North and South groceries

It was late at night, and sometimes people walked by the dirt road at the entrance of Xipo Village, some villagers who came back late, and some traders who came from long distances.

Not long after the pedestrian traders in front walked past, another bullock cart slowly drove up behind. An old man was sitting in the cart, and a young man was walking in front of the cart.

"Aye, you've been sitting for a long time, you should take my seat instead." The young man in front of the car complained.

The father and son came from a village on the other side of Lishi County. They went out before dawn today, and they have not reached Xipo Village until now.

Being able to have an ox cart, the family background is also good, but these two feel sorry for their old cow, and they don't want to sit in the cart at the same time, so they agreed that the two of them would take turns to sit, and it turned out that they came all the way as Lao Tzu Sitting a lot, his son is mostly walking.

"It's not too late, it's almost there." His father sat firmly on the car, and said, "See that light in front of you? That's Luo Sanlang from Xipo Village studying."

"Aye, am I your own?" His son suddenly said.

"If your mother listens to this, let's see if she doesn't break your leg." The old man scolded with a smile.

When the old man was fighting in the north, he had a broken leg. Fortunately, he met a good doctor and saved his leg. At least he didn’t become crippled, but he was left with some roots of the disease. In this kind of cold weather, the injured leg The leg bone that passed was aching faintly.

He seldom talks about these things at home, and the younger ones don't know much about it. The eldest son and daughter know a little bit, but the third child is a careless person. No one told him, and he himself didn't notice it at all. On the way, he even grabbed a car with himself.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the faint light in front of him, at other people's Saburo, and then at his own silly son...

Alas, I have to throw away the goods.

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In Luo's courtyard, Saburo from someone else's house was wrapped in a quilt at this time, holding an aluminum lunch box, shouting in his heart to commit crimes, while shoveling beef fried noodles into his mouth.

When Luo used to travel around the country, if he saw something delicious somewhere, he would buy a few more and store it. His space is much better than a refrigerator. Putting hot food in it, no matter what How long has passed, it is still hot when it is taken out again.

Eat a few mouthfuls of beef fried noodles, and the taste buds that have been dormant all day are finally alive.For a good young man in the 21st century who was born under the red flag and grew up in New China, the food of the ancients was too difficult to swallow.

While eating noodles, Luo Yong took out pairs of second-hand books from the space to look through.

Soy sauce and miso sauce are too slow to make, and the fermented bean curd market is still in the process of gradually opening up. This kind of thing can't be rushed, so let's see if there are other ways to make money.

But those second-hand books bought from the university town before are too professional, and none of them are ready-made and usable.

What "Engineering Mechanics", what "Advanced Mathematics", what "College English Book X", what "Computer Composition Principles", what "Biochemistry and Molecular Biology"...

I went through this pile of books, but found nothing useful, so I put it away, took another pile out from the space, and continued to flip through, and found a book called "Soil Science", which seemed to be useful, so I put it aside. turn again...

A gust of cold wind blew through and closed the half-opened windows. Luo Yong hurried over and opened some to keep the room ventilated. Worried that the oil lamp would be blown out, he pushed it into the corner again.

It is not easy to eat alone, he is worried that he will eat with the doors and windows closed, and the smell will not dissipate when he wakes up tomorrow morning, if Erniang and the others smell it, it will be troublesome. Yes, one nose is better than the other.

Luo Yong also wanted to improve the food for them as soon as possible. There are a lot of good things in his space, but he can't directly take them out for them to eat. He can't explain the reason, which adds to the risk.

After finishing a portion of beef chow mein, Luo Yong took out another pancake and ate it. The pancake was also hot, the grits were crispy, and the sauce was very fragrant... The more he ate, the more guilty Luo Yong felt. Shen Chong, no, he must let the dolls next door eat and drink spicy food with him as soon as possible.

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In the middle of the night, a group of villagers who were going to sell tofu in the city passed by not far from the wall of the Luo family courtyard. Seeing a light inside the wall, they all said, "It's about this time, Sanlang is still studying."

This kind of scene is often seen, and the villagers say that Luo Sanlang is really a hardworking scholar.

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Luo Sanlang read at night for two or three days, and finally he found a very practical technology that they urgently needed at the moment—the heating kang.

This is what he found out of a bunch of webpages saved in a smartphone. If it weren't for the second-hand books, there is nothing that can be used now, Luo Yong would not be willing to touch the electronic products in the space.Although there will be no consumption as long as it is placed in the space, it will definitely run out of electricity when it is taken out. The power is limited, and it will be used less once.

