After leaving the iron shop, Qin Sanlang hesitated for a while and asked Gu Jinli: "Xiaoyu, what are you doing with these discus?" This costs a lot of money, do Uncle Dashan and Aunt Dashan know about this? ”

Gu Jinli looked at Qin Sanlang, the young man's face was only worried, and he didn't have any intention of blaming her for spending money indiscriminately, so he smiled and said, "Brother Qin, don't worry, my father and mother know, I told them that I wanted to order a discus and a hammer to squeeze soybean oil." ”

"Soybean oil?" Qin Saburo frowned, he didn't know about soybean oil.

"It's the oil squeezed from soybeans, which can be sold for money." Gu Jinli knew that Qin Sanlang was worried that she would lose all her money, so he said: "You don't have to worry that I will lose money, if the soybean oil can't be made, I can still sell the discus and hammer to the iron shop." ”

Iron can be melted and smelted again, so it will not be wasted. And the iron shop is happy to accept these things, after all, you don't have to go to the yamen again, it's a lot more convenient.

Qin Saburo saw that she had a plan in her heart, so she let go of her worries, and the two of them hurried back to the tofu stall.

Nowadays, the business of tofu stalls is already very good, and people who come to buy tofu with baskets or burdens are carried by them.

Chu's and Aunt Tian are frying tofu and bean dregs cakes on an iron plate, Uncle Tian is packing the guests with yellow paper, Luo Huiniang is watching the fire while taking seasoning and spice packets for the guests, Luo's father is moving white tofu for the guests, the third grandfather is collecting money, and everyone is very busy.

The guest was still urging: "Boss, you move faster, I'm still in a hurry to get to work, remember to add some spicy food to me." ”

The people who come to buy tofu include the residents of the town, the farmers who come to the town to sell agricultural goods, and the people who come to the town to work, and these workers feel that the bean dregs cake is fragrant, and those who are willing will buy one or two to eat as breakfast.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming soon." While responding, Chu Shi used a small shovel to turn the tofu and bean dregs cake on the iron plate, and after a while, he put the fried tofu and bean dregs cake in the basket on the side, and Aunt Tian handed it to Uncle Tian to pack.

Gu Jinli hurriedly went to help, they brought an extra iron plate today, she put the washed iron plate on the tandoor borrowed from the hanging pot workshop, and began to fry tofu and bean dregs cakes on the fire.

With a sudg, pour the meat oil on it, and wait for the white smoke to rise from the iron plate, then put the small pieces of tofu and the palm-sized bean dregs cake on the iron plate and start to fry them.

After a while, the tofu and bean dregs cake were fried until golden brown on both sides, and then grabbed a handful of seasoning spice powder, sprinkled on the tofu and bean dregs cake, the fresh and fragrant taste immediately came out, and then fried for a while, sprinkled with a little spicy sauce that the guests wanted, and this batch of tofu and bean dregs cake was fried.

Qin Saburo came over to help pack, and the group of eight people acted quickly, and after being busy for most of the hour, there were fewer guests, and they could finally take a breath and not be so busy anymore.

"I'm exhausted." Luo Huiniang was biting the bean cake while drinking the soy milk she brought from home, almost slumping on the stool: "Next time I won't come again." "It's easier to grind spices at home.

Gu Jinli turned the tofu and bean dregs cake with a shovel, and deliberately laughed at her: "You can't believe what you say, you said it last time, and you didn't come like this." ”

Luo Huiniang smiled: "It's interesting to think about it." ”

Although she was tired from the stall, she was able to come to the town to play, and she was happy to see people coming and going, and it was impossible not to come.

asked Gu Jinli again: "Xiaoyu, what did you go there just now?" ”

"I went to the blacksmith and made a few discus and hammers."

