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A chef has come to Niuwangzhuang, and the foodies are lucky again.This Hou Jun is really delicious. When he woke up this afternoon, he wandered around Niuwangzhuang, and soon he fell in love with the soybeans from Luo Meng's family. Unusual.

Because the fat man just showed his unusual skills, and the melon seeds were fried very well, so Luo Meng had more confidence in him. The fat man said he wanted to make tofu, so Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin drove to pick up the bluestone in their yard. The big millstone was moved to Niuwangzhuang.

This millstone was made by his grandfather's generation. When he was a child, his parents used it. It has been useless for many years now. It was placed by the fence in the yard, and it was almost reduced to a stepping stone. It's easy to get back to its job again.

The fat man soaked the beans in warm water early on, and when the stone mill arrived, he and Luo Meng and the others scrubbed the bluestone millstone clean inside and out.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Fatty led a group of people in the courtyard to start grinding soybean milk. These people lived in the city all year round, and it was quite novel to look at the grinding disc, let alone making tofu. Everyone was very interested. .Because Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin had to get up early the next day, they didn't spend too late with them, and went home early to sleep.

The soy milk was ground three times before it was finished, and then it was brought to the kitchen in a bucket to cook. The soy milk was fragrant and strong. They usually smell this fragrance. They eat buffalo milk every morning. For breakfast, there is this kind of soy milk.

After cooking, filter it again, add brine, and when the soy milk has condensed into bean curd, the fat man puts a colander on top of a large bucket, spreads gauze in the colander, and scoops the bean curd into it one by one. In the drain basin, the water in the bean curd seeps out of the gauze and flows into the bucket under the drain basin.

When the water was almost out, the fat man scooped a spoonful of semi-finished hot tofu from the basin, added half a spoonful of the sauce prepared before, and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions, took it to the outside corridor and squatted, and he Eat it first.

When everyone saw it, they all followed his example, found out their own rice bowls, made tofu, added sauce and sprinkled green onion.The taste of this hot tofu is a bit different from the soy milk they usually drink. It is tender and full of fragrance. It is paired with this fat man's sauce and the unique fragrance of green onion from Niuwangzhuang. The taste is really amazing!

These people eat all they want, so there is no tofu left until tomorrow. Luo Meng went to the cafeteria the next morning to see, not to mention tofu, he didn't even see bean dregs. It is said that they were made into bean dregs by the fat man The cake was eaten.

"Fatty! Where's the tofu?" Luo Meng quit.

"It's over." Hou Jun was still happy: "I said that this bean is delicious to make tofu, but I didn't expect it to be even more delicious than I imagined!"

"Eat it all? Didn't save me a bite?" His Xiao Shulin hasn't eaten yet!

"I wasn't the only one who ate it, they all ate it." Hou Jun still felt quite wronged, no matter how big his appetite was, he couldn't finish a big pot of hot tofu.

"If they want to eat, you will give it to them? Who is your boss?" Luo Meng immediately put on the posture of a wealthy landlord: "Hurry up and soak the beans again, let's do it again tonight."

"It's already soaked, and I can make it in the afternoon." Last night, the fat man Hululu ate a big bowl of hot tofu, and when he looked back, there was no more, so he processed the bean dregs into a few cakes and ate them. I didn't think it was very enjoyable, so I immediately soaked another batch of beans, trying to eat the second time as soon as possible.

They made the tofu in the afternoon, and when Luo Meng ate it, it tasted really good. Thinking that he didn't have a lot of money recently, this tofu might be able to make money, so he called Ma Congrong: "We make a new one here. The tofu here is pretty good, do you want some over there?"

"You send me a few dozen catties tomorrow to sell it." Ma Congrong is quite confident about the things of Luo Meng's family.

"That's fine, I'll hang up." After Luo Meng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and asked Xiao Shulin in a doggy manner: "Would you like another bowl?" Never neglect Xiao Shulin who is on the sidelines, especially when Ma Congrong is on the other end of the phone.

"Don't eat." Xiao Shulin said.In fact, he has already eaten three bowls, and he still uses the extra large sea bowl.

"That's how much you can eat, let's have another bowl." Romeng most wanted to watch Xiao Shulin eat, the happier Xiao Shulin ate, the happier he was.

