Luo Yong sat behind the long table, with bowls of cakes placed on the table, asking the villagers to choose them themselves and take whatever they like.

"I want this piece! My mother, I want this piece!" A child looked back and forth on the table with his toes several times, then pointed to a piece of cake, turned around and shouted at him.

"Don't yell." His mother slapped his finger back with a slap, swept his eyes into the stone pottery bowls on the table, raised her hand and pointed to another piece of cake, and said, "We want this piece."

"My mother..." The child wanted to say something else.

"Just this, I won't buy it anymore." His mother made the decision. She said that this part is bigger, and this part must be bigger.

Luo Yong pushed away the rice bag they placed on the table, reached out and grabbed a few grains of rice and looked at it. Yes, it was the new rice this year, and the quality was not bad. So he took liters of rice, measured two liters of rice from the bag, and poured it into a half-person-high pottery jar on the table.

This rice sheng is similar to the rice stew that Luo Yong had seen in his previous life in his textbook. It is made into a square stew with five wooden boards wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. One liter of rice can be about one pound and two taels. One liter of beans is probably heavier. The specific one is not clear, because they do not have scales, and those fine objects are generally not available.

"Sanlang, I'll pick two more. I'll replenish the bad corn later, that's great." When Luo reached out and handed over the cake she picked, the woman said again.

After thinking about it, she decided to buy one more piece to go back to honor her parents-in-law and the other piece, and planned to send it to her parents when she went to her parents to sell tofu tomorrow.

Speaking of which, the family backgrounds of her in-laws are still affordable. The pastries that cost two liters of rice are not affordable, but they are just reluctant to let them go. Now that they have to make tofu, they have to make money every day, so they naturally have to relax.

"What are you buying so much? Sanlang will make it tomorrow." Before Luo Yong could say anything, the villagers beside him shouted first, and while shouting, he pulled the cake he had already seen.

"I won't do it tomorrow, I can sell it so much? I'll do it every five years later." Luo Sanlang said with a smile.

"Yes." Everyone nodded and said yes, and they all felt relieved. It was not that they did it every day, but that the children at home couldn't make a fuss even if they wanted to make a fuss. It was because the Sanlang family didn't do it, and it was because they didn't buy it for them.

They didn't know that there was "hunger marketing" in this world. For cakes like this, not to mention in Xipo Village, even in Lishi County, there were only a limited number of people willing to eat. They exchanged two liters of rice for a small piece of square pieces. Many people felt distressed just by thinking about it.

If Luo Yong sells it every day, some families may not be able to buy it for their children for ten or half a month. If he only sells it for the 3 days on the 5th, then one month will be for the 3 days. After today, he will have to wait for another ten days. Think about it again, there are only these three times a month, and you can’t eat much, so just buy it.

It can be foreseen that every Friday, the villagers of Xipo Village will definitely run to the Luo family yard in groups. Those three days of business may not be less than those who sell cakes every day. Moreover, Luo Yong also saves trouble. The freshly cooked cakes are fresh, and if they sell well, there will be no inventory. In such a virtuous cycle, Saburo's cake selling business will naturally last forever.

"The rice in your bag is not enough for one liter. Get two extra pieces of cake. Remember to add four liters of rice to come here. I won't ask anyone to pay on credit here." Luo Sanlang said to the woman just now.

"I'll send it to you in a moment." The woman happily picked two more pieces of cake. If she went home to get the rice first, and when she came over, the big pieces of cake would probably be picked up by someone. Of course, she would have picked up the cake first and replenished the rice later. If she had known that the brown sugar cake steamed by Luo Sanlang was so fragrant, she would have brought a few more liters of rice just now.

She started to start, and some of the villagers followed her. Sanlang said that the cake would take ten days to make it. Today is the fifteenth day, and next time it will be twenty-five, so I should buy one or two more yuan. The whole family will eat it separately, and it is also a sweet mouth. Didn’t you see the boy who just got the cake with a terrible expression?

However, I also thought that I could bear it this time and wait until the 25th day to buy a few more dollars for the New Year. After the 25th day, it will be New Year's Eve soon.

On this side, Luo Yong sold cakes in the straw shed, and on the other side, Si Niang Wulang led two puppies to the village. Si Niang was carrying a food box made of wheat straw in her hand. Er Niang put a few brown sugar cakes that had just been out of the pot and asked them to take them to Aunt Luo's place. This was what Luo Yong had told her before.

As for Erniang, the family always cannot live without her. There are two little babies, Liulang and Qiniang. Besides, there is Lin Liulang in the Lin family. Luo thought to himself that he had to be more careful. A young master like that is really a good match.

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"Hey, Luo Si."

Not long after Si Niang and Wuro went out, a few children came up. Not every household in the village was willing to buy this kind of cake for their children. It costs two liters of corn for a small piece of cake, and some families could not afford it.

