As time comes to the end of November, more and more people come to Xipo Village to buy tofu, including those in nearby villages, those in Shixian County, and even a few come from farther places.

Xipo Village is not very far from Shi County. People with faster footprints will set off at three or four in the morning and arrive at noon. In order to go and go back early, the villagers usually leave at night. It is not dangerous to walk in pairs, but it is very cold.

After tofu became popular in Lishi County, we soon received news that some wealthy merchants rushed to buy ox and horse carriages, and later some porters came to buy with beans on their backs.

It started to snow again these days, and the weather became colder. When encountering those who came from afar, Luo Sanlang often asked someone to drink a bowl of hot sauce tofu brain.

The thick ginger juice cooked early was filled in a jar and placed on the stove where soy milk was cooked. These stoves were kept burning from morning to night. There was no fear of coldness when placed on the ginger juice. There was brown sugar in the ginger juice. Although there was only a little bit, it could taste sweet.

Another carriage came outside the door. Nowadays, those who can afford carriages are noble people. Luo Sanlang went out and brought the people into the yard. He also brought a few bowls of hot ginger and tofu brain.

"Sanlang, I went back to make the cold tofu you said last time. My wife and wife love it very much. Let's talk to me about other ways to eat tofu this time." The person who spoke was a 16 or 17-year-old boy with red lips, white teeth, white eyebrows and romantic eyes. He looked like a child raised by a good family.

The young man wore fur on his head and a fur coat wrapped around his body. He sat in this simple farmyard, holding a coarse pottery bowl and drinking tofu brain. Not far away was a group of poorly dressed villagers, and he didn't care.

This person's name is Ma Feiyang, and he is a famous young man in Lishi County. The Ma family is one of the best families in the county. His ancestors have only a few officials. Although their branch has not developed as well as relatives in Chang'an, it is said that there are people in the court, and they are not on the same level as those small families without foundation.

Just such a young man born in a local rich family, he spent a lot of effort at home and finally got him to the county school to study. Speaking of which, Luo Sanlang and him were still classmates, but not long after Luo Sanlang entered the school, he was driven out by the county school.

It has to be said that the teachers at this time were still quite tough, and the local politics was relatively clear. According to the current regulations, local officials should be responsible for the quality of students in county schools.

If you want to ensure quality and quantity, you cannot be led by the local gentry and tyrants. In this regard, they did a good job in the county school in Shixian County, otherwise poor students like Luo Sanlang would not have had the opportunity to go to the county school in the first place.

This Ma Feiyang ranks ninth among uncles and brothers, known as Ma Jiu. This guy has been wandering around Lishi County since he was a child, which has made some reputation, but it is not a good reputation.

When Ma Feiyang was removed from the county school, Luo Sanlang had heard many of his glorious deeds. Later, Luo Sanlang was lying in bed for half a year and his place was gone in the county school. Now, this pair of brothers and brothers met again after a long separation, which was really a coincidence.

"It's a cold weather, it's not good to eat cold dishes. Today I'll tell you a fish head tofu soup." The last time it was because the fresh tofu at home was really not enough. Ma Jiu was so anxious that Luo Yong had to make some frozen tofu for it. The boy said he had never seen frozen tofu and could not eat it. Luo Yong told him how to eat it.

"Very good, how to make this fish-head tofu soup?" Ma Jiusan finished drinking ginger and tofu brain, handed the stone pottery bowl in his hand to the side. The servant next to him reached out to pick up the bowl, put it in the water basin with the bowl in his hand.

"This soup is easy to make..." As long as there are a few taels of oil for fried fish at home and a pot that cannot be cracked, the soup will naturally be easy to make. Unfortunately, the Luo family does not have it now, so he can only give others a portion of it and cannot eat it himself.

"Sanlang, I've ordered tofu." In front of the stove over there, Yao Maoyun saw that the heat was almost done, so he called Luo to order tofu. Er Niang and the others were not in the yard at this time.

