Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 13 A certain death

  It was still dark, but Yang Deli got up early, and he had to make tofu.

  His bedroom is opposite to Jia Ping’an’s, which are two wing rooms. When he came out, he shouted: “Ping’an, get up and study.”

  Jia Ping'an is sleeping, this body is only fourteen years old, so sleepy!

   "Someone is endorsing a book." Jia Pingan responded, and then fell asleep.

   When he woke up, the sky was already bright. Jia Pingan rubbed his eyes, yawned, and lazily left the room to wash up.

   After breakfast, Yang Deli went to deliver tofu, and Jia Pingan wandered around the village with a book.

  Xu Jingzong’s thank you gift hasn’t come yet, but everyone in the village knows everything they should know. There was some ignorance in the eyes of the girls, and one of them even stared at Jia Pingan boldly.

  The fourteen-year-old boy looked extraordinarily immature. Datang's adult standard is 21 years old, but this is only an official regulation. In practice, teenagers in their teens are the labor force.

   Jia Ping'an touched his cheek and felt that he was quite handsome.

  Birds were chirping on the branches, a few dogs were wandering around lazily, and a group of chickens who didn't know who raised them were digging the soil...

  The early morning sun makes people slightly hot, which is very comfortable.

   Jia Pingan strolled out of the fort gate and stretched himself.

   On a sunny day, without any goals, Jia Ping'an's mind was completely emptied, and he felt that this was really good.

  In later generations, he will face various pressures, but here, he only needs to live well. In the future, when the matter of broom star gradually no one mentions it, he will marry a daughter-in-law and have a few children...

  He was strolling all the way, not far behind, two men were quietly approaching.

  One person whispered: "Are you sure it's the broom star?"

   "It's him, even a burnt ashes will recognize him!"

   The voice was a little louder, and it was heard by Jia Pingan in front. He was agitated, and when he looked back, he saw that there were two big men, so he ran towards Yangjiawu without hesitation.

   "Jia Langjun!"

  The two big men behind were shouting, chasing while shouting.

   Do you dare to underestimate brother's speed?

  In Jia Ping’s previous life, he encountered group fights while having supper in his previous life. The two red-eyed people would fight when they saw someone. He was watching the fun and he hurt the fish in the pond, and ran away in a hurry.

   "Jia Langjun!"

   Until he returned home, Jia Pingan seemed to be able to hear the shouts.

   "Is this trying to kidnap?" Jia Pingan felt that his situation was a little dangerous, "This Tang Dynasty is very dangerous! You must have the power to protect yourself, so let's practice!"

  He found a hatchet and started practicing in the yard.

   "Slash Huashan Mountain!" The hatchet slashed, and Jia Ping'an almost slipped to the waist.

   "Set fire to the sky!"

"Total Annihilation!"

   "Peace, so-and-so is back." Yang Deli came back. He first put down the burden, and then picked up a small piece of mutton from inside, "The butcher had to bargain with someone, and someone tormented him for half an hour until he was speechless, so I gave some more..."

  Jia Pingan couldn't help being surprised when he saw him proudly picking up a piece of meat about the size of his index finger: "That's all?"

  Half an hour of bargaining results so little?

  Yang Deli sighed: "Don't underestimate this piece of meat. If you put such a piece of meat in a pot of food, it will be boiled in mutton soup. It's so beautiful!"

   Jia Pingan was speechless, but Yang Deli was the main labor force in the family, so he could only say against his will: "My cousin is amazing."

"That's it." Yang Deli was quite proud, and then said: "I met two businessmen outside Wubao earlier, saying that they were chasing you but not catching up. They wanted to take the white jade tofu to sell in Chang'an, but they got the white jade tofu. Chang'an stinks, so I want to get some more, and take them to Chang'an with ice cubes. Hey! Ping An, what are you doing with your hatchet? Do you want to chop wood? Well, a certain person already chopped a bunch yesterday, but he didn't use it. gone."

  Jia Pingan was very speechless holding the hatchet, and then said with a dry smile: "Yes! I am going to chop wood. Although there are a lot, it is always good to chop more."

  He carried a hatchet to chop wood, but he was unlucky since he was a child, and he didn't do much work. Later, when I went to learn how to farm, I almost broke my instep with a hoe, and I became an idler.

  But Jia Ping'an in his previous life was not an idler, he could do many things.

  He simply went to get a wooden stick, and then went to get two large stones of similar weight and tied them at both ends, and then started to practice.

  After practicing a set of equipment, Jia Ping'an was sweating all over, so he went to take a bath.

  His body is a little cramped, and the flesh on his arms is very thin. But the only advantage is that the recovery ability is too strong, but after half an hour, the body is full of energy again.

"It's safe." Yang Deli came back carrying water, and said while pouring the water into the water tank: "I forgot, when I bought tofu in the morning, a businessman named Liu Jia said... that this white jade tofu is The cold salad tastes good, but the others don’t taste good, so they can’t be sold without the price. Several other merchants also followed suit, saying that they want us to lower the price of white jade tofu.”

   "Liu Jia, that's the businessman who squatted outside the gate of the fort last time." Jia Pingan was startled, and then said, "It's not a big deal, but cousin, can you agree?"

   "How is that possible!" Yang Deli widened his eyes and said, "A person who can eat a handful of rice for two days, just rely on them? I wish I could raise or lower the price...don't even think about it!"

   Jia Pingan thinks about it too, but this problem has to be solved, "Didn't someone say that white jade tofu can still be fried?"

