After helping Luo Yong plow the fields and repairing the pigpen, Xu Erlang and others went home.

I returned from Taiyuan City at that time, and didn’t rest after getting home. I went straight to Xipo Village and should go back to reunite with my family at this time.

This time I returned home, my mental outlook was much better than when I returned from Taiyuan City before.

Although Luo Yong is also working these days, he has eaten and sleeps soundly. With the ingredients they had taken before, and the rich dietary experience brought by Luo Yong from the 21st century, the food at Luo Yong's family these days is indeed quite good.

After two days of rest, these people started to move again. There were some ready-made business in front of them.

Nowadays, all villages are busy with spring plowing, and farmers don’t have much time to enter the city, so they can carry some groceries from the city to sell in the countryside. There is also a market for tofu, fermented bean curd, soy sauce, soy sauce, and soy sauce in Naxipo Village.

Whenever these people go to Xipo Village, they will inevitably go to Luo’s house to check it out. If they see any heavy work, they will do it.

If there is really no work, then just split a few pieces of wood, or go to the pigpen to see if the straws should be replaced, and a scholar who is as clean as their master can make up the filthy things, but he doesn't expect that their master is a fierce man who even pigs have been beaten.

With these people coming and going, Luo Yong was really relieved.

However, since he occupied the title of Master and received the gift of Master, he enjoyed the many conveniences brought to him by these disciples, he was not good to ask them to pay for their own money to live in other people's houses in the village. At first, they asked them to live in the backyard, but later, they thought it was a bit inconvenient, so he consulted with the village chief and said that he wanted to build a small courtyard on the deserted slope next to his yard and give his disciples a place to rest and settle down.

The village chief is the village chief, but this position has no real power these days. Generally, it is just a couple of parents and other families. If you have any serious matters, you have to go to Li Zheng. Li Zheng, who is responsible for their place, does not live in Xipo Village.

However, when it comes to building a small courtyard, there is basically no need to find the Lizheng. As long as the villagers in the village have no objection, they will be built after construction. These days, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and wasteland is everywhere. There are no two families in Xipo Village near the entrance of the village. Even if it was not mentioned by Luo Sanlang, ordinary people cannot have any objections.

When Luo Yong was in the past, the village family was washing beans and preparing to make tofu. When he mentioned this, he immediately agreed, but told him that the yard should not be built too big and should not be used for other business. In short, it was to let him act in a low-key manner. Luo Yong naturally agreed.

The village of Xipo Village is a surname Tian. The surname Tian is also a big family in this small village, and there is a vague tendency to be group. Earlier, when Luo Yong asked people to work at home and promised to teach them how to make tofu, many families with Tian surnames did not come, and the family of the village was not come.

This time after the New Year, they all came. The village master came to his eldest son. He studied one or two months later than others, so he naturally earned less money and food. Now many people in the village are laughing at these people with the surname Tian secretly.

Today, Luo used it to discuss the house repair with the clan. The other party did not act abnormally. It is unknown whether he had any minor thoughts behind his back.

Compared with the Lin family, Luo Yong was more careful about the village and family. After all, the Lin family is a relative in-laws and is familiar with Luo Yong's style. The village and family are a little different, so they need to pay more attention in the future.

"Oh, Sanlang Sanlang." Luo Yong was stopped by someone when he passed by the front yard of a family in the village.

"What?" Luo Sanlang stopped and asked the family in the fence with a smile.

"Sanlang, take two pieces of hot tofu in my house and eat it." The young woman in the yard said enthusiastically.

"Okay, I'll ask Si Niang to bring you beans later." Luo Yong didn't waste their tofu.

"What beans do you want?" said the male owner in the yard quickly.

"It's just this piece of tofu, Saburo, just eat it." The woman said the same.

"My grandma, don't want beans, I want to eat cake." A little bean dunk in his family pulled the corner of his mother's skirt and expressed his opinion.

"What cake to eat?" His mother slapped him back.

"You can do this business with tofu," said two vendors in the yard who were about to buy tofu.

"Hey, my child is greedy, I'm making you laugh." The male owner quickly put tofu into a basket.

"A young man speaks clearly," Luo Yong praised.

"I don't know anything else, I know how to tell me that I want to eat." The mother-in-law also had a smile on her face.

Luo Yong walked out with a bowl of tofu, and heard the little baby shouting to his mother that he wanted to eat cake...

When I was about to reach the entrance of the village, I met a few villagers carrying hoes and carrying loads coming towards me. Those people told Luo Yong that those in the county who learned skills from you are now called masters and apprentices. We have also learned the skills of making tofu from you. In the future...

