Bad Boy Farming

It would be far-fetched for some of the servants of the Qi family who often followed Qi Sheng to go around, but it would be more than enough for two of them to help Er Niu find a buyer.

Er Niu carefully handed over the two small jars to the two, "These are two different flavors of fermented bean curd. I also told you the cost. A jar is 45 renminbi, and the minimum is [-] renminbi. If you can sell it If it’s more than [-] Wen, whatever you sell is yours.”

"What?" Qi Guang's hand trembled, "I, what did I hear just now?"

Er Niu smiled and said, "You heard me right." Seeing that Qi Sheng was about to speak, he shook his head at him, "If you don't believe me, we can ask your second master to write a document."

"No, that's not what I meant." He just wondered if Zhang Erniu hadn't woken up yet.

"Since there is no objection, then go and come back quickly, the old and young men of Zhangjia Village are still pointing at you two." Qi Sheng said with his arms hanging.

Er Niu said, "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. When you find a buyer, don't act like you have to do with them. Also, whether you find a buyer or not, you must come back in seven days."

Seeing them looking at him, Qi Sheng said flatly, "Listen to Er Niu."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were shocked, and when they saw the young master lying in Zhang Erniu's arms, there was nothing they didn't understand. From this moment Erniu was the second master.

For this reason, the two chose to ride horses. Lin'an Mansion is more than 400 miles away from Maoling County, and the two hurriedly arrived the next morning.

At this moment, Er Niu also approached the village head, "Uncle, you can make fermented bean curd."

The village head put down the grass in his hand and stood up and asked, "Now? What do I need to do?"

"Please tell the people in the village to go to the threshing ground. I have something to say."

"Okay, leave it to me, you go first!" said the village chief and left.

These days, people in the village are thinking about when Erniu will teach them how to make fermented bean curd when they are sleeping at night. When the village chief calls for help, they run to the valley field one after another without allowing the village chief to speak.

Erniu was trying to persuade Mengmeng to play with the children in the village. Maybe when he first saw Erniu, he was hugged by Erniu when he was eating, so that children like to cling to Erniu the most. In Erniu's house, Mengmeng still ignored his second uncle.

So Er Niu hugged the child and said, "I calculated that there are a total of 64 households in our village. If one family makes ten jars of fermented bean curd, it will need 640 jars. It is more cost-effective to buy so many jars directly from the kiln factory, everyone. What do you think?"

"Why is there ten altars in one family?" Someone asked curiously.

Er Niu said, "One jar can hold six catties of fermented bean curd, so what if you make too much and can't sell it?"

The crowd didn't know if it could be sold, but they only knew that tofu could be exchanged for money. Er Niu agreed to sell it for them, and they all signed and pledged, "Can't you make more?"

Er Niu shook his head resolutely.This hasn't started yet, he thinks it's too much to make ten altars, if Qi Sheng said that he can't sell it, he can write a letter to ask his friends to come and help, Er Niu is really afraid that thousands of catties of fermented bean curd will fall on him hand.

"How do you count the 64 households?" someone asked again.

Er Niu said, "Those who are married and live alone count as one household. Those who do not live alone and have children also count as one household."

"What's the matter!" Someone was unhappy, "Just because my daughter-in-law hasn't given birth yet, you won't count us as two households? Why?"

"What are you yelling about! Show off your loud voice!" The village chief yelled, and the neck of the person who yelled at Er Niu shrank, "Just because Er Niu has a way to make money and doesn't cover it, what do you want? Erniu will help you build a house for your family and let your son come out to live!"

"Beautiful thinking!" Zhang Lanshi took three steps forward, and said to the human being who just shouted, "You are fucking daydreaming!"

"Stand back!" The village head felt a headache when he looked at her, wondering what was wrong with this woman, "There is nothing wrong with you here!"

"Who said it!" Zhang Lan put her hands on her hips and raised her chin, "Er Niu is my eldest nephew, he can do whatever he says, if you don't want to make fermented bean curd, just get out!"

