if his family is poor, he will buy a small jar every time he goes to the town. If he really has no money, he will take a jar on credit. The wine shop is also familiar with him.

I dare not drink too much, because this wine is not cheap either. A jar of ten pounds costs twenty copper coins, so he drinks about one or two taels at a meal, so he can drink it for a month by controlling it.

The wine that Guangyuan poured for his grandfather was filled with his grandson, and his grandson Xiaosun poured the bowls, looking afraid that it would be a few taels. In normal times, Lu Youcai would definitely say a few words to his grandson and then pour the wine back into some jars. But this time he didn't say a word, nor did he pour it back. Instead, Guangyuan poured some for his father and Lu Si.

"uncle?"

Lu Si remembered that Lu Youcai and his father had never given him alcohol.

"Tomorrow, you and your brother and your nephew will go out to work in the river industry, so let's have some drinks today."

Lu Youcai put a chopstick in a wine bowl and then put it in his mouth and whispered. This is his habit. It has been like this for decades, and I don’t know why.

"Little Sizi, have some drinks."

Lu Wenliang took the wine jar from his son and poured half a bowl of it for his cousin. It was not that he was reluctant to let it go, but that he was afraid that his cousin who had never drunk alcohol would get drunk too much.

"Master, I want to drink too."

Guangyuan looked at his father with a licking face. This kid had a history of stealing his grandfather's drinking a few years ago.

Lu Wenliang smiled, then nodded and said, "You are one year older than your master. If he can drink, you can drink." After that, he poured some for his son, but it was obviously less than his cousin's.

Tian E and her mother-in-law Wu entered the main hall with a small wooden barrel serving rice. There was nothing special about the women in Huaiyang. As long as the family was eating together, they would eat together. If the family had a large population, they could not even sit on the eight immortals table. It would be so lively that the group was always together at meal time.

"Take a sip first,"

Lu Youcai picked up the wine bowl and looked at his children, grandchildren and nephew. Lu Si and the other two hurriedly picked up the bowl and met Lu Youcai.

After drinking Yanghe Daqu, Lu Si felt that the wine was really good. Not only was it soft and not spicy, but it also smelled like a wine when it entered the throat, and there was no smell of the bad wine.

No wonder Yanghe Town can make the brand of Yanghe so loud in the future.

"Little Four, this thigh brings you,"

After Lu Wenliang put down the wine bowl, he took the chopsticks and picked up one of the chicken legs in the basin into his cousin's bowl, and then picked up the other chicken legs to his father.

But Lu Youcai clamped the chicken legs to Guangyuan and said, "When a person is old, he has no use, he can't chew it, so he can't eat it."

The child Guangyuan was not so stupid that he thought his grandfather could not chew on it, so he quickly wanted to pick up the chicken legs, but Lu Youcai couldn't let him go, and Guangyuan ate it after a while.

Lu Si looked around and felt warm. Whether it was uncle himself, cousin Wenliang and nephew Guangyuan, they were very kind people.

The meal was enjoyable. Even though my aunt Wu and sister-in-law Tian E felt wronged, they didn't put it on their faces, but they were hidden deep in their hearts. Perhaps they knew that since the matter was decided, they couldn't change it, and it was useless to think too much.

There was also a formation that I didn’t eat meat anymore. In addition, Lu Youcai and Lu Wenliang and others tried hard to pick up chicken for Lu Si, which made Lu Si really fill his stomach. The addiction to greed for meat was also cured.

Wu and Tian E just couldn't resist Lu Si's persuasion to pick up a piece of it, and they basically didn't pick up the meat afterwards.

Virtuous, probably that's it.

The two of them are typical of ordinary villagers' wives in this era. As long as the husband and children are good, they will be fine in everything.

Even if they have simple meals, even if they have not had the last meal, they always want their men and children to be better in their hearts.

After half a bowl of Yanghe's bent, Lu Si's face also flushed. Uncle Lu Youcai's chopsticks did not stretch towards the chicken soup at all, but only ate tofu and dried fish.

After picking up a small dried fish and chewing it in his mouth, Lu Youcai looked up and suddenly said to his nephew: "I'll come back from the river work. After the Spring Festival, I'll go to Yangzhou to learn craftsmanship... You're not young anymore. Your mother went there early, and your grandfather often isn't at home. I, a man, can't watch you and can't beg for a wife."

