Reborn farmhouse busy farming

Chapter 12 Selling Rice Noodles

Luo Tiandu himself didn't mind it, and cheerfully asked Fang to borrow ten big bucks to buy materials for making rice noodle whistles.At first, Fang refused, so Luo Tiandu went to grind Luo Baisu, but in the end, Fang couldn't see it. It happened that half a fan of pork was put in the butcher's shop, and he bought a pair of pork belly and two pigs for twenty Wen. big bone.

Fang's cooking method is actually very ordinary, like most people in the village, all dishes are stewed, and there is no oil, so everything tastes the same.The pork belly was also stewed, with wild pepper, green onion, garlic and potatoes, stewed in a large pot, and the fungus that Luo Tian had picked before was boiled, and mixed with soy sauce, vinegar and garlic as a cold dish.

Luo Tian thought about it for a while, and since he was short of bowls, chopsticks, tables, chairs and benches, he went to a nearby acquaintance to borrow more than a dozen pottery bowls and three or four small benches, and he was ready.

Before dawn the next day, the family of four got up early, packed their things, and went to the Yongshui embankment.Originally Fang Shi did not allow Luo Tian to follow, she was too young to be of much help, and her eyes were just right, so let her rest at home.

Luo Tian insisted on following along, and said plausibly: "I'm alone at home, what if my sister-in-law bullies me again?"

Fang remembered how her eyes were hurt, and felt that the child was safe under her nose, so she agreed, but repeatedly told her not to run around on the embankment, but to follow her.

Luo Baisu and Fang's two loaded these pots and pans together on the wheelbarrow, and later, at Luo Tiandu's insistence, they picked up two buckets of water and brought them with them.The wheelbarrow wasn't big in the first place, but now it's packed to the brim, not to mention people sitting on it, and Mrs. Fang still holds the rice flour sieve.

Fang hesitated again, and discussed with Luo Baisu: "Why don't you let Xiaodu stay at home, she is too young, I'm afraid she won't be able to walk."

Yongshui River is not close to Luojia Village, and it takes more than an hour to walk there. Luo Tian is small, and Fang is afraid that she will not be able to walk that far.

Luo Tiandu shook his head and refused with great backbone: "I can walk by myself."

Luo Mingdu took Luo Tiandu's little hand and said, "Xiaodu can't walk anymore, I'll carry her on my back."

She is used to farm work, so it is no problem to walk dozens of miles.

Fang glared at Luo Tiandu, feeling that the two sisters are getting mixed up now, and they don't listen to her as a mother anymore.

When the family arrived at the embankment of the Yongshui River, they found that there were already many people on the edge of the embankment, and there were also many people carrying things like them to sell.

The task of repairing the levee is also divided. The levee to be repaired is distributed to different villages according to the distance, and the tasks of each village are assigned to individuals. Together, we all know each other well, so we can take care of each other.

Fang said hello to several acquaintances, and then helped Luo Baisu push the wheelbarrow to a sheltered stone, and then Luo Baisu picked soil to build two simple earthen stoves. So I went around to pick up some firewood.

At this time, the leaves are all gone, and there are dry branches all around, so it is easy to start a fire.

After settling down, Luo Baisu went to pick the embankment.

The bone soup and pork belly have already been stewed, and they only need to be heated on the stove for a little while before eating.As soon as Fang lit the fire and put the pot on the stove, a scent spread.

They all hurried on their way before dawn, and ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast indiscriminately when they went out. At this moment, they smelled the smell of pork belly, and several people's stomachs growled. Even Luo Tian felt a little hungry. .

There was no one in the morning, so the three aunts and six wives gathered together to chat and gossip, while peeking at Fang's pot.

Most of the people just brought some noodles, pickles and so on, and two of them, like Fang's, just cooked some noodle soup, and none of them prepared as carefully as Fang's.Most of the pickers are from poor families or thrifty people who are not willing to buy meat. If they are tired from work, it is good to be able to drink hot soup. Fang spends time and thought like this, I am afraid that in the end It's not even easy to earn back the capital.

Sure enough, at noon, the dike-pickers came back one after another, and the people around Fang's stove were the most, most of them were begging for a bowl of hot soup, but few actually bought rice noodles.Fang's broth is made from pork bones, which is somewhat more oily than other people's noodle soups. It smells like meat. The hot bone soup, paired with their own pickled vegetable cakes, is also a full meal.

Everyone is from the village, and Fang is not a stingy person. Besides, cooking rice noodles is not like cooking noodles. They are cooked after a little bit of boiling in water, and the soup is not wasted. When someone asks for soup, she will serve it. A small bowl, after a while, a small half of a large pot of broth went away, but not a single bowl of rice noodles was sold.

Fang's heart gradually became anxious.That sieve of rice noodles cost twenty yuan just to buy broken rice, not to mention that the whole family worked hard all day and spent a lot of firewood to steam it out. I used a lot of salt, sauce and vinegar. If you can’t sell a bowl, it’s a trivial matter to spend so much money. It’s really distressing.

When Fang was worrying, Luo Baisu and Lizheng led three people over.

Those three people were obviously not from Luojia Village, and they looked a little strange. The person in the lead had a different temperament from ordinary people. Although he was also dressed in coarse cloth, it looked like it was newly made, and even the creases from washing were still there. , but the aura between his brows couldn't be concealed.Taking a closer look, Li Zheng was respectful to that person, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was terrified.

