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When the corn in their area matures, merchants from nearby will come to harvest corn from them.
It is not about harvesting by buckets, but about harvesting individually.
An old corn cob that is ripe and can be used as seed is collected at a penny.
But you have to let them choose.
If it's of lower quality, it won't be sold at such a price.
Recently, people have been bringing corn to the Luo family yard every day.
At first, Luo Yong lent them corn kernels, but now they came back with a lot of corn cobs.
Everyone had calculated that you could get a bushel of corn kernels from a few big corn cobs, because the vendors who recently came to buy corn from them all liked it whole, so they gave it this way.
The children of the Luo family have stopped making doubanjiang recently.
They have been drying corn in their yard all day long.
The corn cobs have been dried all over the ground.
If anyone comes to buy corn cobs, they are told to pick them by themselves.
A few are worth a few pennies.
Not to mention, there have been quite a few hawkers coming to collect corn from them recently.
In their Luo family yard, there are hawkers coming in and out all day long.
The children of the Luo family squat there and watch, watching whoever has picked it.
In the past, we collected money, one penny for a corn cob, which was absolutely indispensable.
After dinner every night, these guys would gather on Luo Yong's kang to count the money.
After that, they would keep accounts.
When the money in the clay pot reached a thousand coins, they would string it together with a hemp rope.
This summer, their family earned several bucks just from selling corn cobs.
In addition, they also bought most of the corn kernels.
Only a few corn kernels were left at home, which were placed in a pottery jar half as tall as a person.
The urn was barely full.
"Brother, let's eat burritos tomorrow."
That evening, after putting the last corn kernels into the pottery urn, Qiniang said to Luo Yong while swallowing her saliva.
"Okay, brother, let me grind cornmeal for us early tomorrow morning."
Luo Yong stroked the broken hair on her forehead with the palm of his hand.
This little girl has also exerted her strength these days.
Look at the sweat.
Yes, my face was tanned quite a bit.
Early on the next morning, Luo Yong not only ground cornmeal, but also went to Xu's guest house to tinker for half a day, frying a large plate of glutinous rice for the children at home.
If you want to fry the dumplings crispy, you have to put alum and edible alkali in them.
Edible alkali is not that rare.
The Guanzhong area has used plant ash to prepare edible alkali since ancient times.
As for alum, it was a merchant from the south who brought it to him.
Come on, it is said that if this substance is added to make paper, the final paper will be very delicate and smooth.
The specific use has not been tried yet, but he did keep the alum.
Eating too much alum is not good, but in the process of making glutinous rice, Luo Yong didn't know if there was anything else that could replace alum for puffing, and if it was only consumed in small amounts, there should be no hindrance.
"Brother, what is this?"
Rokuro was sweeping the yard with a big broom in his arms at this time.
The corns had been drying in the past two days, and their yard was very dusty.
Goro was still in school and had not come back, so Rokuro took the broom by himself.
Start sweeping the floor.
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At this time, he saw Luo Yong coming back with a basin of something.
He dropped the broom and went over to it.
He could already smell it, and it was delicious.
"This is the glutinous rice cake, you try it."
Luo Yong broke off half of the glutinous rice cake and handed it to him.
"Brother, I want it too."
Qiniang, the girl, ran out of the backyard like a storm.
"Okay, I'll give you half, too."
Luo Yong smiled and handed half to her.
"Brother, this is really delicious."
The two children each held half a piece of rice in front of them.
Sure enough, children all love puffed food.
Luo Yong also liked eating fried dough sticks and glutinous rice when he was a child.
As long as it crunches in the mouth, he feels very happy when eating it.
"It will taste better later."
Luo Yong then set up the pottery plate and started spreading the pancakes.
The batter had been mixed before, the sauces, leaves, eggs, and green onions were all ready.
How about pancakes and pancakes?
Pancakes have to be paired with pancakes.
Their batter today is made by adding cornmeal ground from the new corn that just came in these days.
It tastes very good and is beaten again. 3 eggs, spread with sauce, serve with glutinous rice dumplings, put a few green cabbage leaves, then sprinkle with chopped green onion and roll it up With this "click" bite, they will know what the real pancakes taste like.
They are no longer the semi-finished products of the past, but after thousands of years of development and maturity, they finally formed a popular pancake all over the country. gourmet food.
"Yummy" The response from the little dolls was also very enthusiastic.
"Brother, I want more.
Please make another one for me," the Qiniang girl begged.
"Good boy, you eat one first, and I'll send a few over to the Xu family guesthouse later.
I'll make another one for you when you get back."
Luo Yong was afraid that they would overeat.
"Hey, what are you eating?
Why aren't you waiting for me?"
Wulang yelled as soon as he came back, as if he had been greatly wronged.
"Hmph, if you don't study hard, you will just eat all day long."
Siniang said while chewing pancakes.
"Why haven't I studied hard?"
Wulang stopped Yanerfei and ran to Luo Yong in a few steps: "Brother, please fry a big one for me.
I'm so hungry."
Luo Yong spread a lot of pancakes that day.
In addition to his own food, some were sent to the Xu family's guest house.
The Xu family, Luo Yong's other disciples, the husbands and merchants who lived in the hotel also followed.
After having a taste of it, everyone said that Luo Sanlang was good at cooking.
However, Luo Yong was only diligent once in a while.
After this day, he refused to cook again, and his fourth wife was the one doing all the cooking at home.
Siniang wanted to learn how to fry glutinous rice.
Luo Yong considered that she was too young and was afraid that she would not be able to master the amount of alum and flour soda.
He also thought that deep-frying was a bit dangerous, so he told her to wait until she was sixteen years old.
