I am old in the Han Dynasty

Xiaoqi's second aunt couldn't help saying: "Uncle Sanlang, what you said..." It was really ugly.

"The first day you met me?" Xie Lang glanced at her, "Dare to say that when I put the salt just now, you didn't think in your heart, did you buy it with the money from selling bears?"

The faces of several people changed.

Xie Lang snorted, "I'm just too lazy to bother with you women. And you two," looking at Xiao Qi's two aunts, "don't think that if I let you learn together, you will forget what you did before. Dare to fight My Xiao Qi suggested that I chop up your family and feed them to pigs."

The two sisters-in-law shuddered.

Some people didn't believe it, "Brother Sanlang is different when he becomes the head of the village, and his words are even tougher."

"Don't call me brother, I'm just two brothers, call me the head of the village." Xie Lang pointed at himself with his thumb, looking like a second-rate man every day, "I'm tough because I became the head of the village? I've always been tough. "

If he wasn't 17 years old, everyone would have wanted to hit him when they saw him like this.But his words, coupled with his childish face, are so funny no matter how you look at them.

The neighbors and folks don't give him face.If you want to laugh, just laugh, "Okay, you are tough, Saburo Lichang."

"Remove the name and call the village head." Xie Lang said.

Yao Guizhi slapped him on the head, "You young man, what are you talking about with their women's family, go and see how the house is being built."

"Don't hit my third master." Xiao Qi said loudly.

Yao Guizhi was startled, turned her head and saw the child glaring at her angrily, and also found it funny, "Okay, okay, don't hit, don't hit."

How come this grandpa and grandson are so fun.

Xie Lang reached out and hugged Xiaoqi away, "Let's go. By the way, it can't be cooked for too long, half an hour is enough. Take it out immediately after cooking."

"I know." Yao Guizhi raised his hand, "Whether you can sell it or not depends on this can, and you won't be careless."

Hearing this, Xie Lang also felt that he was worrying too much, so he took Xiao Qi to see the house.

About half an hour later, Xie Lang came back with Xiao Qi in his arms. The things had just been fished out, and they were still smoking.

Yao Guizhi asked, "Have we got to wait?"

"Yes." Xie Lang nodded and went to Xie Guang, "Go and take out the knife and cutting board. Then use lard to make a bowl of sauce."

Xie Guang turned around and ran into the house.

The woman standing by the earthen stove immediately went to get Xie Lang's unused cloth.

Xie Lang couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Fan. It will cool down quickly."

Xie Lang wanted to curse again, "The top of the fan is full of dirt, wait for you to eat it?"

The woman quickly put down the cloth, and said in a dazed voice, "Forget, forget."

"If you want to sell at a high price, you have to make things well and clean." Xie Lang said, "You bought one piece for ten cents, but there was a lump of mud on it. Do you want to buy it next time?"

Don't say next time, I won't buy it this time.

The people around the stove shook their heads again and again.

Seeing that they listened, Xie Lang said, "When we go to sell things in the future, we can confidently say that the things in the silkworm farm are the best and cleanest. Others don't want to buy them. Hearing what you say, I can't help but be curious and buy a piece to try it out." .

"The things are dirty, and when people ask about you, they cringe when they speak, and the voice is softer than a pig's grunt. Your things are so good, and people don't believe them." Pause, take a breath and ask, "Do you think so This reason?"

The crowd nodded again.

Feng Ying couldn't help saying: "Sanlang knows a lot."

"I don't understand. I think so in my heart." Xie Lang said, "It's not easy for everyone to make money. Even corrupt officials in the city will spend their brains trying to get a little money. Are things worth the price? Think about it again, when you buy expensive things and cheap things, have you thought about both?"

Everyone wants to say that they have never bought expensive ones.It can be seen that Xie Lang stared at them, and had to seriously think about it, it was really like this - the expensive ones were reluctant to buy, and the cheap ones were worried that the cheap ones would not be good, the money wasted.

Seeing that their expressions had changed, Xie Lang put Xiao Qi down and asked him to go find other children to play, wash his hands and touch the vegetarian chicken he made, it was still warm.

After waiting for a while, when it was completely cold, Xie Lang unwrapped the cloth, cut it into slices, and let everyone eat it with sauce.

After everyone swallowed it down, Xie Lang said, "How about thin tofu?"

