Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

At the end of the day, Luo Hao and the others were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water.

Luo Jiaojiao held bamboo cups full of milk in her hands and fed milk one by one. Luo Zhe hung behind Luo Jiaojiao and followed suit.

When the restaurant for dinner closed, these guests reluctantly left Luo's Restaurant.

Throughout the day, basically no rice grains were sold.

It is true that not everyone can afford a bowl of white rice for a hundred renminbi. You can eat ten plates of mushrooms for a bowl of white rice.

Almost all the people who came today came for the mushrooms.

After closing the door of the restaurant, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although tired, everyone has smiles on their faces, even Uncle Thirteen.

Luo Yuan counted the copper plates in the cash box, and there were more than 3000 copper plates.

More than three taels of silver.

For a restaurant, more than three liang of money a day is certainly not much.

But this means that Luo Yan fried more than 300 portions of mushrooms in one day, and you must know that only Luo Yan cooks in the entire restaurant.

Three hundred copies is more than enough.

In the days that followed, the signboard of Luo's Restaurant was completely launched.

Day by day, even though it is a famine year, the atmosphere of the New Year in Peach Blossom Town is getting stronger and stronger.

The Chinese characters of blessing and couplets written on red paper were hung on the doors of every household. Some wealthy families even started to light firecrackers, and the whole Taohua Town felt beaming.

Even the people on the street who had been looking sad all this time had a smile on their faces.

Only the Luo family and the others frowned, the more yearly they felt, the heavier their hearts were.

Two days before New Year's Eve, Luo Hao and the others glanced at Luo Jiaojiao who was sitting on the side obediently drinking milk with complicated expressions.

I don't know when the refugees mentioned in Jiaojiao's dream entered the village.

Luo Jiaojiao had a panoramic view of their expressions, lowered her eyes and stuffed a candy into her mouth.

She didn't remember this incident very clearly, it was only mentioned briefly in the book, and she only remembered it was around Chinese New Year.

She doesn't know the exact date.

Luo Yan looked at Luo Hao's frown, and said, "Brother, we have already been to the Yamen for this matter."

Those who should be reminded to the village are also reminded, don't mess around.

When everyone heard this, their eyes were fixed on Luo Hao.

"Yes, my sister is right, don't be confused."

"that is!"

Luo Yan and the others looked serious, for fear that Luo Hao would run to the village if he lost his mind.

When their parents died, no one in the whole village offered a helping hand to them except Uncle Thirteen.

They had already left Taohua Village with Uncle Thirteen, and Luo Hao went back to remind the village chief.

Not only that, they even went to the Yamen to report the matter.

But the magistrate of the county asked who entered the village, how did they know about it, and when did the group of people enter the village?

They can't say that it was their sister who dreamed about it, can they?

The people in the government didn't take what they said to heart. Because Luo Yan and the son of the county magistrate were classmates, the people on duty at the yamen treated them fairly well.

He invited them out respectfully, treating them as a child's prank.

They feel that they have already done what they should and should not do, and they have already done their best.

"No, I am your eldest brother, and you are the most important thing to me." Luo Hao shook his head.

Then he pulled the corners of his lips and showed a smile, "After lunch, I can still work, let's not talk about it."

Everyone nodded.

At this moment, the door of the restaurant was pushed open.

Without raising his head, Luo Yuan shouted skillfully, "We're having lunch now, come back in the afternoon."

"I'm not here to eat."

Hearing this voice, Luo Jiaojiao suddenly raised his head.

I saw Song Shinian standing upright at the door of the restaurant dressed in coarse linen. Even though he was not wearing brocade and satin, it still couldn't conceal the nobility in his bones.

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes fell on Song Shinian's face, with thick brows and sharp eyes, seven feet high.

He is indeed a good-looking talent. In terms of appearance alone, Luo Hao has not lost to him.

After all, they are all villains in the book, and they are the only ones who can rival the male lead in appearance.

It's just that he grew up in rich clothes and fine food, and he has an aura of nobility in him.

As for Luo Hao and the others, they grew up from the lowest level, so they were inevitably a little cautious.

Song Shinian gently placed the basket on his back on the ground.

Luo Jiaojiao poked her head in and saw that the inside was full of mushrooms.

Straw mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, all kinds of mushrooms are available.

Looking carefully, these kinds of mushrooms are all the kinds that Luo Jiaojiao took out from the supermarket at the beginning, and they are all non-toxic and edible.

"I heard from the village chief that you can accept it here."

It was only now that Song Shinian saw the faces in Luo's restaurant clearly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He has a good memory. He still remembers that when he saw Luo Yuan and Luo Jiaojiao last time, they were just ordinary villagers.

Not long after that, they already had such a large restaurant in Peach Blossom Town, with a good reputation and business.

In this regard, he is not as good as them.

With just one sentence, Luo Hao and others understood.

I'm afraid this is also from Luo Yan's hands.

"Bring it in." Luo Hao said.

Then I weighed it, "Ten catties."

Song Shinian straightened his expression, "Can I exchange it for rice?"

Luo Hao frowned, "Yes, but only for one or two meters."

Ten catties of mushrooms for one or two meters sounds like a lot, but they don't make any money selling mushrooms.

What's more, if a catty of mushrooms can be exchanged for a lot of rice, and the villagers flock to exchange rice, it will be asking for trouble for them.

Song Shinian frowned upon hearing the words, then nodded, "Okay, I'll change."

His eyes fell on the menu board behind the counter in the restaurant, and he was even more surprised when he saw the price of the mushrooms, and then there was a touch of respect in his eyes.

Selling food at this price these days is already a good deed.

A plate of mushrooms only costs ten yuan, and a bowl of rice costs two hundred yuan. They did not lower the price.

Besides, where can I still buy rice now?

Luo Yan nodded, then went to the back kitchen to pack a small bag of rice and handed it to him.

Song Shinian took the rice bag and stretched out his hand to put it on.

For one tael of rice, they gave a full half of it.

But now the situation is special, he can't refuse.

He only took a deep look at the members of the Luo family, thanked them, turned around and left.

Since Song Shinian entered the door, Luo Jiaojiao's eyes have been glued to him.

Luo Yan smiled and said, "Seeing that Jiaojiao likes him so much, I even pretended to be more rice for him."

Not only Luo Yan noticed Luo Jiaojiao's gaze, but everyone in the Luo family also noticed it.

Luo Yuan smiled and teased Luo Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao likes good-looking people since she was young, and she can't take her eyes away from her for a long time."