"Come on." The tofu in the pot could not be delayed. Luo Yong ran over to order the tofu, and Ma Jiu followed him happily. The two of them stood by the stove and continued chatting. As they were chatting, they were a little greedy for Douhua, so they asked Luo Yong to make another bowl of him.

The two of them have a good relationship. Yao Maoyun and the others watched from the side. They also thought that Luo Sanlang had such a good relationship with Ma Jiulang when he was studying in the county town.

In fact, Luo Yong knew in his heart that this kid wanted to dig out treasures from him, but it just so happened that Luo Yong wanted to get along with him, so the two hit it off and got along very well.

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At this time, in the grass pavilion beside the ancient well in the village, Erniang and the others were grinding soy milk here.

Yesterday at noon, a middle-aged man who came to Luo's house to buy tofu from the city. Seeing Luo Erniang's eyes were a bit frivolous and obscene. Then, early this morning, Luo Yong arranged for them to grind soy milk here, and there were only a group of men left in the yard.

It just so happens that the tofu made in the past few days is not enough to sell, especially the only one stone mill. The process of grinding soy milk is too slow, and the soy milk that is grinding is always insufficient.

Qiao Junlin was also arranged to come here, mainly considering that their family is also quite famous in Lishi County.

Although there are not many people in the county who don’t know about the Qiao family’s affairs, if someone sees Qiao’s Dalang helps people push the mills in the countryside and the message comes out, Qiao Junlin will definitely be out of place. If you pursue it, it will be a little difficult for the old lady of the Lin family to do. The old lady is unhappy, and Aunt Luo will definitely not be able to do it.

The weather was cold and the grass Pavilion was airtight. Fortunately, the Luo family had earned some money recently and bought some warm clothes. At this time, Luo Erniang and Luo Siniang were wearing rabbit fur coats, which were not the snow-white white rabbit skin, but it was just a very ordinary gray rabbit skin, but it really made the girls in the village envious.

The village is very lively recently. No matter how cold the weather is, it cannot stop the villagers from becoming more and more active. Those whose families are learning to make tofu at Luo's family are naturally full of expectations. As for other families, they are either watching and exploring the news from Erniang and others, thinking about how to learn the skills of making tofu. Some people have simply gone out to sell tofu with baskets on their backs.

These people talked lively around the grass pavilion, and in front of Er Niang and the others, they praised Luo Sanlang for being in the sky and without any underground.

If it were normal, that boy Qiao Junlin would have to curl his lips and say he disagreed. Somehow today, he was a little distracted. He pushed the millstone round by circle, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Er Niang asked him if he was tired and if he wanted to push him for a while. He looked at Er Niang blankly, as if he didn't know how long he had been pushing just now.

After finishing work that evening, everyone went home. Qiao Dalang was still scrambling in the yard, slimming the tofu baskets and sweeping the stove.

Erniang leaned out to look, went into the room and whispered to Luo Yong: "Qiao Dalang is in a bad mood today. Do you think he is tired?" Erniang was a little worried. After all, this is the young man from the city. If he gets tired, their family can't afford to pay.

"It's okay, I think he's pretty good. He probably has something to worry about." Luo Yong was pouring rice wine into a jar by the wall at this time.

The temperature in this room is not high or low, and it just happens to cultivate mold. A few days ago, he made some tofu and put it in the room to make it moldy, and then put them in a jar and marinated them with salt. Today, the villagers asked him to bring him a jar of turbid wine. Now he directly used the turbid wine as marinade and poured it into the jar. If nothing unexpected happens, they will have fermented bean curd to eat.

Outside the yard, Qiao Junlin was slow to get dark before leaving. Before leaving, he glanced into the room. Seeing that Luo Yong and the others were busy with his own affairs, he didn't say anything, gently pulled the yard door and went out.

In the room, Luo sealed the jar of fermented bean curd by the wall, and sealed the jar of wine in his hand tightly, then stood up and said, "I'll send him there."

