Chang’an Peasant Girl

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Until I got the last two pieces of moldy tofu, after dipping it in the seasoning, Jing Jing did not put it in the tile jar, but put it in a bowl.

Then, she picked up some moldy tofu in the bowl with chopsticks and brought it to Xiao Changyi's mouth with a smile: "You can taste it."

Xiao Changyi opened his mouth naturally and ate the moldy tofu on Jing Jing's chopsticks.

"How?" Quiet asked.

"It tastes a little weird." Xiao Changyi tasted it carefully before opening his mouth. "However, it's still delicious. It should be a good meal."

"This can be appetizing, of course it's dinner." Jing Jing smiled and took some moldy tofu and put it into Xiao Changyi's mouth, while delivering it, she said: "Xiang Gong, let me tell you, this tastes pretty good. That kind of green bean curd is absolutely delicious. It smells very stinky, but it tastes very delicious. Many people in my world directly call Qingfang bean curd to make stinky tofu, haha”

Talking and talking, quietly taking care of yourself. She had eaten stinky tofu once, and to be honest, it was really fragrant, but she really couldn't stand the smell before eating it.

But her grandfather and grandma were especially good at that.

When Xiao Changyi heard the stink, he frowned almost invisible, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "Fortunately," Fortunately, you did this.

"Haha" quiet and happier. Immediately, she deliberately teased Xiao Changyi: "Master, I see, if I have time in the future, I'll make some green bean curd for you to try."

Xiao Changyi: ""

"Haha" Seeing Xiao Changyi, I don't know what to do with her anymore. I can't be quiet and happy. After a while, I stopped laughing and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, even if I really made Qingfang fermented bean curd, I wouldn't do it. will make you eat."

Xiao Changyi let out a small breath.

Jing Jing saw him exhaling, and rejoiced again: "Haha"

Xiao Changyi let her smile. As long as she doesn't let him eat that green bean curd.

After he stopped laughing, An Jing took the lid to cover the tile jar.

After staring at the tile jar for a while, she said, "60 cents of tofu, 15 cents of white wine, 10 cents of chili powder, and 10 cents of salt, all of which cost 95 cents in cash alone; In addition to the time we spend, we have to sell at least eight cents a pound to not lose money."

Xiao Changyi said: "Sell ten wen."

Jing Jing was stunned for a while, and then he said, "Is ten cents a bit expensive?" Pork is only twelve cents a pound.

To be honest, she thinks that it is expensive to sell for eight cents, but she doesn't do business at a loss, and would rather stay at home to eat instead of selling it below cost.

She eats everything, just doesn't suffer.

"Sell ten wen." Xiao Changyi still said this. After a pause, he said again: "If you can't sell it at this price, just stay at home and eat."

Domineering!

Quietly smiled, who originally planned to sell eight cents a pound: "Okay, listen to you."

"Yeah." In response, Xiao Changyi went to the inner room and found a gray coarse cloth and placed it on the table.

Then, he took a piece of charcoal as a pen at the door of the stove, and then wrote the big words "fermented bean curd" on the gray coarse cloth.

Xiao Changyi's calligraphy is not only vigorous and powerful, but also very atmospheric. While enjoying it quietly, he asked curiously, "Who taught you to read?"

From the time Xiao Changyi showed her the household registration certificate stamped with the official seal, she knew that Xiao Changyi could read, but she did not expect that Xiao Changyi could write so well.

"I saved an old man on the battlefield, and that old man taught him." Xiao Changyi said lightly.