"Tastier than that." Feng Ying looked at Xie Lang as she spoke, and if Xie Lang disagreed, she changed her rhythm.

Seeing her almost laughing like this, Xie Lang coughed lightly, and said, "If you think it's okay, then you can sell it. A few days ago, you gave me two pots of thin tofu. I'll dry one pot and eat the other pot like this." Yes. This thing looks like a chicken, I'm going to call it a vegetarian chicken. What do you think?"

"As long as it can be sold for money, it can be called anything."

Xie Lang pretended that he hadn't asked, "Do you have thin tofu at home? Make it like this, and sell it tomorrow."

The voice fell, and everyone dispersed.In an instant, in an instant, only Qin Hong and her sister-in-law, Yao Guizhi, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Xie Lang and Xie Guang, and a group of children were left at Xie Zhongwu's gate.

Xie Lang wanted to curse again, "These women!"

"Don't be angry, they are all poor." Qin Hong said, "When you have money tomorrow, every family builds a new house. If you want to teach them, they still don't want to learn."

Xie Lang thought to himself, it's impossible!

People who are poor and afraid have a lot of entanglements, and they have to pick up any beans they meet on the road.But he didn't say it, Qin Hong and Yao Guizhi would think he was talking about them.Because the two also cherish food.

Seeing that there were still a few vegetarian chickens left uncut, Xie Lang asked Qin Hong to cut them up for lunch.

In the afternoon, the simple drying room was built.Xie Lang led a few people to stand inside, while people outside were lighting the fire, and it became sweltering and hot inside after a while.Xie Lang asked someone to put the strips of oil skin into it, and after drying, it would be the yuba of later generations.

But Xie Lang didn't wait outside the house because he still wanted to make dried tofu.

At noon, take out the tofu cubes placed in salt water, refill them with clean water, add salt, and then ask the villagers to bring all the spices they have at home. In fact, they were picked on the mountain before, and they are poured into the salted water together with the sauce. , boiled into brine.

Finally, put in the tofu cubes and boil them into a sauce color. Xie Lang fished out the tofu cubes for everyone to taste, "How does it taste?"

"It's better than your vegetarian chicken." The speaker couldn't help swallowing after finishing speaking.

Xie Lang thought to himself, the sauce is versatile, it tastes good with anything.He said, "Of course, I don't even look at who cooked it."

"You, chief, are the most powerful!"

Xie Lang snorted softly, "Can it be sold?"

"Of course!" Everyone said in unison.

Xie Lang turned to Qin Hong, "Calculate how much you used in total, and add your wages." Seeing that Qin Hong was puzzled, "That is, how much you can get in a day when you go out to do things for others, count this in, and then add firewood , This is the lowest price of dried tofu. To make money, add a little more when selling."

"How much more?" Everyone asked hurriedly.

Xie Lang didn't even think about it, "If the lowest price is ten cents, add five cents."

"So much?" Yao Guizhi exclaimed.

Xie Lang shook his head, "Not much. It's unique to our village. It's the wine shop that buys our things. The wine shop has to double or even double the price when it's ready to sell. Besides, they think it's too expensive. Ten catties will give him one catty." Looking at Qin Hong, "The price cannot be reduced."

Qin Hong nodded to show that she understood, and looked at everyone, "Aren't you happy that you can make more money?"

"Of course I'm happy to make more money, but we can't sell it. We can only eat it ourselves."

Xie Lang sighed and said, "I don't want wine shops, but so many nobles in Chang'an City also want it."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Then they all ran home to soak the beans, planning to get up before dawn to make tofu tomorrow.

Already mentally prepared, Xie Lang was a little surprised to see everyone rushing away this time, and then went to the baking room to see how the bean curd sticks were doing.

The door was opened a crack, the heat wave was rolling, Xie Lang subconsciously dodged, hooked one out with an iron hook, and it broke when broken, and quickly said: "Okay, okay. Xie Guang, go to boil a basin of hot water."

Xie Guang thought he had to soak in hot water, so he hurried to boil the water.

After the water was boiled, it was too dark to see anything, so Xie Lang asked someone to light a fire outside the barn, fish out the bean curd sticks soaked in hot water, cut them into sections, and poured lard on them. sauce, I handed the chopsticks to the few people who were busy lighting the fire, "Taste the taste."

