"This is the place where the airs are placed."

"Yes, a little further back."

"It's a bit shaky, take a piece of wood to cushion."

"What are the items used to hold their groceries by relying on the door rack?"

“That’s right.”

"There is also the shelf that moves to the side, don't block this door."

“…”

That night, after a shop in Chang'an City baked naan closed, the old and old in the shop urinated and moved many wooden boards and shelves from the backyard, and started working in the house.

Two days ago, when Mifangzhai held a banquet to entertain Luo Sanlang, the shopkeeper of this naan shop was also present. After returning, he invited craftsmen to measure the size in his shop. Dividing the originally spacious store into two, no need to use bricks and stone walls. Just make two grooves on the floor and ceiling, and then put on the wooden boards, and it looked like a wall.

In addition, a door is left as an aisle between these two shops. In this way, the two shops are both divided and interconnected. At that time, one or two wives from the family will be arranged to go there to see the store and sell goods. While not affecting the business of their own shop, they can also sell goods from other shops. The income from selling goods can be divided into three floors.

"Our family sells baked naan, why bother joining in the fun with people..." His youngest son muttered while placing the shelves.

"You know what." The old man found a small piece of wood to put it on the shelf, tried it repeatedly, and made sure it was not shaken, so he stood up with his knees.

"They earn a lot of money for those who sell wine and cakes. They don't feel sorry for being divided into 30%. How much does it earn for only one baking naan?" His youngest son thought about it, but still felt that this matter was nothing to do.

"I still have some money," the old man sat down on the bench beside him, knocking on his legs while muttering: "You guys, after a few days of good days, they are starting to look down on those few dollars? In the past, you Ahon led us brothers and a few of us to make baking naan..."

"It's different from the past. Our baked naan has long been famous in Chang'an City. Even those officials have to come to buy it in a carriage. Why bother to compete with others for a shelf of groceries in the north and south?"

His son has been upset about this for a day or two. The older he is, the more he loves to join in the fun, and he is even more troubled. Since he is a baked naan, he is focused on making the baked naan well and doing this business well, so why bother to make the extra money?

"Yelang is arrogant and short-sighted." The old man reached out and pointed his youngest son, and put his hats down, making the young man blushed and thick-necked. He was both dissatisfied and embarrassed.

"Just tell me, is it because our shop is famous or Luo Sanlang is famous?" the old man asked him.

"His fame is only temporary, how can he compare to the management of several generations of our people?" the boy said with his neck tampered.

"I'll ask you who is famous, don't talk about those who have it or not." The old man wished he could slap him on the back of the head, but he was really tired today, and he was too lazy to stand up after sitting down.

"So what if he has a greater reputation?" The young man still looked disapproving.

"If you are big, what else can you do?" This is just his own son. If someone else has changed, the old man is too lazy to talk to him:

"Did you hear that he was building roads in Guannei Road last year? His sister Luo Erniang also bought a lot of real estate in Liangzhou City? Are you still like Na Luo Sanlang and you can only see such a big place in Chang'an City?"

After hearing this, the other people in the room asked first, "Aye, are you saying that our baked naan still needs to be sold to Liangzhou City and other places?"

"Aweng, if our baked naan is kept for a long time, it will not be delicious." said a grandson, who was seven or eight years old.

"Why would Ah Weng not know?" The old man pulled his grandson, touched his dusty little hand, and said:

"When you, Ahweng, took me and your uncles to make baked naan together, our family had only one baked naan shop. Later, you Ahweng said that the baked naan I made was the best, so he passed this shop to me, and your uncles and uncles separated and went to another shop to open a shop. Now I am older, and you brothers will split up sooner or later. In a few years, your children will grow older..."

"Although Chang'an City is big, it can't take many baking naan shops. I will pass on the baking naan skills to you, and I will not hide it from anyone else. In the future, who will have the best craftsmanship, so I will pass on this shop to whom. The rest of you will go out and set up a new door by yourself and take advantage of this Luo Sanlang, so that your path will be wider in the future."

"Aye is still thinking carefully." The sons were no longer busy at this time, and stood in the room full of shelves with their hands hanging down, listening to the old man's words.

The old man continued, "I don't want to hear what the boy said just now. Don't think so. People's reputation is greater than ours, that is greater than us. In the future, there may be other people's baked naan that is better than ours. That is also the ability of others. Don't occupy the three words "old brands" and think you are amazing. What others want to praise is other people's business. Don't put yourself on a high ground and you can't get down. If your feet cannot step on the ground, you will be uneasy and the baked naan you make will not be decent."

That night, the old man said these words. Among his sons, one or two of them were originally a little depressed because of their skills in baking naan, and after hearing these words, their mood also changed.

For their way out, the old man has done a good job. If it is really as he said, then even if he fails to inherit this shop in the future and changes to another place, he may not be able to achieve something.

They worked hard until late that night. The whole family worked together to arrange the shops on both sides before they rested.

I got up again in the early morning of the next day to make baked naan, and prepared the big truck of goods early to wait. As soon as the door opened, the old man drove his ox cart to the north and south groceries. Soon, people from the north and south groceries came over with a horse and carried a full truck of goods to them to put on the shelves.

