The next day, Qiao Junlin went to Luo's house to work, and saw that Luo Sanlang didn't say anything, so he felt a little more at ease.
He was afraid that people would spread the news about A Zhi here to the city, and then he would find someone to come over and take care of her.
Tie it back.
Qiao Junlin was grateful for Luo Yong's help and confidentiality.
He didn't say anything, but worked harder and harder.
That afternoon, before Luo Yong and the others finished work, many villagers came to the Luo family yard to exchange for tofu.
Because many of them went out to sell tofu earlier than Luo Yong and the others started working, they had to exchange the tofu one night in advance.
Good tofu, now that the temperature is low, the tofu you replaced will not be spoiled if you put it down for a while.
In addition to the villagers in their own village, there are also a few people from other villages, either from nearby villages or further away.
They may need to stay in the village tonight.
Now some people in the village have cleared out one or two rooms for reception.
For those who need to stay in the village, the price is not fixed.
Most of them are given some food, and some are generous and give one or two cents.
"One bucket of beans is exchanged for thirteen cubes of tofu.
We have soft tofu, old tofu and dried tofu here.
Take a look at what kind of tofu you want."
For the first time a customer comes to exchange for tofu, Luo Yong usually has to give a few words of introduction. .
"I have three buckets of beans here, half for old tofu and half for dried tofu."
The other party was obviously a little nervous and said what he wanted to change word by word, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time before.
"Okay."
Luo Yong took the linen bag she used to hold the beans, poured them into a basket, and checked the quality of the beans.
Previously, people from other villages brought last year's old beans.
Fortunately, they found them in time.
After that, Luo Yong and the others were more careful when harvesting the beans.
By the way, if the Lin family members were here, they might feel that the cloth bag for holding beans that Luo Yong handed back to the young man looked particularly familiar.
Yes, this thing is from their family.
This fabric is still made by Lin Sanniang.
Because it was not spun well, it could not be made into clothes.
No one wanted it when it was sold, so he had to make bags at home.
This one was made by Qiao Junlin He took it out and filled it with beans for Azhi.
Luo Yong casually plucked the beans in the basket with his hands, and generally saw that there was nothing wrong with them.
Then he took the basket from A Zhi's hand and filled her with 20 square meters of old tofu and 20 square meters of dried tofu.
Whether it is soft tofu, old tofu or dried tofu, the ingredients are actually the same.
The only difference is the length of time to press the tofu.
Even the tofu basket used is exactly the same, and the cut size is the same, but the thickness is different.
Luo Yong heard from the villagers that most people prefer to buy soft tofu, which is tender in taste and generous in weight, but it is too heavy to carry on the back.
Therefore, when they sell dried tofu and old tofu, they can occasionally add a little to give others.
I usually don’t give it when it’s soft tofu.
A-Zhi is a woman after all, and the tender tofu is too heavy to carry a few pieces, so she simply doesn’t want it and wants old tofu and dried tofu.
When she left the yard with the basket on her back, someone asked Luo Yongzai: "Whose little lady is this?"
After all, there are differences between men and women, and there are still a few people who can really grow up to the point where they can't tell the difference between male and female.
Because it was a little dark yesterday, Luo Yong didn't notice it for a while.
Now she was changing tofu with everyone in the yard, and she made a sound again It's normal to be seen after saying something, but it's not uncommon for women to wear men's clothes these days.
It's just because they look better that people look at them more.
"I don't know.
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How much tofu do you need to change today?"
Luo tapped his back with his backhand.
In recent days, they have been making tofu longer and longer.
Working all day long is really hard.
"Exchange two buckets each of old tofu and dried tofu, one bucket each of tender tofu, and one bucket of frozen tofu."
The man said, and took out a cloth bag from his two baskets.
The two cloth bags had a big top.
The small piece of cloth sewn with cloth is obviously made from old clothes at home.
Luo Yong checked his beans, then put the tofu into his two baskets, putting the dry ones on the side and the tender ones on top.
Finally, he also added toppings.
For three buckets of beans, he would add tofu to one side of the tofu, and for six buckets of beans, he would add toppings.
Just give it to three parties.
In short, the more you buy, the more you get.
The man watched Luo Yong loading the tofu, confirmed the quantity, carefully tied the ropes on the two baskets to both ends of the pole, happily carried the load out of the Luo family yard, and now went back to eat some hot food.
As soon as it gets dark, he lies down to sleep, sleeps until midnight, and then gets up again.
Together with the villagers, he carries a load to the city and sells the tofu.
In a day's work, he can earn a lot of money.
Nowadays, many residents in the city in Lishi County are used to eating tofu.
They calculate the time every day and go to the street next to the city gate to buy tofu, which saves them from walking around the streets and shouting.
Put down a load of tofu and it will be sold out in a short time.
Many people have made money and can still have a bowl of hot noodles in the city.
In the past, few people could afford it.
But now it is different.
Even some people are not willing to part with it. , thinking about having a good body in order to keep earning this money, I stopped struggling.
In addition, there was naturally a lot of shopping for the house, including clothes for the winter, food for the children, and meat.
Even though it was just a small piece, it was still enough for the whole family to get a taste of meat.
