This made Song Sanshan and Song Yang have nothing to say, in the final analysis, the recipe for this tofu is Song Xingchen's, and Song Xingchen will also take it away when she marries in the future, she doesn't care about it, and they won't say anything.

The money from the sale also went to the Song family, and it would not be taken away.

What Song Xingchen didn't say was that it would be too wasteful of the market to put it in the Song family, just without tofu, since the tofu has been figured out by herself, there is no need to smash it in her own hands, to put it bluntly, she also intercepted some knowledge of the future, which is opportunistic, if it is sold, it will allow more people to taste tofu, why not.

Song Sanshan always paid attention to Song Xingchen's reaction, and when he saw Song Xingchen giving Song Yang a secret message, he hurriedly sighed.

"Alas, Mr. Du, it's not that I don't want to do business with you, but you also know that this tofu is the lifeblood of my family, if you can eat tofu anywhere, anyone will make tofu, and our business will also be done."

Du Zhi saw that there was hope, and immediately said: "Of course, we will also be friends, the tofu made by the Du family is definitely not sold in the town, robbing your business, this is always okay." ”

Song Sanshan heard the answer he wanted, but he didn't immediately agree.

"Well, I'll discuss this matter with my mother-in-law."

Du Zhi immediately nodded: "That's nature." ”

Song Sanshan smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Song Lu came here.

"The wine is here, you can taste it."

Song Lu then looked at Song Xingchen: "Xingchen, I saw that your wine was missing a jar, and said, did you drink it secretly?" ”

This wine is so strong, before Song Lu's Song Crescent Song Moon Song March including Song Mutou only drank a small bowl and was unconscious, the next day I had a headache for a day, and no one at home drank this wine after that, but the wine was inexplicably missing a jar, which made Song Lu think of Song Xingchen.

Song Xingchen immediately waved his hand: "No, no, no." ”

Song Yang immediately arrived: "Mother, it was Xingxing who sent me a jar to Dr. Shen last time." ”

Although the Song family doesn't sell medicinal herbs now, the relationship with Shen Yi is still very good.

"That's okay, if you drink it yourself, see if I don't break your legs."

As he spoke, he looked at Du Zhize: "Sir, try it." ”

Then the lid was lifted, and a rich taste of green fruit wine came, which was very mellow.

But the taste of this wine is different from that of simple fruit wine, which makes Du Zhi a little surprised.

After taking a sip, Du Zhi, who was not prepared at all, instantly turned red.

But with the blush was his beating heart.

Spirits, it turned out to be spirits, he didn't expect that the spirits that the whole Zhou had been looking for would be found in such a remote village.

At that moment, countless thoughts came out of Du Zhize's mind.

And the pickers who came with Du Zhi were also shocked, they traveled all day long, they didn't know any news, and they hadn't heard of anything.

The emperor asked the imperial merchants of the major imperial wines to develop spirits, but so far, there has not been much progress, but this wine, this wine is actually ......

Song Xingchen saw that Du Zhize's face changed several times, and in the end, he even showed a greedy look, but fortunately, Du Zhize suppressed that look and didn't let him make a mistake.

The Du family firm was the second largest firm in the Great Zhou, only after the Qin family.

Moreover, the Qin family mainly makes a big restaurant, and their Du family is famous for being a commercial house, and more time is a cooperative relationship with the Qin family.

With a family background like the Du family, would it be necessary to grab a countryman's wine and enter the palace to seek His Majesty's Longen? Such a method is too inferior.

"Brother Song, do you know how much your wine is worth?"

Song Sanshan was a little stunned, thinking that Song Xingchen had added something to the wine, and looked at Song Xingchen randomly.

Song Xingchen was caught as soon as he touched a piece of tofu, and the whole person shook his head for a moment, and then hurriedly shook his head.

Where did she dare to put things indiscriminately, she had failed so many times before, and she had wasted so much wine, she was about to die of chanting.

Song Sanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

"We don't have anything valuable in the mountains, it's all children playing around."

Du Zhi was completely surprised, joking, child?

"What is this wine?"

"This wine was made by my little girl."

Du Zhi was looking at Song Xingchen at this time, a little girl with bright eyes, but her skin was white and tender, her eyes were round, and although she was wearing simple clothes, she looked extremely smart.

The people sitting there make people feel unusual.

"Sure enough, heroes have been teenagers since ancient times."

Song Xingchen grinned, then lowered his head and continued to eat tofu.

She's not a teenager, she's still a child.

In the end, Du Zhi left four thousand taels of silver when he left, and took away a recipe that Song Xingchen dictated for Song Yang to write, as well as a jar of syrup.

The key to making tofu is the slurry water, without which nothing can be done.

