Although the imperial court resumed the scientific expedition, it was not about to be held, and it took a few months to prepare from the promulgation of the news to the holding of the event, and it was just the beginning of the autumn season, although there were a little more mosquitoes, but the air was warm and warm, and it would not freeze people out of a good place; The prefectural examination will not be held until February next year. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guan Xiucai talked to Wen Zixia for a while, and then left with a few books. He found that the Li family and the Wen family had a rich collection of books, and he had not read many books, so he would go to the two houses every once in a while to borrow a few books and copy them. He thought that the books of the two families were handed down by the ancestors of the Li family, but he didn't know that these were all gifts from Han Nuo to Li Yishu and the Wen brothers.

Wen Zixia digested it for a long time to calm down the excitement, walked to the table, and wrote down the review plan for the next few months, not only his own, but also Li Yishu and Wen Ziyu, and the two younger brothers would follow him to take this exam.

After hearing the news of the restoration from his younger brother, Li Zhoule cooked a very sumptuous meal for his younger brother and the Wen brothers to enter to celebrate.

"Wow, that's so good." Wen Zijue stared at the chicken leg and drooled.

"It's a bit stressful." Wen Ziyu said.

"Sister, aren't you afraid that we won't be able to pass the test?" Li Yishu was a little afraid to eat the food in front of him. These were his sister's hopes for them, but he was afraid of failing them.

"If you can't pass the test, you can't pass the test, and you can continue to take the test in the future. Our family is living a good life now, and you don't need to worry about the money life anymore, as long as you study hard. Li Zhoule said with a smile. Although she hopes that her younger brother and they can have a good future, she does not force it, "This meal is a celebration, a celebration for Brother Wen." ”

"Oh~~~~~~" Li Yishu and Wen Ziyu laughed at the same time, "Sister is full of confidence in Brother Wen!" ”

"Needless to say. My eldest brother is very well educated. Wen Ziyu is proud of such a big brother.

Wen Zixia raised the corners of her mouth and smiled gently, and said, "I will work hard to live up to your trust in me." ”

After speaking, his eyes fell on Li Zhoule, and he said softly: "Zhou Le, when I pass the exam, I will ask the matchmaker to come to the door to choose the day of marriage." ”

Li Zhoule's face turned red, and he turned around and hid in the kitchen in shame. Wen Ziyu and Li Yishu looked at Wen Zixia and smiled, Wen Zijue didn't know why, but he also learned from the two brothers and smirked. Wen Ziyu rubbed Wen Zijue's little head angrily.

Everyone is very happy to eat a meal, although the conditions of the two families have become better now, but meat food is not eaten every day, today's meal has chicken, duck, meat and fish, and several people who eat are full of oil, refreshing.

After eating, several boys of male gender went into the house to study and study, Li Zhoule washed the dishes, got needlework and thread to embroider in the yard. The April sun shone on people's bodies warmly, making people drowsy, and Li Zhoule couldn't help but slowly squint his eyes.

"Zhou Le, at home!" Aunt Mancang's voice came from outside the yard, Li Zhoule immediately opened his eyes, stood up and opened the door to welcome Aunt Mancang into the yard, and invited her into the house, but Aunt Mancang refused, thinking that it was good to be in the yard and bask in the sun.

Aunt Mancang handed her embroidered embroidery to Li Zhoule. Since last month, Aunt Mancang has stopped embroidering handkerchiefs, and began to embroider large embroideries, she embroidered the four gentlemen of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, double-sided embroidery, it took two months, and now it has just been embroidered and brought over.

Li Zhoule opened the embroidery and carefully checked whether there were threads and flaws - this is something to give to the "fairy lord" Sister Han, there must be no flaws - after all the inspections, Li Zhoule resumed his smile: "My aunt's embroidery skills are really good, this embroidery is really good." You wait for me, I'll go get you the money. ”

As he spoke, he went into the room and put the embroidery away, took a piece of silver and gave it to Aunt Mancang.

"Auntie, this is your payment."

Aunt Mancang was taken aback: "So many?!" ”

"Zhou Le, are you giving too much?" Although Aunt Mancang was very greedy for these two pieces of silver, she still reminded Li Zhoule uprightly. You must know that the embroidery she embroidered can only be sold for four or five hundred copper coins at most in the embroidery village in the county seat, but now Li Zhoule has doubled her remuneration. She was worried that Li Zhoule was giving these money in order to take care of them, which would attract the dissatisfaction of the owner of the embroidery village.