Putting the phone back in the space, Luo Yong recalled what he had just read, not at ease, afraid that he would forget about it when he fell asleep, so he took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, drew two sketches, and stood next to him Note a few things that need attention, and then sleep peacefully.

After breakfast the next day, Luo Yong called Qiao Junlin, his helper, to go out to dig the soil together. Erniang, Siniang, and Wulang also wanted to go, but Luo Yong didn’t let it go. , taking a bath is also strangely cold, and Erniang has to wash a pile of clothes for them after it's over.

Luo Yong and the two took their hoes and dustpans to a red mud slope outside the village. The red mud on this slope was very sticky. People in Xipo Village built walls and built mud houses. Most of the mud was dug from here. The last time Luo's family repaired the yard, they also dug mud from here.

At this moment, the slope is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the soil under the snow layer is also frozen hard. The north wind has blown in the past two days, and everywhere is frozen, including the dirt road that I just walked on. , to prevent the two of them from stepping on muddy feet.

Two teenage boys were digging soil on the slope together. The Luo family had only one hoe. Luo Yong wielded the hoe, and Qiao Junlin wielded the sickle.

It wasn't until Lin Wulang heard that the two of them were digging here and came over with a hoe to help, that the efficiency improved.

It turned out that when Lin Wulang and Aunt Luo were sweeping in their yard, they heard a familiar sound from outside. Aunt Luo poked her head and saw that it was Luo Siniang and Luo Wulang who were running wildly with a group of children in the village. The paparazzi also followed behind barking.

These two sisters and brothers have been well fed every day recently, and they are very energetic. There is no child of this age who does not like to play.

"Siniang Wulang, why don't you help your brothers and sisters at home? You know how to run around all day long." Aunt Luo called to stop the two of them.

"Brother and Qiao Dalang went out to dig the soil, and we are not asked to follow. My sister said that there is nothing to do at home, so she asked us to come out and play for a while." Luo Siniang said with a smile.

"Sanlang and the others have dug the soil? What is it for?" Lin Wulang also left the yard at this time.

"I don't know." Luo Siniang shook her head.

Lin Wulang thought about it, and there was nothing wrong anyway, so he carried a hoe and two dustpans, and went to help.

Lin Goro had a good impression of his brother-in-law.Although Aunt Luo is a married woman, the Luo family's recipe for making tofu is not hidden from her. If they want to make tofu themselves, they can do it at any time.

For this matter, the two rooms above have thought about it, mainly because their two sister-in-laws wanted this prescription and gave it to their natal family.Aunt Luo refused to agree to this matter. If she really wanted to do this, she might offend the entire Xipo Village.

Lin's father and Lin's mother also meant the same thing. They still have to gain a foothold in Xipo Village, and they must stand in the same camp as the villagers.Although the two rooms above did not give up, they could do nothing about it.

Lin Wulang also knew that he was not as shrewd as the two elder brothers above him, and he was not as fond of Ye Niang as the younger brother below him, but he, Aye, made him a close relative, which was really good, and he was happy to help the Luo family when there was something to do.

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"Sanlang, what are you digging for in this cold day?" Lin Wulang walked out of the village along the dirt road and walked to the dirt slope where the villagers used to dig. From a distance, he saw the two of them working on the slope.

"Brother-in-law is here." Seeing Lin Wulang, Luo Yong was also very happy.

He knew that although the Lin family was rich, all the sons in the family had to go to the fields. Pretend to be on the ground.

People who often do farm work are different. Goro dug a dustpan of yellow mud from the slope after a few hoes, which is much cleaner than the two of them.

After returning to the courtyard, Luo Yong told Lin Wulang about his idea of ​​the kang, and showed him the earthen paper. As for where this thing came from, it was naturally his own idea, and he couldn't do everything. Push them all to the merchants.

Lin Wulang was surprised to hear that, since he had nothing to do recently, he simply set up a heated kang with Luo Yong. The first heated kang was located in the thatched hut next to the gate of Luo's courtyard.

In the next few days, Lin Wulang and Luo used them to make adobe pans, and they were very busy.

For this matter, Lin Erlang also said in front of Ye Niang: "The fifth child knows to run to Luo's house all day long, and he also takes his own molds to Luo's family for use."

In the end, he was reprimanded by his old lady: "Just take care of yourself. You don't care what the fifth child does. Just take the mold and use it. It's not like you don't want to take it back."