Luo used these days to sell tofu at home and found that less than half of the people carrying baskets and burdens to exchange for tofu were women.
It's normal to think about it.
Before the Tang Dynasty, the world was in chaos for a long time.
After entering the Tang Dynasty, the world did not become peaceful immediately.
There were still wars during the Wude period, and people always died in wars.
There was no family in the family.
When a man is born, a woman will naturally have to bear the burden of supporting the family.
In this environment, A Zhi is not particularly eye-catching.
In Luo Yong's view, Azhi's current situation is not as bad as the master and servant thought.
This kind of thing can be avoided and delayed.
If it can't be avoided, then it can't be delayed.
Why, cry, make trouble, and hang yourself, all in turns, until you are not even afraid of death.
How can you still be willing to do this?
Even if Qiao Junlin and I can be shameless, his relatives cannot agree.
A new official has just come out of the family, and several young people below are also bent on making a future for themselves.
At this juncture, Qiao Junlin and his mother Is it really possible to have no scruples?
After all, the Qiao family is just a middle-class family that has just made some progress, with limited power and a lot of worries.
Even if the woman doesn't take A Zhi seriously, she still has to be wary of Qiao Junlin.
No matter what happened to the Qiao family, A-Zhi was carrying tofu and selling tofu every day, and his life was getting along well.
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In the first few days, he spent the night hiding in the shabby yard on the hillside outside the village.
Later, he Start staying in the village.
Maybe it's because she doesn't go to the county town to sell tofu, so there aren't many rumors in the city yet, and there's not much movement from the Qiao family either.
The villagers didn't know that she was a maid from the Qiao family, they just thought she was a girl from another village who came to them to make a living.
Someone from the Lin family should have known about it, but they didn't say anything.
Probably because there was no movement from the Qiao family, and they didn't want to Make trouble for yourself, and don't end up self-defeating and being disliked by relatives in the Qiao family.
Turning to look at Qiao Junlin who was pushing the millstone in the grass pavilion, Luo Yong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
How did such an honest child grow up to be so big in such a complicated environment?
If his stepmother had set a trap for him, she would probably have done it right.
Otherwise, this guy shouldn't be so intolerable to his father now.
The baby looks quite upright and has good character.
Even if he fails in studying, he can still be sent to practice martial arts.
It doesn't mean he can't be cultivated.
"Why are you sighing?
You're just like a little old man."
Erniang reached out and took the wicker colander in Luo Shou's hand, and scooped up the beans in the water from a wooden basin beside the well, spoon by spoon.
"I'll do it."
Luo Yong said quickly.
"It's okay, I'll come."
Luo Erniang seemed to be a good-natured and soft-tempered person, but she was quite efficient in her work.
Fishing for beans in her hand, she asked Luo Yong again: "Are you worried about those people from the city?"
Bar" "No."
Luo Yong grinned.
Speaking of which, his place has not been very clean recently.
As tofu has gradually become popular in Lishi County, some people have begun to pay attention to the Luo family.
Recently, someone came to his door and said that he wanted to learn how to make tofu.
There were also people who wanted to buy a son, but they were all rejected by Luo Yong.
However, some people were not so easy to give up.
Especially in the past few days, as the one-month period is coming to an end, more and more people are coming to the door.
Some people want to use money to send away the people who are helping Luo's family this month, and not let Luo Yong pass them on to make tofu.
Then he bought the recipe himself and opened a tofu shop in the city, becoming the only one in the family.
It was a beautiful idea, and he didn't even look at others to agree.
Although the conditions they offered were good, none of the helpers in the yard were tempted, and Luo Yong didn't have the intention, so he refused them all.
Luo Yong had just sent away two more groups of people in the courtyard.
Luo Yong was a little annoyed by them, so he ran to the ancient well to hide.
"Why bother with them?"
Er Niang still thought that he was worried about those people: "Just don't pay attention to them, what else can they do to us."
"Second sister, you don't think you should tell them how to make tofu."
Luo Yong suddenly felt that his second sister seemed more domineering than he thought.
"That's natural."
Luo Erniang had an expression that said nothing.
She picked up the pot of beans, put it in a bucket, and carried it to the grass pavilion.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
Debatable. "" Luo Yong found that Luo Erniang was a bit tougher than himself.
He was ashamed.
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Twenty-seven years of his life were really in vain.
So, after a while, when a few guys from the city came to Gujing, Luo Yong told them forcefully that he would not sell the tofu recipe anyway, and there was no discussion on the matter.
"Why do you, the young man, tell you so politely without any negotiation?
It's my husband who gives you face.
Do you think that my husband can't really do anything to you?"
When the discussion failed, one of the followers jumped up and threatened others.
"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it."
Luo Yong was too lazy to pay attention to them and continued to squat by the well and wash the beans.
"You kid really won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
The real master also spoke at this time, with a smile on his face when he spoke, but anyone with ears could tell that he was threatening.
After hearing this, Luo Yong stood up with the colander, straightened his body and raised his chin slightly: "Tell me what the coffin board looks like.
Take it out and show me."
He said it as if he would shed tears whenever he saw the coffin. gd1806102: