The next day, Qiao Junlin went to Luo's house to work. Seeing that Luo Sanlang didn't say anything, he felt a little relieved. He was afraid that Azhi's affairs here would be spread to the city, and that his family would find someone to come and tie her back.

Qiao Junlin was grateful for Luo Yong's help and confidentiality. He didn't say anything, but he worked harder while working.

That afternoon, before Luo Yong finished work, many villagers came to Luo’s yard to exchange tofu, because many of them went out to sell tofu earlier than Luo’s work, so they had to change tofu one night in advance. The temperature is low now, so they would not be afraid of breaking the tofu that they had replaced after putting it in a little bit.

In addition to the villagers in their own village, there are also a few people from other villages, either from nearby villages or farther away. They may need to stay in the village tonight. Now some families in the village have packed up one or two houses to receive those who need to stay in the village. The price is not fixed. Most of them are given some food, and some are generous and will give one or two cents.

"A dou of beans is exchanged for thirteen-sided tofu. We have tender tofu and old tofu and dried tofu here. What do you think they are going to do?" Luo Yong usually has a brief introduction to the first time he came to change tofu.

"I have three dou of beans here, half of which are used for old tofu and half are used for dried tofu." The other party was obviously a little nervous, saying what he wanted to change word by word, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time before.

"Okay." Luo Yong took the linen bag she used to hold the beans and poured it into a basket to check the quality of the beans. People from other villages had brought the Chen beans from last year, but fortunately they found it in time. After that, Luo Yong and they were more careful when collecting the beans.

By the way, if Dalang and the others of the Lin family were here, they might feel that the cloth pocket used to pack beans that Luo Yong handed back to the young man looked very familiar. Yes, this thing is theirs, and the fabric was written by Lin Sanniang. Because it was not well spun, it could not be made into clothes, so no one wanted it for sale, so he had to make a bag for his own home. This one was taken out by Qiao Junlin to use it for Azhi to pack beans.

Luo used his hand to freely dial the beans in the basket. He saw that there was no problem. Then he took the basket from Azhi's hand and filled her with twenty-sided old tofu and twenty-sided dried tofu.

Whether it is tender tofu, old tofu or dried tofu, the ingredients are actually the same. The difference is just the length of time to press the tofu. Even the tofu baskets used are exactly the same, and the size of the cut is the same, but the thickness is different.

Luo Yong heard from the villagers that most people prefer to buy tender tofu, which tastes tender and has a lot of weight, but the carries are too heavy, so when they sell dried tofu and old tofu, they can occasionally give people a little bit of it, but when they sell tender tofu, they usually don’t give it.

After all, Azhi is a woman. Her tender tofu is too heavy and she can't carry a few pieces, so she simply doesn't want it. She wants old tofu and dried tofu.

When she carried the basket out of the yard, someone asked Luo Yong: "Whose young lady is this?"

After all, there is a difference between men and women. There are only a few people who can really grow into a male and female. Yesterday, because it was a little dark, Luo Yong didn't see it for a while. Now she was changing tofu with everyone in the yard and speaking out again. It was normal to be seen. However, it is not rare for women to wear men's clothing these days, because they look better, and people took a few more glances.

"I don't know. How much tofu do you want to change today?" Luo knocked his back with his backhand. In recent days, they have been making tofu for a longer time. It is really hard to work all day long.

"Twice two buckets of old tofu and dried tofu, one bucket of tender tofu, and one bucket of frozen tofu." The man said, and each raised a cloth pocket from his two baskets. The two cloth pockets had large cloth seams and small cloths on them, which were obviously made of old clothes from home.

Luo Yong checked his beans, then put the tofu into his two baskets, put the dried ones down and the tender ones on top, and finally gave them a lot of hair. He made a lot of hair for one tofu, and he gave three tofu six tofu. In short, he bought more and gave more.

The man stared at Luo Yongbaofu, confirmed the quantity, carefully tied the ropes from the two baskets to the shoulder poles, happily carried the load out of the Luo family yard, and now he went back to eat some hot food, and when it was dark, he lay down to sleep until midnight, and got up again with the villagers, carrying the load to the city to sell the tofu. After running down a day, he could earn a lot.

Now many urban residents in Lishi County are used to eating tofu. After calculating the time every day, they go to the street next to the city gate to buy tofu, so that they can avoid shouting around the streets.

Put down a load of tofu and it will be sold out in a short while. Many people can still eat bowls of hot noodles in the city after making money. This was something that few people could bear in the past. Now it’s different. Even if they are reluctant, they still have to have a good body to make the money all the time, so they no longer have to endure it.

In addition, of course, I have bought a lot of things at home, including clothes for winter, food for children, and meat. Although it is just a small piece, it can at least make the whole family get involved in meat.

Luo spent these days selling tofu at home and found that among the people who came to the house with baskets and loads carrying tofu on their backs, half of them were women.

