North and South groceries

A few days later, Xipo Village seemed to be getting more and more busy. The heavy snow in winter stopped and stopped, and the yards of many people in Xipo Village were filled with steaming heat.

Those who have learned how to make tofu are so busy making tofu and selling tofu every day that they can't wait to put all the children in the family as child labor. Those who have not learned how to make tofu mostly carry tofu around To sell, few people sit idle at home.

The entrance of the village is full of people coming and going every day, there are people from the village and people from other villages, there are villagers from nearby who come to buy tofu together, and there are also many shopkeepers who come from other places.

On the contrary, Luo's yard was idle, and they stopped making tofu. If anyone went to his house to buy tofu, they would point to the village and tell them to go to the village to buy it.

Luo Sanlang built a thatched shed by the far door of his house, put a table and two shelves inside, and pasted a piece of paper outside the yard with four large characters written on it: "North and South Groceries".

Children from the village came to watch the excitement, and a doll pointed to the big characters on it and asked him, "What is written on it?"

"Northern groceries." Luo Yong said proudly.He was quite satisfied with the big characters he wrote, and he didn't know how much paper was wasted to write them like this. Fortunately, he used those primary school students' homework books in the space when he practiced, otherwise Er Niang and the others would look at that. Paper consumption, you can't feel bad about it.

"Then what do you sell here?" The children looked into the thatched shed. Except for the two courtyard walls and the two straw curtains, there are two wooden shelves beside the wall. There are a few scattered things on the shelves. Rich and uneven, there is a long table in front of the window, and Luo Yong is sitting behind the table right now.

"There are fermented bean curd and bean dregs." Luo Yong couldn't consume all the leftover bean dregs from making tofu before, so he planned to sell some. The requirements were not high, as long as they could be sold for the price of fine bran.

"Just these two things, you still dare to call it North and South Grocery?" The children laughed at him too loudly.

"You think I'm planning to sell things from the south and the north, so I call it North-South groceries?" Luo Yong said with a look on your face that you are still too young.

"Isn't it?" the children asked.

"No." Luo Sanlang sat behind the table and said to the children outside the window: "I think that in the future, people from the south and north will come to me to buy goods, so I call it Nanbei groceries."

"..." These children were stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Bragging!"

When the children in the village get together to brag, they usually say how many cows I will raise, how many acres of land I will buy, and how big and big houses I will build.

It's the first time I've heard Luo Sanlang's bragging. Otherwise, scholars are different. Bragging is more creative than their bragging.

Luo Sanlang just smiled and said nothing, let's laugh, laugh enough now, and wait for you to cry later.

Sure enough, when these children were laughing happily, a strange fragrance suddenly wafted from the courtyard. It was rich and fragrant. Anyone who smelled it must be very sweet and delicious. It seemed to have the smell of jujube. Can't tell, they've never eaten or smelled anything like this.

"Dun'er, what do you eat at home?" Someone among the children asked Luo Wulang.Goro was weaker than other children when he was born, so Luo's father gave him such a nickname, hoping that he would grow up strong and strong.

"Brown sugar chicken cake, it's delicious." Wulang was also swallowing hard at this time, his family made this kind of cake yesterday, it contains brown sugar, eggs, and a lot of date paste, it tastes delicious, as long as However, he didn’t make much yesterday, and he only ate one piece. My brother said, when today’s cake is made, I will cut a big piece for him, and I will often make it at home to eat.

"Do you sell this cake in your family?" Smelling the scent wafting from the house, the group of children were almost starved to death, and the sound of swallowing saliva kept coming and going.

"Two liters of corn for a piece of cake." Luo Yong was waiting for them here.

The development of the next thing was as expected by Luo Sanlang. These children all went home and cried to their parents. If they didn’t cry, they couldn’t get chicken cakes if they didn’t cry.

That's two liters of corn, not two liters of beans. These two catties of rice can be cooked into porridge and rice, which is enough for the whole family's old snacks. How dare you say you want to exchange them for chicken cakes?

"..."

"Ahh! I want to eat, I want to eat the brown sugar chicken cake from Sanlang's family!"

"Make trouble again! Watch me slap you to death."

"I want to eat chicken cake! Ahhh! I want to eat it! I want to eat it..."

"It's two liters of rice, how big is the chicken cake?"

"Suck! I don't know."

"You don't know anything, just run back and make trouble with me!"

"Suck! Mommy, that egg cake smells so good! Suck! Mommy, I want to eat chicken cake! Woooooo..."

"..."

In the next period of time, their village was very lively, just like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. After one house blew, another house blew again, and sometimes several houses blew together. Fortunately, the Luo's yard was far away, but Not very audible either.

