North and South groceries

Before the crowd dispersed, Luo Yong walked over and patted Qiao Junlin on the shoulder, saying, "The one-month period is not yet over, don't forget to go to work tomorrow."

"I know." Qiao Dalang curled his lips, was he afraid that he would fail to escape.

It was getting dark, and everyone in the courtyard went home happily with a jar of fermented bean curd given by Luo Jiasanlang.

Originally, they were still a little worried. They were worried that Luo Sanlang would keep his hand during the process of teaching them how to make tofu, and they were also worried that after making tofu by themselves and other villagers, they would steal Luo Sanlang's business. What will happen then? good.

Now it seems that since Luo Sanlang still has something more novel than tofu in his hands, all their previous worries are superfluous.

He was not afraid that he would keep his hand, and he was not afraid that it would be unrighteous for him to steal his business, so he went home happily with peace of mind.

Not to mention, this fermented bean curd is really delicious, soft and glutinous with a rich aroma. They just tasted it a little, and they couldn't stop. If they didn't think that there were a group of young and old waiting at home, they had to have a good time .

"How much do you think this pot is worth?" Several villagers walked to the north of the village together. Most of them lived there. There were only a few scattered households on the south side of the village, most of them were later generations. , not native-born natives.

"It must not be cheap." One person said.

"If you work for others, can you earn this pot in a month?" Another person patted the pot in his arms and asked with a smile.

"It's really hard to say." The man shook his head and smiled.

"Have you soaked beans in your house?" someone asked.

"I soaked a bucket of beans early this morning," said one person.

"Dipping so much, you're not afraid that you won't be able to sell them all?" Someone laughed.

"What are you afraid of, just freeze it if you can't sell it all out." It's amazing to say that the finished tofu doesn't need any processing, just put it outside the yard and freeze it, the taste will be very different.

"My beans should be ground by now."

"The stone mill I just made is still alive, so it's a bit difficult to use."

"The one at my house is easy to use."

"Tell them to wait until I go back to get it, but they will definitely not listen."

"..." Several people quickened their pace as they spoke.

When Luo Yong and the others were having dinner, some villagers came to fetch physalis with basins and buckets in their arms. Apparently, they were going to make tofu at home tonight, and they couldn't wait even one night.

Luo Yong put down his chopsticks and led them to the kitchen to fetch physalis: "There are still many days to make money, so don't be too tired."

"If this batch of tofu hasn't been made, half the village may not be able to sleep peacefully tonight." These people were laughing and joking.

"Sanlang, are you going to sell those fermented bean curds? Tomorrow my son will sell tofu in the city, can he help you out and talk about it?" An elderly villager asked Luo Yongdao.

"Of course that's good." Luo Yong smiled all over his face.The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, so it's good to have someone to help with publicity.

"Those people in front got the letter, I'm afraid they will come again." These words naturally refer to Wang Jinhuai and others.

"The location of your house is too far outside. Otherwise, let's go to the villager and ask him to find you a place in Nantou. There are a few houses in a yard. With everyone working together, it will be built in a few days." Someone said. suggested.

"It's not so troublesome, it's good to live here." The villagers are just about to show off their hands and start making tofu, and Luo Yong doesn't want to trouble them too much at this time. Besides, the social security was very good during the Zhenguan period, so there is no need for it. Worry about security.

The location of their yard is actually good. It is next to the entrance of the village, so it is convenient to enter and exit. It is also an advantage to do a small business. The single-family courtyard is relatively clean, unlike the people in the south of the village.Besides, the original owner also has a lot of affection for this yard. Although the body has changed now, those memories are still there.

"Someone in my Yeniang village has dogs. A few days ago, the big dog gave birth to a litter of puppies. Now I don't know if there are any more. Would you like to ask?" A woman waiting behind with a basin said loudly.

"What kind of dog?" Luo Yong asked her.

"It's a hound that can go up the mountain." The man said.