It seems normal. Before the Tang Dynasty, the world was in chaos for a long time. After entering the Tang Dynasty, the world was not peaceful immediately. In the previous period of Wude, wars were still fought, and wars always killed people. If there were no men in a family, women would naturally have to take on the burden of supporting their families.

In this environment, Azhi is not particularly shocking.

In Luo Yong's opinion, Azhi's current situation is not as bad as the master and servant thought. If you can hide such things, you can drag them out. If you can really not drag them out, you can still make trouble. You cry, make a fuss, and hang yourself, and play with them all in your turn. You are not afraid of death. How can you still not be able to take advantage of this matter?

Even if Qiao Junlin is shameless, his relatives are afraid that they will not agree. As soon as the family has just become an official, the young people below are just trying to make a future for themselves. At this critical moment, is Qiao Junlin really unscrupulous? How is that possible?

After all, their Qiao family is just a medium-sized family that has improved a little, with limited power and many concerns. Even if that woman doesn't take Azhi seriously, she cannot help but be afraid of Qiao Junlin's existence.

No matter what happened to the Qiao family, Azhi is now carrying tofu and selling tofu every day, so she can still live. In the first few days, she hid in the broken yard on the hillside outside the village to spend the night, and later she started staying in the village. Perhaps because she did not go to the county town to sell tofu, there are no rumors in the city, and there is no movement in the Qiao family.

The villagers didn't know that she was the maid of the Qiao family, but just thought that she was a woman from the other village who came to them to make a living. Someone from the Lin family should have known about it, but they didn't say anything. Perhaps there was no movement in the Qiao family, and they didn't want to cause trouble for themselves. Don't backfire and be disgusted by relatives from the Qiao family.

Turning his head to look at Qiao Junlin who was pushing the millstone in the grass pavilion, Luo Yong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

How could such a honest child grow up so old in such a complex environment? If his stepmother had a trap for him, he would probably be accurate at once. Otherwise, this guy shouldn't be so unaware of his father's eyes now. The child is quite handsome and has a bad character. Even if he can't study, he can still be sent to practice martial arts, and it is not impossible to train him.

"What a sigh, it's like a little old man." Erniang reached out to take the colander woven with willow branches in Luo Yong's hand, and scoop up the beans in the water from a wooden basin beside the well.

"I'll do it." Luo Yong said hurriedly.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Luo Erniang looked at her with a good temper and soft temperament, but she was quite quick to do work. She was catching beans in her hand. She asked Luo Yong again, "Are you upset about the people coming to the city?"

"No." Luo grinned.

Speaking of which, he is not very quiet recently. As tofu is gradually becoming popular in Lishi County, some people have begun to focus on the Luo family. Recently, some people come to the door and say they want to learn to make tofu from him, and some people say they want to buy a recipe, but they are rejected by Luo Yong, but some people are not so easy to give up.

Especially in the past few days, as the month period is about to end, more and more people come to the door. Some people mean that they want to pay for money to help the Luo family this month, and prevent Luo Yongchuan from making tofu methods. Then they buy this recipe themselves and open a tofu shop in the city, which is the only one.

It was quite beautiful, and I didn't see if anyone agreed. Although the conditions they had offered were good, none of the helpers in that yard were moved, and Luo Yong didn't have the intention, so he refused. He just sent two more people away from the yard, but Luo Yong was a little annoyed by them, so he ran to the Gujing to hide.

"What are you upset with them?" Erniang still thought he was upset by those people: "Just don't pay attention to them, what can you do to us?"

"Second sister, do you think you shouldn't tell them how to make tofu?" Luo Yong suddenly felt that his second sister seemed to be more domineering than he thought.

"That's natural." Luo Erniang took the basin of beans with a needy expression, took the pot of beans and put them in a bucket, and carried them to the grass pavilion. She didn't think there was anything to discuss about this matter at all.

"..." Luo Yong found that Luo Erniang was actually a little tougher than himself. He was ashamed. Twenty-seven years had really been in vain!

So, after a while, when a few guys from the city found Gujing, Luo Yong told them very hard that he would not sell the tofu recipe anyway, so there was no discussion on this matter.

"Why are you so undiscussed? You said to you with a angrily voice, "It's my husband who gave you face. Do you think my husband really has no choice but to do anything to you?" After the discussion, a follower jumped up to scare people.

"If you don't sell, you won't sell." Luo Yong was too lazy to pay attention to them, and continued to squat by the well to wash beans.

"You kid really don't cry until you see the coffin." The master also spoke at this time, with a smile on his face when he spoke, but those with ears could hear that he was threatening people.

Luo Yong heard this and stood up with a colander. His little body was straight and he raised his chin slightly: "What do you think the coffin board looks like? Take it out and show it to me."
Chapter completed!