North and South groceries

In the next few days, the kid named Qiao Junlin started working in the Luo family. He left early and returned late every day, and he didn’t bother Lin Liulang anymore. Father Lin and mother Lin were very relieved, even the child who was born before wanted to kill him early. The thought of sending it home also rested.

As long as the kid keeps calm and doesn't cause trouble, it doesn't matter how long he stays, isn't it just giving him a separate room for two meals a day? , They can be regarded as helping the relatives over there to solve problems, right?Whether it is big or small is also a personal relationship.

Luo Yong didn't care much about this matter, it's just a lot of helpers, anyway, he has to teach people how to make tofu, it doesn't matter if there is more or less.

However, he observed a little in the past few days, and found that this kid is quite tenacious, and making tofu is not an easy job. In addition to this winter, he gets up early, goes to dark, goes out early and returns late every day. He came late and didn't leave early, and he didn't see him idling when he was working.

It has been less than half a month since these people came to help on the first day, and the villagers have basically gotten used to it. Erniang has also learned how to order tofu. She is more accurate than Luo Yong, and the quality of the tofu is more stable. Now the job of ordering tofu has basically been taken over by her.

As for Luo Yong, he is now mainly focusing on opening up the market. Although the yard of his house is very lively all day long, in fact, he has not earned much. The beans that were exchanged for tofu are basically taken away and made again. Tofu.

He had to take advantage of the one-month period when these people were still working in his house, try to make as much tofu as possible and sell more tofu. He couldn't save other things, so it would be good to save more beans.

With the spread of the reputation, some wealthy households in the city have sent people to Xipo Village to buy tofu in the past few days. Therefore, disseminating various ways to eat tofu has become the top priority at present.

The cooking methods these days are relatively simple, and everyone eats very simply, either steaming or grilling, or cold salad, stir-frying, etc. I have never heard of it in their small place. Most of the pots and stoves are made of pottery. Oil was also scarce, and spices like fennel pepper were expensive.

In their Xipo Village, the better food they can often eat is eggs, chicken, and geese. Basically every household raises some poultry.No one in their village raises pigs. I heard that there are people raising pigs in other villages. However, the pigs are not castrated these days, and the meat is not growing fast, and the raised pork still has a fishy smell. For people, pork lard is still hard to come by.

Under such conditions, how to make tofu delicious is a test of the wisdom of the working people. However, the working people now say that they are very happy if they can eat enough. The war is finally over. After a few years of good life, most people are relatively easy to satisfy.

Especially in mountain villages like theirs with low productivity and underdeveloped commerce, everyone has never seen the outside world much and lives in a rather closed environment.The underlying foundation determines the superstructure. It is obviously very difficult for a group of people who have never eaten tofu since childhood to develop such delicious tofu dishes. Now everyone eats tofu in a very simple way. Basically, it is to cook vegetables and make soup When it's time, cut a few pieces of tofu and put them in the pot to cook together and eat.

Before Luo Sanlang told people in the village how to cook a lot of tofu dishes, but the materials were limited, and the villagers just listened to it. At home, it is still cut up and put in a soup pot to cook with pickles and the like.

Recently, Luo Yong has been thinking about making some tofu dishes that suit the local people’s needs. Yesterday he made a dish of dried tofu and boiled pickles. It tastes pretty good. Dried tofu and pickles go well together. Add a spoonful of meat oil and cook together, it will be more fragrant.

Today he started making tofu dumplings again. He picked a few mushrooms that Erniang and the others picked in Poshan two months ago, soaked them in hair, washed them, chopped them finely, and made dumpling stuffing with tofu. A few salted beans that were ground into powder, and a little pepper powder. The pepper was bought with the help of the villagers who went to the city a few days ago. The pepper is not produced locally, and it is shipped from Bashu. very expensive.

The courtyard is full of steaming labor scenes, washing in water, grinding on the grinder, cooking in the pot, there are more than a dozen people, and no one is idle.

Aunt Luo, Lin Wulang, is also here today. Lin Wulang and Yao Maoyun are moving a few baskets of pressed tofu to the wooden frame next to them. The two of them are talking while working, and it doesn't seem to be because of Aunt Luo's relationship. The look of estrangement.

Aunt Luo is learning some tofu from Erniang Luo. Erniang has already done a good job in this job, but the aunt has not yet mastered it.If someone comes to exchange tofu, they can also receive them, without having to call Sanlang out every time.

