In order to firmly grasp this wool supply, Luo Yong also showed them the doenjang he had just made.
"What is this?"
The men who are running horses still don't understand the beauty of miso.
They only feel that there is a faint aroma wafting out, but the appearance is dark and soft, and those who don't have the guts really don't dare to eat it.
"You will know after you taste it."
Luo Yong smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and made three bowls of fried noodles for these customers who came from afar.
Although his earthenware pot is not very heat-resistant, it is not a problem for frying sauce.
Dig a lump of lard into the pot that was boiled years ago, then cut a few onions and put them in, and cook until the lard melts.
After opening it, the aroma of onions wafted out, so I poured down the bowl of sauce on the small table, and the aroma of sauce immediately spread throughout the room.
There is no need to add salt.
It was the first time in my life to make soybean paste.
It was not in season yet, so I was afraid it would spoil.
To be on the safe side, Luo Yong put a lot of salt in it.
This batch of doenjang and soy sauce were both very salty.
As for the noodles, I am not willing to use refined white flour, so I use my own whole wheat flour.
The shelled wheat grains are ground together with the skin and flesh, and then sieved again.
This kind of flour doesn't look white, and after mixing it into noodles, it has an earthy color, but it tastes good.
The wheat flavor these days is very strong.
"Everyone, please, mix it and it's ready to eat."
Luo Yong pushed three bowls of hand-made noodles drizzled with thick sauce in front of the three of them.
"Gudu" someone couldn't help but swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, the sound was very loud.
Zhao Chen cupped his hands and thanked him, then picked up his chopsticks and started working hard.
The two followers followed the rhythm closely and didn't miss a beat.
Seeing that the three people were eating without raising their heads, Luo Yong picked a few garlic leaves from the clay pot at the head of the kang, sat at the small table, chopped them carefully, put them in three clay bowls, and then He scooped some noodle soup from the pot and pushed it in front of the three people.
The three masters and servants finished eating the fried noodles in their respective bowls, smacked their lips, and drank the noodle soup in one gulp.
They felt so comfortable that they couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Before they came to Xipo Village, they had heard people say that this Luo Sanlang was originally a scholar.
When they met today, he was indeed different from the others.
Look at his little life, sitting on the warm kang, eating fragrant noodles.
Eat.
"What is this and how much does it cost?"
Zhao Chen straightened his posture and asked, pointing to the stoneware bowl on the table with half a bowl of soybean paste left.
"This is the miso I just made.
The price is about the same as fermented bean curd.
If I exchange it for wool, ten pounds of wool will be exchanged for one liter of miso."
Luo Sanlang still had the same smiling look.
"Okay, I'll go back and transport the wool later."
Zhao Chen slapped the table with his big hand and was about to leave back to Shuozhou immediately.
"If you shave the sheep at this time, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive the spring."
Luo Yong couldn't help but shout in his heart that he had sinned.
He didn't know how many sheep would be cheated by this transaction.
"It doesn't matter.
If you can't keep it alive, just kill it and eat its meat."
Zhao Chenhun said nonchalantly.
"That's right."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Luo Yong smiled and didn't say much.
Don't think that the other person is just a horse racing guy and think that they are all connected to the end.
After all, they are also businessmen.
Zhao Chen said this generously, and Luo Yong guessed that he would try his best to shave the goats before slaughtering them.
Although the sheepskin can be used as a coat, not every sheep’s skin is easy to use.
Besides, the sheepskin jacket is not very valuable.
After all, the local market is limited, and not many outsiders like to wear it.
There is basically no hope for the overseas market. .
Luo Yong also knew that many times, after the butcher slaughtered the goat, he scraped the wool, chopped it and sold it without skinning it.
Many people buy mutton and cook it with the bones in a pot.
Therefore, it stands to reason that they should be able to collect some wool in their local area, but it is not as abundant as the other party's supply.
As for the uses of the wool, Luo Yong can think of a few at the moment.
Cashmere can be used to knit socks and clothing.
With thicker wool, he plans to try to make wool felt.
