A few days later, the boy named Qiao Junlin started working in the Luo family. He went out early and came back late every day and did not cause trouble for Lin Liulang. Lin's father and mother were very pleased, and even the thought of sending him home early that he had been born before was relieved.

As long as the child stays calm and does not cause trouble, it will not be a problem for how long it will be. Isn’t it just a meal a day and then give it a room alone? It’s not a big deal. This kid stays here and doesn’t go back to make things difficult for his parents. They can be considered as helping relatives there to solve their problems? It’s also a favor to be neither big nor small.

Luo Yong didn't care much about this matter. He was just a few helpers. He had to teach people how to make tofu anyway, and it was not bad if one was more or less.

However, after a little observation over the past few days, he found that this kid is quite tough and making tofu is not a light work. In addition, in this winter, he gets up early and goes out early and comes back late every day. He has not been left alone for a day, and he is not late or leave early, and he is not lazy when he is working.

It has been half a month since these people came to help the worker on the first day. The villagers are basically very good at it. Erniang has also learned tofu. She has a more accurate start to start with it than Luo. The quality of the tofu he ordered is more stable. Now she has basically taken over the job of ordering tofu.

As for Luo Yong, he is now mainly committed to opening up the market. Although his yard is very lively all day long, he hasn't really earned anything yet. The beans exchanged for tofu are basically taken to make tofu again.

He had to take advantage of the month when these people were still working at his house to try to make more tofu and sell more tofu. If you can't save other things, it would be good to save more beans.

As his reputation spread, some wealthy families in the city have sent people to Xipo Village to buy tofu in the past few days. This is a good start. What he has to do now is to open the gap a little wider, so spreading various ways to eat tofu has become the primary task at present.

The cooking methods these days are relatively simple, and everyone eats them very simply, either steaming or barbecuing, or cold dishes, or stir-frying. I have never heard of them in their small places. Most of the stoves are made of ceramics, and cooking oil is rare. Spices such as fennel and pepper are very expensive.

In their Xipo Village, better foods that can be eaten often are eggs and chickens, and geese are also common. Basically, every household raises some poultry. No one in their village raises pigs, but other villages have heard that some raise pigs. However, pigs have not been castrated these days and are not fast to grow meat. The pork raised has a fishy smell when eaten. But even so, for the villagers, pork and lard are still rare.

Under such conditions, how to make the tofu delicious is a test of the wisdom of the working people. Helplessly, the working people now say that they are happy to be able to eat enough. They finally ended the war and just lived a few good days, and most people are still relatively easy to satisfy.

Especially in the mountains and villages like them with low productivity and underdeveloped business, no one has seen the outside world and lives in a very closed environment. The lower foundation determines the superstructure. It is obviously difficult to develop a delicious tofu dish with a group of people who have never eaten tofu since childhood. Now, the method of eating tofu is very simple. Basically, when cooking vegetables and making soup, cut a few pieces of tofu into the pot and cook them together.

Luo Sanlang had told people about how to make tofu in the village before, but the ingredients were limited, so the villagers just listened to it. Later, the Luo family started to make tofu, and each family exchanged the beans for tofu and went home. They cut them into the soup pot and cooked them with pickles and so on.

Recently, Luo Yong started to think about it and planned to make a few tofu dishes that fit the local customs. Yesterday he made a dish of dried tofu and cooked pickles. The taste was pretty good. The dried tofu and pickles were quite good. If you have the conditions, dig a spoonful of meat oil and cook them together, which would make it even more delicious.

Today he started to make tofu dumplings again. He picked a few mountain mushrooms that Erniang and the others picked in Poshan two months ago, soaked them and washed them, chopped them finely, and made dumpling fillings with tofu. There were also a few salt beans that were ground into powder and a little pepper powder. The pepper was bought by the villagers who came to the city a few days ago. The pepper was not produced locally and was transported from Bashu, and the price was very expensive.

The yard was filled with steaming labor. It was washed in water, ground on and cooked in the pot. No one was spared.

Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang are also here today. Lin Wulang and Yao Maoyun are carrying several baskets of pressed tofu onto the wooden frame next to it. The two of them are working and talking, not as if there is any gap between Aunt Luo.

Aunt Luo was learning some tofu from Luo Erniang. Erniang has done a good job now, but the aunt has not started much yet. If someone comes to change tofu, they can also receive it, so they don’t have to call Sanlang out every time.