"That's great, then I'll trouble Qiniang." Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, it's good to have a dog to watch the house: "If there are good dogs, you can help me catch two and bring them back."

"Okay, I just made tofu tonight, I'll bring some back and ask them to try it tomorrow." The woman had a happy face, and Ye Niang must be very happy to eat the tofu she made.

Luo Yong smiled. When he was talking to the woman just now, he almost yelled "Auntie". It was also the old habit that couldn't be changed for a while. Genercheng even dared to call sister when he saw a woman, no matter if she was an eight-year-old girl or an 80-year-old lady.

It's different these days, people here can only call out aunt when they are talking to their own aunt, otherwise, calling like this to irrelevant people is the same as calling dad to others casually, you have to scare people You can't jump, it's not popular to address people in that way these days.

Generally speaking, calling the other party such as a man or a mother is already considered a respectful title, and it can also be called like this for people who are older than yourself.Older people can call them old man or old woman. For those younger, it is more casual. The adults in Xipo Village basically call the children in the village by their nicknames, such as dogs and tigers.

There are also those who are commensurate with their positions or occupations or nicknames or nicknames. When Luo Sanlang's grandfather was alive, he was called Cao Liehu, and there were some titles like salesman vinegar. In this way, Luo Yong was somewhat I'm worried, won't he be called Tofu Lang in the future?This soft title is really not manly enough.

Fortunately, in the days to come, Luo Yong doesn't plan to sell tofu anymore. Recently, Luo's yard is busy every day, and the children in the family are also working hard. Needless to say, Er Niang, The aunt and the others often come to help, even Si Niang and Wu Lang are not very idle, and there are two little dolls at home, so the care of them is a bit sparse during this time.

That night, the Luo family ate and washed their hands and faces, and went to bed early, but Luo used to get up a few times in the middle of the night to add firewood to the three earthen stoves outside. There are beans.

The next morning, he was the latest to get up. When he left the house, the children in the family had already gotten up and had some activities. They had already eaten breakfast, and the stove was still hot, which was reserved for Luo. .

Looking at the sun, the villagers who get up early and sell tofu are probably almost walking to the county town.

Luo Yong sat by the stove to eat breakfast, and there was still some residual warmth on the stove, which was very warm and comfortable.The meals are really simple, just a big bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and an egg.The porridge is the usual yellow rice porridge. They produce yellow rice, big yellow rice and small yellow rice, but there is no white rice. The white rice from the south is very expensive, and the villagers generally don’t buy it.Pickles can't taste anything other than salty.

As far as this is concerned, it is much better than when I first came here. At least there is no limit to drinking porridge, and I am willing to use rice when cooking porridge. In addition, there is an egg here.

In the past, if there were one or two eggs on the dinner table, the children in the family would all stare at them, but now there is only one egg. In Luo Erniang's opinion, this is a bit too extravagant, but now their family is basically full of Luo Yong. In the end, he said that there is no need to save an egg for each person, and Erniang felt sorry for her, so she still boiled it.

"Brother, are you up?" Si Niang just came back from running outside, and when she entered the yard, she saw Luo Yong eating in the kitchen, and then she ran in, and couldn't turn her eyes away from the egg.

"Take it and eat it, with Goro." Luo Yong had never eaten anything good before, so this egg was not bad.During this period of time, the two children have also helped a lot, and they are very sensible. Luo Yong thought that when he freed up his hands, he should also make up for them. A little bit afraid of stereotypes.

"Thank you brother." Si Niang happily took the egg, and was about to run outside, but before she could get out of the kitchen, Er Niang caught her.

"Why are you so greedy?" Er Niang was obviously a little angry, she had already given one to her this morning, and now she came to eat San Lang's again, what kind of body San Lang had, he had been lying on the bed for more than half a year , she has been busy every day recently, she doesn't know why she is worried, Si Niang is like this!