"Okay." After being persuaded, Xiao Shulin agreed without any position, so he let Romon play the fourth bowl for him.

The fat man soaked a lot of beans last night. He originally planned to grind some of them to make tofu, and save the rest to make bean paste. However, after Luo Meng said a word, all these beans were ground, and two big mouthfuls were set up in the yard. pot, cooking soy milk and ordering tofu for a while, the old people who seemed a little leisurely recently finally found work again.

It is not difficult to make tofu. There are many people in Luo Meng's yard. In the future, let these old people make it slowly and sell as much as they can. There is work to do.

Some of the old people who come to work here in Romon do come here for their salary and three meals a day, but most of them come here for the excitement. Once they get older, they will be closer to the end of their lives Now, I am more sensitive and fragile than when I was young, I don't like to be alone, I like to be lively.

On this Niuwangzhuang, there is nothing to do, and there is a little work on hand, so the time is easy to pass, and there are many old people, they can still talk, come together in the morning and go back together in the evening, just like children going to school, coming and going , the more people you know, the more enriched your life will be.

The beans and corn that Luo Meng produced this year were all dried by these old people, and the goji berries that the children in the village helped him pick up during this period of time were also responsible for drying by these old people. To be honest, it really helped Luo Meng save his old nose. something happened.

If this tofu can be made this time, not only can Luo Meng increase his income, but he can also find a job for these old people, which is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

After getting off work this afternoon, when Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin went back, they loaded two pots of freshly made hot tofu into the car, and brought some sauce made by Fatty, and sent one pot to their yard for the whole family to enjoy. After tasting them all, the other pot was naturally sent to the blacksmith shop.

Yesterday's stir-fried watermelon seeds have already been full of praise from these people, and today they brought over a large bowl of hot tofu. After eating two bowls of tofu with everyone, Aunt Yun wiped her mouth and said embarrassingly: " When I come here, I will follow you to eat delicious food, but I don't know how to cook, and I can't do it, so when you two young people get married, I will give you a set of clothes."

"!" Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin looked at each other, a little horrified for a moment, when did this woman see it?

Seeing that neither of them said anything, Aunt Ayun turned around and realized that what she said was ambiguous, so she quickly corrected it and said, "I mean when you two get married in the future."

"Oh, thank you in advance." Romon nodded, quietly heaving a sigh of relief.It's too early to disclose the relationship between the two of them. Boss Xiao's work has not yet started. If the old man can't accept it by then, what can we do with a big fight?

Although there were not many people in the blacksmith shop, they ate up the big pot of hot tofu, and it was about to bottom out, and Sun Linmu made the rest.Last night plus today's whole day, one store in the yard ordered him this and that one, which made Sun Linmu haven't started a business yet, and he ate ready-made ones.

This guy went to open up wasteland on the mountain today, and was exposed to the sun for a whole day. His whole body was tanned and red. Looking at it, Romon estimated that his skin would peel off in two days.

At this time, Luo Meng's cell phone rang, and when Luo Meng saw that it was the village chief Luo Quanshun, he answered it.

"Luo Meng, why don't you come home so late?" Luo Quanshun still thought that he was still working in Niuwang Village.

"It's at the blacksmith shop, what's the matter, Uncle Quanshun?" Luo Meng probably knew what was going on in his heart, but he still had to ask.

"What else can it be? As for what you told me last night, I went to the village today, and they said that there is no problem, and the price will not be higher. One mu of land costs 25 yuan a year. , as long as the people in our village have no objections, this matter will be considered settled."

What opinions can the people in the village have? Don’t they go to Niuwangzhuang every week to pick up cow dung? Now that Luo Meng wants to occupy the dozens of acres of mountain land, what opinions can they have? It's not in vain, and they probably don't have any opinions on vain. This land is far away from the village, and it's not easy to divert water. It's not a good land at all.

"Okay, Uncle Quanshun, I'm going to cause you trouble again this time." He said this last night, and Luo Quanshun went to the village today, which shows that he really cares about it.

"What's the trouble? It's a matter of my duty. But this time, Romon, the contract period has been set for 30 years. Do you think it's okay? If not, I'll talk about it in Shangxiang tomorrow."