This naan shop has a good business every day, and at this time, many people come to watch the fun, three layers inside and three layers outside, those in long robes and short brown, and one by one, one by one, one by one, stretching his neck and looking into the shop.

The grease paper covered by the wooden cart pulled from the horse was pulled apart, revealing the three large wooden shelves placed there. Each shelves were divided into many layers, and there was a square pallet on each layer, with many bread and cakes placed in the pallet. At this time, they moved one pallet and one pallet to the shop. After moving it in, they put the pallet on the shelves and it was finished.

"Tsk, that's the cream cake?"

"That's big, it costs fifteen cents per."

"I can't afford it."

"My mother..."

"I will buy one with you on the day of your birthday."

"You guys look at that bread."

"This kind of honey beans is a honey bean. It costs only four cents for one big one. It tastes delicious, but it is too loose. When you pinch it, it's just a little bigger fist and can't fill your stomach. I can't eat one meal enough."

"You are such a big belly guy, it's better to buy a baked naan to fill your stomach."

"It smells so good!"

“It seems like it’s just baked.”

"What do you think of that?"

“Which?”

"It's just wrapping it in oil paper."

"Is it the cake side?"

"No, such a small bag looks square, it doesn't look like a cake."

"No, no."

"Are you a new food?"

After they had put the shelves in there, someone walked over and asked, "What is this?"

"This is just made in the past two days." Luo Yong, the disciple who was responsible for delivering goods here today, was prepared for such inquiries.

He took a square oil paper bag from the shelves, tore the hole stuck with paste on it, opened the paper bag, and showed everyone the square and thin items in it: "You might as well taste it."

"I'm welcome." The man just asked, and he reached out to take a piece of food from the oil paper bag, put it in his mouth and took a bite. He rubbed it with a light sound, and chewed it twice. The mouth was slightly salty, and there was a milky aroma that was neither thick nor light, which was very good.

"How much does this pack cost?" After eating a slice, he asked.

"Two cents." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"It only costs two cents?" The man was surprised. He could buy such a large bag of two cents, which was a bit cheaper than the cold utensils they usually eat.

"That's right." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"Get five packs for me." He naturally had to buy a few more packs so cheaply, and he caught up with it today. If he came late, he might not be able to buy it.

"My husband doesn't know that when Master teaches us to prepare this kind of food, he added a little medicinal materials to it. The medicinal properties are biased, so it's okay to eat a little, but eating more is useless." Luo Yong reminded the disciple.

"It's okay, there are many children in the family, and each person can't eat a few pieces." The young man said with a smile.

Their uncles and uncles and brothers were seven or eight, and many little babies were born under them. They lived in the same yard on weekdays. They were not very comfortable and the children had no snacks to eat. So this time, he wanted to buy more when he saw this thing cheaper.

"Uncle, what are you buying?" Before the man could buy the things back, the little babies in his family came over in groups.

"Look at what this is?" His uncle took a square piece of oil paper from the shelves, handed it to him, and asked him to see it himself.

The child took the thing and saw a square pack of items, about two inches long and one and a half inches wide and about half a foot high. The two ends were folded and put on with plasters. The world was printed with some patterns and words.

"Um... South, North and South groceries!" After reading for a long time, the child could recognize a word Nan. After counting, he found that it was four characters, so he guessed that it should be North and South groceries.

"Where is this?" His uncle turned over the other side to show him.

"..." The boy scratched his ears and his forehead. He didn't know any of the four words here, and he couldn't even start to do it.

"You are told to recognize words all day long, you don't recognize words." His uncle came to the back of his head.

"Uncle, what is it written on it?" asked a little girl next to her.

"Milk biscuits." Her uncle told her.

"Where are these two little ones?" the little girl pointed to the two small characters below again.

"Salty." said her uncle.

"Why isn't it sweet?" Several children felt a little regretful when they heard this.

"It would be better if I didn't buy it, I could save ten cents." said his uncle.

"Buy! Buy! Uncle, buy it for us." The children immediately started to scream.

"What's the point? If you ask me again, I won't buy it." As soon as this sentence came out, the children immediately became quiet.

When my uncle and nephew bought five packs of milk biscuits and went out of the shop, many of the people who were watching outside had already come in.

If you have better financial conditions, you can buy a cream cake and try it out. If you don’t like cakes, the bread is not bad, and the price is more affordable. The two large baskets of milk biscuits placed at the bottom of the shelf were bought by someone soon after, but the goods in the basket were less and less...

"Master, I'm afraid I have to make more milk biscuits. When I came back, half of them had sold them."

At noon that day, Luo Yong took advantage of lunch to travel to groceries in the north and south, and his disciples all told him this.

"When the cream is divided today, you will make another batch. There is no need to work hard, and you should rest as soon as you should." Luo Yong said to them.

"Save it." The apprentices responded one after another.

"Master, I'm afraid I can't delay any more when I bought a house."

According to the meaning of these disciples, they will definitely earn as much as they can now. As the agreed date for one and a half months is about to arrive, if they can't afford the money, can they still pay back the house to the other party?
To be continued...