In the years of ancient traders

"Brother, brother."

Early in the morning, the door was pushed open, and Song Shu was so frightened that he woke up and tied his clothes in a hurry.

"Brother, why isn't the chicken laying eggs? Is it sick?" Liu Niang rushed in, grabbed Song Shu's hand and was about to run out.

Liu Niang has been doing farm work since she was a child, and her strength is not comparable to that of modern teenage girls. Song Shu was staggered by her: "Wait, wait, wait until brother gets dressed."

"Brother, hurry up, Sister Cui is here to buy steamed buns, Brother Anan and Sister San have woken up early." Liu Niang was embarrassed to see Song Shu tidying up his clothes, standing by the door with his face facing out, but she kept nagging with.

"Here we come." Song Shu adjusted his clothes, wiped his face and followed her out.

"Morning, Song Silang." Sure enough, Cui Wuniang had already arrived, queuing up in the yard to buy steamed buns.

Because more and more people came to buy steamed buns, there was no time to do the work at the steamed bun workshop. These right and wrong are not always good.

Song Shu also said hello to her, and several other neighbors who came to buy steamed buns and people from other villages also said hello to Song Shu.Song Shu didn't know a few people, so he could only say Zao vaguely, but couldn't name them.They don't care, Song Silang's name is now well known in several villages, and he can be considered a celebrity. Everyone thinks it is an honor to say hello to him, and they can't force people to write down their names one by one.

Song Shu crossed the yard diagonally, and came to the chicken coop behind the east house with Liu Niang. Two chickens were walking around, and there were only a few chicken feathers in the chicken coop.

"Look, there are no eggs." Liu Niang said.

These two chickens were brought back by Song Anan yesterday, Liu Niang was happy all night, and came to touch the eggs early this morning, but found nothing, not to mention how disappointed.

Song Shu had no choice but to say that although a hen lays an egg every day, just like a woman's menstrual period, it may be delayed.They have just changed to a new place, so they have to get used to it.He told Liu Niang so.

"Then when will they lay eggs?" Liu Niang asked again.

Song Shu thought for a while and said, "Your Brother Anang bought the chicken, you can ask him."

Liu Niang thought it made sense, so she ran to find Song Anan, and Song Shu quietly praised her wit.

Song Shu slowly returned to the yard, thinking that the tofu he made should be ready, so he turned back to the stove in the east room.

Tofu is not considered a fresh food in this area. Every household can make it, as well as tempeh, soy milk, tofu, etc. It’s just that there has been a famine in recent years. Few people make this kind of food that can’t tolerate hunger. Song Shu had to make it himself if he wanted to eat it.

In fact, he didn't want to eat tofu, but he missed the taste of fermented bean curd over white steamed buns.

Song Shu took the tofu and found a place next to the long wooden table where Sanniang bought and sold steamed buns, took the tofu out of the mold, and cut it into dice-sized pieces.

"Song Silang, how about making tofu?"

"How do you plan to eat?"

"Do you want to change this tofu? My kid was clamoring for it a few days ago. I don't have time to do it."

"I'm going to make fermented bean curd." Song Shu said, and cut out another piece the size of a palm, and asked the aunt who wanted to change tofu if it was enough.

"Enough, enough, I'll exchange it with you for wheat," said the aunt.

"What is fermented bean curd?" Someone asked.Although people here eat tofu, they don't have fermented bean curd.

"A way of eating in Bashu." Song Shu said, he remembered reading it somewhere, and the earliest fermented bean curd was made in Sichuan.Then, he talked about the taste of eating fermented bean curd with white steamed buns, or with corn porridge. Maybe he missed it so much, he said it in a distracted way, and made everyone around him greedy.

"Are you making this for sale?" someone asked.

Song Shu shook his head: "Although I can do it, I don't have any oil in my hand, so it doesn't taste that good." When the fermented bean curd is finally fermented, it is best to add some oil, although it can be done without adding, but as he said, less Have a taste.

Everyone felt sorry after hearing this.

Edible oil is a precious thing these days.The big guys can only boil some lard by the way when they buy meat during the Chinese New Year. Although there are occasional vendors selling sesame oil passing by, that is rare.

As for other oils, you can't eat them.

Song Shu was also very helpless. The only vegetarian edible oil in this era is sesame oil, but not many people make it. There is not a single workshop in Datu County that does this.And animal oils such as lard are expensive.