The word "Ya" may refer to Lu Xiaohuazi of the second uncle's family, or it may be said that he is his grandson.

Tian E glanced at her son, and she always took the matter of asking for her daughter-in-law to heart.

"Um..."

Lu Si wanted to blurt out that he would never go to Yangzhou, but when he saw his uncle's look of anticipation, he swallowed the words he said.

"Yeah, where."

There are still two or three months left after the Spring Festival. Who knows whether this will be done then? Lu Si thought about not letting his uncle down, so he responded first.

"Then let's go together after the New Year!"

The side of the village Guangyuan saw that the old uncle was willing to go to Yangzhou to learn craftsmanship, so he happily picked up the bowl and met with the old uncle. He thought that he could learn craftsmanship with the old uncle and marry his wife home.

After dinner, my aunt Wu cleaned the table, but my sister-in-law Tian E went to pack the things that her husband and son had done.

It is said that it is a cleanup, but there is nothing to clean up. It is just the bedding and straw mats covered by the father and son. In addition, it is the food brought on the road and tools for work.

Guangyuan also muttered that he would bring two more sets of clothes. His father Lu Wenliang directly said not to bring them. Hegong is a mason, and any clothes he brings is a waste. It is better to wear a torn cotton coat from beginning to end. Don’t pay attention to taking a bath when you go out. It would be nice to have hot water on the construction site.

The same is true for Lu Si.

After packing the table, Wu went to help his wife, talking around him, saying that he would bring a cotton coat, otherwise it would be so cold that it would be in the twelfth lunar month. Then he said that he would sew two shoulder pads, or the shoulder would be crushed. Then he said that if he didn't bring a change of clothes, he would have to prepare needles and threads, otherwise the clothes would be torn and nothing to repair...

The elderly are like this, but they all show their care for their children and grandchildren.

In the afternoon, Lu Si's second aunt, Wang, came over. This woman was smart at heart. She said good things, and she said nothing, if it weren't for the help of the old man, what would she do if she had encountered a public affairs? She praised Wen Liang's nephew, and then praised her niece Tian E, and Lu Si also lost a lot of good things.

Anyway, the yard was filled with Wang's laughter and praise, and the loud voice could be heard clearly in several families.

Lu Si is not surprised, breaking his bones and connecting his tendons. No matter how bad Wang is, his second aunt always has to give him face.

"When your uncle and nephew come back from the river work, I will go back to my parents' home to tell you a wife to each of you... The big girls on the other side of my parents' home are not ugly..."

I don’t know if Wang was telling the truth or lies, but Tian E was moved after hearing this. She really came up to ask Wang about which girl from her parents’ home hasn’t gone out. If it’s appropriate, she would tell the Lu family.

In the evening, Song Wu, a neighbor who was on a business trip under Lao Ma, came over. He came to register for the Lu family's river work, and also informed the Lu family of which tools to prepare.

Lu Wenliang told Song Wu about his second uncle's first wife. Song Wu nodded and told Wang that your nephew is not ugly.

"Whoever is around you know that my Wenliang is good..." Wang's side praised him again.

Song Wu took out the booklet for registering the river workers, opened it and said to Lu Wenliang: "Your family manager has arranged it. Then you can take the courage to bring three shoulder poles and three bunches of baskets tomorrow. You can bring some dry food on the road, and bring as much food as possible. After all, Huai'an is a raw place. If the food provided by the yamen is not enough, everyone will have to eat their own..."

Song Wu went to social studies for three years when he was a child, and he could write a hundred surnames and simple characters, so Lao Ma asked him to register from house to house. He went back and worked with the team to do some things about recording work and managing grain, which was equivalent to Lu Si's village accountant in his previous life. It was a relaxing job.

"Then it's decided. The Lu family has three people, one of Lu Wenliang, one of Lu Guangyuan, and one of your third family, and the fourth son of your third family, right?"

Song Wu was written quite well. Just as he wrote the names of Wen Liang and his son, he was about to pick up his pen and write Lu Xiaosi again, but Lu Si's voice came from his ears: "Fifth Master, can you stop writing Lu Xiaosi? I have a name."

"Do you have a name?"

Song Wu was a little surprised, "When did you name you?"

Not only Song Wu was surprised, but Lu Youcai's grandson and Wang family were also surprised, and they were all curious.

"My master didn't give it to me, I gave it to myself. Anyway, I think this name is OK,"
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