When Du Zhize left the Song family, he slowly spoke.

"Brother Song, your daughter is a little god of wealth, you must take care of it, and if you have time, you can go to the county for a turn, especially pay more attention to the emperor list, maybe there will be a different harvest."

Du Zhi said that this is all about this, and how far the Song family can develop depends on the creation of the Song family.

sent Du Zhize away, but few people took his words to heart.

In the eyes of the Song family, is it strange that Song Xingchen is the little God of Wealth? Isn't it taken for granted?

And the Song family had an extra 4,500 taels of silver the day before the house was speculated.

Song Lu's family was angry when he knew that Song Xingchen had sold the house, and wanted to beat her up, but he was reluctant.

Song Yue, Song Yue, Song Yue, and Song March all protect their sister well, not to mention that his two brothers and a son-in-law are blocked in front, and it is even more difficult to reach Song Xingchen than to ascend to the sky.

But when he saw the 4,500 taels of silver tickets, the whole person was stupid.

"Boss, this money...... It's true? ”

Song Lu counted the money several times.

"Of course."

Song Lushi became nervous all of a sudden, and after looking back and forth several times, he didn't see a good place, and he brought it up again.

"Where do you put all this silver, what if it's stolen? What if it catches fire? If only ......"

Song Xingchen looked at Song Lu helplessly: "Mother, can't you look forward to something good." ”

Song Lu glared at Song Xingchen, and finally nodded at her head.

"Next time, dare to break your leg like this."

Song Xingchen turned around and got into Song Yueya's arms.

"Eldest sister, woo woo, I can't stay in this house, my mother has said more than once that she wants to break my leg."

Song Lu glared: "You little rabbit cub, I just said it twice." ”

Song Xingchen was even more energetic: "Look, look, it's not once, it's twice." ”

Song Yueya patted Song Xingchen who was already laughing and leaned back, where could he still speak, everyone else was the same.

And the Song family sat together and chatted brightly, but they didn't know that there were two people standing outside the door of the Song family, looking at the gate of the Song family through gritted teeth.

"Mother, I've already asked someone to help, can things be done tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, sure."

Old Mrs. Song is already crazy, as long as she can make Song Sanshan's family unhappy, she will be better.

Song Xingchen returned to his room, the wood is all natural now, there is not a nail in the interface, and he is not afraid of any formaldehyde at all, although it is still early summer, but the kang in everyone's house is warm a few days in advance, and now he doesn't feel damp.

Song Xingchen rolled around twice on the tatami mat-style kang before finally stopping, taking a deep breath of the quilt covering his body, not to mention how proud he was.

I couldn't help but sing: "I smiled proudly, I smiled proudly." ”

Before he could sing a few words, he heard the door open, and Song Yueya walked in with Song Yue and Song March.

"Hey, sister, why are you here?"

"Let's go take a bath, tomorrow we will flip the house, and everyone will clean up."

Every time I enter the courtyard, there is a bathroom and a toilet, which are designed according to Song Xingchen's words, and have both the needs of cleanliness and convenience.

However, they still can't escape the need to boil water in the bath, but fortunately, the water can flow into the tub along the pipe, so they don't need to carry the water twice.

After washing, open the valve, and the water flows down the sink to the outside, which is particularly labor-saving.

This is the recognized favorite of the Song family, and it is also recognized as convenient.

Song Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Sister, do you want to try the bathroom or do you have to take a bath." ”

Song Yueya pinched Song Xingchen's face: "You ghost girl, we don't want to give you a bath, it's just a pig." ”

"Yes, why not, three beautiful women waiting, how happy."

Song Yue saw that Song Xingchen was getting more and more disagreeable, so she went over directly, picked up the person and ran towards the bathroom.

Song Yueya and Song March followed, and the courtyard was full of laughter for a while.

In the courtyard of the second entry, Song Yang was using the bathroom, Song Mu felt too hot, and pulled Yelang to take a bath in the yard, and couldn't help but smile when he heard the laughter behind the yard.

"Yelang, you really took a big advantage, our little god of wealth was set by you so early."

"Hmm." Yelang heard Song Xingchen's laughter, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile.

Little Star, it's his.

Just thinking about it, his heart is full.

Song Mutou couldn't see Yelang's smug appearance, and poured a scoop of hot water over it.

Seeing that Yelang didn't react, he pouted his lips in a boring way.

And the Song Lu clan in the most formal courtyard is the most melancholy and the most unhappy.

"Alas, you said that the house we lived in used to be small, but our sons and daughters are nearby, and we can hear their breathing when we sleep, how nice."

Song Sanshan had just finished washing, and he was feeling refreshed, when he heard Song Lu's complaint and turned his head.

"Who said it was bad before."

Song Lu stared.