If he can dye the wool, he can make it.
There should be a market for brightly colored wool felt carpets.
People these days generally don't use high tables and chairs.
Instead, they spread something like a straw mat on the ground, put a low table on top, and people sit on the floor.
Of course, in this area of Lishi County, those families who have learned how to make a kang have now moved their low tables onto the kang surface.
In addition to wool felt, Luo Yong also plans to pick out some of the thickest wool and use it to make brushes.
Recently, when he was grinding flour at home, he felt very inconvenient without a brush.
Maybe then he can try to make some toothbrushes and sell them.
It's very inconvenient to have no toothbrushes.
To be honest, there are so many inconveniences in traveling from the 21st century to the 7th century.
Luo Yong is not a delicate person.
If it were someone else who had never endured hardship, he would have cried and shouted for it.
Weared it back.
After all, Zhao Chen and the others stayed one night in Xipo Village, living in the Yao family not far from the Luo family's yard.
There was no girl to be married in their family, so it would not be inconvenient for a few young men to live there.
Speaking of which, the old man of the Yao family has changed a bit recently.
Since his second son disappeared, the villagers have never heard him curse again.
Yao Dalang learned how to make tofu from Luo Yong some time ago.
Now, in addition to making and selling tofu, his family has also built several houses for people from other villages to stay and earn some money for food and accommodation.
I heard that Yao Dalang is also a popular figure in their hometown.
He was originally a good-looking person, and now his family's income is also good.
In addition, Yao's father no longer curses, and all parents are willing to let their daughters marry.
For such a family, young ladies are quite willing.
It's just that the brothers Yao Dalang and Yao Erlang have a very good relationship.
After so long, they still haven't come out of the shadow of the original incident.
They may not have any intention of getting married in a short time.
Compared with the Yao family, the Luo family is a little heartless.
Their parents are gone, but now they are living a very happy life.
Those first few months were really not easy, but I finally got through them.
Now these days of having no worries about food and clothing are extremely precious.
Before Zhao Chen and the others left Xipo Village, they not only bought a lot of fermented bean curd and miso from Luo Yong, but also some dried tofu and frozen tofu from the Yao family.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Unfortunately, the journey was bumpy and the soft tofu was brought with it.
If I don’t go back, I won’t be able to carry much on my horse.
On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Xipo Village, which had been deserted for half a month, suddenly became lively.
Many people came here for the chicken cakes from Luo Sanlang's family.
Tomorrow happens to be the Lantern Festival.
Many vendors have spotted this business opportunity and plan to carry chicken cakes to Lishi County to sell them early tomorrow morning, so they come a day early and stay in Xipo Village that night.
On the fifteenth day, Luo Yong and the others got up very early, at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, beating eggs and boiling dates.
After a while, Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang came to help.
Not long after, Si Niang Wu Lang also came from his room smelling the aroma.
Both of them looked sleepy, but they were very persistent in eating.
"You go over there and watch Liu Lang and Qiniang.
I'll call you when the chicken cake is steamed."
Luo Yong stuffed a few dates into Wu Lang and asked him to watch the two younger ones.
As for Si Niang, she stayed Please help here.
"Oh."
Wulang rubbed his eyes in confusion, but he was very obedient.
"Bring back all the wheat and green peas."
Luo Yong reached out and touched his forehead.
"Wheat and green peas, let's go."
Wulang raised a few dates in his hand, and the two puppies followed him.
They are also foodies.
If they hadn't smelled the fragrance just now, they would have started to eat on the kang.
After all the trouble, Si Niang and Wu Lang couldn't wake up so early.
There was a dim oil lamp burning in the room, steam rising from the stove, and bursts of sweet aroma wafting from the Luo family yard.
Before the first batch of chicken cakes came out of the pan, people came to wait.
Luo Yong burned the stove in his canteen and asked them to wait there.
A few hawkers were wrapped in their coats and sitting on the hot bed.
It wasn't cold at all, but they were worried because Luo Sanlang's chicken cake wasn't good enough.
If they couldn't set off earlier, by the time they reached the city, it would probably be past noon. .
