Although it is already February, the craze for hot kangs in Taiyuan City has not faded. Not only did the craftsmen who came to Taiyuan City from Lishi County did not return, but many came again.

These people are active in Taiyuan City every day, so they have to mention the origin of this kang. When it comes to the origin of this kang, they have to talk about Luo Sanlang, as well as the tofu and fermented bean curd, bean paste and soy sauce from Luo Sanlang's family, all of which are famous together.

In addition to tofu, fermented bean curd, soy sauce and soy sauce, the most talked about is Luo Sanlang's story when he insisted on evil businessmen and refused to give in to the evil forces. People who have heard that the Luo Sanlang is a pure man and a real man.

As this joke spread, Luo Sanlang's tough image was so deeply rooted in people's hearts. Everyone also gave him a very down-to-earth name: Luo Coffin Board.

Nowadays, in Taiyuan City, if you say Luo Yong, then not many people know. If you say Luo Sanlang, some people will say, Oh, it’s the young man who started to put on a kang. If you talk about Luo Coffin Board, then everyone will basically know it. Isn’t it that who? Luo Coffin Board, I have heard of his story!

Therefore, although the nickname Luo Coffin Baner is not very nice, the person who calls this is actually not malicious to Luo Yong, and he even has a bit of affection and admiration.

At least it is true that this is true at the moment, so it is hard to say about future events.

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"The servant is rude, don't be surprised by it." The young man in square turban jumped out of the car, walked to Luo Yong a few steps, and said with a smile.

"It's okay." Luo Yong raised his hand, and he could guess the origin of the nickname "Coffin Baner".

"Sanlang is going back to the village? We both happened to go to Xipo Village, so why not go together." The other party said enthusiastically.

"I want to collect some wool here first." Luo Yong pointed to the entrance of the alley not far away.

"What is the purpose of collecting wool?" the other party asked again.

"Make something that makes it easy to keep warm." Luo Yong thought to himself, is this man chatting? This is the first time he met, why are there so many questions?

"But what's new?"

"You made the kang before."

"How did you do it? Did you think about it or learn it from another place?"

"What can wool be made of?"

“…”

Sure enough, this is just a chatterbox.

The master is a chatterbox, and the servants around him are also unwilling to tell the truth. They all follow the same style of the line. I believe they should have a common topic on weekdays.

This young man with square scarf was named Guo An, and his name was Xing 15th. He was from Guo's family in Taiyuan.

Although the Guo family in Taiyuan is not as deep as the Wang family in Taiyuan, the history is long and profound, it is already very good to see them. Luo Sanlang had heard from people in the county school a long time ago that after Luo Yongtong came here, he also heard about this family.

Guo An is tall and square in appearance. Judging from their clothes and behavior, they are also relatively simple and easy-going. Apart from the coffin board when they first met, Luo Yong had a good impression of the master and servant.

As for talking too much, that wouldn't be in trouble. He said his, Luo Yong just kept busy with his own. He heard that Luo Yong wanted to collect wool for a long time here, and the other party was generous and said that he could wait for him to leave, so Luo Yong pointed out the place to eat in the city and asked them to eat first to take a break.

In Lishi County, I learned that Luo Yong was collecting wool today, and there were quite a few people who came here, but most of them didn’t sell wool. They just came to see the fun. A group of people gathered together to gossip. In February, the weather was a little warmer, and it was rare that the weather was so good today.

Among the people in the city, some people said to Luo Yong: "Sanlang, on weekdays, we can buy fermented bean curd with people, and we can buy seven yuan for a penny, but we can get three yuan for half a penny. Why do we have to get two yuan when we get to you?"

"Ah?" Luo Sanlang didn't react for a moment.

"Your bean paste is sold for five cents per liter. Is Yihe sauce half a cent? Yihe sauce is also one pound of wool, and two pieces of fermented bean curd are also one pound of wool. Then your two pieces of fermented bean curd cost half a cent?" The man then explained the relationship here in detail.

Luo Sanlang thought about it, so he said, "I did make a mistake before. Then, if you want to replace a pound of wool with three pieces of fermented bean curd, and those who have changed their wool before can make up for it."

Luo Yong's words caused everyone to cheer. After the cheers, he asked the people around him if they had changed wool before. Unexpectedly, there was no one. People like them who lived in the city really didn't have much chance to collect wool.

"A pound of wool can even be worth a pound of rice." An old man sighed. A dou of rice is worth five cents, and a liter is half a cent. The weight is about the same as the current one pound.

"It is only before Qingming Festival, after Qingming Festival, the fluff on the sheep began to retreat, and it was not worth much." Luo Yong said to everyone.

Not long after, a butcher came to sell with a basket of wool.

Previously, when Luo Yong started collecting wool, someone shaved the wool before selling her to him. What can the butcher do? He immediately told someone: "I bought a whole sheep with you. You can shave the wool. Why don't you cut a piece of mutton and eat it?"

