Winter turns to spring, and when the weather gets a little warmer, every household in the countryside starts busy with farm work to prepare for this year's farming.
However, in Lishi County, there are many families who have no land.
Some of them are merchants, some have lowly status, and some have neither land nor regular business due to various reasons.
In an alley in the south of the city, there lives a family named Xu.
This family is a businessman.
The family used to engage in livestock trading.
In the early years, they were also a wealthy family.
They never thought that an epidemic would require them to pay compensation for their family wealth.
All gone.
Nowadays, this family has no business to make a living, and no land to farm.
There are old and young people in the family, and there are taxes and corvee every year.
Life is really not easy.
After the winter of last year, watching the children at home getting thinner and thinner day by day, his grandson said, there is really no way out.
If this continues, none of the children at home can be saved, so it is better to take care of them as soon as possible.
We can find a way out by dragging the two youngest ones and selling them to a wealthy and kind family.
The parents of the two children were silent, and no one answered their uncles and brothers.
It's just that another ten or twenty days have passed, and his two children are still not sold.
Who would sell their children if they didn’t really have no way of living?
In earlier times, those who sold their wives and children in exchange for food were even required to tie green cloth strips on their heads.
They will all be cast aside by their neighbors.
Nowadays, although they do not have such regulations here, selling children and daughters is still despicable.
If you encounter a more violent family, even if the whole family starves to death, they will not sell a son or a daughter. .
Seeing that the Xu family was going through such a hard time, some of the neighbors who had some contact with them on weekdays also came to try to persuade them.
It was not yet the New Year, and they all said, "Look, the weather is getting colder, and your food is getting worse."
It's not enough to feed the children at home.
If this continues, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive.
In those days, the sound of a woman crying could often be heard in the Xu family's house.
When the neighbors heard this, they all felt sorry for her.
Most of the people living in their area were from poor families.
That is to say, two years ago, Luo Sanlang came to the city and led a few villagers to set up fire pits for the well-off families in the city.
Each fire pit collected two buckets of rice, but the soil used to make the slabs cost those families Bring your own.
The brothers of the Xu family and the young women of the Xu family had to go out of the city every day to dig soil, carry it back and sell it.
A load of yellow mud could be exchanged for a liter of rice.
The young men of the Xu family went out early and came back late.
They did not dig until midnight every day and went out again before dawn the next day.
In order to dig more soil and transport more soil, they left all the work of digging soil outside the city to women.
To do it, the brothers would carry it back and forth one load at a time.
The snow is thick in winter and his family has no livestock.
If he uses a human push cart, he might as well carry it on his shoulders and walk faster on two legs.
The weather was bitterly cold, and sometimes a load of soil was carried from outside the city into the city.
When it was poured out of the dustpan, it was already frozen into a big lump of soil.
In the past few days, they heard that Naluo Sanlang was teaching people to play Kang in the city.
When they returned home at night, the family got together to discuss the matter.
They wanted to continue to earn money from selling clay, and they also wanted to learn how to do it.
The skill of Pan Kang was so good that Xu Erlang, the smartest person in the family, was finally sent to Luo Yong's place, while the others continued to dig and sell mud.
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Xu Erlang is indeed very perceptive.
He followed Luo Yong and climbed two or three fire pits, and he had already figured out the key points there.
Then he led his two other brothers to make a kang for people in the slum area of their home.
They only collected one bucket of food for each kang.
When meeting some poor people, he would collect less, and sometimes even give it to them for free.
The Kang is also covered with yellow mud.
After the New Year, they went to Taiyuan City with some young men in the city who also learned how to play the kang.
After this time, they had no time to relax.
They were busy from morning to night every day, playing the kang.
One after another, money and food are naturally earned.
It was early February.
Xu Erlang looked at the season and discussed with his two brothers: We can't earn enough money and food.
What we earn now is enough to feed an old snack for a whole year.
It's better to just call it a day and go home.
Spring has begun, and the master must also start plowing the fields.
As disciples, we should not just focus on making money.
At that time, many young people who came from Lishi County were staying in the same guesthouse.
As soon as Xu Erlang said this, many people echoed and said that they also had the same intention.
So the group of people returned to Lishi County day and night.
The food and cloth they earned during these days were all converted into coins.
Speaking of which, when these people learned Pan Kang from Luo Yong earlier, they were not qualified teachers.
Luo Yong taught casually, and they were eager to learn.
After learning, they hurriedly made money.
When they came back to Taiyuan City, some gossips asked them how they learned this craft from Luo Sanlang and how many apprenticeship gifts they received.
The men who were asked were dumbfounded.
The other party looked at it and said: "You guys didn't do the apprenticeship ceremony at all, right?
This is not etiquette!"