These children were wandering around not far from the Luo family's yard. They couldn't eat the cake, so it was good to smell it. Seeing Luo Si Niang Luo Wulang coming out of the yard with a food box, he immediately came up and led the child and called Luo Si Niang Luo Si as Luo Si, which made the smell of the world.

"What are you doing?" Si Niang was not tall, but her momentum was very strong.

The reason why the head of the village kid called Luo Si was naturally because Luo Siniang had some prestige among the children in the village. If it were Wulang, he had to be called Dun'er. There was no way. Even in the world of children, he could not make a fortune without being domineering enough.

"What are you holding?" the child asked.

"What I gave to my elder sister is not your business." Luo Siniang said angrily.

The siblings walked along the way, and the children followed them all the way, and they always asked about the food box in their hands. Luo Siniang ignored them and led Wulang to the Lin family compound.

Goro followed Si Niang with his head held high and his chest held high. Whenever this happened, he felt that his sister was very reliable and he was very at ease following her. Luo Si Niang was a powerful guy. The boys in the village who were about the same age dared not provoke her, let alone the little girls.

The group of children followed along and followed to the Lin family door before they dispersed. Luo Siniang turned around and looked at their departure backs, pulled Wulang's hand and quickly entered the Lin family yard. She didn't feel so calm in her face. If the children really rushed up and snatched them, she would not be able to stop them alone.

As for Goro, fighting has never been expected.

The head of the child just now, Tian Chonghu, was one year older than Luo Siniang and ten years old. The surname Tian is the largest surname in Xipo Village. There are only more than twenty families in their small village, and the surname Tian accounts for more than ten families. They also like to join in groups on weekdays.

As for Tian Chonghu, a child, he will live whatever his parents are with. He is a lazy person. His mother complains all day long and is not very diligent. Fortunately, the weather is good, as long as she planted her own fields in a hurry, she would live a life, but she would be worse than others.

Tian Chonghu is the eldest of the family and has a younger sister below. She is six years old this year. I heard that there was a younger one, but she disappeared shortly after she was born.

There are rumors in the village that Tian Chonghu's parents wanted to sell her six-year-old sister to the city to be a little girl. Earlier, the kid heard that from somewhere, and went home to make a big fuss, and said he wanted to use a hoe to kill him. Now he takes his sister with him wherever he goes.

Tian Xianger is six years old this year, she is yellow and thin. She looks like a small tail all day long, and she follows her brother around.

When the weather is warm, Tian Chonghu can also make wild fruits and other things on the nearby mountains, and when luck is good, he can catch rabbits. Anyway, she has whatever she has to eat. With his brother, her portion is indispensable.

The weather is too cold recently and it is always snowing. I dare not go to the mountains because I am afraid that if I meet wolves, I will come out of the deep mountains if I don’t eat anything in winter. In the past, some children in the village were also taken away by wolves.

Tian Chonghu discussed with a few older children in the village and wanted to go out to sell tofu, but they were too young and had little strength. The tofu was too heavy and could not be visited far away. There were too many people going to nearby places, which was difficult to sell.

Luo Siniang just thought that Tian Chonghu and others wanted to steal her cake, but that was not true. It is true that they were greedy for those cakes, but they were thinking about the fermented bean curd in the Luo family yard recently, and they would definitely not start grabbing things at this time.

Fermented bean curd is more expensive than tofu essence. It is not too heavy to sell one or two cans outside for a retail sale. It is also worth making money. However, families like Tian Chonghu will definitely refuse to give him the five cents as their principal, for fear of being out of trouble. Such a older child will not be reliable.

So Tian Chonghu thought, it would be great if he could get some fermented bean curd with Luo Sanlang for credit.

He had just followed Luo Siniang and the others all the way, and the words were all the way to his mouth several times, and he swallowed them back. He really didn't know how to speak.

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Here at the Luo family.

When Si Niang and the others came back, they came back with a sheep rib, and Aunt Luo also came with them.

Although the Lin family is the richest in Xipo Village, they are also a frugal family who is very careful in calculating and saving money. After living it carefully, they also seem a little stingy.

When the batch of fermented bean curd was mature last time, Aunt Luo brought a large can of fermented bean curd back. The can was much larger than those in the village. At that time, the can of fermented bean curd was eaten by the Lin family, and they did not give any decent gifts. Some of them still remember the millstone that was a large bluestone grinding piece, made with good stones, and Luo Sanlang gave the basket of tofu, and the gift was obviously lighter.

This time, Luo Yong asked Si Niang Wulang to send the cake. The Lin family was still confused. However, Mr. Lin wanted to be ashamed and asked Aunt Luo to go to the kitchen to cut a sheep rib and take it.

In fact, Luo Yong didn't care much about whether he would give him a gift or not. However, his elder sister was really good. After cooking at home, he asked the younger ones to give her a few pieces to try. With her, the Lin family naturally couldn't say anything.

If you want to live a life, the Lin family is actually a good family. Aunt Luo has married for so long, but she has never asked her to go to work in the fields, nor has she asked her to rub thread and fabrics at home day and night, and she has to work. Although she has to work, it is relatively good in this era.