So later no one shaved the wool before selling the sheep. After all, compared with a whole sheep, two pieces of fermented bean curd are still small heads, which annoyed the butcher, but it was not worth the effort.

At this time, seeing the butcher coming to sell with wool, the circle of idle people around the stall told him enthusiastically. Luo Sanlang said that this pound of wool could be exchanged for three pieces of fermented bean curd in the future.

"Okay, Sanlang, here are four kilograms of wool, so you can give me twelve squares of fermented bean curd." Since he was a butcher who sold meat, he naturally had scales at home. The wool was weighed first and then brought it over to sell.

"How much have you sold before, Saburo can still make up for it." Everyone said to him again.

"Take it serious?" The butcher opened his eyes wide. An unexpected joy!

"Natural." Luo Yong smiled and put away the wool, handed the basket back to him, then took the pottery bowl from the other party, and grabbed fermented bean curd from the jar: "How many kilograms of wool have you sold before?"

"It must be fifteen or sixteen kilograms. Just make up fifteen pieces of fermented bean curd for me." The butcher said happily.

The fermented bean curd made by Luo Yong was much larger than the small bottled pieces of fermented bean curd in later generations. Twenty-seven pieces of fermented bean curd were filled with sharp pottery bowl brought by the butcher, and then poured some soup on it. The butcher happily went home with this big bowl of fermented bean curd.

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"Yishan, how do you see Luo Sanlang?" In a two-story wine shop not far away, Guo An had already used food at this time, and was warming some sake and drinking slowly.

"I think this person is very good." Du Yishan said bluntly.

"Do you still remember that the craftsmen who came to our house to carry the kang said that when Luo Yong was helping people in Lishi County to help them carry the kang, he generously taught the people he wanted to learn, and did not hide his own personal information." Guo An said again.

"Of course I remember that they also said that they would go to help Na Luo Sanlang farm after spring." Du Yishan smiled.

"So in your opinion, in this place, there are still people who can move him now?" Guo An took a sip of sake and asked in a low voice. Although there is no one on the second floor, you need to be cautious so as not to be misunderstood that he has any malice towards Luo Sanlang.

"..." Du Yishan shook his head and said nothing.

Not to mention Lishi County, even in their Taiyuan Prefecture, I am afraid that no one will act rashly at this time. It doesn’t work openly or secretly. If something happens to Luo Sanlang, if something goes wrong, it will arouse public grievances in this place.

Today, the emperor has been ascending the throne for seven years. It can be said that he has worked hard to govern the country. He has not relaxed over the years, and the country's politics has become increasingly clear. Their Taiyuan Prefecture is not far or near to Chang'an City, so it would be fine if it is small private actions. Once it involves public anger and resentment, no one is afraid.

In Lishi County, it can be said that every household has received the favor of Na Luo Sanlang. The previous one was put out to save many people from the bitter cold in winter. He also taught many people to ride the kang, allowing many people to earn money and food with this skill.

People at that time were honest. If they had this kindness, they would protect Na Luo Sanro. They could not watch him be bullied and persecuted and wronged.

The soy sauce and soy sauce made by Luo Sanlang are a bit rare in this rural area. It is actually not very strange for some gentry members in Taiyuan and even Chang'an.

Anyone who can get into the aristocratic class does not have any secret remedies that others do not have, and aristocratic families also copy each other from agricultural books handed down from various dynasties. As for ordinary people, I feel embarrassed. Most of them don’t know the words and what books can I read?

In this era, the gentry members were still in an absolute monopoly position in all aspects of politics, economy and culture. Although the imperial examination system has been implemented, it actually played a very important role.

Let’s talk about soy sauce, but it’s a bit fresh in name. In fact, it’s the same thing as the “sauce” recorded in “Qimin Yaoshu”. There is no need to mention bean sauce, but it is also recorded in the book.

This book is also collected by Guo’s family in Taiyuan. His family also makes bean paste every year. Although the taste is a little different from that made by Naro Saburo, it is still similar.

But if you are a fermented bean curd, let alone the Guo family in Taiyuan, even the Wang family in Taiyuan, I am afraid that it is unheard of.

Now in Taiyuan Prefecture, anyone with a little more informed knowledge must have known about the fermented bean curd made by Luo Sanlang and him. There must be many people who are jealous of the fermented bean curd method. But these days, no one has acted rashly.

Speaking of which, the coffin board is too famous. The Wang family in Lishi County hasn't done anything to him yet. This is notorious. If anyone really does something to Luo Sanlang, the consequences are really hard to say. Don't catch fish at that time, it will be fishy.

Guo An also came for the fermented beans this time. His farm can produce many beans every year. If they can make those beans into fermented beans and sell them, I don’t know how much income they will increase.

When they first met, Guo An also tried many times. Luo Sanlang was really a stable person. Du Yishan collided with him and didn't see him having any annoyance. Even if he exposed his chattering attributes in front of him, the other party did not show impatientness. It was clear that they were from the Guo family in Taiyuan, and the other party did not react much.
Chapter completed!