In the early morning, the villagers of Wangjia Village took the sun car to plant sorghum again.

Although the villagers have no bus to sit on for the time being, the cement road is already under construction, they are in a very good mood, they pick up their hoes, and set off happily towards their farmland.

The militia group, which usually runs out early in the morning to practice, was unexpectedly late today, and all the members were postponed by Cheng Xu for an hour to gather time, so that they could rest and get up again to practice when they were in good spirits.

Li Daoxuan also got up early as always, took a huge sauce meat bun, nibbled on the bun, and drank a mouthful of soy milk.

The old village chief of Gaojia Village was reclining in a bamboo chair made by himself, holding a book of "Yang Jiajiang" villain book in his hand, reading it happily.

"This book is good, it's really good, hey......" The old village chief's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Wonderful, so wonderful."

When the old man was young, he often went back and forth to the county seat, and the gentleman who heard the story of "Yang Jiajiang" in the city told the story of "Yang Jiajiang", and peeked at the performance of the troupe under the stage, but he didn't have the money to reward others, so he was embarrassed to come closer to see it.

Therefore, the stories of "Yang Jiajiang" that he knows are all fragmented and do not form a complete context.

Now that I have my own villain book to read, this story is suddenly coherent, and it is really interesting and enjoyable to watch.

I didn't make breakfast, and I had to read this book ten times when I was hungry.

However, his stomach growled, as if in protest.

At this time, a shout sounded not far away: "Selling rice noodles, rare southern food, rice noodles, hehe, does anyone want to try it?" A wrist of rice noodles costs only five copper coins.

The old village chief was stunned when he heard this.

Li Daoxuan was also stunned when he heard it.

Someone in Gaojia Village actually sold this?

Li Daoxuan looked in the direction of the voice, Gao Laba, it turned out to be Gao Laba, a few days ago Ma Tianzheng taught Gao Laba the technique of making southern rice noodles, and he went to see the excitement at that time, but the process of soaking rice was too time-consuming, and he didn't like to look at "non-static pictures", so he turned his attention away, but he didn't expect that it had now entered the sales link.

Gao Laba was like a standard peddler, carrying a small burden, walking through the nine halls and eighteen wells of the Gao family's main fort, shouting: "Sell rice noodles!"

The old village chief shouted: "Laba, are you selling rice noodles?" Come on, come on, come to my side. ”

Gao Laba didn't see anyone, but when he heard the voice, he knew that it was the village chief, turned left and right in the passage, and came to the old village chief in a blink of an eye, unloaded the burden from his shoulders, put it in front of the old village chief, and said happily: "Village chief, do you want a bowl?" ”

The old village chief Lehe: "Come to a bowl, I read the book and saw that I was fascinated, I was too lazy to cook by myself, so let's taste what your rice noodles taste." ”

Gao Laba actually had a big clay pot in his little guts, and when he opened it, he saw that it was freshly cooked rice noodles, which were hot, and he picked out a bowl from it, sprinkled a few grains of salt into it, and sent it to the village chief.

The old village chief took a sip, and the expression on his face suddenly appeared: "Huh? This stuff is surprisingly delicious. ”

Gao Laba smiled: "What Ma Dao Chang taught me, I said that it was made by southerners, and they have a lot of fancy work to handle rice, but we northerners don't know." ”

The old village chief was very satisfied with the taste of this rice noodle, and thought about it in his heart, this thing is only five copper coins a bowl, I eat a bowl every day, and I can't use a few dollars to eat until I die of old age, why do I have to cook by myself every day? With old arms and legs, and no wife to help, it's tiring to cook alone.

The old village chief: "Laba, bring me a bowl every morning from now on." ”

Gao La's eight great joys: "Okay! ”

This is a very good start, Gao Laba is in good spirits, provokes a small burden, turns around the fort, and sells dozens of bowls after a while, after all, the main fort is full of "old villagers", all of them are so rich that they have no pursuit, and there is no pressure to eat a bowl of rare food with five copper plates.

Even the third baby has a bowl, holding it in his hand and "shivering", and he eats it very well.

Gao Laba opened his business, the rice noodles in the clay pot were sold cleanly, his confidence increased greatly, and he secretly calculated: I will prepare more rice noodles tomorrow and make more money.

But.......

If you prepare too much rice noodles and don't sell them in time, they will be mushy after soaking for a long time, so how is this good?

Gao Laba had no choice but to find Ma Tianzheng and talk about the distress just now.

Ma Tianzheng said with a smile: "You should open a shop, wait for customers to come into the store, indicate that they want to eat, and then cook a bowl for them on the spot, which is what rice noodle shops in the south do." ”

Gao Laba suddenly realized: "I see, but where can I get a shop?" It costs money to build a house.

Ma Tianzheng pointed to the "Gaojia Business District" on the hillside, where there were a large number of colorful plastic houses, all empty: "Isn't that a big market set up by Tianzun?" There are still many empty houses, you go to the Holy Maiden and ask if you can rent you an empty room for the gift of the Heavenly Venerable. ”

Seeing this scene, Li Daoxuan secretly rejoiced in his heart: Very good, a good start, the merchants of Gaojia Village are playing with fire, and there will be problems as soon as the plastic house burns, so Gao Laba has to make a stove to burn the fire.

Soon, Li Daoxuan's order was issued through Gao Yiye.

The preferential policy for Gao Laba is free of rent for the first three months, and the rent is collected in the fourth month, and a symbolic collection of 50 copper coins per month will be collected, and it will be slowly increased in the future.

Li Daoxuan thought that it would be very troublesome for this guy to get a stove by himself, but he didn't know that it was not a problem at all.

Most of the ancients lived in wooden houses, which were less resistant to fire than hard plastic houses.

Therefore, the ancients mastered the essentials of setting up a stove in a wooden house since childhood, found some mud and stones, and soon built a simple stove, in which no matter how much they played with fire, they could not burn a single inch of the plastic house.

After some preparations, the second store of the "Gaojia Business District", "Laba Rice Noodles", was officially opened, which was opened next to the "Gaojia Bookstore" hosted by the 32nd.

The villagers who came to the bookstore to buy the villain book took the villain book and walked to the rice noodle shop next to it, and while reading the book, they said to Gao Laba: "Boss, bring me a bowl of rice noodles." ”

Gao Laba will respond with a "good smile", grab a handful of rice noodles and throw them into the pot, cook them in a few minutes, scoop them up, sprinkle a few grains of salt, and serve them to the customer.

The customer flipped through the villain book in his left hand, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, and sucked the rice noodles into his mouth in one bite.

/。 Zero Point Chinese Network]/