Earn money to support your family in ancient times

Su Nuo took a small bench and sat in the yard to help Tang Yuan deal with the materials for making lo-mei. Later, Tang Yuan thought that he had already done everything anyway, so he might as well make more, and add some potatoes, kelp, dried tofu and so on.

Tang Yuan was busy working in the kitchen. In fact, the kitchen had enough space, and Su Nuo didn't feel crowded working in it, but after all, he wanted to avoid suspicion, so he simply sat in the courtyard with the gate wide open and worked.

Su Nuo was used to doing these things at home, and he handled them smoothly, and it didn't take much time to deal with them.

He took the things into the kitchen: "Brother Tang, I've taken care of all these things, it's getting late, I should go back, where is the cloth you want me to bring?"

Tang Yuan was kneading dough, when he heard Su Nuo's words, he wanted to get some cloth.

"Brother Tang," Su Nuo exclaimed, stepped forward to block Tang Yuan's flour-soaked hands that were about to wipe his body, "Don't get your clothes dirty."

Only then did Tang Yuan realize what he had done stupidly, and retracted his hand in embarrassment.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, how could he do such a stupid thing in front of the boy!

"Please scoop up a ladle of water for me, please." Tang Yuan felt a little nervous when he saw the boy's eyes for no reason. He turned his gaze away, "I'll get it for you."

It was the first time for Su Nuo to see him like this, and he was amused, but he was afraid that Tang Yuan would be embarrassed by seeing him, so he held back his smile and scooped up a ladle of water for him.

"Brother Tang, you don't need to be in such a hurry. My house is not far away, so there is time."

Tang Yuanqing coughed twice, quickly wiped his hands clean, and took out the two pieces of cloth from the room.

Su Nuo took the cloth and said enviously, "Brother Tang will not worry about running out of clothes now."

Originally, this was just a normal exclamation with some jokes, but when Tang Yuan saw the young man's appearance, his head got hot, and he said unexpectedly: "If you like it, I will give you that piece of muslin."

"Ah?" Su Nuo was stunned by his words, his fair face turned red within two seconds, he subconsciously tightened his arms holding the cloth, lowered his head not daring to look at Tang Yuan, and trotted in a hurry He left, "Brother Tang, I'm going back first."

Tang Yuan waited for Su Nuo to run away before realizing it, and slapped his forehead hard.

What the hell is he talking about!The boy must have thought he was teasing him, right? !

Thinking of those ancient rules, Tang Yuan's head blew up. Su Nuo wouldn't misunderstand that he had something wrong with him, so he would stop dealing with him in the future, right?

Thinking of this, Tang Yuan couldn't help but wanted to catch up and explain clearly, but stopped after walking a few steps.

How would he explain it when he chased after him?Originally, what he said was just a little ambiguous, but he chased after him to explain it, but he seemed guilty.

If he categorically denied that he didn't mean that to Su Nuo, he couldn't say it for some reason.

But Su Nuo has such a good temper, he still carried his cloth and walked away, thinking that he didn't mean to cut off contact with him.

While comforting himself in his heart, Tang Yuan suppressed his uneasiness, and finally took his things and went to work in the kitchen!

It doesn't matter, if the boy is really angry because of this, at worst he will make amends until the boy forgives him!

Here Su Nuo was also feeling uncomfortable, he covered his chest with one hand, he felt his heart beating wildly, and his face was extremely hot.

Brother Tang, what does this mean? Is it...does it mean that you like him?

There was secret joy in his heart, and he frowned again.

But Brother Tang never said it before, could it be that he misunderstood?Brother Tang is a good person, and it seems normal to give him the cloth after hearing him say that.

The more Su Nuo thought about it, the more he felt that it was what he thought it was, and he was embarrassed for a while.

What a shame!Maybe Brother Tang thinks in his heart that he is being self-indulgent!

"Brother Nuo, what are you doing standing at the door, why don't you come in?" Seeing Su Nuo standing in front of her door in a daze, Granny Wang called out.

Su Nuo came back to his senses, suppressed his complicated emotions, and entered the yard.

The yard is very clean, but smaller than other houses in the village, and there are a few piles of firewood in the corner.

"Grandma Wang, hasn't Da Zhuang come back after he went out to chop firewood?" Su Nuo followed Granny Wang into the house with the cloth in his arms. The room was very dark with a damp smell.

Da Zhuang is the grandson of Grandma Wang. He lost his parents when he was only two years old. He and Grandma Wang depended on each other for life. He was only eleven or twelve years old. to sell for money.

"Soon, I should be back soon." Granny Wang poured a bowl of water for Su Nuo, smiling kindly, "What, you have something to do with him?"

Su Nuo just asked casually, he shook his head, and put the cloth on the only small table in the room with a missing corner.

Grandma Wang was so frightened that she put her hands on the cloth, wanting to touch it but dared not.

"It's like this, Brother Tang... that's Tang Yuan, the man who bought Aunt Wang's house and moved here after the disaster." Su Nuo pointed to the cloth on the table, "He wants to ask someone to make two clothes and the leftover cloth As a reward, I thought you were famous for your craftsmanship when you were young, so I told him about you."

"Really?" Grandma Wang looked at Su Nuo in shock, her eyes were red.

Since the death of her son and daughter-in-law, she raised her grandson alone, and the family was often hungry and full. If it wasn't for the help from the neighbors, his wife and grandson would have starved to death long ago.

Not to mention any clothes, her grandson is wearing old clothes of her son and daughter-in-law, they are sewn and mended. Cheap cloth head, and then mend it, don't pay attention to good looks, as long as it can cover the body.

