Before the crowd dispersed, Luo Yong walked over and patted Qiao Junlin on the shoulder, saying, "The month period is not over, don't forget to go to work tomorrow."

"I know." Qiao Dalang curled his lips. Are he still afraid that he would run away?

It was getting dark, and everyone in the yard each held a can of fermented bean curd given by Luo Jiasanlang and returned home happily.

Originally, they were all a little worried. Some were worried that Luo Sanlang would hold back while teaching them to make tofu, and some were worried that after their family and other villagers made tofu, they would steal Luo Sanlang's business. What should we do then?

Now it seems that since Luo Sanlang has something newer than tofu in his hands, their previous worries have become unnecessary.

I was not afraid that he would hold back or that he would seem unkind and righteous if he stole his business, so I went home happily.

Not to mention, this fermented bean curd is really delicious, soft and glutinous. They just tasted it a little, but they couldn't stop. If they hadn't thought that there were still a group of young people waiting at home, they would have had a great time eating it.

"How much do you think this can is worth?" Several villagers walked towards the north of the village together. Most of them lived there, and there were only a few families living in the south end of the village. Most of them were later generations, not natives.

"It must be not cheap." said one person.

"If you work for someone else, you can earn this jar in one month?" Another man gently patted the jar he was holding in his arms and asked with a smile.

"It's really hard to say." The man shook his head and smiled.

"Are you soaked beans in your house?" someone asked.

"I soaked a bucket of beans early this morning." said one person.

"Isn't you afraid of not selling it all?" Someone laughed.

"What are you afraid of? If you can't finish it, you will freeze it." It's also magical. The prepared tofu does not require any processing. Just put it outside the yard and freeze it, and the taste will become very different.

"My beans should have been ground now."

"The stone mill that I just made in my house is still growing, and it's a bit difficult to use."

“My house is easy to use.”

"I told them that I waited for me to go back to do it, but I wouldn't listen."

"..." The few people said and accelerated their pace.

While Luo Yong was having dinner, a villager came to pick up the sour slurry with a basin and a bucket. Obviously, he would be making tofu at home tonight, so he couldn't even wait for a night.

Luo Yong put down his chopsticks and took them to the kitchen to get the sour slurry: "I have a lot of time to make money, so don't be too tired."

"I haven't made this batch of tofu, so I'm afraid that half of the people in the village will not sleep peacefully tonight." These people laughed and joked.

"Sanlang, do you want to sell your fermented bean curd? I'll go to the city to sell tofu tomorrow and ask him to help you go out and talk about it?" An older villager asked Luo Yong.

"That's good." Luo Yong smiled all over his face. The wine smelled so good that the alley was deep. It was good if someone helped to promote it.

"If those people in front receive the letter, they may be coming again." This is naturally what Wang Jinhuai and others refer to.

"Your location is too far away, otherwise, let's go to the village chief and ask him to find you a place in Nantou, a yard and a few rooms. Everyone works together and it will be built in a few days." Someone suggested.

"No need to be so troublesome, it's great to live here." The villagers were about to show off their skills and start making tofu, and Luo Yong didn't want to bother them too much at this time. Besides, social security was still very good during the Zhenguan period, and there was no need to worry about safety issues.

Their yard is actually in a good location, next to the entrance of the village, with easy access, and there are advantages to doing some small business. The unique courtyard is relatively quiet, unlike the people in the south of the village who are full of eyes. Besides, the original owner also has a lot of feelings for the yard. Although the body has been changed, those memories are still there.

"There are people in my Ye Niang village who raise dogs. A few days ago, the big dog gave birth to a litter of puppies. I don't know if there are any more. Do you want to ask for it?" A woman waiting behind holding a basin and shouted.

"What kind of dog is it?" Luo Yong asked her.

"It's a hound who can go up the mountain." The man said.

"It's so good, then I'll bother Qi Niang." If you're not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of it. It's good to keep a dog at home: "If there are good dogs, you can help me catch two of them."

"Okay, I just made the tofu tonight. I will carry some to them tomorrow and ask them to taste it." The woman looked happy. Ye Niang must be very happy to eat the tofu she made.

Luo Yong smiled. When he was talking to the woman just now, he almost called out "aunt". It was because of his previous habits that he couldn't change. At that time, he was always shouting from elder brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts. When he arrived in Gener City, he even dared to call him sister when he saw a woman, no matter whether she was an eight-year-old girl or an eighty-year-old lady.

These days are different. People here can only shout "Aunt" when they are at their parents' parents. Otherwise, calling them like calling them dads casually to others. It is not popular to call others in such a way these days.

Generally speaking, calling the other party, Lang and Niang is a respectful title. It can also be called this for people older than themselves. Those older can call them old men or old women, and those younger ones are more casual. The adults in Xipo Village basically call their nicknames, dogs, tigers, etc. to the children in the village.

There are also those who are called "Cao Hunter" by positions, occupations, or nicknames. When Luo Sanlang's grandfather was alive, he was called Cao Hunter, and some titles like peddlers and jealous men. In this way, Luo Yong was a little worried. Could he be called Tofu Lang in the future? This soft title is really not manly enough.

Fortunately, in the days that followed, Luo Yong didn't plan to sell tofu. Recently, the Luo family's yard was busy every day, and even the children in the family worked hard. Needless to say, the old lady often came to help, and even the Si Niang Wulang was not idle. In addition, there were two little babies at home, so their care for them was also a bit sparse during this period.

That night, the Luo family siblings washed their hands and faces after having dinner, and went to bed early. Luo got up a few times in the middle of the night and went out to add firewood to the three earthen stoves outside, which were beans on it.