"..." Seeing that my sister was really angry, Si Niang was a little at a loss.In fact, she also knew that it was a bit bad to do so, but she was a bit self-willed in her bones. She wanted to eat the egg in her heart, and she wanted it when brother gave it to her.

"It's okay, let her go." Luo Yong said to Er Niang.

"Don't spoil her like this." Erniang said helplessly.

"Isn't it just that I'm a little greedy, I'm slanderous when I don't have anything to eat, and I won't be slanderous if I eat more." Luo Yong smiled at the second mother, and then said to the fourth mother: "You must not do this outside, lest you be underestimated. "

"It's never been like this outside." Si Niang replied aggrievedly, her eyes were already a little red.

"That's good, let's go." Luo Yong waved at her.He said again: "We will cook other meals in the afternoon."

"Really?" The crying bag immediately became happy again.

"Naturally." Luo Yong said.

Si Niang ran away without a trace, Er Niang sighed and went out to work too.The family has been busy these days, and it is also a bit chaotic.

In the past, when the aunt was still at home, most of the housework was done by the two sisters together. Later, the aunt got married and she was the only one left in the family. Now, she is reluctant to be bossed around by Saburo, and the fourth mother is too young , After all, I can't help, but fortunately, Qiao Dalang is still at home today. Although he is a young man from the county, he is still helping her house now.

"Dalang, help me bring two more buckets of water back."

"Dalang, help me split these firewood."

"Dalang, have you seen the broom?"

"Dalang..."

Luo Yong was laughing when he heard it in the room, and he always talked to himself a few days ago, saying that after all, he is a young man from the city, so what, now he is very easy to handle.

Qiao Junlin had a very depressed day. When he came to Luo's yard early in the morning, he was ordered around by Luo Erniang. When Luo Sanlang got up, he mixed a lot of beans with him. In the afternoon, Luo's sister and brother While grinding rice noodles and talking together, he squatted by the earthen stove and steamed bean dregs.

In the past, the tofu dregs left over from making tofu in the Luo family's yard were crushed and air-dried and put away. Erniang Luo had said that she wanted to raise a few chickens, but she was too busy recently to spare them.

Today, Luo Sanlang asked him to steam all the bean dregs left over from making tofu yesterday. Thinking about how much tofu the Luo family sells every day, one should know that steaming all the bean dregs for a day is not a big deal easy job.

After the steaming was done, it was not finished. After taking it out to cool down, Na Luo Sanlang took out a few dustpans, which were still stained with a lot of green mold powder, and asked him to scrape off the mold powder, and the two people next to it. Mix the bag of wheat bran into the bean dregs.

This is left over from bean mixing this morning. In the morning, Luo Yong asked him to mix the beans with green mold into the beans that were cooked last night. The last tofu box and the tofu box were all put in the house.

Mixing beans and bean dregs, I don't know what Luo Sanlang is going to do this time.

He was as tired as a dog at the end of the day. When the work was done and it was evening, he was about to leave work and go back to Lin’s house, but Luo Sanlang told him that he was going to make a kind of food called bean buns tonight. Asked if he wanted to stay together, Qiao Junlin spun around and returned to the yard.

Before starting to make bean buns, Luo Yong asked Qiao Junlin to have dinner together, saying that he wanted to eat something to make sure he would not be hungry for a while, and Qiao Junlin agreed.

The Luo family's dinner was relatively simple, but because there was fermented bean curd, and thinking that there would be other foods for a while, Young Master Qiao didn't dislike it. He thought that he must eat more of those bean buns when he made them later.

After I actually start making bean buns...

"You said all of these must be done well?" Qiao Dalang looked at the ground rhubarb rice noodles in those basins and buckets, with a face of being deceived.

"Yes." Luo Sanlang nodded.

"Can you finish eating so much?!" Qiao Dalang!

"Make it once, you can eat it until next spring." Luo Sanlang.

The author has something to say:

Qiao Dalang: Are you still afraid that I will fail if I run away?

Luo Sanlang: I am afraid that you will run away.