Now there are bees in Wangjiazhuang, and they grow vegetables well in Dawan Village. Seeing that their village is about to develop, the cadres in the village discussed reducing the number of years for contracting the barren hills. I know what is the price of the barren hills in their place after 30 or [-] years.

From Luo Quanshun's point of view, he also hopes that Luo Meng will only contract the mountain land for 30 years this time. Doesn't Luo Meng still have a Niuwangzhuang? The dozens of acres of mountain land are not too important to him. , but it will have a big impact on their future work in the village.

Now the prospect of growing vegetables in their village is pretty good. Sooner or later, young people will come back to test the waters. At that time, it is inevitable that they will make mountain buns. Luo Quanshun does not want to give them another 70 years for the bunkering period.

Originally, the length of the contract should have its own advantages and disadvantages for both parties to the contract, but this matter is different in the village. If the contract period is longer, the village will definitely suffer.

To put it bluntly, their village contracts the mountain land to the people in the village. It is useless to sign the contract for a long time. Why, when the time comes, they will have no money. I don’t want this mountain. What can you do with him, folks in the village, A lawsuit?Besides, it's not worth it.

But once the contract is signed for a long time, after 23 or 70 years, the price of the barren hills in their place has doubled. At that time, they will hold a [-]-year contract in their hands and occupy a large area of ​​mountain land. You can force him Take it back?Can't get it back.

So no matter what, the signing of this contract will not benefit the village at all. As the current village head of Dawan Village, Luo Quanshun does not want to leave such a mess for future generations. Just have to do it well.

This time, if Luo Meng’s contract is only signed for 30 years, then his future work will be easier. In the future, no matter who wants to make a mountain, it is said that the policy in the village has changed, and the bag will be awarded for a maximum of 30 years. No one will come. It has to be discussed, isn't the one in front of Romon covered for 30 years?

If Luo Meng refuses to agree now, Luo Quanshun has to help him run away for the sake of leading the whole village to grow and sell vegetables, and it seems that the people in the village are still giving him face. Things should be done, but if other people in the village ask for buns in the future, it is inevitable that they will drag his 70-year-old hind legs.

"It's okay, 30 years is 30 years." There are not many twists and turns, and Luo Meng figured it out after thinking about it. He still has a Niuwangzhuang. People leave tongues.

"That's fine. I'll talk to the people in our village later. There is no accident and the contract can be drawn up tomorrow." Romon agreed. Even if it is finalized, there is only a procedure to go.

After talking on the phone with Luo Quanshun, Luo Meng said to Sun Linmu: "The village chief called me just now, and he was talking about the tens of acres of mountainous land around our yard."

"What's the matter?" Sun Linmu didn't eat hot tofu anymore. He just planned to open up wasteland, so don't make any troubles.

"It's okay, I'm just worried that someone will contract out this mountain area in the future, and you will not live in this yard cleanly, so I simply contracted it out first."

"Then can I still farm here in the future?" Now that this place belongs to Romon, if you want to open up wasteland, of course you have to ask him first.

"You can plant as much as you want, and you can open up as much land as you want. After harvesting the crops, you can pay me [-]% as rent." He is white.

"That's fine." Sun Linmu felt relieved when he heard what Luo Meng said. Before that, he was worried that he would open up wasteland and farm here. When the mountain was taken away by others, he would take everything. If you don't come back, even though you have to pay some rent to Romon, you are at ease.

"What do you plan to grow on this mountain?" Romon wanted to know what kind of crops he could harvest in the future.

"Sweet potato." Sun Linmu lowered his head and took another bite of tofu, and replied.

"Nothing else?" Romon also planted a lot of sweet potatoes on his own hill, so it's not rare.

"I don't know how to grow anything else." Sun Lin said with a smile.

Romon thought so too, he is from the city, how can he be expected to grow something good in the first year?But when he thought about it, he felt a little uncertain: "Then you know how to grow sweet potatoes?"

"Lin Bo said he would teach me for two days." Speaking of this, Sun Linmu was quite happy, and felt that it was the right time for him to come here. Teach him to grow sweet potatoes.

"When did Lin Bo tell you?" For some reason, an unreliable idea came to Romon's mind right now.

"Just now." - Sure enough.

What kind of person is this? He doesn't even know how to grow sweet potatoes, so he first carried a hoe up the mountain to open up wasteland, and even tanned himself like a candy cake.