"Come back early for dinner." Luo Erniang didn't think anything was wrong. Although she was a helper at home, her identity was there, and it was good to send someone back to the Lin family. They were also very at ease.

At this end, Qiao Junlin left the Luo family yard, but did not go back to the Lin family immediately. He turned a corner under his feet and left the village entrance. After leaving the village entrance, he walked a long way eastward, and then turned up a small uphill path next to it. After walking along this path for about a quarter of an hour, he arrived at a dilapidated courtyard.

Luo Yong knew that Luo Sanlang's mother had grown up here since she was a child. Later, she married Luo's father and gave birth to several babies. Luo Sanlang came here to play when he was a child. Later, his hunting grandfather was gone, and the yard was abandoned.

Qiao Junlin gently patted the yard gate that was about to fall, shouting "Azhi" from his mouth. Luo thought to himself, could this kid come to steal the little girl? As a result, he walked out of the house, a handsome young man in his early twenties.

But when this person spoke, Luo Yong knew that this was a woman wearing men's clothes.

"Why are you still coming here so late?"

"I'll see you again."

"I will leave tomorrow morning. Please take good care of yourself."

"It's all my fault for being useless."

"What does this have to do with you? I can't see the situation clearly, but I end up in a difficult situation."

"Azhi, you'd better stop leaving, the road is too dangerous."

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"Why don't I go with you."

"What nonsense is it? You stay here, at least you have no worries about food and clothing. Why do you have to go with me to spend that day without any worries?"

Qiao Junlin clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and his eyes were already wet, but he tried to hold back his tears.

Azhi bought it from a dentist when her mother first married into the Qiao family. Qiao Junlin has been by her side since she was born to grow up, just like her sister. In the years since her mother died, Azhi has protected him everywhere.

The poisonous woman could still pretend when she first married into the Qiao family. She gave birth to a few children for the Qiao family over the years and consciously gained a firm foothold and gradually became vicious.

Now that he was brought to this countryside, he even had to give Azhi to a little old man in her parents' home. To put it nicely, the old man is in his seventies and eighties. He won't have to talk about his wife below and reopen her.

Azhi told him that she had a relative in the south and planned to join them. Qiao Junlin only thought this was very unreliable. At that time, her biological parents sold her. What kind of distant relative could be reliable?

Even if it is reliable, she went out alone, without anyone she knew, and had no money on her body. It was cold and cold, how could she reach the south...

"After I leave, don't think too much, don't collide with her in person. It would be great if you can live here for a few years. Wait until you grow up a little longer..." Azhi only reminded him how to act in the future.

The two of them said a few more words, and Azhi urged him to leave quickly. The place was remote and he was afraid of danger on the road after it became dark.

Qiao Junlin didn't want to leave, but was worried that Azhi's whereabouts would be exposed. If she was caught and sent to the stinky old man, with her temperament, she would probably either go to the well or hang herself.

It's all his fault for being useless!

Qiao Dalang wiped his tears out of the yard. If he could study hard, if he could get more attention from his father than the son born by the poisonous woman, they would not have ended up in such a situation...

Just when I was sad and regretful, I had something tripped under my feet, and almost tripped him up. When I looked down, I found that it was a basket with some white tofu in it.

Qiao Junlin sniffed, lifted the basket, turned to Azhi and said, "I didn't expect that the boy of the Luo family is a little conscientious. Azhi, you can take these tofu on the way."

Azhi took the basket and looked down at the tofu in the basket. After a long time of silence, he said, "Na Luo Sanlang sent these tofu over, and may not have asked me to take them to eat on the way."

"What?" Qiao Junlin looked at Azhi with tears in his face.

"..." Azhi only smiled at him.

What about the relatives in the south? These words are just to deceive her young man. After leaving here, she didn't know where she should go, but just wanted to die somewhere else.
Chapter completed!