They didn't eat dried tofu and vegetarian chicken, so they were so greedy that Xie Lang stuffed them into his mouth after finishing speaking, "Hey, this doesn't look like oily skin anymore."

"This or dry oily skin, which one is better?" Xie Lang looked forward and Xie Jiankang.

Xie Jiankang slammed his mouth, "It's all easy to sell." As he said that, he suddenly remembered something, "Mother Dalang, Yao Lanhua will regret it if he finds out, you can't be soft-hearted."

"I won't. If Dalang dares to soften his heart, I will drive him out of the silkworm farm." Yao Guizhi said.

Xie Jiankang was relieved, and then turned to Xie Lang, "Build two more houses tomorrow, one is not enough."

"Build another one in the east of the village and in the middle of the village. You all know how to build it." Xie Lang said, "My family's big sword hasn't been finished yet. I have to make a big sword tomorrow."

When Xie Guang heard "Big Sword", he hid behind his mother, and when Xie Lang didn't come looking for him, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Uncle Sanlang, I really didn't mean it."

"You did it on purpose, do you think I can hold back from beating you?" Xie Lang asked.

Xie Guang shrank his neck, "Next time I will see clearly before throwing it away."

"And next time?" Everyone looked at him.

Xie Guang quickly said: "No, no."

A Yao Lanhua almost pissed Yao Guizhi to death, and made Xie Lang so angry that he wanted to kill people. Once again, the people in their silkworm breeding would not live, and they would collectively throw themselves into the river they dug themselves.

Seeing that they were so nervous, Xie Lang wanted to laugh, "It's getting late, take out the contents and go home to sleep." After saying a few words, he carried Xiao Qi back, closed the door, put Xiao Qi down, and got into the room. In the kitchen, I came out with a plate of loquat in my hand.

A big snack is good, and three bowls of eggs are steamed. The family of three is full, and they go to bed after washing.

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Lang took the sheep outside and was stunned.

Xie Zhongwu's door was full of women, pushing and pushing like they were fighting.Xie Lang came back to his senses, quickly tied the sheep to a tree, and asked loudly, "What are you doing?!"

"Saburo?"

"Brother Sanlang?"

"Uncle Saburo?"

Xie Lang walked over and said with an unwavering expression, "What do you call me?"

"Lizheng, Lizheng, what's the matter?"

Xie Lang: "I should ask you this. If you don't go home and make tofu, what are you doing here?"

"We are counting soldiers and generals, and whoever is ordered will bake the oily skin first."

Xie Lang could clearly see what was in their hands, even without listening to their explanation, he could guess it, "The people in the city have never eaten dried oily skin. Do you think you can sell it if you make so much at one time?"

"If you can't sell it for a while, it won't go bad."

Xie Lang: "Since it won't be broken, what else should I order? Stand in line according to age, and the younger ones go in first."

"Why?"

Xie Lang lowered his face, "Since I am Li Zheng, I taught you how to build this house. I also plan to build another one in the east and middle of the village. Since everyone is so unhappy, I won't build it."

As soon as the voice fell, the line was lined up.

Xie Lang was speechless, "It's great that it's early, it should be baked." He glanced at everyone, turned around and went home.

"Xiao Saburo has a really big temper."

Xie Lang paused, and turned his head to look, "It's not as good as you guys. I built the house and you dare to ask me why." After speaking, he went home.

Only then did Xie Zhongwu's wife dare to open the door, "He's been having a hard time these days, don't mess with him."

"We also forgot for a moment that the dried oily skin can be stored for several months."

Qin Hong didn't dare to come out when she saw so many people outside.Seeing that Xie Lang had taught them to be honest, he dared to lead the sheep out, "San Lang is a kid, he wants to save face, you follow him and ask him to discipline you, he is too embarrassed to speak up."

When Xie Lang heard this while closing the door, he sneered, he was embarrassed?No wonder!

He did it on purpose.This group of people has no rules at all, and it looks okay now, if they don't have rules, big things will happen in the future.

"Third Master?"

Xie Lang's heart trembled, he turned around and saw Xiao Qi, he breathed a sigh of relief, "What's wrong?"

The child's face was slightly red, and there were tears in his eyes.Xie Lang quickly squatted down, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I, I peed on the couch." After the child finished speaking, he burst into tears.