As soon as the man came, the surrounding villagers "hula la" knelt down at once.Some knowledgeable people can still say "Caomin has seen the county magistrate", but most of them just knelt down and couldn't even speak.

It turned out that Tang County Magistrate of Jinyong County personally came to urge the villagers to pick up the embankment!

County magistrate Tang looked very kind, and hurriedly asked everyone to get up.

People in this era are still in awe of the government. Usually, those high-ranking officials and dignitaries can only be heard in dramas. Unexpectedly, a real official stood in front of him. Even if it was just a county magistrate, he was still an official. It also made these villagers who only deal with soil on weekdays fearful.Seeing Lizheng's expression was the same, he wanted to say a few more words with County Magistrate Tang to establish a relationship, but he was also afraid that what he said would cause some disaster if he said something wrong.

On the other hand, Luo Baisu, who had read the books of sages for several years, had a much calmer attitude towards County Magistrate Tang. After asking the county magistrate what he meant, he asked Fang to order rice noodles.

The two servants who followed the county magistrate looked around and saw that Fang's place was fairly tidy, Fang's hands were washed before serving rice noodles, and the dishes and chopsticks were also cleaned, so they nodded and used their sleeves to clean the place. Wipe the bench clean and invite the county magistrate to sit down.

Fang cooked a large bowl full of rice noodles, added a spoonful of pork belly, filled a small bowl full of pickles, and served it to the magistrate Tang.

Because there was no table, County Magistrate Tang had no choice but to sit on a bench with a bowl in hand and start eating.

After taking a bite, he raised his head and said, "Sister Fang, what kind of noodles are you? It doesn't taste like white noodles, but it tastes like rice cocoons from the south, but it is smoother and more refreshing than rice cocoons, and has better toughness."

Fang lived in the north since he was a child, so he didn't know what a rice cocoon was, and when he heard the county magistrate speak, his hands were shaking with nervousness, and he couldn't speak at all.

Luo Tiandu knows that rice cocoons are also steamed with rice, which is similar to the method of making rice noodles, except that there are a few steps missing, and the steamed rice cocoons are not smooth enough, and the toughness is not good. It is easy to become a paste, and the taste is not as refreshing as rice noodles.

It seems that the county magistrate of Tang should be from the south, so he is so familiar with him.

Immediately, he smiled and said crisply: "My lord has good eyesight, this is indeed made of broken rice."

Seeing that County Magistrate Tang did not dislike it, Mrs. Fang gave a bowl to each of his two attendants, and the fourth bowl belonged to Luo Baisu.

Luo Tian looked over coldly, this County Magistrate Tang really didn't have any airs, he didn't feel at all uncomfortable in the air of eating rice noodles with a bowl in his hand, he seemed like someone who couldn't get enough all year round.The Yongshui River flooded every year, and the villagers picked up the embankment every year. The county magistrate of Jinyong County changed one after another, and the county magistrate like Tang was the first to put on civilian clothes and go down the embankment himself.I don't know if the county magistrate of Tang is really serving the people wholeheartedly, or if he is just trying to make a name for himself.

She really hoped that the County Magistrate Tang would be a good and honest official, so that they could also enjoy the honor and live a good life for a few years.

These days, corvée is just a coolie, and it’s still a free coolie. There is no lunch break. The county magistrate Tang and his party finished eating rice noodles, wiped their mouths, and went to the dike again.

When Luo Tiandu went to pick up the bowl, he found that fifteen large coins had been deducted from the bottom of the bowl. It should be that Tang county magistrate was afraid that the Fang family would not accept the money, so he kept it on purpose.

When she handed the money to Mrs. Fang, Mrs. Fang sighed: "Master Tang is really a good official."

The aunts and daughter-in-laws around also nodded repeatedly, and they were a little jealous of the rice cocoon made by Fang's, which could be bought and eaten by County Magistrate Tang.There are a few who are usually greedy, but at this time they can't take their eyes off Fang's pot.It's just that the peasants are always frugal, and those who come here to set up stalls at this time want to earn a couple of dollars to supplement their families. If they don't get any money, they spend it instead to buy food.

One of them, a daughter-in-law who loves to take advantage and is very greedy, stared greedily at the pot of pork belly, and flattered Fang: "I woke up in the middle of the night, and I haven't even had a mouthful of hot soup yet. Fifth Sister-in-Law, how about you scoop up a bowl of bone soup for me too?"

Fang really scooped up a bowl of broth and handed it to her.

The daughter-in-law took a sip of the soup, stared at the pork belly and refused to move her eyes, and said: "Sister-in-law, your pork belly is really delicious, you can also give me two spoonfuls to taste, and I will give it to the child's father later." Cook it once."

Luo Tian was afraid that Fang Shi would really come out to be that good old man, so before Fang Shi could speak, he looked at the daughter-in-law with a smile and said: "Seventh Aunt, the rice noodles made by my mother are delicious, why don't my mother cook a bowl for you too?" The county magistrate just praised the rice noodles made by my mother as delicious! Five big coins are not expensive."

What a joke!There are about a dozen aunts and daughters-in-law here, and they are all from the same village. Seriously, the ancestors are more or less related to each other. It is impossible to give her a free meal. If one person gets a bowl, then she doesn’t have to do business. Knowing that they went out before dawn, they have been so busy that they haven't had a bite yet!
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