Saying that, Song Xingchen ran out.

Although the shopkeeper was dealing with the Song family, the situation at their table had long been seen by the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Song Xingchen ran to Song Lu's side, put a large piece of tofu on a plate and ran into the restaurant.

"Little Er, do you have salt?"

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, and subconsciously looked behind the counter, where the shopkeeper was standing, and the shopkeeper nodded almost undetectably.

"Wait."

The shopkeeper is not happy to get salt, the current salt is officially controlled, and it is expensive, so naturally it is impossible to put the salt on the table like modern times, and those who want to use it can add it casually.

However, the white flower in Song Xingchen's hand still made him look a little strange, he had never seen anything like this.

When the shopkeeper took out the salt, Song Xingchen only sprinkled a little, and then ran to the shopkeeper with the plate.

"Here you go."

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, but he didn't expect this little girl to know who was the real person in charge of this place.

The shopkeeper smiled, didn't take it seriously, picked up a chopstick tofu and took a bite, and then, the whole person was stunned.

This, this, this...... Such a refreshing, tender food, it is simply unprecedented.

Although it was just sprinkled with a little salt, it was already so delicious.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but pick up another piece and wanted to eat it, but was stopped by Song Xingchen.

"Shopkeeper, do you think it's delicious?"

The shopkeeper touched his beard: "Little girl, you made this thing." ”

He could see that this family was not here to eat, but to sell goods.

"That's right."

Song Xingchen agreed.

"That little girl, how many of these things do you have."

"We can have as much as you want."

The shopkeeper saw a huge business opportunity from it, but although this tofu was rare, he still ate a smell of beans, obviously the original condiment is beans, but it is not expensive, but it is valuable to this thought.

"Then I want them all, and I will also want these things of yours in the future."

Song Xingchen shook his head: "You should also eat it, this thing is not very valuable, but it is difficult to make it, so at present, only our family can make it, I can't give you one, but I can send you a few recipes for making this thing, which are not available to others." So, how much money are you willing to charge now? ”

Song Xingchen looked at the shopkeeper with a smile.

It didn't take long for Song Xingchen and Yelang to come out of the restaurant and take all the tofu held by Song Lu into the restaurant, while the shopkeeper was chatting with Song Sanshan and Song Yang.

When I saw so much tofu, I was very surprised.

"From now on, you will send me fifty catties every morning."

The cost of a pound of tofu is less than ten yuan, but a pound of tofu can be sold for fifty yuan, so you can imagine the violence.

Fifty pounds is one tael of silver.

And it's just a shop.

Song Xingchen came to the back kitchen, while saying that the master of the back kitchen had made a thousand pages of tofu, although there were few condiments, but the taste of tofu and meat fried had already made everyone's mouth water.

Concocted according to the law, the Song family negotiated various restaurants within one day, and the price was 50 yuan.

In fact, Song Xingchen is already satisfied with this price, although it is said that things are rare and expensive, but the lack of greed is not a good phenomenon.

But she didn't know that the Song family had been stunned by this, and in their opinion, this was already a huge profit among the windfalls.

When they got home, the Song family was busy again.

Knowing that the patriarch and the village chief were here together, they smelled the smell of beans and fluttered for a while.

"Sanshan, what kind of delicious food do you have at home?"

Song Sanshan did not hide his secrets, cut two catties of tofu for him, and brought some salt and green onions, and the village chief and patriarch could not stop eating at all.

"I've never seen anything like this, it's delicious."

"This is called tofu, and it was figured out by my little girl."

The village chief and the patriarch were surprised: "How old is your little girl, she is really promising." ”

Song Sanshan laughed, and was honored.

"We are here to remind you that tomorrow is to worship your ancestors, you prepare, get a clean set of clothes to put on, and don't forget to bring Song Yang and wood."

Song Sanshan immediately nodded: "I remember." ”

The patriarch looked at the empty plate, and had an idea: "You eat well, the ancestor must like it too, why don't you bring some when you come tomorrow, and just give the ancestor a taste." ”

This is completely the taste that the patriarch is still thinking about, it is really delicious.

Song Sanshan just knew that it was nothing, and hurriedly agreed.

It is an honor to be able to place their family's tribute on the table where the ancestors are worshipped.

You must know that the Song family has a large population, although every family has prepared sacrifices, but there are very few people who can put them on the table, basically they are all eaten at the dinner after worshipping their ancestors, and what can be put on the table is not big fish and meat, but also the family's wealth, which can be said to give the Song Sanshan family enough face.