At this time, Luo Wulang was squatting at the gate of the courtyard, eating chicken cakes, and while eating, he looked at the dirt road that entered the village not far from his house. This road is now full of people walking around every day. In Luo Wulang's opinion , this is already very lively.

"Wow..." Next to him was a little milk dog with blue-gray soft fur, which kept pawing at Luo Goro's sleeve with his paws. He stood up, stretched his neck, and tried his best to get closer to the piece of chicken cake.

"You ate all of it just now." Luo Wulang bit the egg cake in his hand, reluctant to give it.

"Woo..." The puppy looked at him with big wet eyes, whimpered, and wagged its tail vigorously at him.

"Okay, I'll give you a little more." Goro is a good boy with a soft heart.

"Wow!" As a result, this one had just finished feeding, and the other one came up again, one paw touched his knee, and the other paw greeted the piece of chicken cake.

"Doulier, I don't care about you, how many times have I told you." Wulang stretched his arms, held the piece of chicken cake high, then twisted his neck and shouted into the yard: "Sister! Si Niang!" After shouting for a long time, no one answered.

"Luo Siniang!" The clay figurine is still a bit fiery. This puppy named Dou Li'er is clearly under the care of Luo Siniang, but every time he asks Luo Wulang for food, Luo Siniang just ignores it and turns a blind eye. Close your eyes and pretend you didn't see it.

"If you don't come again, I'll tell brother." Luo Wulang shouted again.

"Brother is so busy, you are making trouble." Luo Siniang finally came out.

"Then I'll tell sister." Goro said angrily.

"Sister, don't be idle." Even though he said so, he finally bent down and hugged the yellow-haired puppy on the ground. The puppy pawed and pulled on her body, obviously looking for some egg cakes After eating, there was no cake, not even a scum left.

"Mai Qing, you're still the most obedient." Goro reached out and stroked the puppy next to him.

"Wow!" Mai Qing said, let's have another bite of chicken cake!

These two puppies have been brought to Luo's house for a few days. They are both well-built pups. The blue-gray one is slightly bigger. It's called Dou Lier.

When the two puppies first arrived, Si Niang and Wu Lang were overjoyed, so Luo Yong simply told them to be in charge of a puppy respectively.

As for the money to buy the dog, the Orion who raised the dog happened to be marrying his daughter recently, so he didn't want money or food, so he asked Luo Yong to give him two jars of fermented bean curd, intending to add it to his daughter's dowry.

Hearing this, Luo Yong picked two larger earthenware pots in his yard, filled them with fermented bean curd, and asked someone to bring them over. Hearing from the villager who sold tofu in that village, the Orion I am very happy to have these two jars of fermented bean curd.

Speaking of which, Orion was not at a loss. Luo’s fermented bean curd sold for five yuan a can, and these two cans of fermented bean curd were worth tens of catties of corn. Luo Yong even picked out two larger clay pots for him.

Villagers are generally reluctant to eat a can of fermented bean curd worth five cents. Over the past few days, Luo Yong sold only four cans of fermented bean curd in the village, and one of them was said to be used as a gift sent someone.

There are some food in the county town that you are willing to eat, but those who can drive an ox cart to Xipo Village will not be too stingy with the three to five cents.But speaking of it, in their county, there are still very few families who can have a carriage at home. Generally, most of them use ox carts. The ox cart is slow, and it takes a long time to go back and forth, so they usually send their servants over.

When Luo Wulang squatted outside the yard and finished eating a piece of chicken cake, someone from the village brought the food and led the children to them.

After all, I have made some money recently, two liters of rice is two liters of rice, if I don’t have these two liters of rice today, I am afraid that the family will not be able to stop.

"Brother, here they are." As soon as Luo Wulang saw the people, he immediately got up and ran to the yard, and the little milk dog followed behind with short legs. , the mouth protruding pods of hot air.

"Come here?" Luo Yong was putting a few stoneware bowls in his hand on the table at this time. On the tabletop in the grass shed, there were already many stoneware bowls placed in each stoneware bowl. A piece of brown sugar chicken cake.

I looked out of the yard with my probe, and saw that there were more than a group of people coming from the dirt road not far away.

Sure enough, once the foundation of the market is laid, it will be much easier to earn money. It is better to pluck a few grasses from the rich than to scrape oil from the poor. As for whether Luo Yong is the most beautiful and richest person in the village, It doesn't matter, anyway, he just wants to raise these children in the family well.

"Ignite the fire again, let the fragrance waft out." Luo Yong turned his head and shouted to the children in the room.

"Hey!" Erniang happily responded, and quickly added fire to the stove.