He also said a lot of things about Tiandi Jun and his master, and said that Luo Sanlang asked you to hold this bowl of rice, it's your profession.
If you pass this craft to your descendants in the future, you will also ask them to offer incense to the ancestor at home.
The group of men in Lishi County were stunned for a moment.
Thinking about it, they had also seen those who learned skills from others in the county.
How could they learn serious crafts without suffering enough for ten or eight years?
go back.
Luo Sanlang is a person who doesn't put on airs and teaches generously.
Why don't they take him seriously?
Oh, no, it's time to change your name to master and stop calling him Sanlang.
When this group of people returned home, they took out all the income they had earned in the past day in front of the whole family.
They were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
This small family had never seen such a large amount of money.
In the early morning of the next day, they gathered at the city gate and set off early for Xipo Village.
This time, I didn’t go empty-handed.
I prepared a lot of mutton, pork, sugar pastries, and some people brought their own farm tools to work.
When they arrived at Xipo Village, these people would kneel down and bow down when they met.
This shocked Luo Sanlang.
He was still taller, how could he be bowed down like this?
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In fact, these rough guys didn't know anything about teacher etiquette.
They all fell down on the ground with their hands and feet, forming a large group of them.
There were only one or two decent ones, but Luo Yong had no intention of admiring them and quickly called everyone up. .
Let's not talk about being a master or not.
These people came to the door with so many things and said they wanted to help their family.
Naturally, Luo Yong couldn't ask them to work on an empty stomach.
I quickly took out a batch of flour that was just ground two days ago and kneaded it, and asked Erniang to make porridge.
When the food was on the table, there was enough fried noodles and millet porridge, and there was also a plate of cold frozen tofu and a plate of stir-fried tofu.
There are plenty of eggs and a plate of blanched bean sprouts.
The frozen tofu was made in winter.
When the weather got warm these days, it began to thaw.
Luo Yong took them to dry in the sun and stored them in a large water tank.
He would take a piece out every now and then to soak it and make cold soup.
All good.
Scrambled eggs is also a dish that the Luo family has recently made.
Grease a clay pot with oil, then pour the beaten eggs in and stir-fry a little.
It doesn’t need to be at a very high temperature, and it doesn’t need to be particularly cooked.
The top is topped with soft tofu and chopped green onion, which tastes tender and fragrant.
"The food at Master's house is really delicious."
The men who ate praised it.
They had eaten some good food in Taiyuan City these days, but none of the food seemed as unique and delicious as what Luo Sanlang's family cooked.
"I'll cook that piece of pork again at noon."
Luo Yong was also eating loudly at this time, but he didn't get his teeth set at all by the chef.
It had been a while since he had eaten alone late at night.
Although the Luo family's food was passable, it was still simple.
Even this fried soybean noodles can only be eaten once in a while.
Flour is rare and oil is also expensive.
It is a good thing, but I have to save it for the little ones in the family to eat first.
Six Lang and Seven Niangs are still little babies. , Wulang's body bones are also a little weaker.
After everyone had a full meal, they took their farm tools and went to the fields.
When they got to the field, they found that the Luo family only had a small amount of land.
Which farmer these days doesn't have more than a hundred acres of land?
In places where there are few, a small household can be allocated fifty acres.
Thinking about what they had heard before, their master's family also suffered a disaster last year, so they felt even more admiration.
There is no one among them who has ever experienced hardship, and they all know how difficult such a life is.
Luo Sanlang's family was so poor that they only had this small amount of land left.
It was really rare that they could teach people like them the skills without hiding their secrets after making the earthen kang.
After I learned this craft, I secretly helped people make fire beds in Lishi County and stole a lot of business from my master.
Now that I think about it, it is really embarrassing.
The empty land needs to be plowed at this time, and the soil underneath needs to be dug out to bask in the sun and breathe.
After a few days, before sowing, it will have to be plowed again.
The soil and garbage should be broken into pieces, and then the fields should be marked out , some meticulous people even need to sort it out again.
As for the five acres of fields planted with winter wheat, it is now necessary to start making ridges to protect the moisture.
When the weather gets warmer in a few days and the nights stop freezing, water and fertilizer will have to keep up.
Those people were working on the fields, and Luo Yong was cooking at home.
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With the group of young people around, he had nothing to do in the fields.
The large piece of pork they brought this morning was cut into half finger-thick slices by Luo Yong.
He also cut many pieces of ginger, mixed the ginger with the pork, and put it into a clay pot without adding any water.
Just pour two tablespoons of soy sauce, cover the pot, and simmer over low heat.
After a while, the aroma will spread all over the yard.
If you can cut a few dried chili peppers, it will be even more fragrant.
It's a pity that there are no chili peppers these days.
