Luo Yong refused to take the red dates brought by Wang Dang's wife for nothing. He used a square meter to measure the amount of these dates, and then took the corresponding corn from his home and handed it to him.

It’s such a long journey, I’m willing to help him bring dates over. How can I let them pay for themselves? It’s not a wealthy family, and those destined men earn hard money.

The king was a wife who was very happy to work. He just arrived in Xipo Village for two days and cleaned up the inside and outside of the courtyard.

When I went back and forth between the Luo family's yard, I saw that the Luo family brothers and sisters were wearing warm clothes, but the clothes on her body were still a little careless. She could tell that the cashmere sweater inside was a good thing, and the ones she wore outside were mixed.

When Si Niang and the others were in the house, they put two or three layers of short brown collars outside the wool sweater, which were of different sizes and different sizes. When they were about to leave the house, they put on the sheepskin coat. Then Peng Er wanted to go out to do work, and also asked her to wear the rabbit fur coat.

The one who made Wang's wife the most unsightly was the pair of loose and gray cloth shoes. On weekdays, Si Niang and Wulang and the others ran around the village with their feet shook their feet. The shoes were old and torn. After a few steps, the shoes fell off and had to fold them back to pick them up. They looked like the children of a wealthy family.

The socks worn in the shoes are also good things. Although they are not dyed, they are also cashmere. Wang Shao also has a pair of socks like that. He said that they were given by the husband. When he touched them with his hands, they were really soft and warm. No wonder those nobles from Chang'an were scrambling to buy them.

"Er Niang, if you have those worn-out clothes, please take some of them with me and I will make a few pairs of shoes for you." On that day, Wang Dang's wife finished the work in the yard over there, so she came to the Luo family's yard, helped his brother and sister to sweep the snow in the yard together, and said again.

"How can I bother Ahe again?" Erniang refused.

In addition to XXX, Ah also had a common form of the name of a woman. Wang's wife's surname was He, and everyone called him Ah. Only those who had worshipped Wang's wife would call her sister-in-law.

"What a worry? Is it too easy to be idle all the time?" Wang Dang's wife said with a smile.

"Then I'll get some old clothes. If Ah He has time, he will do it a few times, and if he doesn't have time, he will put it on first." Luo Erniang also knew that this king was a good wife. Although the dolls of his family were not well dressed, they were also very neatly cleaned, not as careless as their Luo family.

Wang Dang's wife took her old clothes and went back to the yard there. It's not that she doesn't like to sit in the Luo family's yard, but the Luo family's siblings have to eat three or four meals a day.

In her opinion, there was no stop that day. After breakfast and lunch, lunch and dinner, and after dinner, Wang Dang often had to have another midnight snack. Every time Wang Dang's wife went back to their side, for fear of meeting them again for dinner. Even Wang Shao didn't ask him to run to the Luo family yard, and the documents had been completed. Now Wang Shao is no longer a servant of the Luo family, so why can he eat at his house all day long?

He took those old clothes back to the yard and entered the house where he temporarily lived. He saw her eldest son, the two brothers and sisters of the Orthodox Church, counting. During the days he was in the Luo family, he also learned some from Luo Sanlang. Although he was not good at learning, he could barely count to one hundred.

Several children were staying on the kang, and there were a bunch of cloth shoes and socks on the kang. They were all the shoes of Wang Dang and his brothers. Since Wang Dang came, they were able to wear dry and warm shoes.

Since December, the weather has become colder and freezing everywhere. The road is not very muddy. But after walking on the snow for a long time, the shoes will still be wet.

These days, when Wang Dang's wife asked them to go out, they would bring more shoes and socks. When they walked to the city, they would put aside the wet shoes and socks and put them in dry clothes. When they came back to Xipo Village, they would hand them over to Wang Dang's wife. The next day, she took them to the well, sprinkled some wood ash, hammered and washed them, and then took them home and baked them on the kang, so that they could be dried in one day.

After sorting out the shoes and socks on the kang, he flipped over the several eggs that were hatching beside him. Wang Dang's wife wiped her hands, took out the tools, sat on the kang and started cutting the soles of the shoes.

The method of hatching chickens with kangs was learned from Siniang Wulang and others, and they also had the feed for feeding chickens. A few days ago, her boss helped people clean up two pigpens, and the family gave him a bucket of beans as wages. Later, other villagers also called them to help clear the pigpens, and they all paid for two pigpens and one bucket of beans.

With this trick, she was willing to give a dou of bean dregs. For the Wang family's wife who had been used to being poor since childhood, this place would be so rich. So although they could only live in this yard until the beginning of the next spring, she was not ready to leave. If she could not live in this yard, she would find another place. Although she was in a foreign land, she would always have a better life in a wealthy place.