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Teach her.
Speaking of which, the difference between Siniang and Luo Yong is a bit big.
Luo Yong is already eighteen years old after the Chinese New Year.
Siniang is only thirteen.
She has to wait for three years until she turns sixteen.
Year.
Not long after the summer harvest, people who had come all the way from Chang'an City to build the road also poured into Lishi County.
Because there were enough manpower and the officials responsible for organizing the road construction were also very capable and experienced, this section of the road was quickly built. .
This road started from Chang'an City last winter, and corvées were continuously collected.
The previous civilian laborers returned after completing their corvee service.
When they arrived at the new place, new people were added continuously.
When they arrived at Lishi, all those who participated in the road construction , basically all have been replaced by people of Li Shi's generation.
The work of building cement roads is not too tiring.
At this time, it is not the twelfth lunar month of winter when the weather is bad.
As long as you finish the twenty days of corvee work, you can save a lot of linen and linen in a few years.
Many local people are very happy.
I'm willing, but it's a pity that they don't have many manpower.
As His Majesty the Emperor said before, this cement road was only built as far as Lishi County.
After connecting with the cement road to Xipo Village outside the county seat, the project was completed.
For those officials who were supervising the road construction work, Luo Yong inevitably had to entertain them.
The venue was on the second floor terrace above the hall of the Xu Family Guest House.
Although the food was not delicacies, the food in the Xu Family Guest House was delicious and now it was considered a success.
Given his reputation, such hospitality is not considered rude.
During the dinner, the official who had previously discussed the canned recipe with Luo Yong said: "About this toll matter, Sanlang does not need to worry, I have already made an arrangement with His Majesty for you."
"Thank you."
Luo Yong was happy in his heart and quickly handed over his hands to express his thanks.
However, are all the officials of the Tang Dynasty so versatile, able to be responsible for negotiations and supervising road construction?
Or is this guy sent out to be responsible for road construction just because of the toll issue?
It's a bit embarrassing to think about this.
Luo Yong also knew that the emperor was short of money.
If he hasn't paid corvees all these years, why do you think he can collect more cloth without paying corvees?
That's all money.
In foreign trade very useful in the process.
So if Luo Yong said he refused to pay the toll, then the emperor would be unhappy, right?
"Eat, eat, let's try this Mapo Tofu.
The sauce used in this dish was newly made by me recently.
It's the first time I'm using it today.
Although it still needs some heat, it tastes pretty good."
Luo Yong Warmly greet the official to eat food.
His family’s newly made bean paste contains chili peppers, so when cooking, he does not add any fresh chili peppers.
The fermented chili pepper flavor is a bit more fragrant than the fresh chili peppers, and the spiciness is not as spicy.
It is strong, but it is relatively acceptable to people from the Tang Dynasty who often eat raw garlic in all kinds of cold dishes.
The official stretched out his chopsticks and added a piece of tofu.
He said it was good, then changed his spoon to scoop it up and ate the soup and tofu together: "Why is this dish called Mapo Tofu?"
"" Luo Yong was stunned by his question.
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It was too late to make up this story.
Now she seemed to understand a little bit why this guy was sent to be responsible for road construction.
"Hey, it's just a random name."
Luo Yong laughed.
"It's a bit interesting," the official said seriously.
"If you like it, just take a jar of bean paste back from me.
With that sauce, this dish will be very simple to make."
When he thought that this guy had slept in the open for more than half a year because he probably thought he was related to it, Luo Yong was extremely generous.
You must know that he didn't have many chili peppers on hand now, so the amount of spicy bean paste he made was quite small.
Very.
"No, no, no."
The official waved his hands repeatedly.
Since Tang Jian was demoted for accepting other people's lambs, none of them would dare to collect things randomly.
"Since we can't accept it, it's fine if you give me the money to buy a can back."
So Luo Yong said again.
The official took another spoonful of Mapo Tofu and ate it, then nodded: "Shan, then I will buy you a can."
"If you want to buy tofu, go to Sister's Restaurant and ask for Aunt Luo."
After Luo Yong finished speaking, he asked someone to bring a few bowls of white rice: "Come on, this Mapo Tofu must be eaten with white rice.
It has the best taste." good."
Then, the official stayed in the Xu family guest house for three days, and he ate Mapo tofu with white rice for three days.
Before leaving, he spent twenty Wen and took away a small jar of bean paste from Luo Yong.
The jar of bean paste was about two liters.
Luo Yong only bought it as ordinary sauce and told him Only ten cents was enough, but he insisted on giving twenty cents.
As for tolls, there will be special documents sent to various inns.
In addition, when the official was building a cement road along the way, he also spent some effort to negotiate with the officials at the various inns that came along the way.
Well, as long as it is clearly written on the road sign of the carrier that he is helping Luoyong to transport goods, the officials at the post station will not charge them tolls.
Luo Yong originally thought that this matter might take some trouble, but he didn't expect that the other party would consider it so thoughtfully.
He is really a person who values promise, because he had promised Luo Yong before, so he had to guarantee it effectively.
Luo Yong is both admirable and grateful for people who keep their promises and do what they say, even if these latter things actually have little to do with him.
Looking at himself again, he had said that he wanted to build roads before, but where was the road now?
When Xu Erlang and others came back from delivering the threshing machines earlier, spring was already deep, and it was the time when spring plowing was busy.
After the busy spring plowing, they could finally take a breath.
Thinking that they were too tired that time, Luo Naomi didn't mention it.
Later, after harvesting the wheat and then harvesting the corn, it was now here.
Maybe now that life is really easy, he has become lazy unknowingly. gd1806102: