In order to grasp the source of wool, Luo Yong also showed the dai sauce he had just made in front of them.

“What is this?”

The men running horses still don’t understand the beauty of Dajiang, but they just feel that a faint fragrance floats out, but they look like that... black, soft, and those who don’t have some courage really dare not sip.

"You will know after all."

Luo Yong smiled and stacked up his sleeves, making three bowls of fried noodles for these customers who came from afar.

Although the pottery pot in his house is not very heat-resistant, it is no problem to use it to fry a sauce. Dig a piece of lard boiled before the New Year into the pot, cut a few onions and put them down. When the lard melts, the aroma of the onions floats out, then pour the bowl of sauce on the small table, and the aroma of the sauce spreads all over the room.

There is no need to add salt. The first time I made sauce in my life, I was not in the season yet, and I was afraid of being bad. To be safe, Luo Yong put a lot of salt in it at that time. This batch of soy sauce and soy sauce were made very salty.

As for noodles, I was not willing to use fine white flour, so I used the whole wheat flour I ate at home. The shelled wheat grains were ground together with the skin and meat, and then sifted again after grinding. This flour looks white, and after being mixed, it is even more earthy, but it is good to eat. The wheat fragrance is very strong these days.

"Please mix, you can eat it." Luo Yong pushed three bowls of hand-rolled noodles with thick sauce to the three of them.

"Gudu!" Someone couldn't help swallowing a big saliva, and the sound was very loud.

Zhao Chen bowed and thanked him, then picked up the chopsticks and started working hard. The two followers followed the rhythm and did not leave at all.

Seeing that the three of them were not raising their heads, Luo Yong picked a few garlic leaves from the pottery jar on the head of the kang, sat on the table and cut them carefully, placed them in three pottery bowls, and then scooped some noodle soup in the pot into it, and pushed them in front of the three of them.

The master and servant finished eating the fried noodles in their bowls and smacked their lips. They were still a little impressed. They drank the noodle soup in one mouthful, and felt relieved all over and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh.

Before they came to Xipo Village, they heard that Luo Sanlang was originally a scholar. When they saw him today, it was indeed different from others. Look at him, he was sitting on the warm kang and eating fragrant noodles.

"What is this, how much is the price?" Zhao Chen corrected his sitting position and pointed to the stone pottery bowl with half a bowl of big sauce on the table and asked.

"This is the soy sauce I just made. The price is similar to fermented bean curd. If you exchange wool, ten kilograms of wool will be exchanged for a liter of sauce." Luo Sanlang still looked that smiling.

"Okay! I'll go back and transport the wool here!" Zhao Chen slapped the table with a big hand and immediately set off to return to Shuozhou.

"If you shave your hair at this time, you are afraid that they will not be able to survive the spring." Luo Yong couldn't help but shout in his heart that he was committing evil. I don't know how many sheep you will cheat in this transaction.

"It's okay. If you can't keep it, just kill and eat meat." Zhao Chenhun said indifferently.

"That's right." Luo Yong smiled and said nothing.

Although the other party is a horse racing man, they think they are all a thorn in the end, after all, they are also businessmen. Zhao Chen was generous, and Luo Yong guessed that he would try his best to shave the goat before slaughtering.

Although sheepskin can be used as a jacket, not every sheepskin is easy to use. Besides, the sheepskin jacket is not much valuable. After all, the local market is limited, and outsiders don’t like to wear it, and there are basically no hopes for the other market.

Luo Yong also knew that many times, after the butchers slaughtered the goat, they shave the wool, chopped it up and sold it, and did not peel it. Many people bought the mutton and put the leather and bones in the pot and cooked it.

So, in theory, they should be able to collect some of the wool locally, but they are not as good as the other party's supply.

As for the use of wool, Luo Yong has come up with a few things at the moment. Cashmere can be used to rub wool and knit socks and clothes. He plans to try to make wool felt. If the wool can be dyed and then made into brightly colored wool felt carpets, there should be a market.

People in these days generally do not use high-legged tables and chairs, but lay a straw mat on the ground, and then put a low table on it, and people sit on the ground. Of course, in Lishi County, those families who have learned to disperse kangs have now moved the low tables to the kang.

In addition to wool felt, Luo Yong also planned to pick out the thickest wool to use it as a brush. Recently, when he was grinding noodles at home, it felt very inconvenient if he didn't have a brush.

Maybe he can try making some toothbrushes to sell, and it will be inconvenient without toothbrushes.

To be honest, from the 21st century to the 7th century, there are so many inconvenient places. Luo Yong is not a delicate person. If it were someone who had never suffered any hardship, he would probably have cried and shouted that he would wear it back.

After all, Zhao Chen and the other two stayed in Xipo Village for one night, and lived in the Yao family not far from the Luo family's yard. There was no girl waiting to be married in their family, and it was not inconvenient to live in a few young men.

Speaking of which, the old man of the Yao family has changed a little recently. Since his Erlang was gone, the villagers have never heard him cursing.

A few days ago, Yao Dalang learned to make tofu from Luo Yong. Now, in addition to making tofu tofu, his family has built several other houses for people from other villages to stay overnight and earn some food and accommodation costs.

I heard that Yao Dalang is also a popular place in their neighborhoods. He was originally good-looking, but now his family's income is good. In addition, Yao's father doesn't scold others anymore. Parents are willing to let their daughter marry into such a family, and the little ladies are also willing to.

However, the brothers Yao Dalang and Yao Erlang have a good relationship. After so long, they have not yet emerged from the shadow of the incident. They may have been unintentional in a short period of time.

Compared with the Yao family, the Luo family was a little heartless, and their parents were gone, and now they were living a very happy life.

It was also because those few months were really not easy, and I finally got through it. Now this life of having no worries about food and clothing seems particularly precious.

Before leaving Xipo Village, Zhao Chen and the other two not only bought a lot of fermented bean curd and soy sauce from Luo Yong, but also bought some dried tofu and frozen tofu from the Yao family. Unfortunately, the journey was bumpy and the tender tofu could not be brought back, and there was not much on the horse's back.

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On the 14th day of the first lunar month, Xipo Village, which had been deserted for half a month, suddenly became lively. Many of them came for the cakes of Luo Sanlang's family.

Tomorrow is just the Lantern Festival. Many vendors have seized this business opportunity and planned to sell it to Lishi County on their backs on their cakes tomorrow morning. So they came over one day in advance and stayed in Xipo Village that night.

On the fifteenth day, Luo Yong and they got up very early. They got up at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night. They beat eggs and cooked dates. After a while of busy work, Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang also came to help.

Not long after, Siniang Wuro came from his room as he smelled the fragrance. Both of them looked sleepy, but they were very persistent in eating.

"You go over there and watch Liulang Qiniang, and I will call you when the cake is steamed." Luo Yong stuffed a few dates to Wulang and asked him to look at the two young ones. As for Si Niang, she would stay here to help.

"Oh." Goro rubbed his eyes in a daze, but he was very obedient.

"Take all the mai Qing Dou Er back." Luo stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

"Mai Qing Dou Li'er, leave." Wulang raised the dates in his hand, and the two puppies followed. These two were foodies. If they hadn't smelled the fragrance, they would have started to scramble on the kang, and Si Niang Wulang would not have woken up so early.

A dim oil lamp was lit in the room, and steaming heat was emitting from the stove, and a sweet fragrance wafted out of the Luo family yard.

Before the first batch of cakes were ready, someone came to wait. Luo Yong cooked the kang on his convenience store and asked them to wait there.

Several vendors were sitting on the hot kang wrapped in their jackets, but they were not cold at all. They were just worried that the cake of Luo Sanlang was not good. If they couldn't set out earlier, when they walked into the city, they would be afraid that it would be after noon.

More and more people came to wait for the cake. When the first pot of cake was brought out, these people almost used it to grab it.

Luo Yong paid for selling cakes in front of him, while the second lady and the old lady continued to cook fire in the kitchen and made cakes. They were busy until noon, and fewer people bought cakes.

From the early morning to this moment, the few of them were very tired. Luo Yongliu Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang had dinner. It was already past mealtime, so they both probably had nothing to eat when they returned to the Lin family.

They had eaten some cakes before, and smelled the sweetness of the red date and egg cake for more than ten hours in a row. At this time, Luo Yong wanted to eat something light, and guessed that the others should be similar, so he asked Er Niang to put some rice porridge in and cook it. He took a bowl to the convenience store and picked up a few pieces of fermented bean curd.

At the convenience store, Si Niang and Wuro were watching. These two young people in the family are still very helpful.

"Wuron, go to Yao Dalang's house to change to a piece of tender tofu and come back." Luo Yong called Wulang to run errands.

"Oh." Goro responded, and on the other side, Si Niang had already opened the pottery jar on the low table and scooped beans out of it.

A piece of tender tofu should be exchanged with a liter of beans. The tofu is quite large, which is as big as an adult man’s slap. It is quite thick. Yao Dalang is a careful worker. His tofu is of stable quality and has always been relatively large. Luo Yong occasionally wants to eat tofu but has not made it at home, so he goes to his place to exchange it.

A pot of thick millet porridge, a few pieces of fermented bean curd, and a plate of shallots mixed with tofu, all of them ate it very delicious.