The arrival of these people also brought many conveniences to Xipo Village.

Luo Yong now also asked them to help clean the pigpen. His house has so many pigpens, and Wang Dang they were only willing to collect a bucket of bean dregs. Luo Yong had no big face and could not fight in person, so he had to ask Goro to replenish them half a liter of soy sauce.

This time, this batch of soy sauce was in the season. After the sauce pieces made in spring were fermented in the jar for more than half a year. The large jars were placed in the backyard of Luo's family. They stirred them every morning and then dried them all day. At night, they were afraid of dew, so they had to cover the mouth of the jar. Luo Yong customized a batch of lids from the pottery shop, and those lids were covered on the jar, like large plates with upside down. Even on rainy days, they were not afraid of rain flowing into the jar.

People in the village wanted to eat soy sauce, soy sauce, fermented bean curd and other products, so they took the bean dregs from their homes to exchange them. Because they were just some bean dregs that they could not use at home, they didn’t feel a pity to replace them.

Luo Yong can earn a lot of bean dregs every day. When cooking pigs and chicken foods every day, he will first use the fresh bean dregs collected on the day, and then break them into small pieces and put them on the kang to dry and put them away.

After the spring starts, the villagers will have to work in the fields again. In addition, the weather becomes hot and the tofu is difficult to store. At that time, every household has less tofu and they have to feed chickens and pigs. There is no extra bean dregs to exchange for things here. At that time, Luo Yong will take out the dried bean dregs stored in his warehouse to feed the pigs and chickens.

Due to the pressure brought by the payment for the 60,000 Eucommia seedlings, Luo Yong has been living a more careful life recently. He has done a lot of work every day and settled the accounts, and he doesn’t buy meat from the city to eat it.

But no matter how he calculates it, the money is still not enough. Apart from the payment for the saplings, he also has to buy cows. If he can't buy a healthy cow before spring, how should next year's spring plowing be done?

Wang Dang's goatee think tank learned that Luo Yong was worried about money recently, so he gave him an idea: "Since the husband has no money, why not kill these pigs and sell them for cash first, and pass the level in front of him first."

"You're right." The reason is this, but the pigs in their own family are just when they grow their heads. They are killed at this time, and Luo Yong is reluctant to let it go.

"If you want to slaughter at this time, you should first pick up those small and rounded skeletons and slaughter them first." The other party said again.

"Then what should I choose first?" I was reluctant to give up, but when this matter came, I should always make a decision. This man seemed to be able to figure it out, so Luo Yong asked him for his opinion.

"Let's choose this one." The other party seemed to have already thought about it, and pointed to a pigpen beside them.

The pig was indeed round. After careful consideration, Luo Yong felt that the skeleton of the pig was a little smaller than that of other pigs, so he decided to start with it.

"Yan Dalang can kill pigs?" Luo Yong saw that the goatee had sucked the pigs so clearly, so he guessed that he might have intended to take on the pig-killing business.

This goatee is thicker than that of the king and is smarter. However, I heard that he is very righteous to his brothers. Among those people, he is a military advisor.

"I can do it." The other party smiled and replied with a smile when he saw Luo Yong ask.

"How do you calculate the wage?" Luo Yong is not a thin skin.

"It's better to clean up from beginning to end and give three liters of water to make the wages." Naturally, he had already thought about the wages before.

"Okay." Luo Yong nodded very readily. Killing pigs was a troublesome for him. If the villagers came to help, there would definitely be more things to be distributed.

The Yang Dalang did not work today. After taking on this job, he immediately drove the pig to the yard where he lived, and called Wang Dang's wife to prepare some boiling water for him. Then he started working on his own in the yard. Wang Shao ran out and said he wanted to help, but he sent it back. It would be better for the child not to see blood.

This Yang Dalang is a widower. His wife had an accident when giving birth, and even the adults and children were not saved. He has always been good to Wang Shao. He heard that this kid had sold him, and without saying a word, he came out with Wang Dang to find someone.

On the other side, Yang Dalang was busy killing pigs, while Luo Yong was still making wool felt in his backyard. When the other party packed the pig, he carried the load to him and shouted in the yard outside. Luo Yong hurried out to inspect the goods.

"Look, this pig is properly packed?" the sundalang said with a smile.

"It's right." Luo Yong checked it briefly, the work was done very carefully, the pig's hair was shaved very clean, and the water was cleaned up.

After the pig was killed, it was naturally time to pay for wages. Luo Yong took rice from his grocery store and raised it. He first put a waist in it, then put a piece of large intestine in it, and then asked him, "What do you want?"