"Discus and hammers?" Luo Huiniang was puzzled: "What do you want that thing for?" ”

"Make oil." Gu Jinli sprinkled the tofu and bean dregs cake with seasoning spices, fried them for a while, sprinkled them with spicy seeds, and shoveled the tofu and bean dregs cake into the basket.

Qin Saburo held a small shovel in one hand, and a yellow paper folded into a funnel shape in the other, shoveled the tofu into the yellow paper with a shovel of six pieces, wrapped it in three or two, and handed it to the guests on the side: "Your fried five-spiced tofu is spicy." ”

"Eh, your tofu is getting more and more fragrant." The guest took the tofu, sniffed through the yellow paper, and left satisfied.

"Can a discus be made into oil?" Luo Huiniang continued to ask.

"Yes." Gu Jinli took out the tofu and raw bean dregs cake again, and continued to fry them on the iron plate.

Luo Huiniang didn't understand this, but she felt that it was better for Xiaoyu to play with the discus than to play with the snake, so she didn't ask again, but hurriedly finished eating and went to get the spice packet for the guest.

Today is not a market day, but their business is still good, and the tofu they brought is sold out before noon, and the spice packets are sold out as early as half an hour ago.

Many guests who came to buy white tofu did not buy seasoning and spice packets, and complained a few words, so they could only pick up the white tofu and leave abruptly.

Aunt Tian flipped through the basket: "This seasoning and spice package was brought according to the catties of white tofu, why was it sold out?" ”

Chu said: "Don't turn it over, it's sold out, and all the shops and stalls in the town that make food come to us to buy it." ”

The seasoning spices made of small fish taste so good that the food shops and food stalls in the town are rushing to buy them, and each time they buy dozens of packs or hundreds of packs.

When Aunt Tian heard this, she hurriedly said, "Then we have to hurry home and grind spices, otherwise we won't be able to supply them." ”

Gu Jinli was helping to clean up the tables and stools, listening to their words.

After a while, they cleaned up the stall and moved the things to the hanging pot shop to store them.

Dr. Du was seeing the guests, and when he saw them coming, he only took the time to say hello to them and started to get busy again.

Eight-year-old Du Xusheng saw Gu Jinli and them coming, and ran over with his five-year-old sister, shouting crisply: "Grandpa Gu, Uncle Luo, Uncle Tian......"

Shouted them all.

The third grandfather smiled and handed two packets of fried spiced tofu and bean dregs to their brother and sister: "Take it and eat it with my sister." ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Gu." Du Xusheng thanked him, stuffed two bags of things to his sister, and asked her to go back to the backyard to see the boiling medicine, while he helped move things, and he couldn't move the large items, so he helped move the stools, dishes and chopsticks until he finished moving the things.

The Hanging Pot Workshop was very busy, and after they finished moving things, they didn't stay long, so they only said a few words to Dr. Wu in the backyard, and then left the Hanging Pot Workshop and went to the grain store to buy soybeans.

"Shopkeeper, bring us three hundred catties of soybeans." Father Luo said to the shopkeeper of the grain store.

The shopkeeper of the grain shop is surnamed Tao, and he originally looked down on them who fled the famine, but they bought soybeans in the grain shop every day for half a month, and each time they bought hundreds of catties, the shopkeeper Tao paid attention to them, and every time they came, they were greeted with a smile.

This time was no exception, hearing Luo's father's words, he hurriedly walked out of the counter with a smile and said to the guy: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and get soybeans for Master Luo." ”

"Eh, let's go." The guys hurried to weigh the soybeans.

I thought that everything would go as smoothly as before, but when I was paying, the shopkeeper Tao said: "Now that grain is expensive, the price of this soybean has risen, and it will cost five cents a pound from today." ”

When Father Luo heard this, his face sank: "Five cents a pound? Why is it so expensive all of a sudden? ”

That's almost twice as expensive.

The shopkeeper Tao said with a smile: "You are fleeing the famine, and you also know that the northwest has been dry for more than two years, and there is no harvest of grains. ”