Speaking of this green onion, since the beginning of using the fermented bean curd, I often have to buy a lot of shredded pots to put in the yard. Occasionally, I will encounter some bad quality or bumpy jars.

Luo Yong took a few bad jars, filled them with soil, and buried some onions and garlic in them. After about ten days, some onions and garlic leaves grew out. Occasionally pinched a few pieces and put them in the dish. It was not bad.

"It turns out that tofu can be eaten like this." Lin Wulang likes the plate of shallots mixed with tofu. The white and tender tofu is covered with sauce and embellished with chopped green onions, which is both beautiful and delicious.

"You can bring some sauce back later." Luo Yong also picked up a piece of tofu. His soy sauce this time was not very successful. It was not as fragrant as I remembered, but it was not a failure. It was not bad for mixing a tofu or something.

Luo Yong guessed that it should have something to do with the season. He didn’t have enough sunshine and couldn’t smell it. Moreover, it shouldn’t be enough heat yet. After it is left for a few more months, it may become a little more fragrant.

"..." Lin Wulang smiled embarrassedly. The green onion and tofu tasted really good. He wanted to go home and make it for Ye Niang to try it.

Aunt Luo glanced at him, but said nothing, just kept eating by herself. Lin Xingle was really a filial person, thinking about his parents in everything, but unfortunately his parents had to think about other people first in everything. Although children should not care about this, Lin’s father and mother did not treat their children badly, but she, as a wife, naturally felt more sorry for her husband.

The 15th day was busy. On the 16th day, the villagers who had previously agreed to come to work in the Luo family arrived early.

It is said that it is helping Luo Yong work for a month, and Luo Yong will teach them how to make tofu. In fact, some of these people should have known the secret of the so-called tofu introduction.

But if I didn't come to Luo to do the work here for this month, I felt a little unreasonable and unrestrained, just like taking other people's things for nothing. I'm afraid there is something to say among the villagers.

"You also know that I don't make tofu very much now, I only made some of it in the past few days. Now that there are too many items at home, I can't put it down, so I plan to build a few more adobe houses in the backyard."

Luo Yong's plan was to build a circle of houses in the backyard against the wall. After a rough calculation, he could build about eight rooms. In addition, there were originally locations next to these houses and the walls, and he also planned to build adobe houses. As for the tofu shed, it would naturally have to be demolished. The straw shed in his convenience store would also be replaced with adobe houses.

Speaking of which, the project volume is quite large, but with these dozen people, it will be almost done in a month, and it will be too late. At worst, he will spend money to hire someone.

"It may not be necessary to do it for a month. Just build the house." In order to encourage these people's enthusiasm for labor, Luo Sanlang said again.

These people originally wanted to finish the work early and started selling tofu at home early. At this time, they had to repair the house for Luo Sanlang. They might not have to finish it for a month, and they were all happy.

Speaking of which, the reason why these people have such a high level of awareness is that even if some people have clearly learned about the method of making tofu, they still come to Luo Yong to work on it, is not entirely because each of them has such noble character.

It is one thing that is afraid of being gossiped about, but on the other hand, it is also to leave a way out for yourself.

After all, Luo Sanlang is not simple. He first taught the villagers how to make tofu, and then he made fermented bean curd and soy sauce at home. What if the method of making tofu is ruined one day, Luo Sanlang decided to teach everyone how to make fermented bean curd again?

No one can predict the future. In short, no one in the village wants to offend Luo Sanlang at this time.

At this time, Luo Sanlang was also very pleased and said that as long as he helped him build the house, he would think that they had done a full month of work. So these people thought about it and did it. If they helped him build the house one day earlier, they would be able to go home to make money by making tofu one day earlier.

The people in this yard soon became busy, and they went to dig the soil, mud and mud, and the deflatables. Several people were also responsible for the preparation and digging of foundations.

Luo Yong saw that Tian Chonghu was also busy with work among the crowd. The teenage doll was not as tall as the hoe when he stood up, so he waved his hand to signal him to come over.

"What are you doing?" Tian Chonghu shook his nose, as if he was not happy that Luo Yong was disturbing him from work. This time he could come to Luo Yong to learn to make tofu this time, otherwise he would have come by himself.

"You can't help here, I have something else to arrange for you." Luo Yong said to him.

"Who said I can't help?" Tian Chonghu was immediately furious: "I have helped people with so many earthen kangs, and I have good skills in removing blanks!"

"Didn't you say you wanted to sell some fermented bean curd with me before?" When they were sharing a kang with people in the city together, Tian Chonghu took the opportunity to mention this matter to Luo Yong.

"What's wrong?" Tian Chonghu asked.

"Come here, I'll tell you."

"What?"

"This is the matter..."
To be continued...