"An oil dealer came to Yuexing City yesterday, selling sesame oil." Cui Wuniang said, who had been silent all this time, "Do you want me to bring you some?" Yuexing City is the market near her elder sister's house. Because the market was built around a temple named Yuexing, it was called Yuexing City over time.

"Okay." Song Shu hurriedly went to the house to get a jug, which was not too big, similar to that used to warm liquor in later generations.

"How much do you want?" Cui Wuniang had already replaced the steamed buns, she picked up the bamboo basket and asked Song Shu.

"Fill it up." The oil and wine here are packed in bulk, so you have to use your own container to beat them.

Cui Wuniang's complexion changed, she hesitated and said, "Why don't you beat half of it? If you hit the full amount...you'll get no less than twenty cents."

Twenty words?

Song Shu's expression also changed. His steamed buns cost twenty for five cents, and twenty cents equals eighty steamed buns. Sesame oil here is so expensive?Grab money.

In the end, Song Shu took out ten coins from his bosom and asked her to type them.

When the money was given out, Song Shu's heart was bleeding. If he hadn't been afraid that he wouldn't be able to explain clearly, he would have already taken it from the space. Who would want the oil at that price!

Cui Wuniang left.

Song Shu placed the cut tofu in a dustpan, covered it with straw, and put it in a warm stove to ferment.

Song Anan didn't know what method he used. After Liu Niang went to him, she didn't ask about the eggs when she came back. She packed a pot of beans and went to the well to soak them. Song Shu asked her to soak them more. Grind the soy milk and distribute it to the neighbors who work in temporary houses.

Recently, the demand for steamed buns has soared, and there are even some people who drive their donkeys to buy them. I heard that they don't live close by.As the demand increased, the supply had to keep up, which made the steamed bun workshop even busier. Song Shu felt a little embarrassed, so he could only spend more time on the food.

"Liu Niang, where are you going?"

When Liu Niang went out, she met Cheng Erniang who came in.

"Get some water to soak the beans." Liu Niang said with a smile, "Sister is inside."

Cheng Erniang also came here often recently. She originally wanted to learn how to make steamed buns, but because she hadn't been trained yet, she couldn't be considered a Xianghe villager, so she couldn't do it in the end.Song Shu himself said at the beginning that only Xianghe Village could learn, but now it is hard to go back on his word, and the other villagers don't want to spread this method to the outside world, so they can only wrong Cheng Erniang.

Cheng Erniang knew that her status was embarrassing, so she didn't say anything, she just came here as usual, and bought some steamed buns to sell from time to time.

Today, as soon as she entered the door, Song Shu noticed that her eyes were black and blue, thinking she hadn't slept well.It happened that everyone in the yard had finished buying steamed buns and left, Sanniang asked, "But you didn't sleep well at night? Your eye circles are blue."

Before she finished speaking, Cheng Erniang's eyes turned red, and Sanniang hurriedly asked her what was wrong.

It turned out that Brother Song didn't come back for a long time, and Yeniang of Cheng's family felt that he was more dangerous than good, so she persuaded Erniang Cheng to remarry and remarry.I heard that even a new husband's family has been found this time, and she, Ye Niang, is not going to pay attention to her opinion, and plans to return the betrothal gift she received before in a few days, and marry Cheng Erniang on an auspicious day.

"I promised him that I will definitely wait for him to come back." Cheng Erniang said, tears streaming down her face.

Someone might come here at any time, Sanniang wiped the hem of her clothes with both hands, and pulled Cheng Erniang into the room.Song Shu took over Sanniang's work, and they didn't leave for long, when someone came to buy steamed buns again, so he had no time to think about anything else, and concentrated on dealing with the business.

Next to the long wooden table, a simple stove was also built with mud. After the steamed buns were steamed, they were brought here to keep warm, so as not to be cold when others came to buy them.

Uncle Feng was the one who built this stove, and the one who repaired the earthen stove in the West Room of the steamed bun workshop.

Just as Song Shu was about to finish changing the steamed buns, Uncle Feng brought another four baskets over.He is over 40 this year. Because of his lame feet, he escaped the conscription for the first two years, but his eldest son was dragged into the battlefield. Now he lives with his daughter-in-law and five-year-old grandson, because of With the skill of stove, life is not bad.

"Song Silang, forty here."

"I want twenty."