Before they could finish their words, Luo Yong quickly interrupted, "Don't do those false rituals. If someone really asks me to give me an incense, how can I walk around the village in the future?"

The villagers all laughed and said that if there was anything to do in the future, let Luo Yong speak as much as he wants, and don’t be polite to them.

After being separated from this group, Luo Yong couldn't help but reach out and rub the muscles on his face.

He was a loner in his previous life. If he was not necessary, he would not laugh, and his whole body exuded the aura of talking to me less without any trouble, so he was not very popular.

Later, when he got into the business of peddlers, he often drove alone, driving on the mountain roads for hours and hours. In such a quiet world, he only felt that the words "comfortable" and "lonely and lonely" had never been for him.

After coming here, I took advantage of this young body. No matter how you look at it, you are a clean boy. A smile makes people feel a little closer. When you don’t smile, you have to be a quiet boy.

Luo Yong couldn't help but think about what he looked like when he was in his teenage life. He was fourteen or fifteen years old, and the rebellion was the time of the second-year rebellion. In addition, the atmosphere at that time was relatively free and open, and everyone could understand the rebellious period.

Luo Yong remembered that he had once, he was angry alone in the room on the weekend. When he was angry, he kicked the wall. In a few seconds, he kicked a hole in the wall. It was because their old house was really old, and the wall was not a load-bearing wall.

Grandma Luo didn't say anything, but this incident made him show off in front of his neighbors. It was said that Luo used that kid to be crazy and told his son to stay away from him.

Fortunately, this happened in the 21st century. If it were in the 7th century, Na Luo would not have thought of being a human being in that small place in the future.

When Luo Yong thought of these things, he couldn't help but think of Qiao Dalang coming again. He didn't know how that kid was doing now. If he had arrived in Chang'an City, could he adapt to life in Chang'an City.

For Qiao Junlin, the matter of the Qiao family will inevitably become a shadow that covers his growth path until one day his heart is strong enough to penetrate the haze, no longer be confused, angry, and learn to face the world in front of him peacefully and calmly in the posture of an adult.

Just like Luo Yong at the time, he walked out of the world of childhood step by step.

When I returned to my yard, I looked up and saw Goro squatting at the base of the wall to feed the donkey, putting a basket of dried bean dregs beside me, Goro feeds one, five pairs of them, one happy and the other happily.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yong couldn't help but smile: "Don't ask it to eat so much bean dregs, be careful of bloating."

"An...An...An...An...An...An...An...An..." Seeing Luo Yong come back, the five couples hurried over to ask for Dajiang to eat.

"Be good." Luo reached out and patted its big hairy head, but did not give Dajiang. He took the bowl of tofu and went straight to the kitchen.

"An...An..." The donkey followed behind.

"Wuror, please send two liters of beans to Shuang'er's house." Luo Yong didn't want the donkey to enter the kitchen, so he pushed it twice, but didn't push it, so he ignored it. It was not the first time anyway, but fortunately the donkey was not pulling around in the house.

"Oh." Goro ran to the convenience store to measure two liters of beans, walked out of the yard with his short legs.

When Mai Qing Doulier saw that he was about to go out, Wangwang followed. The two puppies were raised by Luo Yong and they for two or three months, and now they have grown a lot. They are not as round as before. They have grown a little longer, but they still look furry.

"Come back, take the bowl." Luo Yong shouted quickly.

When Goro heard the sound, he immediately folded it back, took the pottery bowl and ran out. The two puppies also followed him in and out, their tails swaying like fans, and they didn't know what they were excited about.

Shuang'er was the child who just asked for cakes from his mother. After giving birth to three girls in succession, he finally got such a precious son. On weekdays, many villagers heard his mother scold him loudly, but it was all loud and thunder, so the boy was not afraid at all.

Shuang'er Ye Niang obviously wanted to have another son, so she gave him such a nickname.

In the afternoon, Xu Erlang and his brothers came to Luo's yard to get fermented bean curd. Luo Yong told them about asking him for a piece of land from the village to repair the house.

The three brothers were very happy. They often came to Xipo Village to purchase goods. Sometimes they sold goods outside for a whole day and arrived here late at night. They were not embarrassed to take pictures of the Luo family's courtyard. If they wanted to stay in the village, the three brothers would have to spend a few copper coins together. Two or three copper coins were only half a dou of rice. For those who were hungry, this was like cutting their meat.

So the three brothers started to smash mud that afternoon. They planned to build a house first, and when they had free time in the future, they would build a few more rooms next to that house.

