Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 694 Gradually outrageous (seeking a monthly ticket)

Everyone laughed loudly, but they still wished Song Laosan this old couple in their hearts. After all, the old couple really didn't have a son and a half in their whole life.

If there is a child to take care of them now, at least they will not be left alone when they are old.

And Chen Nian actually heard something from Song San's mouth. Although he told himself that after three days, he just lived there and didn't care about eating and drinking, but Chen Nian felt that if he behaved well these few days, after three days, the other party would definitely be the same. I will still take care of myself.

Old man Song San is typically a little arrogant, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dragged himself back from the cold wind.

Hearing this, he yelled even harder.

I don't know if it was because of the newcomers shouting, or for some other reason. After selling for more than half an hour, the pot of offal soup was bottomed out. They earned nearly a hundred yuan in one morning.

"After all, you still have the energy. Usually the old man yells, but after a while he can't stop yelling. Today our things are also selling fast."

"There is one last point, why don't you sell it, we can drink it ourselves." Xu Erni said.

Hearing this, Song Laosan was thinking of a way to make his tone sound harsher and make Chen Nian drink some soup, but at this moment, a man in a long gown full of patches popped out, trotting come over.

"Is there any offal soup?"

"Have a bowl."

Seeing this person, Chen Nian couldn't help frowning, because just now when other people were eating, Chen Nian saw this person wandering not far away.

I still look here from time to time.

As a result, he ran over suddenly at this time.

"It's you again?"

"There's still some offal soup left, but we don't plan to sell it, we drink it ourselves."

"Come on, old man, why don't you make money when you have money?" He said while taking out a penny from his pocket, and was about to put it into Song San's hand.

Unexpectedly, Song San dodged backwards, making him come to nothing: "Don't come here, how many times have you come here, every time you come when you see the bottom, just for the little piece of meat underneath. "

But seeing that Song San didn't accept his money, the man looked at Xu Erni again.

Xu Erni didn't plan to take it either, she still wanted to save the remaining bowl of soup for Chen Nian to drink.

So he also hid behind Song San.

And when the man saw that Xu Erni didn't want money, he immediately jumped up and grabbed Chen Nian's hand. Before Chen Nian could react, there was an extra copper in his hand.

"Okay, the money is accepted, and I'll drink the last bowl!" After speaking, he directly picked up the bowl of offal soup base that was just served, and started to drink it without caring about the heat.

In three to five seconds, he completely drank a bowl of offal soup.

While chewing on the finer pieces of meat left over from the dregs, he said with satisfaction: "Old man, your craftsmanship is still so good! Thank you very much today. When I get rich in the future, I will definitely patronize you. When the time comes The bowl is full of offal, not a drop of soup!"

After speaking, he swaggered away.

Chen Nian was stunned by this series of operations.

And looking at the back of the other party, Song Laosan was so angry that he blew his beard!

"This poor scholar has already started to snatch it!"

But now that the chop suey is sold out, it's time for them to go back.

On the way back, Chen Nian also learned that the man's name was Fu Ting, and he was a poor scholar in the county.

At the beginning, he still had some wealth, but after so many years, he has exhausted his family wealth, so gradually his heart changed drastically, and he became what he is now.

However, he was not from here at the beginning, and only came here after getting married, mainly because he was closer to Chang'an, thinking that he could enjoy the noble air.

But listening to Mr. Song's words, Chen Nian suddenly thought of someone.

That person was also surnamed Fu, and his name was Fu Xin.

After that, Chen Nian suddenly remembered that he had read some books that Fu Xin had read when he was in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The more I think about it, the weirder it becomes.

It seemed that the Xia Dynasty had not been established for a long time when I was here. At that time, the emperor of the Xia Dynasty seemed to be the second emperor, and the Taizu seemed to have died of illness within a few years of his reign.

And Xia Taizu also entered the capital in the name of the Qing emperor's side, and then succeeded in ascending to the throne.

But the dynasty that the Xia Taizu destroyed at that time seemed... to be Qi!
Thinking of Chen Nian's heart skip a beat.

The main reason is that the summer of the two dynasties still has a sense of substitution, but Qi is completely fabricated by the dream itself, so Chen Nian has not had a big impression and can't remember it.

But now that I think about it, it seems that these two are the same thing!
In other words, this time I came to the previous dynasty of the Xia Dynasty?
"It's really fun!"

"Recipe, recipe, can you think of this kind of thing?"

Now Chen Nian is very reasonable to suspect that this Fu Ting has something to do with Fu Xin.

Because he talked with Fu Xin when he was young, they didn’t live in Jiangnan, but in the north, he didn’t remember the specific place, Fu Xin returned to the old house in Jiangnan when he was five or six years old.

Moreover, Fu Xin's evaluation of his father is also very complicated.

It's just too paranoid.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that these two people can match up.

Fu Xin's family used to have quite a lot of property, but it was squandered by his father who had always failed the exam after the decline.

Otherwise, how could Fu Xin say that he is a child of a poor family, after all, the poor family is not the same as ordinary people, and the poor family has a family anyway.

At least some books to read.

Thinking of this, they went home first, Chen Nian was not in a hurry to verify this matter, after all, he would stay here for a long time, and he would have plenty of time to spare.

Now what Chen Nian is thinking about is how to earn some more money. Apart from helping out at Mr. Song San's house, he must also earn some income.

It is unrealistic to work as a servant for an inn or something, mainly because my time is not suitable.

Although I am educated and can write, if I go out to set up a stall to sell calligraphy, firstly, I have no money and can’t afford a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and secondly, it’s different in this county. Who will use you to write here?
Writing a letter from home can be mailed by someone, but the problem is that people can't understand it after receiving it. It is better to ask an acquaintance to bring a sentence with this skill.

So if you just make money by writing, you will starve to death.

Even if I have a little culture, I can impart knowledge to the young masters of rich people, but if they have the money, why don't they recruit talents like Fu Ting?

After much deliberation and aging, I still gave up relying on knowledge to make money.

After returning, Chen Nian caught a glimpse of a stone mill in the yard.

This gave him an idea.

"Yes, I can make tofu!"

"I'm good at this stuff. When I was in Jiangnan, I was called a tofu cowboy!"

(End of this chapter)