Hearing the outrageous words, the village chief was taken aback, and even Xiao Niu, who was mixed in the crowd, was dumbfounded. Er Niu came back to his senses and said, "Ma'am, let's go buy jars, you should stand back quickly."

Zhang Lanshi turned around swaggeringly, snorted at the crowd, and muttered, "It's fine if you don't think about Er Niu's goodness, but you still know how to find trouble, do you still have a conscience? How shameless!" Then turned around, "Er Niu Niu, how about we go home and do it ourselves."

Er Niu's eyes darkened, the person who spoke earlier knew Zhang Lan's virtues, and she was Er Niu's pro-mother, I was really afraid that this unscrupulous person would drag her home and close the door to make money for herself.

As soon as he saw the child in his arms, he suddenly remembered that Er Niu was still a celebrity in front of the county magistrate, so he said with a straight face, "Let's listen to Er Niu, Er Niu, you continue to talk."

"Yes, Er Niu, when shall we go?"

Er Niu said, "How about today, by the way, do you make the tofu yourself or buy it at Brother Sanqi's house?"

As soon as Zhang Sanqi heard about him, "My family's tofu is gone, and it won't be made until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"Well, the person who wants to buy tofu at Brother Sanqi's house should go back and tell him that we will start making fermented bean curd tomorrow morning." After Er Niu finished speaking, someone continued, "Er Niu, can I ask you a question?" How much can the fermented bean curd be sold for?”

Er Niu shook his head, "I don't know, anyway, it won't let everyone lose money. If anyone is afraid that they won't make money, they can do it next time."

"That's how it works!" I heard that Guangjiao's rice cracker candy can earn hundreds of dollars at a time, they are too late, how can they wait for the next time.

Er Niu can see that these people want to make money but are afraid of the initial investment, so they simply said, "Those who are willing to buy jars with me can go home and get the money now, and those who don't want to go don't come here tomorrow morning." .”

As soon as he said this, there was only a few people left in the huge grain field. Er Niu looked at Zhang Lao Wu, "If you don't go home and get a basket, what will you use for the jar?"

Zhang Laowu took two steps towards Er Niu, "...Uncle Er Niu, that's it, my..." Rubbing the corner of his clothes uncomfortably, "You, your that, can you lend me some money?"

"My family has no money!" Xiao Niu blocked Er Niu.

Zhang Laowu raised his foot subconsciously, and when Er Niu looked at him, he hurriedly shrank back, "Xiao Niu, Uncle Xiao Niu, is it going to work? Can we let it go?"

"You just stare at Mavericks. I tell you what you don't want at home, and you know it. It's okay to lend you money. When the time comes, I'll deduct the money you sell fermented bean curd. How about it?"

"Success!" The tofu milk was originally thought up by Erniu, so he is no different from the white wolf with empty gloves.

The worrying Maverick also thought of it, "Second brother, are you stupid?"

"I'm fine." Erniu was going to the county, put down Mengmeng and said, "Take Mengmeng home, if I can't come back at noon, you can heat up the leftover food in the morning, take good care of Qi Sheng, and take care of your home! "

"Uncle Erniu, you need to explain." The fifth child looked at Xiao Niu, "As long as he is so petty and sharp-minded, if you are not at home in March, you will not be able to lose even a chicken feather!"

"Yo, co-author, you know Mavericks so well." Er Niu asked with a half-smile.

Zhang Laowu inexplicably felt a chill behind his back, "Well, I'll get the pole." Before Er Niu could speak, he turned around and left.

"Second brother, why are you being nice to Zhang Lao Wu?" Xiao Niu couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Guangjiao coming from a distance, Er Niu said quickly, "Because Zhang Laowu is strong and strong, we asked him to help when our family harvested rice."

"Just two acres of rice..." Maverick frowned.The second brother is getting more and more deceitful.