Li Zhoule smiled and stuffed the silver into Aunt Mancang's hand: "Auntie, your embroidery is worth this price." You don't have to worry about the boss, she is very nice and generous, and she has set the standard and price for every embroidery item with me. The value of your embroidery is set by the boss himself. ”

If it weren't for the fear that Aunt Mancang would be scared, Li Zhoule would still want to give them a higher salary. You must know that every time Sister Han gives her a reward to Wei'an Pawnshop, she can exchange it for hundreds of taels of silver, and she can buy thousands of such embroideries.

Since Li Zhoule said so, Aunt Mancang accepted the silver with peace of mind. I saw that he carefully put the silver into his arms, pressed his chest uneasily, and smiled reassuringly after feeling the hardness of the silver.

"Zhou Le, my aunt came to you and had one more thing I want to ask you."

"If there's something, just say it." Li Zhoule smiled softly.

Aunt Mancang said: "Last time you sent a few salted eggs, the one that helped out tasted really delicious, and my family and Xiaoxia love to eat it." I'd like to ask you how that salted egg is made. Of course, if it's inconvenient to say, I'll trade something else for salted eggs with you. ”

Li Zhoule said: "What's inconvenient about this, the method of making salted eggs is very simple, let me tell you, you can remember it at once." First boil a pot of hot water close to boiling, add half a jar of coarse salt, so that the salt and water are well mixed together; Wash the duck eggs and eggs with clean water, be sure to wipe the water on the eggshell before putting them into the jar, wait for the brine to cool, and then pour the mixed liquid into the container full of eggs, and then add an appropriate amount of liquor, the higher the concentration, the better; Make sure that the liquid covers the top eggshell, then seal the jar and store it in a cool place, and after half a month, you can get salted eggs. When the time comes, take it out and cook it, and you can eat it. ”

Aunt Mancang listened very carefully, and carefully wrote down these steps, and after seeing Li Zhoule close her mouth, she smiled and thanked: "It turns out that making salted eggs is so simple, we didn't think of it before, or Zhou Le, you are ingenious, you thought of such a method, but eggs and duck eggs are not only easier to preserve, but also so delicious." ”

Li Zhoule just smiled, this method was not what she thought, but Sister Han taught her. There are a few chickens and ducks at home, and there are eggs and duck eggs in the account every day, Li Zhoule was afraid that the eggs and duck eggs would spoil after a long time, so he consulted Sister Han, who was omnipotent, and immediately taught them such a simple and practical way to make eggs and duck eggs more delicious.

Aunt Mancang left the Li family with the method of making salted eggs and a tael of silver. When I got home, I immediately started making salted eggs. Half a month later, Aunt Mancang's family ate delicious salted eggs. As a result, other ladies and daughters-in-law in the village learned from Li Zhoule and Aunt Mancang how to make salted eggs. More than a month later, the whole village was served salted eggs. Then, the people in the village found out that salted eggs could be exchanged for money! The whole village is Kangfeng!

Here's the thing. Uncle Manjin's youngest son, Bimu, is a junior in an inn in the county town, this kid is only one year older than Wen Zixia, but he has been working away from home for three or four years, and all his monthly wages are paid back home so that his family can buy food and not starve. Aunt Man Jin and Uncle Man Jin felt very sorry for this little son, but life was difficult in the past few years, and they couldn't do anything for their little son; Now that life is a little better, they have surplus food to make some delicious food for their younger son. After the salted eggs were ready, Aunt Man Jin filled half of the salted eggs and brought them to her son. The inn includes food and accommodation, but the ice is not good, except for a bowl of brown rice per meal, the dishes are leftovers for the guests, and sometimes the guests have no leftovers, so they can only eat. At this time, Bimu took out the salted eggs that were then cooked on the stove, peeled off the shells, and broke them in half. The golden egg fat was poured on top of the brown rice, and the color and aroma were watering. Another little two dimly slipped out of this saliva and asked: "Bimu, what kind of egg is this, why is it so beautiful and fragrant?" ”

Bimu said proudly: "This is the salted egg made by my mother." I've eaten it at home, and it's delicious. ”

Ah Guang smacked his mouth, looked greedy and asked, "Can I taste it?" ”

Bimu generously sandwiched half of it and put it in Ah Guang's bowl: "Give you half of it, it should be able to make the next bowl of rice." ”

Ah Guang thanked him, and carefully put a small piece of salted egg into his mouth: "...... ┭┮_┭┮It's delicious, it's delicious. ”

"What's so delicious?" The shopkeeper of the inn was attracted by Ah Guang's reaction and asked curiously.

"Shopkeeper, it's a salted egg made by Bimu's mother, and it tastes so delicious." Ah Guang is like a brain-dead fan to the shopkeeper Amway's salted eggs.