Normally, if you want to eat chili peppers, you have to wait a thousand or eight hundred years.
There is something in Luo Yong's space, but it can't be taken out of thin air.
Now that we have meat and vegetables, we also made two refreshing and delicious side dishes.
The staple food is mixed flour pancakes and corn porridge.
The lunch meal also made these men's mouths full of oil.
They even finished the large bowl of mixed flour cakes they made.
After two days of busy work, these people had almost finished the work in the Luo family's field.
The rest could only be done when the season came, and they couldn't rush it now.
Then Luo Yong invited them to help with the farm work at Lin's house for two days.
These men all went without saying a word.
They naturally went when the master asked them to go.
What else is there to say.
The Lin family was very polite.
They didn't leave any food or water.
They also gave each of these people a small jar of home-brewed vinegar.
Although it was not a precious thing, their attitude was still very considerate.
Speaking of which, the reason why the old couple of the Lin family have been so dissatisfied with the Luo family recently, the incident of Liu Lang in their family can only be regarded as a trigger.
The root cause is that they have pink eye disease.
It took several generations of the Lin family to run the business and build the family business they have today.
Over the years, the Lin family has become the richest and most respectable family in Xipo Village.
Now, it's good that the Luo family, the Luo family that the villagers keep talking about all day long, seems to have suppressed the Lin family in the limelight.
After being the richest man for so many years, he also has a sense of superiority in front of the villagers.
Now that Luo Sanlang has suddenly emerged, some people in the Lin family feel uncomfortable.
Aunt Luo had said early that she also knew the method of making tofu.
The Lin family could make it at any time if they wanted to make it.
But except for the two sisters-in-law who had the idea of making tofu, the others remained silent. .
Lin Wulang did mention it to Aunt Luo when he was in the winter.
Aunt Luo asked him to wait and see what Ye Niang meant before speaking.
As a result, they waited until the beginning of spring.
Lin Wulang saw that Ye Niang didn't seem to have such thoughts, so he simply listened to his aunt, stopped thinking about it, and lived together as a family.
How others lived, he also did.
Pass.
It’s not hard to guess why the Lin family doesn’t make tofu.
On the one hand, their family also has income from vinegar, which is stable in the long term.
On the other hand, I just can't let go of my figure, and I always feel that if I accept Luo Sanlang's prescription, I am just picking off others' wisdom.
Luo Sanlang didn't care what they thought, as long as the aunt didn't suffer any loss, it would be fine.
Just like Luo's father said before, the old couple of the Lin family are considered to be sensible people after all.
As long as these people can live a sensible life, they will probably not be too bad.
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Although they are a little bit temperamental, they are still benevolent and righteous in general. .
Luo Sanlang's group of disciples who suddenly appeared were in no hurry to leave after finishing their work in the fields.
Two people go up the mountain to cut firewood every day, and the remaining ones say they want to help Luo Yong repair the pig house.
These people have been helping people set fire pits recently.
They have already practiced the skill of taking off the mud.
The mud that falls out is called a Strong and neat.
Luo Yong arranged a few empty houses in the backyard for them to live in.
These people's fire-making skills were all taught by him.
Luo Yong, the young and old in their family also knew each other, and let them live in his yard.
Luo Yong It's also more reassuring.
After finishing their work in the fields, these people were no longer busy working like they were when they first arrived.
From time to time, they could tell Luo Yong some of their experiences in Taiyuan City.
During the conversation, it is inevitable to talk about the future livelihood.
When the weather warms up, the work of setting up the fire bed will naturally stop.
Most of them used to make money by doing odd jobs and selling groceries in the countryside.
They didn't earn much, and they could barely make ends meet, but winter was more difficult.
By this winter, in their Lishi County, it will be difficult to earn money by making fire beds.
The situation in Taiyuan City is still unclear.
If they can go to Chang'an and other places early, they will definitely be able to earn some money and food.
It's just that the journey is far away, and they have no road guide.
A group of young men are running around outside.
What if they are regarded as rioters and thieves?
Little did these people know that their guide was already on the road at this time, and this matter had something to do with Qiao Junlin.
Qiao Junlin and Azhi followed the Ma family's grain transport team southward at the end of the first year.
They stopped and stopped along the way.
It was almost spring before they arrived at a post station not far from Chang'an.
Naturally, they lived there.
They did not want to enter the inn, so they rested in the guesthouse next to the inn.
Qiao Junlin heard from those in the team that if they walked for half a day tomorrow, they would be able to enter Chang'an City by noon.
Thinking that he was going to see his uncle soon, Qiao Dalang felt a little uneasy.
After eating, he sat in the hall with everyone to warm up.
Although it was spring, the weather was still cold, especially after walking all the way, his shoes My socks are wet.