"Let him do it!" Er Niu finished speaking, Xiao Niu nodded, and Guang Jiao came to him, "Er Niu brother, my father went to the county to buy beans, and asked if your family wanted to buy them."

"Buy buy buy, please trouble third uncle."

"No trouble!" Said and waved to Guangbai, after a while, after everyone arrived, Er Niu and Guangbai took Mengmeng home.

At this time, Qi Guang led his horse to the door of the largest restaurant in Lin'an Mansion, and asked Qi Yang, "Shall we go here to have a look?"

Qi Yang was very uncertain, pointing to the gray-black pot on the horse's back, "It's impossible for a restaurant as big as yours to want our fermented bean curd, right?"

"You'll know if you try it." Before coming here, the second master didn't say anything, and Zhang Erniu also said that he couldn't go back.

Seeing that he had handed over the reins to the boy at the door, Qi Yang could only go in with two jars in his arms.

As soon as he sat down, the boy asked, "Guest officer, what do you want to eat?"

Qi Guang said, "Two bowls of porridge and four steamed buns."

"Huh?" The boy was stunned, riding a tall horse and wearing a brocade robe to come to the largest restaurant in Ancheng to eat porridge?I very much doubt whether I have met an idiot.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qi Yang said, "What's the matter? No?"

"Yes!" The little guy shivered, without him, he would also conjure up these two.Open the door to do business, and he can pack up and go home if he doesn't greet visitors well, but before that, "Shopkeeper, those two people are so strange." Then he said what Qi Guang ordered.

"Which two?" Today is the day of checking accounts at the end of the month, and the owner of the restaurant happened to be there too, and following the boy's fingers, He Ping wondered, "It doesn't look like a freeloader."

"The boss's words are wrong. Which one eats porridge and steamed buns for free?" The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Go to the back kitchen and ask if there is any leftover porridge from the morning. Let's see what these two people are like." .”

Seeing the waiter leave, Qi Yang said, "If we follow what Zhang Erniu said, can we really eat the fermented bean curd?"

Qi Guang saw the boy coming, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry!" Qi Yang opened the jar, put a few pieces of sweet fermented bean curd into the white rice porridge, then put two pieces of fermented bean curd in the steamed buns, pushed Qi Guang, "Do you want to eat?"

Qi Guang likes steamed buns with stinky tofu very much. If Erniu didn't say that he would have to go to the restaurant to open the jar in front of diners, he might have eaten half of a jar of stinky tofu.

The unusual behavior of the two of them really attracted the attention of others. Someone smelled a foul smell on the tip of their nose, but they didn't look up when they were eating, so they asked curiously, "Brother, what did you eat?" Huh? Why does it taste so weird?"

Qi Yang was overjoyed, his expression unchanged, "Homemade stinky tofu and sweet fermented bean curd."

The visitor asked tentatively, "Is it delicious?"

"Of course!" Qi Guang wiped his mouth, "Stinky tofu and steamed buns are a perfect match, and sweet fermented bean curd is appetizing. I used to drink at most one bowl of white rice porridge at a time. Since I got sweet fermented bean curd, I don't drink three bowls of rice porridge every morning. I feel uncomfortable."

"Really?" The person who asked the question put down the table of food and drink, got up and walked to sit down in front of the two of them.

"Brother, if you think I'm bragging, you can ask the boy to give you a bowl of white porridge. You'll know if you try it." Qi Yang said.

When he thought of his old lady eating like taking medicine every morning, he glanced at the two of them and waved his hand, "Boy, a bowl of white porridge and a steamed bun!"

"Interesting!" He Ping watched the "free food" table quickly filled with a circle of people, and the fan in his hand "clicked" together, "Go, let's go down and have a look with the master!"

"My boss also wants to eat that stinky tofu?" Seeing him throwing down the ledger, the shopkeeper hurriedly asked.

He Ping paused, and said with a smile, "It's not that I want to eat, but someone invited me to eat!"