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No matter what, I am always happy to have meat, especially those small ones in my house.

"I went to the cellar to get Manjing over to make soup together." Aunt Luo handed the sheep ribs and Manjing to Erniang.

A vinegar is not a good thing, but in the current season, it is really not easy to eat fresh vegetables. Because there is a cellar in the Lin family, the vegetables in autumn can be preserved until now, but there is no one in the Luo family.

I turned around and looked at the thatched hut at the entrance of the yard. Before the crowd had dispersed, the villagers left. Several vendors came here, all from the city. They came to Xipo Village to purchase goods. They wanted to stay in the village tonight. I heard from the villagers that Luo Sanlang made a delicious brown sugar cake here, so they all came over.

These people didn't bring corn, so Luo Yong told them that a piece of cake is a little expensive. The vendors all thought it was expensive, but the cake smelled really sweet, which was different from the cakes sold in the county town. So the few people spent a penny to buy one and try it. Unexpectedly, it was very soft and sweet in the mouth and the taste was rich.

This cake made with egg whites is naturally a bit different from the ones fermented with flour in the city.

In order to steam these two pots of cake, Qiao Dalang's arm would probably be sore for several days. Nowadays, there is no egg beater, so it is completely manual. Luo Yong and Luo Erniang also started to beat it, but it was mainly based on Qiao Dalang. Qiao Dalang is really good at working. The two chopsticks can be swung like a hot wheel in his hand, and Luo Yong and others can't compare with them.

The first pot of cake was steamed, Luo Yong cut a piece for Qiao Dalang, and he ate half of it himself and left half for Azhi. Azhi is now completely like a peddler, imitating the hawkers who walk around the streets and speaks carelessly. If Qiao Junlin's parents meet, they will be shocked.

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After Luo Sanlang finished selling the cake, closed the yard and entered the kitchen. The aunt and Erniang had already cooked the soup. After frozen in the straw shed outside for a long time, he drank a bowl of hot mutton soup and felt very comfortable. In addition, he also steamed some bean buns and ate bean buns with the mutton soup, which was also good.

The aunt was not in a hurry to go back, and she had dinner here. The Lin family didn't have her turn to do housework today, so it would be okay to go back later.

After all, the Lin family courtyard is crowded. Lin Dalang and Lin Erlang are all married and have children. Although Lin Sanniang has gone out, she often comes back. In addition to Lin Wulang and Aunt Luo, there is also a worry-free Lin Liulang. In addition to Lin's mother who wants to bend her heart to the point of armpits, this family has their own thoughts. Aunt Luo is sometimes annoyed when living in such an environment.

It is said that there was a Siro in the Lin family who had been in his teens. When they were in their teens, they fell ill and disappeared. These days, many families have had such a thing, and it is not surprising that in this era when medical technology is underdeveloped and transportation is very inconvenient, life always seems particularly fragile.

After dinner, the siblings sat in the room and talked.

Aunt Luo said that those who have not learned to make tofu in the village recently seemed to be unable to hold back. There are two women in the village who often come to talk and work with her two sisters-in-law. These days, they always approach her to find out what she said.

Luo Erniang also said that she had been asked about it, and then Siniang Wuro also agreed. I don’t know if anyone has found someone who has learned to make tofu, but at present, except for those who have learned from the Luo family, no one else has made tofu to sell.

Now those people are indirectly urging from the aunt and the second lady, and there are fewer people in front of Luo Yong.

This is not difficult to understand. Luo Sanlang has been studying since he was a child and does not often walk around the village. The villagers do not know his temperament very well. If he asked in person, what if Luo Sanlang asked them back, "Why didn't he come?" How should he answer? After all, he should be more familiar with the old lady and the second lady, so let's ask from them first.

"Let's talk about it after the New Year." Luo Sanlang said. Living in the same village, you can't do things too well. Besides, it's not a bad thing to be a waste of helpers.

But we should always leave some time to let those who have chosen to believe him in the morning and make more money, otherwise how can we show the gap?

Only when the gap is revealed and the people in front of him taste the sweetness and Luo Yong says something in the future, these people will take him seriously.

"Next time someone will tell you this, just ask them who they plan to call after the New Year." Luo Yong thought for a while and said again.

This time, the candidates should not be too careless. Last time, Luo used such conditions, and they refused to come and learn. Except for some who refused to believe, the rest of the families had more or less one problem.

Luo Yong didn't want to get a few undecent people to come to Luo's yard to make things difficult for him, especially those with bad character, and there are also second and fourth girls at home. So he had to choose the most suitable person from those families. If the adults don't work, change the children. After all, it's better to adjust/teach some.

After seeing off Aunt Luo, Luo Yong went to the kitchen to take a look. The tofu and bean dregs that had been mixed a few days ago are still being shipped. At this time, the season is wrong and the mold grows slowly.

Since you want to sell groceries, how can you lose soy sauce and soy sauce?
Chapter completed!