Su Nuo nodded and said, "Of course it's true. If you need needles and threads, you can ask my mother to borrow them."

Granny Wang knew that it was Su Nuo's intention to help her, so she wiped her eyes with rough and thin hands.

"Don't worry, Brother Nuo, I will do well!"

Nuo Ge'er kindly helped her, she couldn't let Nuo Ge'er lose face in front of others!

Tang Yuan still prepared the ingredients for making cold noodles tomorrow, and then started making lo-mei.

He sliced ​​potatoes, dried tofu, etc., blanch the meat and chicken feet, removed the foam, took them out, and washed them with clean water.

Put the boiled and shelled eggs, meat, and chicken feet into the pot, add dried chili, bay leaf, cinnamon star anise and other marinade, and pour in the sauce prepared with light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, soybean paste, etc. juice, and then let the water cover the ingredients.

After the water boiled, boil it on low heat for another quarter of an hour. Tang Yuan was not very good at using the stove, so he could only stare at the fire in the stove, sweating profusely.

When it is almost cooked, pour in potatoes, kelp and other vegetables, and cook for another quarter of an hour.

Tang Yuan didn't have time to eat in the afternoon because he was making lo mei. He lifted the lid, and his stomach growled as the steam overflowed from the lo mei with the mixed smell of oil and various spices.

The meat in the pot has been boiled until soft and rotten, and the eggs and other vegetables have absorbed the brine and turned brown.

Tang Yuan couldn't wait to take out a piece of meat, the piece of meat was as big as an adult's palm, he blew two breaths indiscriminately, and took a big bite.

The meat he used to make braised pork belly was a piece of pork belly. He cut the meat in half and boiled it in the pot until it was very soft. When you sip it lightly, the fat in the meat layer quickly melted away, and the lean meat was not even at all. No firewood, very soft and tender.

Meat fills the stomach more than other things, and even a big man like Tang Yuan eats such a big piece of meat, and his stomach is six to seven cents full.

He ate two more marinated eggs, some potato chips, and chicken feet, and he was basically full.

Seeing that the moon was rising high in the sky, and only the sound of frogs could be heard, he hurriedly cleaned up the kitchen, put another piece of stewed meat and a few chicken feet away, and saved it for himself to eat tomorrow, and poured out the rest Put it in a large clay pot and put it on the stove with residual heat.

After that, I washed up casually and went to bed.

The next day he went out as usual, and then he heard a lot of people cursing.

"What were you doing last night, it's so fucking delicious, I didn't sleep well all night!"

"That's right! It's not a festival, what kind of prodigal stuff is made of meat! I can smell the smell of meat! It's so delicious!"

"Hey, don't talk about it. Yesterday my son woke up in the middle of the night and smelled the scent. He insisted on arguing for most of the night. No, I have to buy some meat today, or I will make trouble again!"

Everyone obviously didn't rest very well, their eyes were turning blue, and they were very angry.

Tang Yuan was silent as he listened, and quickly pushed the cart through the crowd.

He must pay attention in the future, and never cook at night again!

Tang Yuan's stall already has many regular customers. Seeing that he brought an extra big clay pot today, he said with a smile: "Brother, what do you put in this pot? It's also for food?"

"Yes," Tang Yuan lifted the lid, "There are some stewed meat inside, chicken feet cost two pennies, potatoes, dried tofu and seaweed all cost three slices."

The price is indeed a bit expensive, but Tang Yuan didn't intend to be cheap, so he just regarded him as capricious. He believed that no one could make his good taste.

If no one buys it, he can keep it for himself to eat.

The earthenware pot keeps warm. Although it took a long time on the road, because it is summer, it is still warm at this moment. Once the lid is opened, the fragrance will not be lost at all.

The fragrance was certified by the villagers who woke up hungry in the middle of the night, and quickly conquered this group of diners.

"A bowl of cold noodles, add all the lo mei again!" He read all of them, there are not many types, and he can eat all of them once!

Tang Yuan already knew this person, and it was the first time he bought cold noodles.

This man is the only son of Zhao Yuanwai, a well-known wealthy family in the town.

Tang Yuan added all the lo mei as he said: "Master Zhao, take it well."

Braised meat is expensive, and some people are still hesitating, watching Master Zhao finish eating, hoping that he will say something bad, so that they have a reason to persuade themselves not to buy it!

But it was obvious that they were going to be disappointed, Young Master Zhao wiped his mouth after eating, and immediately said: "I want all these lo mei! Wrap them up for me!"

Now those people regret it!

"Hey, Young Master Zhao, you should save some for us!"

Young Master Zhao sneered: "Who told you to act so slowly!"

Everyone had no choice but to say to Tang Yuan: "Brother, you must do more tomorrow!"

"Look, I don't know if I have time." If it wasn't for Su Nuo's help yesterday, Tang Yuan must have been very tired, but he can't ask others to help every time, "Don't worry, if I am busy, I will definitely come over Do something."

Now everyone regretted it even more, only Young Master Zhao went home happily carrying the lo mei to please his father.

It will be the end of the month in a few days, and Tang Yuan calculates that the cost of setting up the stall has been recovered, and he can also make a profit of Bailaiwen every day.

Business is good, but he is also tired. He wondered if he should ask someone to help, otherwise he would not have time to cook new food. Although the cold noodles also made money, but the weather will turn cold soon, and the cold noodle business will not be easy to do.

He wanted to ask Su Nuo if he would like to, but he was afraid that he would be angry last time... Forget it, he will ask tomorrow!

The author has something to say: Tang Yuan: I swear, I really have no plans for Nuo Ge'er.