Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

After a simple meal, Luo Hao drove directly to the town in Uncle Thirteen's bullock cart.

Liu Xiang still didn't want to go out, and Luo Hao didn't force him, so he simply let her, Luo Zhe and Uncle Thirteen guard Luo's house.

Maybe it's because today is Luo Yan's first day of school, Luo Hao's car is very fast.

It turned out to be a journey of nearly two hours, but today it took only an hour and a half.

To get to the private school, one must first pass through the streets of Taohua Town.

Soon, Luo Hao frowned, and the speed of the bullock cart slowed down.

"Selling boiled fish, delicious and cheap boiled fish, only [-] Wen per scoop."

That voice may not be familiar to others, but the Luo family can remember it clearly.

They still vividly remember how Zhou Guihua asked their family for ten taels of silver with a face back then.

"Isn't this the sister-in-law's mother? Why does she sell boiled fish here?" Luo Yan asked, frowning.

When Luo Jiaojiao heard the words, she poked her head over and looked over, her pink nose moved slightly.

This taste is similar to their boiled fish in appearance but not in spirit, just by smelling it, you can smell a fishy smell.

Looking from here to Zhou Guihua's side, the thickness of the fish fillets varies, some are large and some are small.

If Luo Yan's boiled fish is delicious, Zhou Guihua's boiled fish can only deceive people who have never eaten boiled fish.

But one thing is certain, Zhou Guihua's boiled fish must have learned from them.

It's just that she wasn't as willing to release information as they were, that's why she made it look like this.

Luo Hao frowned, and his thin lips were drawn into a line.

Pulling back the rope of the bullock cart, he forced the bullock cart to stop, and walked towards Zhou Guihua with long legs.

It's just that before he could walk over, he was pulled back.

Luo Hao turned his head and saw that the man was the waiter of Yong'an Building.

At this time, the waiter in the shop frowned into a knot, and looked at Luo Hao with a bad face.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me."

The waiter skillfully picked up the ox cart that was parked at the side, pulled the ox cart and walked towards Yong'an Building.

Luo Yan and the others also got off the bullock cart.

They looked at each other, puzzled.

Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her small hand and tugged at the waiter's pants, and asked in a childish voice, "What does brother want us for?"

Even though the shop clerk was a little annoyed, he still wouldn't get angry at a three-year-old baby boy.

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao, his expression softened a little.

The waiter pointed in the direction of Zhou Guihua, "When our shopkeeper bought the boiled fish recipe from you, he told you that you can't take it out, let alone sell it to other restaurants."

"But at this time, not only is there a seller of boiled fish on the street, but that person even sold the recipe of boiled fish to Dingshenglou. Our shopkeeper has two big bubbles on his mouth during this time, you still ask yourself Good luck."

Luo Yan frowned and said, "But the boiled fish sold on the street is not as delicious as yours."

The waiter in the shop shook his head, "That's right, but the street vendor knows how to make this dish, and our shopkeeper tried it, but she just didn't want to give up the ingredients."

The voice changed, "But the Dingsheng Building is willing to release the ingredients. They bought the recipe from the women who sell boiled fish on the street. The taste of the boiled fish is the same as the recipe you sold to us."

At this time, Luo Yan and the others had nothing to say.

What's more, they knew well that Zhou Guihua's recipes really came from them.

Luo Hao turned his head and said to Luo Yan who was following behind with a frown, "You have to go to a private school today, so it's fine for us to go, you can go to the school first."

Luo Yan shook his head, "I'll go with you, today I'm going to the private school to clean up the quarters and the students won't give lectures, the official start will be tomorrow."

Seeing that Luo Yan insisted, Luo Hao no longer insisted.

Yong'an Building was only a few steps away from the intersection, and they soon reached the gate of Yong'an Building.

Even though the waiter was a little annoyed by this matter, he still took the ox cart to the backyard and settled it carefully.

The interior of Yong'an Building is the same as last time, except that there are many fewer guests than last time.

"Do you still dare to come?" Song Liu, who was frowning at the account book, put down the account book in an instant.

"Do you know how much silver taels I lost because of you?"

Luo Hao and the others lowered their heads.

They couldn't get away with it.

Luo Yuan spoke first, "Uncle Song, what do you want to do?"

Song Liu was not polite either, "I bought your recipe for 50 taels at the time, don't say that Uncle Song bullied you, we agreed at the time that this recipe was sold to my family alone, and now everyone knows about it Cooking, our business will naturally not count."

"Please return the 50 taels of silver to me."

Song Liu's words were resounding, and Luo Hao and others were completely ignored.

No matter how kind he was to Luo Hao and others before, he was still a businessman after all, and a businessman valued profits.

Luo Hao's face was a bit ugly, "We will definitely pay you back the 50 taels of silver, but can we allow some time in this world?"

Song Liu looked at Luo Hao and the others, his face still tense, "I can only give you one month at most, if I don't see 50 taels of silver after one month, then we will see you at the government!"

Luo Jiaojiao raised a smile and looked at Song Liu, "We still have soy sauce."

At this time, Luo Yan also thought of the soy sauce being pickled at home, and the color of hope rose again in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, we still have soy sauce. A restaurant as big as yours always needs soy sauce, right?"

Song Liu almost laughed out loud.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, but everyone couldn't see any happy look on his face.

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the almost empty restaurant, "Let's not talk about running a restaurant in this disaster year, I can't even afford rice, what do I need soy sauce for?"

He pointed a finger at Luo Hao and the others, "One month, I only give you one month, if I don't see the money after one month, then you can ask for blessings."

After speaking, Song Liu turned around and left.

The shop waiter walked up to the crowd and sighed, "Don't blame us as the head of the house. Everyone can't eat in this famine year. The granary of our restaurant hasn't been stolen a while ago, so he has to survive."

"Didn't Uncle Song save any silver taels after running the restaurant for so many years?" Luo Yuan asked.

"I saved up and used it to buy rice, and the rice was stolen."

Luo Hao and the others didn't ask any more questions. They pursed their lips and walked out with heavy steps.

The waiter brought the ox cart over, put it in their hands, shook his head, turned and left.

Luo Yan squeezed his fists, looked at Luo Hao and said softly, "Brother, I won't go to study anymore, return the money to Boss Song first."

These few short words seemed to drain Luo Yan's strength.

It seemed that with the utterance of these words, his soul was sucked away.