In the evening, a few more came one after another. Seeing that the Xu brothers threw mud on the slope, they went over and asked them what they were doing, but the master's family wanted to build a pig house. After asking, they learned that it turned out that Luo Yong had asked them to build a piece of land here and asked them to build a few houses here. In the future, they could spend the night here when they came to Xipo Village.

He was very happy, put down his burden, rolled up his sleeves, and threw the mud with the three of them. When the other vendors passed by, they all envied when they heard about this.

In fact, Luo Yong had his own intention to do this.

Since these people call him master, they treat him with respect. I think they respect him more. He wants to come to build a small courtyard next to his yard. In the future, if these disciples come in and out, the courtyard will not be too deserted.

This yard is close to the Luo family yard. If something happens in the future, Luo Yong will shout at his own house. I believe that people will be able to pass by here. This is actually a group of free part-time bodyguards, which are made in turn.

As time passed day by day, the yard was built day by day. The weather was getting warmer and it was no longer frozen at night. Luo Yong asked five pairs to pull trucks of fertilizer and water into the wheat field.

With this donkey, it is indeed much more convenient. If he asked him to carry it on his shoulders, he still doesn't know what it would be to tiring people.

The delivery date agreed with Guo An is approaching.

On this day, Luo used to check the quality of the batch of fermented bean curd he had made recently in the backyard. The quantity agreed with Guo An was 550 cans, but in fact he made far more than that. In addition to Guo An, he also wanted to sell it.

In addition, you have been making soy sauce and soy sauce. If you continue to make batches, your experience will be accumulated bit by bit. I believe that the quality of soy sauce and soy sauce you make in the future should be better.

"Sanlang, someone is looking for you outside." Erniang walked over quickly at this time and whispered to Luo Yong.

"Who?" If someone is looking for him on weekdays, they will finish shouting loudly. Why is it so solemn this time?

"I don't know, I said it was a husband from Chang'an." Erniang said.

"Let's take a look." Luo Yong said, reaching out to seal the jar he had just opened.

"You go, I'll clean up here." Er Niang urged, obviously because she was afraid of neglecting her distinguished guests.

"Okay." Luo Yong went to the front yard.

When Luo Sanlang walked to the front yard, he happened to see a young man getting off the carriage. The man had a clear face and a tall figure. He was wearing a dark brown dress and a pair of wooden clogs on his feet. He stepped on the ground, making a clicking sound.

This is the legendary gentry's son, right? Luo Yong thought to himself. Although Guo An, whom I met earlier, was born in a noble family, he still had to wear such a set of clothes to look more aristocratic.

"You are Luo Sanlang?" The man's tone and expression when he spoke were all relaxed and at ease, but the clothes were very tall and high. The combination of the two was very consistent.

"That's right, who is your lord?" Luo Yong asked.

"I am the Du family of Jingzhao, and my name is Xixi, Xingqi." The other party smiled.

"It turned out that Du Qilang was visiting. There was nothing to enter the house and had to drink a bowl of hot water." Luo Yong led Du Xi into the hall.

Du Xi was also very happy, so he went into the room with Luo Yong, sat on the kang and drank a few sips of hot water.

He had seen this kang in Lishi County last night. The people in the county all said that this thing was created by Luo Sanlang. Just burn some small fire at the small stove on the head of the kang to survive the winter safely without fear of the severe cold.

However, it is already spring now, and Du Qilang is more interested in cashmere socks and fermented bean curd. Needless to say, fermented bean curd, cashmere socks are easy to wear at this time, and the temperature in spring is still a bit low.

When Luo Yong heard him ask about cashmere socks, he guessed that the other party must have seen Qiao Junlin. After knitting these socks in his house, he had not sold one pair yet. He gave them a few pairs, including Qiao Junlin, Aunt Luo, and the gentlemen from the county school that he taught him before. The others have not traveled far away in the local area recently, so Qiao Junlin went to Chang'an.

Luo Yong looked at the color on the other person's clothes, got up, and took out a pair of medium-thick cashmere thread socks of similar colors from the cabinet next to him.

Du Qilang did not avoid suspicion, and took off the pair of socks from Luo Yong in front of him, and changed into the pair that Luo Yong handed him. This dress was indeed very soft and warm. When he was excited, he was wearing socks and tried the clogs on the ground.

"I forgot about these clogs. If I want to wear clogs, I have to change the socks and divide my thumbs out." Luo Yong looked at the other party's pair of clogs. This thing was similar to the flip-flops in later generations. It was difficult to wear flip-flops with fingerless socks.
Chapter completed!