When the patriarch and the village chief left, Song Sanshan told the news to the Song Lu clan, and the Song Lu clan immediately drove Song Sanshan and his two sons back to the room and let them bathe.

Ancestor worship must be clean.

Then he devoutly cut two pieces of the best tofu and prepared it for tomorrow's ancestors.

The burden of delivery tomorrow will be on the shoulders of Song Yueya's sisters.

Sure enough, everyone in the Song family was shocked to eat the tofu, and some people wanted to find out how to make this thing, but they knew that it was made by the Song family Xingchen, and they were all stunned, what a six-year-old doll could come up with, they thought it was very simple, and they went home and tried it secretly.

And the guy in the old house of the Song family was about to make trouble on the spot, saying that this recipe was the ancestral recipe of their Song family, and let Song Sanshan steal it.

The patriarch was immediately furious, the ancestral things were all from the clan, when would the Song family be able to get it alone? If it was really Song Sanshan who stole the recipe from the old mansion, it was a group of people from the old mansion who stole the things in the clan and immediately sent them to the official.

The people in the old house were anxious when they heard this, how could this work, and quickly denied it.

Now, no one is saying anything on this ground.

But a few members of the Song family couldn't let it go after eating, so they immediately found Song Sanshan and asked Song Sanshan to send some to their family every day.

Although he only sent a dozen catties a day, the price was ten cents more than that sent to the hotel, and Song Sanshan immediately agreed.

The eyes of the people in Songjia Village turned green.

This Song family is too famous.

Because of jealousy, after worshipping the ancestors, the reputation of Song Sanshan's family became even worse.

They just counted the Song family, but they talked too much, the three of them became tigers, and the Song family was isolated all of a sudden, and even the village chief rarely contacted Song Sanshan's family.

When Song Xingchen realized that the beans at home were no longer enough, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

If the Song family wants to stay in the village, then they can't really be isolated, you must know that the ancient people only valued reputation more than modern times.

What's more, Song Yang still has to study, if Song Yang is an official in the future, the reputation of the township is also very important.

Song Xingchen held a family meeting again and brought up this matter.

"Dad, I don't think my beans are enough, you can go to the village to collect them, the price is a little more expensive, someone must be willing to sell."

When those people take advantage of the Song family, who will have any opinions on the Song family.

Song Sanshan immediately made a decision, and went to the village chief with tofu at that time.

The village chief was stunned when he heard Song Sanshan's words, and he was randomly ecstatic.

Everyone in the village watched the Song family earn money and was very happy, not to mention others, they were all red-eyed.

Now Song Sanshan is willing to take the people in the village to earn money together, and of course he can't wait to be the village head.

Moreover, the price proposed is not a little more than the market.

The next day, the village chief made all the villagers anxious, and Song Sanshan told him his plan, and overnight, none of the Song family members were arranged.

They are stupid, if Song Sanshan and they refuse to accept their beans because of those gossips, wouldn't it be worth the loss.

When the people in the old house heard the news, they all hated it.

"How did this thief suddenly become so shrewd." Mrs. Song couldn't understand that Song Sanshan, who had been stupid for so many years, suddenly became smarter, they just met people in the village and said that Song Sanshan was not good, seeing that the family couldn't stay in the village anymore, but this purchase of beans, who in the village dared to say bad things about them.

In the past, the people in the old mansion dared to make trouble, but now Song Sanshan has nothing to do with their family completely, the family tree has been changed, and they have no way to restrain Song Sanshan at all.

But seeing that Song Sanshan's family is getting richer and richer, how can they be willing.

"Mother, Song Sanshan said that the recipe called tofu was made by Song Xingchen's dead girl, otherwise, let's find a way to get the recipe, and if we get it, we won't be able to earn that money."

Old Lady Song's eyes lit up when she heard Song Dashan finish speaking.

"That's right, how big is the money-losing goods, if someone coaxes them a little, they will follow, go, let Qiuhua and Qiufen coax the money-losing goods, and we can earn the money that Song Sanshan can earn."

Song Qiufen and Song Qiuhua glanced at each other, they didn't think it was so easy, that Song Xingchen was also weird and terrible to be ruthless, and they had knocked out people's heads before.

But they didn't dare to disobey Mrs. Song, so they could only be obedient.

The family's tofu factory has entered a stable period, and more than 100 taels of silver can be dropped in a month, and Song Yang and Yelang also went to the town to study.

Both of them are hard enough, Yelang is okay, but Song Yang has become Mr.'s protégé, and he doesn't even have time to come back.

But Yelang walked for two hours every night and had to come back, getting up early in the morning and sending tofu to the town with Song Mutou and then going to the academy.