The couple have been running to the Luo family very frequently recently. The two old men in the family didn't say anything else. They had a vague sense of support. Lin Dalang and Lin Erlang would often lead them to talk about the situation in the Luo family.

Lin Wulang is a honest person and didn't think much about it. Aunt Luo talked to Luo Yong. Luo Yong just smiled and said that it would not be a problem, so let them go. Then Aunt Luo didn't think about it anymore. Since Sanlang said that it was not a problem, it would definitely not be a problem.

Since Sanlang woke up this time, it was a little different from the past. Aunt Luo believed that this was because of a major disaster at home. The young Luo Sanlang had to take on the burden of establishing a family early, so he quickly matured in a short period of time.

However, although Lin Dalang and others didn't say it on the surface, they still looked down upon Luo Yong, thinking that he was too young, did not know how to manage, and had no rules in his daily life. This kind of contempt would inevitably be brought out in his daily words and deeds. Aunt Luo lived in the same yard with them, and took all of this into consideration.

The influences he received since childhood were different, his mind and vision were naturally different. The Lin family has been guarding a recipe for making vinegar, and has accumulated little by little to achieve the current industry.

On the Luo family, Luo’s father and mother sold Luo’s mother to study. Although life was hard, they were very happy. What Luo’s father was looking forward to was not the kind of small wealth like the Lin family.

As the eldest daughter of the Luo family, Aunt Luo has heard of it since she was a child, and her personality has some similarities to Luo's father. In her opinion, it is unknown how Sanlang acts like this in the future, but people like Erlang, who seem smart but are actually narrow-minded, only know how to keep an eye on those trivial plans every day, and they are destined to fail.

How can you achieve great things without great courage? In this aspect alone, Sanlang is much better than them and deserves to be the son of their Luo family!

"Sister, you can try the slot I made." Saburo brought a plate of cooked dumplings into the straw hut made of tofu.

"Okay." Aunt Luo wiped his hands on the apron, pinched a dumpling from the plate and put it into his mouth, and then pinched another one to Luo Erniang who was next to him. The two sisters smiled with their eyes.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Let's eat this tonight." There are still a lot of dough and stuffing. When it's a little later, all the people in the yard will be done, so the whole family will make dumplings together.

"It's delicious! Make more, I'll take a plate back." The biased old woman had no reason. If she knew that the couple had eaten something delicious outside but didn't think about her beloved baby Liulang, she didn't know why she was unhappy. Even if she couldn't say anything in front of her, she would definitely have to wear her shoes behind her back, or find a reason to beat her in the future.

"What's that? I'll do more then, so you can take it back." Luo Yong agreed. Although the aunt didn't say much, he knew a little bit about the situation in the Lin family. For more than half a year ago, Sister Luo was under the pressure from there to take care of the brothers and sisters. Now that she has gotten up by herself, she naturally can't make it difficult for her to do it anymore.

As he said that, Luo Yong asked the helpers in the yard to taste the dumplings: "When will relatives and friends come to their homes and make a few for them to taste. They all know how to eat them, and there will be more people buying tofu in the future."

The helpers came over to eat dumplings with a smile. Although there was only one plate of dumplings, each person could only get one or two, but not to mention anything else. They could only eat such good white flour a few times a year. The white flour is so expensive that they are reluctant to eat it. By the way, the slot made by Saburo is really delicious. They remember the flavor first and can make it according to their own future.

After eating the dumplings, everyone became more energetic. They were busy with their hands and kept talking about Sanlang. In the past few days, many people from the county town have come to buy tofu. No matter what kind of person they come, Luo Sanlang is very comfortable to receive, and the villagers admire them very much.

Sometimes Luo Sanlang would tell them about the ways of business, and those novel concepts were very refreshing. For example, he said that it would not matter if there were more families in Xipo Village to make tofu. As long as they could make their reputation, people from all over the countryside would come to them to buy tofu. Then no matter how much tofu the villagers make every day, they would not have to worry about not being able to sell it.

For example, he also said that when there are more people coming to their Xipo Village to buy tofu, the money next to them becomes easier to make. For example, some people come from afar and cannot make a round trip that day. The village can provide them with food and accommodation and earn some money. In the summer, it is hot, so you can set up a tea stall at the intersection, etc.