"Hehe." Yang Dalang's eyes looked straight up at the pig's tail.

"Okay." Luo Yong smiled, gave him the pig's tail, and then cut him a piece and a half as big as a palm on the pig's buttocks: "I'm afraid it's not three liters, so I'll get some pig's blood to make up the number."

"Enough is enough!" Yang Dalang said quickly. He didn't expect that Luo Sanlang could even cut such a piece of good meat for him.

"Take some, it's good to cook this pig's blood and pickles together." It's not easy to kill a pig. Luo Yong felt that there was still a little less of that thing. There were many people in their yard, and this thing was not enough to be stuck between the teeth.

"Enough is enough. If you can't finish those pig blood, I will help you go to the village and ask them to exchange them for bean dregs." Yang Dalang helped Luo Yong put the things in, carried a basket and took a basket and took out the Luo family's yard. The wages he got from killing pigs this time were also placed in the basket. Killing pigs once could get these things, which was much easier than helping people deliver goods.

"That's a big deal." Luo Yong shouted behind him. They really couldn't finish it with so much pig blood.

“No need to worry about it.”

Yang Dalang now also realized that the people in Xipo Village are the biggest recipe when they exchange bean dregs for things.

When he returned to the yard and gave Wang Dang's wife the reward for killing the pig. He went around the village by himself. Their brothers are now eating in a big pot, and Wang Dang's wife is in charge.

When Yang Dalang left the yard, Luo Yong carefully checked his pig. He saw that the fat was also two-finger thick. Because the weather was cold, the fat meat was frozen milky white. The red and white contrasted with the lean meat, which was so attractive. At first glance, it was the best local pork. If you smell it carefully, it didn't have much fishy smell.

When he was a peddler's business in the 21st century, he had also seen a lot of pork like this. He only saw it when he was staying at a farmer's house. He bought a little from the owner and kept it for a try. He was reluctant to sell it.

Luo cut a piece of ribs with a kitchen knife, took it to the kitchen, cut it into small squares, soaked it with ginger slices for half an hour, then blanched it in boiling water, then put it in the pottery pot with ginger, shallot, turbid wine, soy sauce and salt, and simmered it slowly over low heat. Because the turbid wine itself has a sweet taste, he did not add sugar.

To make this Dongpo pork, you need to add more wine and less water, simmer over low heat, and simmer for one or two hours, and the fragrance will be very strong.

There were some children who had been ordered by the adults at home to come to exchange for pig blood with bean dregs. They could not walk as soon as they smelled the smell.

"What, do you want to eat?" Luo Yong asked with a smile when he saw those girls poking their heads outside the kitchen.

"I want to eat!" That's all.

"If you want to eat it, ask your mother to come here with ten cents." Luo Yong was packing the pot of Dongpo pork at this time, using the kind of pot of fermented bean curd that he installed at home. One can contains only five square pieces of meat, poured half a spoonful of thick soup, put it in a cool condition and sealed it with oil paper and tied it with thin rope.

He would have to sell such a can of Dongpo pork for ten cents, so it would naturally not be the market in the village, but the nobles of the county town.

Tomorrow, Wang Dang and others will first help him send this batch of Dongpo pork to Xu Erlang, and ask him to send a copy to each of the suppliers of Eucommia seedlings. First, if it is feasible, this transaction should also be able to make some money and grain back.

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In just one or two days, the reputation of Dongpo pork spread in Lishi County. When it comes to Dongpo pork in Xipo Village, no matter whether you have eaten it or not, everyone is praised.

Someone who was quick-handed took his servant to Xipo Village to grab a can of Dongpo pork. He shared it with friends in the wine shop. He placed the can of meat on the charcoal fire and baked it slowly. When the aroma of meat in the can float out from the edge of the oiled paper-tied mouth, he could open the can and share it.

Na Luo Sanlang is really unique in raising pigs and cooking meat. His Dongpo pork is delicious when eaten. The meat is sweet, soft and glutinous, fat but not greasy. Those who don’t like pork and say it’s fishy, ​​after eating this Dongpo pork, they all compete to help Na Luo Sanlang advertise.

As for why this is clearly something from Xipo Village, it is called Dongpo Pork, no one knows.

A few days later, Du Qilang from Chang'an City was upset by his cousins ​​at home. After thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing fun in other places, so he ran to Lishi County again.

After a while, Du Xi and his servant Xie Kui had just entered Lishi County, when they heard someone calling him Du Qilang. When they turned around, they saw that they were a strange face. They thought that they really had those who loved to make friends with him wherever they went. This is the trouble of being a romantic figure.

"Does Qilang remember me?" the man bowed and smiled. He had a bit of elegance in every move.
Chapter completed!