After talking with the old man, Zhang Jiuxin suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier, but there was a motivation in his heart.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Zhang Jiuxin couldn't wait to uncover the porcelain that had been sealed under the kitchen.

"Xiao Jiu, I can't help it!"

Wu, who happened to get up to make breakfast, caught a glimpse of it, trotted over with his little feet, and pressed back the plug that Zhang Jiuxin had pulled up without saying anything:

"The longer this tofu is sealed, the better the taste will be, it's only been sealed for two days, Xiao Jiu, you have to be a little patient, you can't open it now."

"Mother, the secret recipe says that it can be eaten the next day after sealing, haven't you witnessed the miracle of its rapid mold, no problem."

Zhang Jiuxin smiled and pulled the stopper again, and when he saw it, he saw that the neatly stacked tofu had been colored and turned into green bean curd.

"This. This, Xiao Jiu, is this really done? ”

Generally speaking, it takes at least seven or eight days to color and produce after the process is sealed, Wu blinked in disbelief.

"Mother, let's just taste it!"

Zhang Jiuxin used chopsticks to pick up a few small pieces of cyan bean curd and put them on the triangular flavor plate, the old man came back from the backyard martial arts exercise and caught a glimpse, his eyes lit up, and he surrounded him:

"Xiao Jiu, this is what you said yesterday about homemade tofu?"

"Naturally, grandpa, you eat a lot of food, you taste it and see how it compares to the outside?"

Zhang Jiuxin picked up a corner and handed it to the old man's mouth, the old man hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"Grandpa, how does it taste?"

The old man first chewed carefully, and then his eyes lit up:

"Yes, yes, it's a lot more delicious than that of Shufangzhai, the first food store in Shaoxing Mansion."

The old man swallowed the tofu with a smack:

"Xiao Jiu, let's get another bigger one!"

"Great!"

When the old man was young, he traveled north and south, ate a lot of delicacies, and lived a good life in the early days, so he could be affirmed by the old man.

That shows that the bean curd marinated in this secret recipe is mostly successful.

After tasting it again, the old man pointed ahead, his face full of joy:

"Xiao Jiu, the three rows of porcelain under the root of the kitchen wall are all tofu?"

"Uh-huh, grandpa, I was about to tell you about it."

Zhang Jiuxin handed the plate to Wu and said excitedly:

"I'm thinking about bringing a Weng to the county seat today, you know the restaurant shopkeeper there, I don't know if you can accompany me on a trip."

"Okay."

The old man waved his hand and said heartily:

"I probably haven't seen that old guy in a long time, so I'm just catching up with him!"

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Zhang Jiuxin excitedly arched his hand to the old man.

Since their family was defeated and moved to Miaohe Village, the old man has never set foot in the county seat for half a step.

The old man was able to accept without hesitation, and Zhang Jiuxin was naturally happy.

The two had breakfast, and then went to the banyan tree at the entrance of the village to catch Uncle Zhang's ox cart.

Along the way, Uncle Zhang frequently looked back at the old man, and felt that the old man really went to the county seat, which was very strange.

After entering the city, the grandfather and grandson went straight to the two-story Longyue Restaurant on the left side of the main street.

"Xiao Jiu, you will go in later, and the person in charge of the shopkeeper will be called Grandpa Guan."

"In the early years, when he was financially compressed, and when this restaurant was about to be unable to support it, I borrowed money to relieve him, we have been friends for decades, and you don't have to be too outsider for a while."

The old man looked at the restaurant where people came and went, and the business was thriving, and he flicked the Yuan satin that was only worn by distinguished guests, and entered the restaurant with his head held high.

"This master, I'm sorry, our restaurant is full today, please make an appointment to come back next time."

Before he stepped into the door, the old man was politely stopped by the shopkeeper at the door.

The old man didn't care, but said happily:

"You go in and inform your shopkeeper, and say that Zhang Lao Dart has arrived."

"This. Then you wait. ”

After the shopkeeper went in for a while, a young man with a fat head and big ears walked out, and when he saw the old man, his eyes flashed, and then he said politely:

"This guest officer, I don't know what you want to do next?"

The old man's hand, which was about to put on the other party's shoulder, paused, and then quickly turned behind him.

"Lao Guan has raised a good son!"

The old man looked the young man up and down, sneered, turned around and left.

Zhang Jiuxin looked stunned and hurriedly followed.

A trace of disdain flashed on the face of the young man standing at the door:

"Rentang, if this person comes to me again in the future, you can directly tell him that I am not there."

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"Grandpa"

Zhang Jiuxin hugged Xiao Weng and walked a few steps quickly before he could keep up with the old man's pace.

The old man didn't pause, and walked out of the main street of Wutong in one go, before he suddenly turned around and said angrily to the Longyue Restaurant on the second floor:

"This Guan Zhijiu is really a white-eyed wolf!"

"Before I opened my mouth, he was in a hurry to drive people away, and I didn't want to think about it, when his family was so poor that they couldn't open the pot, the family ate, drank, and slept in my dart game."

The more the old man said, the more angry he became:

"Now, they treat me as a stranger, and I was really blind to think this kid was good."

When Zhang Jiuxin heard this, he understood that the shopkeeper just now should be Grandpa Guan's son, probably because he was afraid that their grandson would come to fight the autumn breeze, so he didn't know the old man.

"Grandpa, after all, the main business of the restaurant is dishes, we have too much tofu and milk, and they can't afford it, let's go to the grocery store."

"Okay, Xiao Jiu, the tofu you made is not worried about sales, I don't believe it, without him Guan Zhijiu, our tofu will not be sold."

The old man was not convinced, and turned around and walked diagonally to the commodity street opposite.

Zhang Jiuxin and the two stopped on the street between two grocery stores.

The Xiangji grocery store on the left has customers coming in and out, and the shop that moves goods is busy, there are tea merchants, cloth merchants, porcelain merchants, everything, and it is a prosperous shop with a prosperous birthday.

Although the 'Qian Laiye' grocery store on the right has two more shops than the Xiang Ji on the opposite side, there are very few people who buy and pick up the goods.

"Xiao Jiu, when you take the imperial examination in the future, you must be proficient in current affairs, government decrees, and customs."

The old man suddenly rose up and took the exam for Zhang Jiuxin:

"Xiang Kee and 'Qian Laiye' are two grocery stores, who do you think we should choose?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Jiuxin thought that the old man was at home, but he didn't expect to suddenly let himself have an idea, he was faintly excited, and after carefully observing the two grocery stores for a while, he said:

"Xiang Ji, there are many varieties of purchases, and there are many supply channels, and the supplies are often not sold Xiang Ji, so they turn to the 'money to also' grocery store."

"But."

Zhang Jiuxin pointed to another merchant who came out of the 'Money Come' grocery store with a full load of goods and was dejected:

"Although the 'Qian Laiye' grocery store has few goods, and there are no many troubles for the merchants who came from Xiangji, they have not reached a sales agreement with them because they are out of stock."

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