The next morning, he got up the latest. When he left the house, the young people at home had already gotten up and had already eaten breakfast and the stove was still hot, so it was left for Luo Yong.

Looking at the sun, the villagers who got up early to sell tofu were probably about to walk to the county town.

Luo Yong sat by the stove and ate breakfast. There was still some warmth on the stove, which was very warm and comfortable. The food was really simple, just a large bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles, and an egg. The porridge is the usual yellow rice porridge. They produce yellow rice, big yellow rice and small yellow rice, but there is no white rice. The white rice from the south is very expensive, and the villagers generally don’t buy it to eat. Pickles can’t taste any other flavor except salty.

Just this is much better than when I first came here. At least I have no limit on the amount of porridge. I am willing to lay rice when cooking porridge. In addition, there is an egg.

In the past, if there were one or two eggs on the dining table, the few children at home would stare at it. Now they have one. In Luo Erniang's opinion, this is a bit too luxurious. But now, Luo Yong has the final say in their family. He said that each person doesn't have to save one egg. Erniang felt sorry for her, so she still cooked it.

"Brother, are you getting up?" Si Niang had just run back from outside and when she entered the yard, she saw Luo Yong having dinner in the kitchen. Then she ran in and stared at the egg and couldn't open her eyes.

"Take it and eat it with Goro." Luo Yong had never eaten any good things, so he didn't have this egg. During this period, these two children also helped a lot and were very sensible. Luo Yong thought about when to free up his hands and should make up for them. They were so old, and it would be too late to make up for them if they didn't make up for it. If they were a little older, they would be fixed.

"Brother Xie." The fourth lady happily picked up the egg and took it out, and then she wanted to run outside. As a result, before she could run out of the kitchen, she was caught by the second lady.

"Why are you so greedy?" Er Niang was obviously a little angry. She had already given her one this morning and came to get Saburo's food again. What kind of body is Saburo? She had been lying in bed for more than half a year, and she has been busy every day recently. She doesn't know why she is worried about Si Niang!

"..." Si Niang was a little helpless when she saw that her sister was really angry. She actually knew that it was a bit bad to do this, but she was a bit willful at heart. She wanted to eat that egg in her heart, so her brother gave it to her and asked for it.

"It's okay, let her go." Luo Yong said to Er Niang.

"Don't spoil her like this." Er Niang said helplessly.

"Isn't it just that I'm a little greedy, and I can't eat it. Eat more and you won't be slandered." Luo Yong smiled at Er Niang, and then said to Si Niang: "You must not be like this outside, so as not to be looked down upon."

"It has never been like this outside." Si Niang replied aggrievedly, her eyes were already a little red.

"That's good, go." Luo Yong waved his hand at her and said, "We will make other food in the afternoon."

"Take it serious?" The crybag immediately became happy again.

"Natural." Luo Yong said.

Si Niang ran away and disappeared. Er Niang sighed and went out to work. After all the busy days at home, she was still a little confused.

When the aunt was still at home, most of these housework were done by the two sisters. Later, the aunt got married and she was left in the family. Now, Sanlang is reluctant to let her do it. Si Niang is too young and can't help after all. Fortunately, Qiao Dalang is still there at home today. Although she is a young man from the county town, she is still working at her house now.

"Dalang, please help me carry two more buckets of water back."

"Dalang, please help me chop these firewood."

"Dalang, have you seen a broom?"

"Dalang..."

Luo Yong laughed in the room and said a few days ago that he always said to himself that he was a young man from the city after all, so what? Now he is so easy to call him.

Qiao Junlin was very depressed this day. He came to Luo's yard early in the morning and was ordered by Luo Erniang to go around. When Luo Sanlang got up, he mixed a lot of beans with him. In the afternoon, when the Luo family brothers gathered together to grind rice noodles and talked, he squatted alone beans beans next to the earthen stove.

In the past, the tofu dregs left in the Luo family's yard were broken and dried and put away. Luo Erniang said that she wanted to raise a few chickens, but she was too busy recently and had not been able to make any moves.

Today, Luo Sanlang asked him to steam all the bean dregs left after making tofu yesterday. Thinking about how much tofu the Luo family has to sell every day, we should know that it is not easy to steam all the bean dregs for a day.

It was not enough to be finished after steaming. After taking it out and letting it cool, Luo Sanlang took out a few more dustpans. There was still a lot of green mold powder on the dustpan. He asked him to scrape off the mold powder and mix it with the two bags of wheat bran next to it into the bean dregs.

This is the remaining beans this morning. In the morning, Luo Yong asked him to mix the beans with green mold into the beans cooked last night. After mixing, he put them in the tofu frame, with straw mats on the upper and lower parts of the frame. Finally, the tofu frame and tofu frame were all placed in the house.

I mixed beans and bean dregs, I wonder what Nara Saburo planned to do this time.

After a day, I was as tired as a dog. When I finished my work, it was late at night. I was about to get off work and go back to the Lin family, but Luo Sanlang told him that he would make a food called Doubao tonight. He asked him if he wanted to stay with him. Qiao Junlin turned around and returned to the yard.

Before starting to make bean bread, Luo Yong called Qiao Junlin to have dinner together, saying that he could eat some food to cushion so that he would not get hungry for a while. Qiao Junlin agreed.

The Luo family’s supper was relatively simple, but because of the fermented bean curd, and he thought that there were other foods later, Young Master Qiao did not dislike it. He thought that after a while, he had made some bean buns, he must eat more.

After you really start making bean bread...

"You said that all these must be done?" Qiao Dalang looked at the ground yellow rice noodles in the buckets, and looked deceived.

"Yes." Luo Sanlang nodded.

"Cook so much and eat it all?" Qiao Dalang!
Chapter completed!