These two couples have been running quite frequently to the Luo family recently, but the two old people at home didn’t say anything, they were vaguely supportive, and Lin Dalang and Lin Erlang would often lead them to say something about the Luo family. edge situation.

Lin Wulang is an honest person, so he didn't think much about it, but Aunt Luo talked to Luo Yong. Luo Yong just smiled and said that it was nothing to do, let them go, and then Aunt Luo didn't say anything more. After thinking about it, since Saburo said he would not be in the way, he must be in the way.

Since Saburo woke up this time, it was a little different from before. Aunt Luo thought it was because of a catastrophe at home, and the young Luo Sanlang had to bear the burden of establishing a family early, so he matured quickly in a short period of time. .

But like Lin Dalang and the others, although they didn't say anything on the surface, they still looked down on Luo Yong in their hearts, thinking that he was too young, didn't know how to manage, and acted without rules.This kind of contempt will inevitably be brought out in daily speech and behavior. Aunt Luo lives in the same yard with them, and she sees all of this.

The edification received from childhood is different, and the mind and vision are naturally different. Several generations of the Lin family have guarded a recipe for making vinegar, and managed to accumulate bit by bit, so that they have the current industry.

At the Luo family, Luo's father and Luo mother sell pots and iron for Luo Sanlang to study. Although life is hard, they have a big heart.

Aunt Luo, as the daughter of Luo's parents, has heard and seen since she was a child, and she has some characteristics similar to Luo's father in her personality.From her point of view, it is unknown what Sanlang will do in the future, but a seemingly shrewd but narrow-minded person like Erlang of the Lin family, who only knows to stare at trivial matters every day to plan and calculate, is doomed to fail.

Without great courage, how can you make great achievements?From this aspect alone, Sanlang is much better than them, and he is worthy of being the son of their Luo family!

"Sister, try the corners I made." Sanlang brought a plate of cooked dumplings to the tofu hut at this time.

"Okay." Aunt Luo wiped her hands on her apron, squeezed a dumpling from the plate and put it in her mouth, then squeezed another one and sent it to the mouth of Erniang Luo beside her. The two sisters ate happily.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Let's eat this tonight." There is still a lot of dough and fillings. Later, when the people in the yard are off work, the whole family will make dumplings and eat together.

"It's delicious! Make more, and I'll take a plate home." The eccentric old woman has no reason to say, if she knows that the couple ate delicious food outside but doesn't think about her sweetheart Liulang, why not? Knowing why she was upset, even if she couldn't say anything in person, she would definitely have to give her little shoes to wear behind her back, or find a reason to beat her up in the future.

"Then what's the matter, I'll make a little more and let you take it back." Luo Yong agreed with all his heart.Although Auntie didn't say much, he knew a little bit about the situation in the Lin family. In the past half a year, Sister Luo was taking care of their brothers and sisters under the pressure from there. Now that she got up by herself, naturally she couldn't call her again Difficult to do.

As he said that, Luo Yong asked all the helpers in the yard to taste the dumplings: "Whenever relatives and friends come to the house, I will make some for them to taste, and they will know how to eat it. There will be more people who buy tofu in the future." .”

The helpers smiled and came over to eat dumplings. Although there is only one plate of dumplings, each person can only get one or two, but among other things, they can eat such good white noodles several times a year. The white noodles are very expensive. , not willing to eat.It is said that the dice made by Saburo is really delicious, they should remember the taste now, so that they can make it accordingly in the future.

After eating the dumplings, everyone became more active in their work. Their hands were busy, and they kept talking about Sanlang. In the past few days, many people from the county came to them to buy tofu, no matter what they came Such people, Luo Sanlang received them with ease, and these villagers admired them very much.

Sometimes Luo Sanlang would tell them about the way of management, and those novel concepts are very refreshing.For example, he said that it doesn't matter how many families in his Xipo village make tofu. As long as they can make their reputation, people from all over the world will come to buy tofu from them. Then it doesn't matter how much tofu the villagers make every day. Worried about not being able to sell.

For example, he also said that as more people came to his Xipo Village to buy tofu, the money would become easier to earn.For example, some people come from far away and cannot make a round trip on the same day. The village can provide them with meals and accommodation and earn some money.In hot summer, you can set up a tea stand at the intersection, and so on.

In the eyes of these villagers, Luo Sanlang is simply the most intelligent person.

Mr. Qiao curled his lips, a little disapproving, then Luo Sanlang is indeed capable, but he will definitely be more capable than him in the future.What can he do in this ravine? After he learns how to make tofu, he will go to the city to open a tofu shop. After saving a little, he will open his own tofu shop to Taiyuan City and Chang'an...

