Qiao Junlin had just told Luo Yong the day before that he would stay in Xipo Village until after the Lantern Festival before returning to the city.
The day after, he was picked up by a slave arranged by his father.
What else could he do if he didn't leave?
The old servant came over with the order.
If he couldn't take his young husband back, he would definitely be punished if he went back.
In addition, the Lin family also tried their best to persuade him to go back early to prepare for his trip in a few days.
If you want to come over to play again in the future, you can come over anytime.
"So he left."
Luo Yong raised his head.
"How can we not leave?"
Aunt Luo sighed slightly.
"That's right."
Luo Yong lowered his head and continued to pick the wheat grains in the basket.
The wheat these days is small, has many bad and shriveled grains, and is particularly prone to bugs, but the fragrance is very strong.
Speaking of which, the reason why the Lin family was able to bring Qiao Junlin back and provide him with good food and shelter was not to sell favors to those people for the sake of the Qiao family.
Otherwise, why would they think they were dissatisfied with the people in their own granary?
Too much food Now that the Qiao family has said that they want to take people back, they naturally have no reason to stop them.
To put it bluntly, as soon as the Qiao family said something, Qiao Junlin's position in the Lin family would no longer exist.
He had to leave even if he didn't want to.
"Where's the one named A Zhi?"
Luo Yong asked again.
"Let's go together.
I heard that we are going to Chang'an with Qiao Dalang."
The aunt said.
"That's not bad."
Luo Yong said.
"Not everything is good for rich people."
Er Niang interjected at this time.
She was sitting on the bed practicing knitting.
A few days ago, she saw Luo Yong twisting the wool around with two small sticks, and then he knitted something like a small piece of cloth.
Er Niang was surprised to see it, and also I tried it a few times.
She has some talent in handicrafts and is not stupid.
After groping for a few times, she has some insights.
Luo Yong told her that as long as she could knit a pair of woolen socks for herself, he would buy her a silver hairpin. .
"I want a silver hairpin."
Erniang was happy, but she didn't take the silver hairpin seriously.
In this era, silver was still very rare, and ordinary farmers didn't even have a few copper coins in their homes, let alone silver.
One thousand copper plates can be exchanged for one tael of silver.
If calculated as five cents per dou of corn, then one tael of silver is equivalent to two hundred dou of corn.
Regardless of whether it is a silver hairpin or not, these woolen socks still have to be knitted.
If she can really make them, their brothers and sisters will not have to freeze their feet in winter.
"It's the same no matter where you go."
The aunt followed Er Niang's words smoothly.
"My sister is having a good time in the Lin family," Er Niang said worriedly.
"Although everything can't go as planned, life is still going well."
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The aunt said with a smile.
The aunt said she would come over to help Luo with their cakes these days, so she ran here almost every day, and the Lin family didn't stop her.
As long as Mrs.
Luo can bring some chicken cakes back every fifth day, Lin Liulang will be happy.
If he is happy, Mother Lin will be happy, and if Mother Lin is happy, Father Lin will have no objection.
Anyway, we are in the same village, and we only have a few steps to go back and forth.
The villagers also like to visit each other.
There is no entertainment at home these days.
No one is bored in the house all day long.
Even if they are working, they like to find a few acquaintances.
They gathered together, talking and working at the same time.
Outside the yard, Siniang Wulang was looking at their canteen at the moment.
Although Wulang was like that on weekdays, he was actually a money man.
He was the favorite of the whole family to stay in this canteen and see other people bringing it to buy.
He would stare at the copper plates and rice grains in the things with his two dark eyes open.
When the people left, he would count the copper plates to see how much more grain there was in the urn.
Si Niang also likes to look at the canteen, but Luo Yong thinks that she seems to enjoy her position as a small shop owner and is willing to show off in front of the children in the village.
The kang head here is also warm.
When no one is buying anything, the siblings count and write a few words, or play with the puppies.
In addition, there are a few eggs hatching on the kang head.
From time to time, they would go over to take a look and browse.
"Siniang, give me five pieces of fermented bean curd."
At this time, a boy about the same age as Luo Wulang came into the store.
He was small and looked very smart.
"Let me take a look at your rice first."