Ah Zhi brought a basin of hot water and asked him to take off his wet shoes and socks.
After washing his feet, he put on a pair of dry socks, which were the two pairs of thick cashmere socks that Luo Yong's trustee gave them.
Qiao Junlin wore the pair, but Azhi's pair remained untouched.
He said he wanted Qiao Junlin to give these socks as a gift to his uncle.
Putting on his warm socks, Qiao Junlin sat on the straw mat, placing his feet near the fire pot to warm himself, while silently reciting the Analects of Confucius in his mind.
When he encountered something he couldn't remember, he took out the book from his arms and took a look. , this is how he carried it while walking.
"May I ask whose husband you are?"
Someone struck up a conversation with him.
"Qiao's family in Lishi County, Shizhou."
Qiao Dalang's tone was polite and distant, obviously he didn't want to chat with the other party.
"Oh, it turns out they are from the Qiao family."
The man laughed loudly. "" Qiao Dalang smiled on his face, but he was puzzled in his heart, why is this man so familiar with the Qiao family?
Judging from this man's age, he is not of the same generation as his father, at most five or six years older than him.
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If he knew his uncle, his uncle's surname was not Joe either.
"Qiao Xiaolangjun, where did your socks come from?
They look very warm."
The man then asked.
"This thing is a gift from a friend."
Oh, it turns out I want to ask about the socks, Qiao Dalang thought to himself.
"Who gave it to me?"
the other party asked again.
"It's Luo Sanlang from Xipo Village, Lishi County."
Qiao Junlin thought that it wouldn't do any harm to Luo Yong if he said such a thing, so he said it.
For someone as smart as Luo Yong, who specially sent these two pairs of socks to himself, he might want to ask himself to advertise for him.
"I think it's quite warm," the man said.
"It's indeed warm."
Qiao Dalang.
"Let me have a look," the man said again. "" Qiao Dalang.
Looking at the pair of socks on his feet, Qiao Junlin thought for a while and finally took out another pair of clean socks from his bag.
Judging from the clothes of this man, he does not look like an ordinary person.
If he can have some friendship with his family, he might be able to help his uncle a little.
There are also officials in the Qiao family, although they are just local minor officials, and there are several cousins who are also keen on becoming officials.
Qiao Junlin often heard them talk about these things.
These days, if a boy from a humble family like them wants to get ahead, he must be recommended by someone.
Why should someone recommend you?
One is based on talent and learning, and the other is based on friendship.
But the other party was also a polite person.
He looked through the socks several times and couldn't put them down.
He said that his mother-in-law was old and if she could have a pair of socks like this to warm her feet, it would be much better in the winter.
Reluctant to part with it, after reading it, he finally returned the pair of socks to Qiao Junlin, saying that he would definitely go to Xipo Village until this fall.
At this time, Azhi came over with a casserole.
"Dalang, I saw that you didn't eat enough just now, so I borrowed the stove from them to cook some corn porridge.
You can drink some more to warm your stomach."
A-Zhi placed the casserole on the straw mat and asked for a stoneware bowl from the store.
A-Zhi originally said he wanted two bowls, but Qiao Junlin said he wanted three.
"No, no, I don't want to eat."
The man just saw Qiao Junlin asking for three bowls, as if he wanted to treat him to porridge, so he hurriedly declined.
"That's it."
Qiao Junlin placed a pottery bowl in front of A Zhi and said to her: "You can eat too."
Then he took out a pottery pot from the bag, untied the string, opened the oil paper, and used chopsticks to Pick out two sticky and wet square objects from there and place them in the third stoneware bowl.
"Qiao Dalang, you are eating fermented bean curd again, give me a piece too."
There was a big man eating cakes over there, and he came over after smelling the smell.
"Why don't you bring it yourself?"
Qiao Junlin is now quite familiar with these people.
"Hey, it's not that I didn't bring enough, I ate all the food on the way."
The man still had no shame and shame and came here.
"But this is it."
After all, he had received the other person's care along the way, and now it was difficult to refuse.
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"Of course."
The man said with a smile.
He put the piece of fermented bean curd on the cake.
The man stretched out his fingers and pressed it.
The piece of fermented bean curd was spread on the cake.
He sucked his fingers clean first, then opened his mouth and took a big bite of the cake.
Just smash it in the mouth The young man who had just spoken to Qiao Junlin secretly felt disgusted when he saw this scene: he was really rude.
The throat slid up and down very honestly, and a mouthful of saliva was swallowed silently.
What kind of food is that so delicious?
"Look back.
We won't go to the city tomorrow.
Let's go to Lishi County."
"Mr.
Lang, how can we do that?
We will be in Chang'an in half a day."
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