The shopkeeper's gaze fell on the bowls of the two people, and the golden shine made the shopkeeper swallow his saliva.

"Is it salted eggs in your bowl? Give me a taste. ”

Bimu hurriedly handed his chopsticks to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper took a large piece of salted egg, enough to put the remaining half of Bimu's bowl into his mouth.

┭┮_┭┮, the shopkeeper was also conquered by the taste of salted eggs.

"Bimu, do you know how salted eggs are made?" The shopkeeper put down his chopsticks, grabbed Bimu's shirt and asked excitedly.

"......" Although Bi Mu was taken aback by the shopkeeper's reaction, he had a flexible head and replied to the shopkeeper, "I don't know how salted eggs are made?" Why don't I go home and ask my mother? ”

"Forget it." The shopkeeper waved his hand, and Bimu's words were like a basin of cold water poured down, which calmed him down a lot. He also figured it out, this salted egg should be someone's secret recipe, how could he tell him casually.

"Bimu, you go home tomorrow and bring all your salted eggs to the inn. I'll buy all the salted eggs in your house for five cents a piece. The shopkeeper made a decision.

An egg costs a penny, two duck eggs cost three pennies, and the shopkeeper buys a salted egg for five pennies, which is ten times longer. If it was an ordinary farmer, he agreed, but Bimu has seen a lot of merchants and guests from the south and north over the years, and he also understands some low-level business, so he made an embarrassed expression at the moment: "Shopkeeper, this salted egg is pickled by my mother with a secret recipe, the material is much more expensive than eggs and duck eggs, five cents a piece, I'm afraid it doesn't even cost enough." ”

The shopkeeper was a little angry because Bimu didn't think he had enough money, but the residual taste in his mouth reminded him how delicious this salted egg was, and if it was sold in the store......

"Ten cents for a salted egg, it can't be more."

Bi Mu's heart blossomed, but he still said honestly on the surface: "Okay, shopkeeper, I'll go back to the village after work in the evening." Come back tomorrow morning before the inn opens. ”

The shopkeeper was satisfied: "You don't have to wait for work, you can go back now." Today's wages will be given to you. ”

Bi Mu looked at the sun in the west, and it was not long before he slandered in his heart, but he still thanked the shopkeeper on the surface, and shaved the rice in the bowl in a few bites, went back to the house to clean up, and left the inn.

The shopkeeper looked at the empty bowl left by Bimu clean, not even a grain of rice and any oil left, and pouted his lips regretfully: "Cow chews peony." ”

Uncle Man Jin and Aunt Man Jin are very confused and worried about Bi Mu's homecoming, Bi Mu only has one day off every month, and he comes back in the middle of the month, and now it's only the end of April, why did this child suddenly run back? Did something happen? Or was fired by the shopkeeper.

Bimu hurriedly comforted Uncle Man Jin and Aunt Man Jin, and told in detail about the shopkeeper's reaction after eating the salted eggs. When Uncle Man Jin and Aunt Man Jin heard the price given by the shopkeeper, their eyes widened.

"Son, you're not wrong, are you? Is a salted egg really ten cents? Uncle Man Jin asked incredulously.

Bimu nodded: "Dad, mother, you heard it right. It is indeed a salted egg for ten cents. ”

He smiled: "Originally, the shopkeeper said that it was a salted egg for five yuan, but I said that the salted egg was pickled by my mother with a secret method with a lot of materials, and I am afraid that the five dollars are not enough for the cost." So the shopkeeper increased the price to ten wen. ”

"You stinky boy, you actually calculate your own boss!" Uncle Man Jin glared at his son, but laughed again, "But good job!" ”

Bimu laughed: "My son learned from you." ”

Uncle Man Jin uh-huh: "It is worthy of being my son." ”

Aunt Man Jin didn't have the same good mood as the father and son, and said with a bitter face: "Although this is a good opportunity to make money, the problem is that our family only made a dozen salted eggs and ate some." Now there are only eight salted eggs at most. ”

Bimu's sister Biye said: "Eight salted eggs are also eighty wen, a lot." ”

Uncle Man Jin thought for a while and said: "Everyone in the village makes salted eggs, and we go to each household to buy them, nine cents each, and one penny more as the cost of running errands for us." ”

Bimu praised his father: "Dad, this method is good." Not only do we make money, but we can also help the people in the village make money. ”

Aunt Man Jin slapped her thigh: "Okay, this is a good idea." However, we must tell them that we can't pass on the production method of salted eggs anymore, otherwise, we won't be able to make this money in the future. ”

Bimu nodded straightly. The family immediately went to other houses in the village to buy salted eggs.