More and more people came to wait for the chicken cakes.
When the first pot of chicken cakes was brought out, these people almost grabbed it.
Luo Yong was in the front selling cakes to collect money, while Er Niang and the others continued to light the fire in the kitchen and make cakes.
They were busy until past noon, and the number of people buying cakes gradually decreased.
They had been busy from early morning until now, and everyone was very tired.
Luo Yongliu left Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang to eat.
It was already past dinner time, and they might not have anything to eat when they returned to Lin's house.
They had all eaten some cakes before, and smelled the sweet smell of red date chicken cake for more than ten hours.
At this time, Luo Yong wanted to eat something light.
He guessed that the others should be the same, so he asked Erniang to put some I went down to cook the rice porridge, then I took the bowl to the canteen and picked up a few pieces of fermented bean curd.
Over at the canteen, Si Niang Wu Lang is watching at the moment.
The two youngest members of the family are still very helpful.
"Wulang, go to Yao Dalang's house and exchange for a piece of tender tofu."
Luo Yong called Wulang to run errands.
"Oh."
Wulang responded.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
On the other side, Siniang had already opened the pottery urn next to the low table and scooped out the beans.
A piece of tender tofu costs one liter of beans.
The piece of tofu is quite big, as big as an adult man's palm, and quite thick.
Yao Dalang is a careful worker.
The quality of his tofu is stable and always relatively large.
When Luo Yong and the others occasionally want to eat tofu but don't make it at home, they go to him to get it.
A pot of thick millet porridge, a few pieces of fermented bean curd, and a plate of tofu mixed with green onions were enjoyed by everyone.
Speaking of these green onions, ever since Daluo Yong started selling fermented bean curd at home, he often bought a lot of clay pots to put in the yard.
Occasionally, he would come across some pots that were of poor quality or had been bumped.
Luo Yong took a few bad jars, filled them with soil, and buried some onions and garlic in them.
After more than ten days, some onion leaves and garlic leaves grew out.
Occasionally, he pinched a few and put them in vegetables, which was fine. good.
"It turns out that tofu can be eaten like this."
Lin Wulang liked the plate of tofu mixed with shallots very much.
The white and tender tofu was dipped in the sauce and garnished with chopped green onions.
It was beautiful and delicious.
"You can also bring some sauce back later."
Luo Yong also picked up a piece of tofu.
His soy sauce was not very successful this time.
It was not as fragrant as he remembered, but it was not a failure.
It was used to mix it.
Tofu and the like are pretty good too.
Luo Yong guessed that it had something to do with the season.
It didn't get enough sun, so it couldn't smell fragrant.
Moreover, it probably wasn't heated enough yet.
After a few more months, it might become a little fragrant. "" Lin Wulang smiled sheepishly.
The tofu mixed with green onions tasted really good.
He wanted to go home and make it for Ye Niang to try.
Aunt Luo glanced at him and said nothing, just eating by herself.
Lin Xingle is really a filial person and thinks of his parents in everything.
It's a pity that his parents have to think of others first.
Although children should not care about each other like this, Father Lin and Mother Lin did not treat their children badly, but as a wife, she naturally felt more sorry for her husband.
The busy day passed on the 15th.
On the morning of the 16th, all the villagers who had previously agreed to come to Luo's house to work arrived early.
It was said that they would help Luo Yong work for a month, and then Luo Yong would teach them how to make tofu.
In fact, some of these people should have already known the secret of the so-called tofu.
It's just that if I didn't come to Luoyong to do this month's work here, I would feel a little unreasonable and weak, as if I was taking other people's things for nothing, and I'm afraid there would be something to say among the villagers.
"You also know that I don't make tofu very much now.
I only make it on the days when I make fermented bean curd.
There are so many things in my house now that I can't fit them all in, so I plan to build a few more adobe houses in the backyard."
Luo Yong's plan is to build a circle of houses in the backyard against the courtyard wall.
According to rough calculations, he can build about eight houses.
In addition, adobe houses were originally planned to be built next to these houses and on the walls.