Yang Deli said helplessly: "Those rich people... they said they don't know what cooking is. The fried rice you made last time is so delicious, so I won't." He said worriedly: "If it goes on like this , Our white jade tofu is afraid that it will become harder and harder to sell."

  If it can only be served cold, for those rich people, these ingredients are nothing, just a rarity.

   Jia Pingan sighed, and Yang Deli felt cold, "Why? No way?"

   "Relax." Jia Pingan thought for a while, and went out to buy by himself.

  He went all the way to the market in the county seat, and as soon as he entered, he met a man who knew him from the next village.

  The man's eyes were rounded, and his face was pale, "The broom star is here!"

  All eyes in the market were cast over, and then the crowd dispersed after a while.

   "Run!"

  In an instant, most of the people in the market were gone, and the rest were nervous and far away from Jia Pingan.

  So afraid of me? Jia Pingan said helplessly: "I just want to buy something."

  The broom star has to eat, right? If you don’t sell things, that brother can get them by himself!

   There was no response from the crowd. After a long time, a man in shabby clothes said: "What do you want to buy, give me five Wen, and I will buy it for you."

  Everyone couldn't help but praise, and someone said angrily: "The broom star made a lot of money by making white jade tofu, he is not short of money! Why didn't someone just think of buying things for him?"

  Even going out to buy things, Jia Pingan felt that such a day was too exciting.

   Later he went home with his things and asked Yang Deli to call the merchants who bought tofu.

   "Looking good!" Jia Pingan cooks himself, and the businessmen are three steps away, still a little scared.

  The copper pot looked like a three-legged tripod. Jia Ping'an was very awkward and really didn't want to cook.

   Pick up the oil pan and add the mutton.

   "Mutton and chicken are fine!"

  Then add sauce, tempeh, minced garlic, minced ginger...

  Add some water to boil later, put the tofu cut into small cubes and cook together, and finally start the pot, put pepper noodles, and chopped green onion...

   "Try."

   Jia Pingan went out with his hands behind his back, standing outside thinking about when to get an iron pot to use.

"tasty!"

   "Eh... Numb, and a bit spicy, tsk tsk! Delicious!"

"this…"

   "Can there be cakes? Rice is also available!" Several businessmen couldn't bear it anymore.

  Yang Deli hesitated for a moment, and said with a bitter face: "The Jia family is so poor that they can't get rid of the pot."

   But a large bowl next to it is full of rice.

  Someone glanced at Mi Fan, then looked at Yang Deli, and couldn't help but think that this man is stingy and has a talent for business, "We count the money together."

  Yang Deli served them rice now, so several businessmen squatted in the kitchen, pairing this tofu with rice, eating happily.

   "Good! Refreshing!"

  Several merchants came out, bowing their hands at Jia Pingan solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Jia Lang, for your advice. With this method, I think this white jade tofu can sell better."

"Steaming is also possible!" Jia Pingan felt that the cooks of those wealthy families were more conservative, "Tell them to try more, the so-called soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. As a cook, you have to keep pace with the times. "

  Businessmen clasped their hands, "Please be taught."

  The last time Liu Jia worked from the afternoon to the next morning, he wanted to monopolize the sales of white jade tofu. At this moment, after eating the tofu made by Jia Ping, I think it is extremely delicious, so I want to ask Jia Ping if there are other dishes. As soon as he took a step, he stepped on a vegetable leaf, slipped his foot, and rushed towards Jia Ping'an in despair...

  He saw the astonished expressions of several colleagues, but one of them was secretly happy. This person was called Peng Dashu, and he was in the wine shop business with him, so he was regarded as a deadly rival.

  Boom!

  Liu Jia threw Jia Pingan down just like that.

  Jia Ping'an felt his back was numb from the fall. After being helped up, he was about to get angry when he saw Liu Jia's face pale and trembling...

   "So-and-so is dead... Dead."

  Even Yang Deli had never been so close to Jia Pingan, so he was also confused.

  That Peng Dashu was secretly delighted, and then said seriously: "It's nothing, it's just bad luck."

   Unlucky? Afraid of being overcome to death!

  Everyone looked at Liu Jia with more pity in their eyes, and then they left.

   Someone asked before leaving: "Jia Langjun, what is the name of this dish?"

  Jia Pingan rubbed his painful waist, and there was a look of melancholy between his brows, "Ma Po Tofu."

   Mapo tofu of later generations! Add a fish-flavored shredded pork, as well as twice-cooked pork and fried fat sausage, all of which are sharp tools for dinner.

   After they left, Yang Deli wondered for a while how long it would take for Liu Jia to be restrained, and then wiped off the remaining soup in the copper pot with a large pancake. It tasted delicious.

   "Xiangxiang!" Yang Deli praised: "Peace, the book is really as you said... What kind of golden house and little lady?"

   "Yes." Jia Pingan said: "Cousin, why don't you learn too?"

  Although he does not agree with linking education with money, beautiful women and official positions, he can’t stand the fact that the cost of education in this era is too high. Without temptation, who is willing to study?

  You want to say that reading can make sense... living these days is happiness. As for the truth, the truth passed down by word of mouth from the ancestors is enough for those common people.

  Yang Deli nodded, and Jia Pingan taught him how to read...

  …

  On the occasion of the college entrance examination, Master Jia and Yang Deli, the king of luck, wished the students success in the toad palace and success in one fell swoop.

  The one-week anniversary of the release of the new book...Jazz quivered for support. Recommend tickets, leave book reviews, and actively speak, each of which is the lifeline of the new book, Jazz flips 360 degrees for support. Plus 720 degrees mid-air rotation, Thomas full rotation...

  (end of this chapter)