In the eyes of these villagers, Luo Sanlang is simply a smart person.

Master Qiao curled his lips and felt a little dissatisfied with him. Luo Sanlang is indeed a bit capable, but he will definitely be more capable than him in the future. What can he do in this mountain valley? When he learns to make tofu, he will go to the city to open a tofu shop. After a little accumulation, he will open his tofu shop to Taiyuan City and Chang'an...

The fierce fighting spirit was ignited, and Master Qiao became more and more powerful, pushing the stone mill whirring, making the helpers in the yard stagger. The children from this city were so strong!

Over there, Luo Sanlang went out of the yard alone, followed a dirt road near his yard and climbed the small dirt slope at the entrance of the village. The place has a good view, and people in the village can see it when they come in and out.

In Luo Sanlang's memory, when he was studying in the city, whenever he returned to the village on his rest days, he could see that his mother and sister were standing on the high slope at the entrance of the village...

Luo Yong climbed onto the slope under the snow and saw that there was already someone there. A shabby child was squatting there with his body shrank.

"What are you doing here when you are cold in this cold day?" Luo Yong knew that his father was working in the Luo family's yard at this moment. No wonder he was squatting here and shrank. I guess he was walking up when he climbed the hill. If he was caught by him, he would have to be scolded.

"Grandpa went to the city to send tofu and said he would come back to buy me cooked cakes." The child felt a little guilty when he saw that it was Luo Sanlang, for fear that he would complain to his father. His parents didn't know how many times he had told him in the past few days. It was too cold, so he told him to stay in the house honestly and not always run out.

"You go back now, I won't tell them." Luo Yong said.

"..." The child squatted there and was silly, but he refused to leave. His grandfather came back almost this time a few days ago.

"..." Luo Yong stood there and looked at him, thinking that if this kid refused to obey, he would take him to his yard and ask his father to beat him up. It was cold weather, such a little big child was dressed so little, and he kept squatting here to breathe. Once he got sick, it would be a joke.

Just as the two of them were confronting each other, a person came over from a distance on the dirt road in front of the entrance of the village. The child suddenly recognized his grandfather and called him grandfather, stood up and rushed down the slope.

"Don't come here, don't come here, this cold day, why are you here for? "When the old man saw his grandson, he hurriedly jogged over. In this cold day, the snow in the past few days was piled on the road and was trampled to pieces, forming muddy snow depresses. If you step on it, you can freeze into the bones.

He was obviously less than fifty years old, but he looked like a little old man. The old man ran to the front in three steps and bent down to pick up his grandson. His movements were a little slow and obviously difficult.

The little baby was ignorant and even asked for a pancake with his grandfather. Until the old man took out a piece of pancake from his arms and handed it to him, he satisfactorily and started to chew the pancake in his grandfather's arms. Such a pancake was already a delicious thing for the children in the village.

This old man brought tofu from Luo Yong. One dou of beans can be exchanged for thirteen-party tofu. He gave more to three parties, which was considered a wholesale price. He carried three dou of beans this morning, and Luo Yong gave him forty-counter tofu. The extra beans was added.

These tofu are carried to the city. Generally, four-sided tofu can be sold for one cent, and this basket of tofu can be sold for ten cents. Recently, the price of tofu in the city is quite chaotic. Some villagers pay attention to the price. The prices are high, and even sold for one cent per square meter. However, that was earlier. Recently, there are more villagers carrying tofu tofu in the city these days, and the price has become slightly more stable.

The food is cheap these days. This autumn, a dou of rice can only be sold for three cents, and beans are even cheaper. No one wants a dou of two cents. Farmers work hard all year round, and a mu of land cannot produce a few cents. So even if it is hard, the road is long and the weather is bad, many villagers have carried tofu into the city to sell it in the past few days, and people have been joining it.

Luo Yong stood on the slope and watched the villagers come back from this path one after another. They were all thin clothes, their feet were frozen black and red, but their faces were full of joy. Obviously, the money earned by selling tofu made them feel very satisfied.

Luo Yong had heard of the prosperous scene of Chang'an City in this dynasty. He also knew that there were various lowly people at this time, and many people were unable to take responsibility for their own life and death.

He didn't know whether his arrival was an accident or someone was deliberately making arrangements. If it was a deliberate arrangement, then what did the other party want him to do?

But then what's the point?
Chapter completed!