Looking at the white flowers under the quilt, Zhou Peirong felt his scalp tighten.
"Erlang, what's wrong?"
Seemingly hearing his exclamation, Li Yulian hurriedly ran into the house and said in a panic.
Only then did Zhou Peirong realize that what Li Yulian was holding was his obscene pants.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
"Ahem, sister-in-law...Yulian..."
He was a little embarrassed, and suddenly remembered the dream he had yesterday.
Suddenly my face felt hot.
No way?
He is already in his twenties, what else does he have to do?
Isn’t that something only adolescents do?
Sensing Zhou Peirong's strange gaze, Li Yulian came back to her senses, blushed, and said hesitantly: "That... Erlang, I saw it when I woke up this morning... Well, I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable, so I brought it here
washed."
It was okay not to say this sentence, but once it was said, the two people only felt that the atmosphere became more awkward.
"You go out first."
For a long time, Zhou Peirong said helplessly.
I got dressed, took a quick shower, and had some simple breakfast.
He began to load the tofu into the truck.
Because he bought a mule cart a while ago, Li Baotian thought that it would be easy for him to get tired if he had to work, so he didn't let the mule pull the millstone.
In this era, a good animal is more valuable than a human being.
However, in recent days, due to Zhou Peirong's increased production, several people were too busy. Zhou Peirong directly used mules to grind the mill, which was more efficient.
Under Zhou Peirong's deliberate instruction, Huang also learned how to make tofu.
So Zhou Peirong can now load the car directly as soon as he wakes up in the morning and go to the county to sell.
Perhaps because of the embarrassment of what happened in the morning, Li Yulian didn't say anything to Zhou Peirong along the way.
Come to the county, set up a stall, and sell tofu.
The days passed like this day after day, and a month passed quickly.
During this month, Li Shaoqi settled accounts with Zhou Peirong twice.
Once it was sixty taels, and once it was thirty taels.
He also knew why the second settlement was less than the first.
There are only so many people who can go to restaurants to eat. After the novelty of tofu wears off, there is no need to eat it every day.
Not only that, his sales of tofu have also decreased a lot.
Li Yulian was so anxious that she almost cried, thinking that something was wrong with Tofu.
Even so, tofu brought Zhou Peirong more than seventy taels of income.
Including those from Li Ji Restaurant, he now has nearly two hundred taels in hand.
These two hundred taels may not be much in the hands of rich people.
But in this era, a tenant farmer could only earn two taels of silver a year.
These two hundred taels are a huge sum of money for ordinary people.
But, those people also came.
On this day, two people were selling tofu in the shop.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the door.
The people at the door seemed to have seen something terrifying and quickly dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, a hoarse voice came in from outside.
"Hahaha. Is Shopkeeper Zhou's recent business going well?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the figure who had sent the mail come in.
The leader was obviously Chen San from back then.
"Hey, it turns out to be the third master. I asked why there are magpies chirping in the trees today. It turns out that a noble person is coming to visit."
Seeing the visitor, Zhou Peirong's eyes quickly flashed with coldness, but he quickly greeted him with a smile.
His smile was neither humble nor arrogant, he was respectful but not flattering, and he spoke naturally. It was very nice to hear.
Hearing this, the smile on Chen San's face became even brighter, and he laughed and said: "Shopkeeper Chen is overly praised. How can Chen be considered a noble person? You, shopkeeper Zhou, are the most noble person of Chen."
He did not forget that the young man in front of him promised to give him an extra 10% of the profit.
The extra 10% actually goes into his own pocket.
"Third Master, how can I trouble you to come to the door in person for such a trivial matter?"
Zhou Peirong said, taking the two money bags that had been prepared long ago from his sleeves, and stuffing them all into his hands without leaving any trace.
He leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Third Master, there are thirty taels here, and there are twelve generations of people in them who have been filial to you."
He didn't do anything about it because he knew that Chen San's people were keeping a close eye on the sales of his store.
Of course, no one except a few people involved knew about the incident at Li Kee Restaurant.
When Chen San heard this, his expression suddenly became happy. He patted Zhou Peirong on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhou, from now on your business is my, Chen San's business."
"Don't worry, as long as I, Chen San, am here, no one will stop you from doing anything you want to do in Liming County."
Although he was in charge of tribute silver from various shops in Liming County, he was only doing things for others after all, and he only received a dozen taels of silver a month.
But now, he got more than half of his usual moon silver from Zhou Peirong. How could this not surprise him?
Zhou Peirong smiled and said: "Then I will ask Third Master to take more care of me from now on."
As he said that, he waved to Li Yulian next to him.
Li Yulian came over with several pieces of tofu wrapped in lotus leaves.
Zhou Peirong took it and handed it to Chen San, saying: "Third Master, we don't have anything good here. You can try these pieces of tofu."
Chen San naturally refuses no one who comes.
Although this tofu is not valuable, who would refuse something for free?
But at this time, Chen San made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.
He weighed the tofu in his hand, glanced at Li Yulian's chest with a squinting look, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou is so lucky, such beauties are rare in this remote country."
As he spoke, he licked his lips, the lust and greed in his eyes undisguised.
Li Yulian was startled, shrank her neck, and hurriedly hid behind Zhou Peirong.
Zhou Peirong's face was also a little stiff, his eyes were slightly colder, and he said: "I know that the third master is busy, so I won't disturb the third master."
This is what it means to drive people away, and Chen San can naturally hear it.
He was naturally unhappy to be suddenly interrupted from admiring the beauty, but as soon as he touched the money bag in his hand, his displeasure disappeared.
He said: "In that case, Chen will leave first."
With that said, he led a few people out of the store.
He Chen San is lustful, but he loves money even more.
There is no need to struggle with money.
After Chen San and others disappeared, Li Yulian tugged on Zhou Peirong's sleeve and whispered: "Erlang, why don't we leave here."
The way that man looked at her just now made her feel sick and scared.
Zhou Peirong naturally noticed her uneasiness and sighed: "It will take some time, he won't dare to mess around now."
After selling the remaining tofu, they bought some soybeans and left Liming County.
Only halfway through, Zhou Peirong suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate, so he parked the mule cart on the side of the road and got into the bamboo forest next to him.
puff!
Suddenly, Zhou Peirong's foot slipped and he fell to the ground.
"Grandma, if you are unlucky, you can fall down whenever you walk."
Cursing, he got up and when he saw no one was around, he started to drink water.
After finishing the work, I even shook my body, and the clothes moth was in high spirits.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye and was stunned.
Not far from him, he saw a depression filled with rotten bamboo.
There is still thick fog hanging over the depression.
He squatted down, put his fingers into the depression, and suddenly felt a warmth.
"Is this...lime?"
Zhou Peirong's eyes lit up. He looked at the mountains of bean curds piled in front of him. He suddenly thought of something and became sluggish.
He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "I...I seem to be getting rich..."