Speaking of the Lin family.

Lin's father and Lin's mother originally had six children, but now there are only five left. Lin's father also hoped that the family would have a scholar.

The eldest son, Lin Xingyi, has already been married and has two sons. The second son, Lin Xingshu, has only one daughter. The third wife, Lin Shier, has been married for more than three years and just had a son last year. Father Lin and mother Lin loved this grandson very much. Let’s not say if it’s gone, Goro is also Luo Sanlang’s brother-in-law, he is nineteen years old, his name is Lin Xingle, and the youngest one below is called Lin Chunqiu.

Although Lin's mother is partial, she is not confused. Wulang is also her son, and even if she doesn't value him too much, she still wishes him well in general.

The Luo family Saburo has been making a lot of noises lately, and he looks like someone who can stand out. At this time, she naturally hopes that her son can have more contact with him. Anyway, it is winter, and there is not much work in the field. If you are idle at home, you are also idle. .

Two days later, Lin Xingle not only brought back his own mold, but also brought back a cart of adobes that had been stripped off, saying that he wanted to set up a kang for Lin's father and Lin's mother.

He also said that the heated kang is a good thing. Several houses in the Luo family have been built. When cooking, the hot water is slightly heated, and the kang can be kept warm for a long time. With that thing, they will not need braziers to warm the stove in the future. Things are done, and the room is warm day and night.

Mrs. Lin heard what he said, and she didn't believe it, so she said no, it was too much trouble, she hugged the stove every day, and she didn't feel cold.

So Lin Wulang had no choice but to make one in his own house first. With those adobes made, it will be much faster to set up a heated kang. He and Luo Yong have done a few together before, and he has experience. After a long time of jingling and jingling in my own room, I got out a heated kang.

Let the heated kang dry out, then turn on a low fire and bake slowly until it is almost done. Put a straw mat on it, and once people sit on it, they will never want to get down again.

As soon as Mother Lin came back, she sat on the kang for a long time, and she would come over every day after that, asking directly, "When will Wulang come back?"

Her silly son, when he heard that his mother didn't like a heated kang, he really took it seriously, set up the kang in his house, and went to the county with Na Luo Sanlang the next day. He heard that there was a town where Shang Luo's family bought fermented bean curd. When the neighbors saw the kang in his house, they thought it was very good, so they asked Luo Sanlang to help him make some.

"I didn't ask someone to come back with a letter, but someone else asked them to go to the kang, and they will come back later." This day, Mother Lin asked Wulang when he would come back. Aunt Luo thought it was a little funny. The old lady is now Actually miss Goro so much.

"Hey, it's almost the end of the new year, and you don't feel bad." Luo Mu sighed.

"Then I'll ask Er Niang and the others again?" Aunt Luo put down the twine she was twisting in her hand.

"Go." The old lady waved her hand.

Aunt Luo went now, there is also a heated kang at Luo's house, and she is also willing to stay with Erniang and the others.

Lin Wulang was not at home, and she was very bored staying alone in the big courtyard of the Lin family, and she couldn't talk to the two sisters-in-law.

Not long after Mrs. Luo left the yard, Father Lin wandered into the house.

"You also come up to warm your legs." Mother Lin greeted him.

"I won't go up." It was not suitable for him as an old man to climb up the kang where his daughter-in-law slept. Mr. Lin didn't go on the kang, so he sat on the edge of the kang: "Oh, it's really warm here."

"You don't know, staying up here, even your toes are warm." Mother Lin said to him.

In their era, there were no particularly warm shoes and socks. It was inevitable that feet would be frozen in winter. When going out, they would wear straw sandals. If the conditions were better, they would have extra pairs of linen socks, which would freeze for decades. Legs and feet are not good when you are old, and it feels so good to be warmed by the heat on the kang.

"When will Goro come back?" the old man also asked.

"Who knows." The old lady paused, then snorted again: "I just said that at the time, but he really took it seriously. If it weren't for Lao Wu, I would have thought he did it on purpose."

"How could Wulang?" The old man waved his hand to tell her not to think about it.

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In Lishi County, the Panhuokang construction team led by Luo Sanlang is in full swing and devoted to the great cause of improving the winter life of the Tang Dynasty people.

This originally deserted county town has been extremely lively these days. Porters carrying loads of yellow mud walk through the streets and alleys. In the past few days, in Lishi County, a load of yellow mud can be exchanged for one liter of rice. Such a good thing has never happened before, and those families who are short of food are coming out in full force at this time.