Old God Luo Siniang took the small cloth bag he handed over, grabbed a handful of rice, looked at it, nodded in a decent manner, and then took out another meter to measure. , she was dissatisfied with this amount: "Why do you almost eat the rice every time you bring it over?"
"You just eat raw rice."
The boy replied rudely: "My mother-in-law said that the price of rice in the city has increased now."
"Then don't bring rice over next time, just bring money."
Siniang is also a sharp-tongued person.
"Brother said that I also want firewood."
Wulang added at the side.
"How can they have time to collect firewood now?
They can't finish rolling the twine every day."
The boy took the pottery bowl from his home and looked down.
Five pieces of beige fermented bean curd were lying quietly at the bottom of the bowl.
Taking in the aroma, one piece was smaller than the others.
He curled his lips and handed the bowl over again: "Give me some more soup."
This kind of fermented bean curd from Luo Sanlang's family costs only five yuan for a liter of rice.
This is still in their village.
I heard that some people sell this fermented bean curd in the city for only six or seven yuan a penny. , still refused to give soup.
If you want soup, you have to ask for a piece of fermented bean curd.
In their village, they don’t use it.
Even if they ask for a little more soup, they don’t use fermented bean curd.
This soup is also a good thing.
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A few days ago, his family finished eating the fermented bean curd that his father brought back from the Luo family.
The remaining soup was used by his mother to stew meat.
The meat was so fragrant.
Now he thought He was still drooling when he woke up, so now every time he comes back to replace the fermented bean curd, he always asks for a little more soup.
When he gets it home, he pours it into a jar and saves it for future stews.
I heard Na Luo Siniang say that her family still collects firewood, which is great.
In the past, even if people in their village collected firewood, they had no place to sell it.
It's a pity that his parents are really busy.
They have been busy making tofu in the past few days.
There hasn't been much business in the first few days of the first month.
They are busy rolling twine.
They have to twist a lot of twine and take it to someone else's house to exchange for cloth, because When paying taxes, you have to pay not only rice, but also cloth.
Every household has to pay.
Speaking of taxes, Aunt Luo was also talking to Luo Yong at this time, asking him not to always ask Er Niang and the others to do other things, but to twist more twine.
If the family has some savings, invite someone to come to the house to do it.
A loom is also used to teach Er Niang and Si Niang to learn weaving.
It is more cost-effective to weave cloth yourself than to exchange hemp thread for cloth.
Besides, when the second mother and the fourth mother get married in the future, people will like her more if she can weave.
There is a loom in the Lin family, but now it is her two sisters-in-law who are weaving.
When Aunt Luo first married, Mother Lin asked her two eldest daughters-in-law to teach the new daughter-in-law, but then But the two refused to teach her well, always saying that Aunt Luo was clumsy and could not learn to weave.
Now that I think about it, it’s a good thing I didn’t learn how to do it, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to run here all day long, and I wouldn’t be able to stay at home and weave.
The loom is so big that I can’t take it out.
"What's the benefit of knowing how to weave?
If you sit in front of the loom for a long time, your neck will be bad and your eyes will be bad."
Luo Yong knew that she had some knots in her heart, so she said this deliberately.
"That's true."
Aunt Luo had just advised him to build a loom.
Now when she heard what Luo Yong said, she narrowed her eyes again and said, "Since they have learned these skills from you, they also You don’t necessarily have to learn another weaving skill.”
While several people were talking, there was first the sound of horse hooves coming from outside, and then several low shouts and horse honking.
Luo Yong thought Ma Feiyang was here again.
In their Lishi County, there were only a few households that could afford to raise horses.
Among them, Ma Feiyang was the one he knew best.
When he went to the county town to help people make fire beds, Ma Feiyang invited him to restaurants. , and then Luo Yong also built several large fire pits for his family without asking for wages.
"This is the home of Luo Sanlang" Just as Luo Yong put on his rabbit skin jacket and climbed down from the kang, he heard a strong voice outside the courtyard.
He took a look with his shoes on and saw that he was a tall man with a high forehead and a high bridge of nose.
His facial features were very regular and he exuded a heroic aura.
There was another person following him.
From the courtyard door, he could see that I saw there seemed to be two or three horses outside.