As for the original tofu-making shed, it was natural that it would be demolished.
And the thatched hut of his canteen will also be replaced by an adobe house.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It sounds like the amount of work is quite large, but with these dozen or so people, it takes almost a month, and it really can't be completed.
At worst, he will have to spend money to hire people.
"It doesn't necessarily have to take a full month, as long as the house is built."
In order to encourage these people's labor enthusiasm, Luo Sanlang added.
These people originally wanted to finish the work early and start making tofu at home early, but when they heard that they had no choice but to let Luo Sanlang repair the house, it didn't necessarily take a month, and everyone was happy.
Speaking of which, the reason why all of these people have such a high level of consciousness, and why some people still come to work for Luo Yong even though they have clearly learned how tofu is made, is not entirely because each of them is so noble. character.
On the one hand, I am afraid of being gossiped about, but on the other hand, I also want to leave a way out for myself.
After all, Luo Sanlang is not simple.
He first taught the villagers how to make tofu, and then made fermented bean curd and bean paste at home.
If the method of making tofu becomes popular one day in the future, Luo Sanlang decided to teach him how to make tofu.
Have you learned how to make fermented bean curd?
No one can predict what will happen in the future.
In short, anyone in the village who has some ideas does not want to offend Luo Sanlang at this time.
At this time, they were very happy to see Luo Sanlang.
He said that as long as he helped him build the house, it would be treated as if they had completed the work for a month.
So these people thought, throw off their arms and work, and help him build the house as soon as possible.
Well, I can go home and make tofu to make money one day earlier.
The people in this yard soon became busy, those who dug the soil, those who mixed the mud, those who took off the mud, and there were a few people who were responsible for preparing the land and digging the foundation.
Luo Yong saw that Tian Chonghu was also busy among the crowd.
The teenage boy was no taller than a hoe when he stood up, so he waved for him to come over.
"What are you doing?"
Tian Chonghu wiped his nose, as if he was not happy that Luo Yong interrupted his work.
This time he could come to Luo's house to learn how to make tofu, and it was Luo Yong who made the decision, otherwise he would have come over by himself.
"You can't help much here.
I have other arrangements for you."
Luo Yong said to him.
"Who said I can't help?"
Tian Chonghu immediately became furious: "I have helped people set up so many Tukang beds, and I have very good skills in removing them."
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to sell some fermented bean curd on credit to me?"
Tian Chonghu took the opportunity to mention this matter to Luo Yong when they were in the city having a fire bed with others.
"What's the matter?"
Tian Chonghu asked.
"Come here, I'll tell you."
"What" "Let's do this this time" "You mean" "So so so so so" "oh oh" Then at noon the next day, someone in Lishi County saw a few half-grown men carrying things on their backs and shouting in the city: "Exchange wool for soybean paste, doenjang, a pound of wool for a good amount of soybean paste."
"Wool is exchanged for fermented bean curd.
One pound of wool is exchanged for two grains of fermented bean curd."
Everyone has never heard of soybean paste, and they don’t know what it is, whether it tastes good or not, but everyone knows fermented bean curd and has basically eaten it, except for a few who don’t like it.
Most people still like it.
I heard that some people love to eat fermented bean curd so much that they eat it every meal.
There is no fermented bean curd on the table and the food is not delicious.
Some people even buy it to eat and play with, just like children eating candy.
Hold a piece in your mouth.
At this time, someone shouted on the street that wool can be exchanged for fermented bean curd.
Everyone expressed their regrets and said that they should have collected some wool at home if they had known better.
The butcher who slaughtered sheep and sold meat every day was very happy after hearing this.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He thought that his family would definitely have no shortage of fermented bean curd to eat in the future.
Not only was he happy, but the whole family was also happy.
That afternoon, another villager who had made an appointment with him wanted to drive two goats over.
The butcher was rarely in such a good mood, so he ran to the city gate to pick him up.
As soon as they met, the butcher opened his eyes wide and saw that there was no hair on the two sheep.
Trembling in the cold wind gd1806102: