When Luo Yong borrowed corn seeds this time, he naturally did not forget his disciples.
Although many of his disciples are now running cement workshops outside the village and are not in the village, their families all live here.
On the side. a After Luo Yong's twenty or so disciples moved to Xipo Village, there were more than twenty households next to the sheep shed, which was already the size of a small village.
And because they are doing business here, some merchants and hawkers come here to buy goods every day, and there are many porters carrying cement coming and going from the cement road in front of their shop, so even if they are in the countryside, there is no need to worry.
I don't feel lonely at all.
"Shopkeeper, give me five liters of soy sauce."
On this afternoon, the sun was shining brightly outside, and in a small shop on the side of the sheep pen slightly close to Xipo Village, we welcomed another customer today.
"Hey, here we come."
The shopkeeper was a plump proprietress.
She was sitting cross-legged on the kang, poking a wool felt cushion with a sign.
When she heard the sound, she quickly put down her hand.
The worker in the shop got off the earthen bed and greeted the young vendor with a smile: "Well, all the five liters in the past two days were sold out.
Isn't my soy sauce good?"
"Where are we now?
I heard that the soy sauce you sell now is still the soy sauce made by Luo Sanlang in the past.
I'm afraid it will take some time to know whether your sauce-making skills are good or not."
The vendor took off his bamboo hat.
Fan yourself.
"It's not like you can just bring it over and sell it.
We have to take care of it ourselves."
The landlady said with a smile.
The Luo family who stirred and dried the sauce every day were already familiar with it, so they didn't find it difficult.
When they first took over this job, they were always worried.
Well, if it goes bad, the whole tank will be damaged.
A liter of soy sauce costs five cents.
The vendor bought five liters, and the proprietress gave him an extra half a liter for topping.
This was also Luo Yong's old practice.
The hawker paid the money and went to the next store to buy fermented bean curd.
In the Luo Family Sheep House area, every store basically only sold the same thing.
Every time they came to buy goods, they often had to visit several stores.
The store is a little troublesome, but it’s refreshing.
After the guests left, the woman sat back on the earthen kang and continued to poke at her wool felt cushion.
This woman is Yang Silang's wife, Mrs.
Liu.
She was the one who improved the wool felt tool.
Now their family has moved to Xipo Village.
Yang Silang is good at making wool felt and spends time in his backyard every day.
When making wool felt, his wife is responsible for poking wool felt and looking after the shop.
The money she earns from selling soy sauce every day is enough to survive.
The couple mostly have to save their wages from making wool felt.
"Someone just came here to buy soy sauce."
Yang Silang also came out of the backyard at this time.
"No, I bought five liters."
Now the soy sauce they sell is still made by Luo Yong before, so most of the money from selling soy sauce has to be sent to Luo Yong.
Five liters of soy sauce costs ten cents, and Luo Yong They get nine pennies and they get one pennie.
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They make two or three transactions every day, and there is no problem in eating and drinking for a few members of the family.
"I'll go to the village to get some cashmere."
Yang Silang said.
"Go ahead.
When you come back later, go to the Xu family guest house to bring back all the children."
Ms.
Liu muttered: "I just asked them to learn arithmetic, but none of them even knew they were back.
They had to wait every day.
People went over and shouted, I will tell you something when they all come back today."
Yang Silang waved his hand and went straight outside the shop.
His aunt was getting older, and she had become more and more talkative in the past two years.
"Please remember to pull out two mustard greens later.
Let's eat steamed buns tonight."
Mrs.
Liu called from behind again.
"I know."
Yang Silang responded loudly.
Walking on the cement road in front of his house, there are shops on both sides opened by his brothers.
Many people are not at home at this time, and the shops are watched by the elderly, children and wives at home.
They have either gone to the fields themselves.
Either they are working in the workshops in front of them.
Recently, many people have gone to other villages to burn cement.
They will probably be busy until winter.
Yang Silang was good at making wool felt cushions, and he also wanted to develop in this field, so he didn't go out to do other work.
He didn't really cultivate any fields at home.
He just opened a vegetable patch and planted some beans.
He now makes wool felt cushions in his backyard every day, and cleans up the vegetable patch in the early morning and dusk.
The children at home can also help the family.
The first thing he does when he gets up every morning is to stir up the sauce jars at home.
After going through the store, his wife was mostly looking at the store, and she also had wool felt cushions.
In this way, the family lived a peaceful and comfortable life.
Of course, it would be better if his mother-in-law didn't make him do housework all day long.
Just like what he did just now, asking him to call the baby home and pull out one or two mustard greens is nothing.
Yang Silang mainly doesn't like the work of washing vegetables and dishes.
"Yang Si, we are going to Master's place."
Someone from the shop next to him greeted him.
"Exactly."
Yang Silang responded with a smile.
There has been some competition between them, brothers and sisters of the same school, recently because many people have opened the same shop at home, but the relationship is generally good, and the relationship has not been hurt by this business matter.
After all, even if you can't do business, you can still do other things.
Following their master, there is always a way out.
Yang Silang walked slowly along this cement road to the Luo family's yard.
He had been nesting in his backyard making wool felt cushions all day, and he really should go out for a walk occasionally.
Over there in the Luo family yard, there is a room specially used to store wool of various colors.
The wool in it is of all colors and in sufficient quantities.
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Yang Silang has to go there every few days, even if he doesn't lack anything at the moment.
Colored wool, he would be happy to go there and have a look.
These disciples who are good at making wool felt cushions actually really want a house like that in their hearts.
Unfortunately, it can't be saved in a short time.
Without enough funds, they can't even think about it.
No need to think about it.
Recently, some people outside have said that Luo Sanlang is in debt, but they don't even look at the savings he has on hand.
Just the Du Zhong saplings all over the hillside are worth.
Those people in the county who had previously lent money to Luo Yong, no one said a word for a long time.
Yang Silang and his disciples were thinking that most of them were still thinking about Eucommia gum, and they didn't know what their master was thinking.
What charter.
"Washing water."
Before Yang Silang stepped into the Luo family yard, he heard the sound of running water.
"Master."
He shouted.
"Oh, come and get the wool, go yourself."
Luo Yong was standing in front of the laundry pool in his yard at this time, rinsing a large basin of cabbage leaves in front of the sheepskin water pipe that gurgled water.
In this era, it was called wucai, and it looked a little different, but tasted pretty much the same.
"Why do you start washing vegetables now?"
Yang Silang asked him.
"Wash the dishes out earlier.
It's time to make dinner soon."
Luo Sanlang said. "" Yang Silang thought to himself that he was unwilling to be forced to do these jobs by his mother-in-law at home, but his master did these jobs voluntarily.
Sure enough, this is the difference between master and disciple.
"What's for dinner tonight?"
Yang Silang asked again.
"Fufu."
Luo Yong said without raising his head. "" Yang Silang said to himself, what a coincidence, my family will also eat buns tonight.
In order to save trouble, her mother-in-law had been cooking buns for dinner for several days.
Luo Yong has been having a hard time recently.
Ever since Si Niang Wu Lang and the others started to engage in engraving and printing, they have been busy working in the shop over there all day long.
The originally agreed division of housework has not been implemented, including cooking, washing dishes, washing clothes, and sweeping the yard.
All the work of feeding the animals now fell to Luo Yong alone.
Fortunately, Liulang and Qiniang didn't let anything go, and they helped him feed the chickens.
"Brother, I won't have buns for dinner."
The little girl Qiniang ran over at this time and expressed her objection.
"Oh, what do you want to eat?"
Luo Yong asked her.
"Tacos," the girl said without thinking.
"Tortillas?"
Luo Yong looked down at her, and then asked: "How come your clothes are dirty, but you dropped them?"
"Well, it fell."
The little girl nodded seriously.
She was just trying to drive an old hen that had been wandering around the yard after laying eggs out of the yard, and then she slipped and fell.
Once she fell, it didn't hurt much, so she got up on her own.
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"Then you should be careful next time and don't fall again."
Luo Yong knelt down and patted her pants.
The weather was still hot at the moment, and both Liulang and Qiniang were wearing simple short brown trousers with cross-collars. , change and wash on the same day, Qiniang is still young now, so she can just wear small pants, and she can wear pants or skirts.
"Oh."
Qiniang's little girl received her brother's care, her heart was filled with happiness, and her face was smiling.
"Okay, let's go play."
Luo Yong dusted off her knees and sent her to play by herself.
"Keke" the little girl giggled and ran out.
As for tonight's meal, of course it has to be steamed buns.
Yang Silang watched from the side, admiring his master very much in his heart.
Look at this method of coaxing children, which makes him, the father of several children, feel ashamed.
Just like that, the topic changes and the girl Qiniang...
"Brother, I want to eat corn cakes tonight, not buns."
The little girl ran out a few steps, and suddenly remembered something important.
Yang Silang: "" Luo Yong: Yes, it doesn’t matter if you didn’t succeed in deceiving him.
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