"Fifty fifty!"

Morning is the peak time for changing steamed buns, everyone wants to go out as soon as possible, so as to go far, so the Song family yard is also very lively.

"Uncle Feng, please bring me some more cages."

The ones just delivered were changed in a blink of an eye, Song Shu said to Uncle Feng who was about to go out.Uncle Feng shook his hand, indicating that he understood, and opened the door to go out.

It's almost noon after this wave of busy work. People here don't have the habit of eating lunch, but Song Shu can't stand it. Even Wu Niang, Liu Niang, Qilang Anan, and Zhou's daughter-in-law's family, Tuesday Niang, have also developed a habit of eating lunch. Habit, only Sanniang felt that this extravagant habit was not advisable, and insisted on only eating two meals.

When Tuesday's mother was at home, she had only bean soup to drink every day, and her mother cooked it so thinly that she often couldn't get enough to eat. Occasionally, mother and elder brother were too busy and would forget to make food for her.Now at Song Shu’s house, three meals a day are on time, and every meal can be full. Not only can you eat soft and sweet white steamed buns, but you can also drink soy milk from time to time. It is called the days of the gods.

At noon today, I wanted to eat steamed buns and pickled vegetables, but Song Shu couldn't take it anymore, so he had an idea and took the bean dregs left over from making tofu yesterday, mixed it with flour and spread it on a pancake.

The aroma of beans and flour mixed together attracted villagers who came to exchange flour, and everyone asked him what kind of cake it was.

It turns out that bean dregs have this magical effect, and everyone has opened their eyes again.

"You grind soymilk so fast, my kid is almost starved to death. This bean dregs can also be used to make pancakes, don't waste it, I'll make it when I get back." An aunt said.

Song Shu smiled, this cake was simple, and he didn't hide his secrets, he explained how to do it openly, and everyone praised him after hearing it, saying that Song Jiashiro was clever, he was a young man, but he was better at housekeeping than a wife.What he said, Song Shu couldn't help but blush after being baptized by the Internet for more than 20 years.

They ate in the yard and took care of business at the same time. Halfway through the meal, Zhou's wife arrived.

In fact, Song Shu moved the place where the steamed buns were exchanged to his own yard, and it was also convenient for her to see her daughter. When Tuesday Niang saw A Niang, she immediately rushed over.However, Zhou's daughter-in-law was probably too tired, so she didn't say anything, but just picked up her daughter and came to Song Shu.

Today Zhou's daughter-in-law was delayed in the city and came back a little late.Zhou Dalang didn't say anything at first, but Zhou's daughter-in-law saw that the steamer was obviously new, so she forced her to ask a few words.

After she heard the whole story, cold sweat broke out on her back, fortunately Zhou Dalang was fine, and under Song Anan's coercion, Liu Fei lost a lot of money, but they made a profit.

It's just that Zhou's daughter-in-law didn't get enough money.

Now when she mentioned this matter, Song Shu had a strange expression on his face.

She glanced at Song Anan, this man has always been reticent, maybe he hasn't said anything yet?

Zhou's daughter-in-law had no choice but to do it for her, and told the whole story from her son.At the end, he handed another thirty Wen to Song Shu, saying that he would like to thank Anan.

"People in the Liu family are not easy to mess with. If Anan hit him, I'm afraid you will get into trouble too." Zhou's wife said.She was also worried about her son, so she specifically asked him to sell steamed buns in another place before leaving.

Song Shu didn't know much about the twists and turns, but Zhou's daughter-in-law saw it, so she had to mention the relationship between Liu's family and Wanghai Tower, as well as the background of Wanghai Tower.After finishing speaking, it was Song Anan who spoke first.

"No." He pushed the money back.

After a while, he said, "It's okay."

Song Shu watched the whole process, thinking to himself, it's a good thing Song Anan didn't use force that day, otherwise he would probably have recruited everything on the spot.

After thinking about it again, the Liu family has such a strong background, this kid is not afraid at all, but he is a bit mighty and unyielding.

It's just that Song Anan is unyielding, what should Zhou Dalang do?It's just another place to sell steamed buns, and I will be found again within two days.

Before Song Shu could come up with a solution, Uncle Feng opened the door again and moved in the four cages of steamed buns. While putting the steamed buns on, he said, "Song Silang, looking for Manager Li from Wanghai Tower is just outside the door."

Song Shu: "..."

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