The fighting spirit was ignited, and Mr. Qiao became more and more powerful, pushing the stone mill so loudly that the helpers in the yard were dumbfounded. The children from this city are so strong!

Over there, Luo Sanlang went out of the yard alone, followed a dirt road near his yard, and climbed up the small dirt slope at the entrance of the village. This place has a good view, and people in the village can see everyone coming in and out.

In Luo Sanlang's memory, when he was studying in the city, when he came back to the village on a rest day, he could see his mother and sister standing on the high slope at the entrance of the village...

Luo Yong climbed to the slope by stepping on the snow, and saw that there was already someone there, and a child in shabby clothes was squatting there curled up.

"What are you doing squatting here in this cold day?" The kid Luo Yong knew that his father was working in the Luo family's yard right now, no wonder he was squatting here, probably when he climbed the slope just now, there were cats If he sneaked up with his waist bent, if he was caught by his father, he would have to be disciplined.

"Grandpa went to the city to deliver tofu, and he said he would buy me pancakes when he came back." When the child saw that it was Luo Sanlang, he felt a little guilty, for fear that he would sue his father, and his parents didn't know to tell him these days How many times have I told him that the weather is too cold, so I told him to stay in the house honestly and not to run outside all the time.

"You go back now, I won't tell them." Luo Yong said.

"..." The kid was squatting there moaning, just refusing to leave. His grandfather came back around this time a few days ago.

"..." Luo Yong just stood there and looked at him, thinking that if this kid refuses to obey him again, he will carry him to his yard and ask his father to beat him up. In this cold day, such a small child , wearing so little, squatting here to blow the air all the time, once you get sick, it's no joke.

Just as the two were confronting each other, a person walked over on the dirt road in front of the village entrance. The child had sharp eyes and immediately recognized his grandfather. He called Grandpa, stood up and rushed down the slope.

"Don't come here, don't come here, what are you doing here in this cold weather?" The old man trotted over when he saw his grandson.In this cold weather, the snow from the previous day was piled up on the road, and it was trampled to the point of melting, forming muddy snow puddles, which could freeze to the bone when stepped on.

He was obviously not yet 50 years old, but he looked like a little old man. The old man ran to the front in three steps and two steps, bent down and hugged his grandson, his movements were a little slow, obviously struggling .

The little boy was ignorant, and even clamored to beg for a pancake from his grandpa, until the old man took out a piece of pancake from his arms and handed it to him, then sat down contentedly in his grandpa's arms and gnawed on the pancake.Such a piece of cooking cake is already the most delicious food for these children in the village.

The old man got tofu from Luo Yong. One bucket of beans can be exchanged for thirteen squares of tofu, and the extra three squares is the wholesale price. He carried three buckets of beans this morning, and Luo Yong gave him forty squares of tofu. One side is to add the head.

These tofu are carried to the city. Under normal circumstances, Sifang tofu can be sold for one penny, and a basket of tofu can be sold for ten pennies.Recently, the price of tofu in the city has been quite chaotic. Some villagers have seen people ask for prices. Some of the villagers even sold for a penny if the price was high. But that was a while ago. Recently, more villagers have brought tofu to the city, and the price has stabilized a little. some.

Grain is cheap these days. In autumn this year, a bucket of rice can only be sold for three pennies, and beans are even cheaper. No one wants two pennies a bucket.Farmers have worked hard for a whole year, and one mu of land can't produce a few pennies. Therefore, even if it is hard work, the journey is far away and the weather is bad, many villagers have carried tofu to the city to sell these days, and people continue to join .

Standing on the slope, Luo Yong watched the villagers coming back from this small road one after another. They all wore thin clothes, their feet were black and red and cracked from the cold, but their faces were full of joy. Obviously, the money earned from selling tofu Make them feel very satisfied.

Luo Yong had heard about the prosperous scene of Chang'an City in this dynasty, and he also knew that there were all kinds of humble people at this time, and many people could not control their own life and death.

He didn't know whether his arrival was a coincidence or someone deliberately arranged it.If it was arranged deliberately, what exactly did the other party want him to do?

But what does that matter?

No matter where he is, what year and what month, he will only live the life he wants to live and do what he wants to do.Maybe God can decide when to let him die, but not how to let him live.

The author has something to say:

Jiaozi is an alias for dumplings, this is not a worm.