"This is Luo's house."
Luo Yong hurriedly welcomed him out of the house.
He looked like he was a big customer.
A man running a horse and a farmer farming have two completely different temperaments.
If this guy wants to say that he is not from the grassland, Luo Yong will definitely not believe it.
"Your Excellency, is Luo Sanlang?"
the other party asked.
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"That's right, I'd like to ask where the guest is coming from."
Luo Yong walked closer and saw another person outside the courtyard.
There were three people and three horses in total.
"My surname is Zhao.
I am from Shuozhou.
I heard that there is a delicious fermented bean curd here, so I came here to buy it."
The other party explained the purpose of his visit.
"It's cold outside.
Let's sit inside first.
We are a poor family.
Brother Zhao, don't be offended."
Luo Yong said and led a few people to his canteen, and the three horses were also led into the courtyard.
When Si Niang and Wu Lang saw them coming in, they went to look for the eldest lady and Er Niang and the others with their puppy eggs.
The heated kang in that room was also very warm, but they had to be careful not to let Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi crush the eggs.
Luo Yong first brought some straw to feed the horse, and then entered the house to entertain the three people.
The three men in the canteen were already fascinated by the fire kang.
They had touched the head and tail of the kang, and even a few garlic plants planted in a broken jar in the corner were touched by them.
It was strange.
Luo Yong poured each of them a bowl of hot water that was burning on the kang, and sat on the kang to chat with them.
According to these people, the Zhao family is a relatively decent family in Shuozhou, and they are engaged in livestock trading.
A few days ago, the Dalang of the Zhao family tasted a piece of fermented bean curd by chance and was immediately shocked.
Then he went out for the Chinese New Year and rode all the way to Xipo Village.
If the memory of the original owner is correct, Shuozhou should be in the north of Hedong Road, next to the prairie.
Since the Zhao family is in the livestock business, they must often deal with herdsmen.
Luo Yong immediately thought of wool.
The cashmere we got a few days ago has all been knitted into wool.
With Luo Erniang and the others' skills in knitting twine all year round, it didn't take long for a bag of cashmere to be knitted.
Now they are trying to knit socks.
When the wool was rolled out, Luo Yong thought about dyeing it, but dyeing was a bit troublesome and the dye was very expensive.
It would not be easy to collect it by yourself and add up little by little, so he had to put the dyeing aside first. put.
The picture of a sweater and a robe was gone for a while.
Luo Yong thought now that he should get out the woolen socks first.
Socks are mainly about keeping warm, and they are not very focused on visual effects.
No matter whether they are dyed or not, as long as they are The thermal insulation effect is good, and the sales will not be too bad.
What he told Er Niang earlier that he would buy her a silver hairpin as long as she could knit woolen socks was not a joke.
Don't underestimate the power of a pair of socks.
Think about how many people have been fed by those inconspicuous pairs of socks in the 21st century.
The more Luo Yong thought about it, the more he felt that small commodities were the best for him. .
"Zhao Dalang, do your herdsmen over there have the habit of shaving their wool?"
Luo Yong asked.
"What are you doing shaving wool?"
Zhao Chen asked puzzledly.
"Spring is coming soon.
You can shave off the wool and sell it for money in the near future.
It will grow back in a few months, so there will be no delay."
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Luo Yong said with a smile.
It seems that he was lucky to be able to get cashmere in Lishi County last time.
During those days, they went in and out of other people's homes every day.
Those city people basically knew what good things they had in their homes, so they didn't miss those.
Cashmere, those cashmere are all cleaned and processed, and the price transferred to him by the owner is also very low.
"Who wants the shaved wool?"
Zhao Chen asked curiously, there are also people who want that thing.
"I want it."
Luo Yong smiled.
"Seriously" Zhao Chen opened his eyes wide.
"Seriously, ten pounds of wool can be exchanged for one pound of fermented bean curd before the Qingming Festival."
Luo Yong said happily.
Zhao Chen: I thought buying fermented bean curd would cost a lot of money, but in this situation, no matter how I think about it, I feel like I have been taken advantage of.
Luo Yong: It doesn’t cost anything to buy it, just use some fermented bean curd and it’s done.
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