struggle in ancient times

With sadness and nostalgia, the sun that ushered in the second day is still passing by day by day, and time will not stop because of sadness.

Liao Tingyu took root step by step in the town. He was a well-received teacher in the school, and he was a Mr. Gusi who wrote fantasy and aspirations in the mouths of those strange scholars.

In Liaojia Village, Liao Ming's family also became busy, and the family was developing vigorously.

Although it has not been sold for much, but after seeing the results and the support of the neighbors and villagers, they bought it and received wide acclaim after eating it.

This gave Liao Shi, who was still a little worried about hoarding too many things, confidence.

According to Liao Tingyu's prescription, they are doing it in full swing, making all those things and accumulating them together, only waiting to go to the town to sell them when there is a big fair.

Looking at the hanging tofu skins, one by one, they are spread out in the sun.

Last night, Mrs. Deng asked Wen Xiu'er to make tofu skin according to the recipe given by Liao Tingyu. The food did not have the fishy smell of tofu, but only had the fragrance of beans.

Liao Ming kept nodding while eating and took a sip of the wine and said: "If this thing is sold to the tavern, the business of the tavern will definitely improve."

Deng doesn't like him drinking. "The tavern has never been short of business, after all, there are people like you here."

Liao Shi felt that the atmosphere was dull. The two people of no status dared not eat too much, and did not dare to make too much noise when eating.

Deng Shi didn't like Liao Shi's appearance in the first place.

She looked at the eldest son who only knew that he was working outside with his arms swayed, and his rough appearance was a little helpless.

They were also born by the same mother, how come one is so smart and the other is so stupid?

Deng shook her head and drank a bowl of cold water, and directed Wen Xiu'er to feed the chickens, and she came to clean up the mess on the table.

Back in his own two-person space, Liao Shi gently massaged the swelling on his daughter-in-law's legs.

"How is it? Is it better? If there is any discomfort, I will press it for you."

Wen Xiu'er shook her head, "You've worked hard all day. Come over and take a rest, and I'll give you a massage too."

"Okay, when I'm almost done pressing you, you can press it for me again. What the second child said is really good, and it really feels much more comfortable to press like this."

Wen Xiu'er didn't answer the words, she looked at the tofu skin outside.

With so many things, how does my uncle plan to sell them?

And Liao Tingyu looked at the money in his hand, and in his spare time, he went to Yazi's to ask if there were any vacant houses, and learned a little bit about the market.

As he estimated, the more than 100 taels of silver is only enough to buy a small courtyard and a small shop outside the town, and this small courtyard is not very good. Not to mention the remote location, this house also has several needs. rested.

Liao Tingyu wanted to open a study, which was his long-cherished wish. The study had to be on East Street, because East Street had always been a place for selling precious things such as books, pens and inks, and opening it on West Street was not allowed.

If it is on West Street, 100 taels of silver can buy a larger shop with this small yard behind it, but the buildings on West Street are not as exquisite as those on East Street.

After thinking about it, he still planned to keep saving the money, and wait until the next month when he got the dividend, and then went to see if there was a good courtyard.

If you have time, let Deng Shi and the others choose one together.

There are very few places to recruit workers in this ancient time. Originally, he planned to do some simple jobs in his spare time to enrich his pockets, but to his surprise, the reality was really too cruel.

The town is neither big nor small, but it is also quite prosperous.

So some well-known people in this town basically have some impressions.

It was precisely because of this impression that he was looking for a job and bumped into walls everywhere, saying that he would find a job as a bookkeeper, but in the end, when people saw it, hey, a great scholar, he should compliment everything, which made it difficult for him to open his mouth at all. .

He recently discovered that some rich girls in the town like to dye their nails, which triggered his inspiration.

He had already gone to the place where the cloth was sold to see if the patterns could be converted into cash using modern dyeing and weaving techniques. As a result, he saw that there were quite a lot of patterns and patterns, all of which were woven bit by bit by people.

Although the color is not very bright, it is very beautiful.

The key is that he knows that salt fixes color, but he told his classmates who used to dye cloth at home, they took it back and tried it, and then thanked him later.

I also told him that this method is really good, and the color is much more beautiful, but unfortunately their fabric shop is really small, and it is not as cost-effective as the silk bought in Jiangnan.

Forget it, Liao Tingyu had no choice but to recognize the reality.

As a result, within a few days, new fabrics came out of their fabric workshop.

Just two words, huh, huh.Then he simply told Huang Hao about this prescription accidentally in public.

The next step is that everyone in the town knows the name and surname.

Liao Tingyu avoided that shop, squinted at the door where the other party was no longer crowded, cut, fight with me.