Great Tang Broom Star

It was still dark, Yang Deli got up early, he had to make tofu.

His bedroom is opposite to Jia Ping'an's, which are two wing rooms. When he came out, he shouted: "Ping An, get up and study."

Jia Ping'an is sleeping, this body is only fourteen years old, so sleepy!

"Someone is endorsing." Jia Pingan responded, and then fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright. Jia Pingan rubbed his eyes, yawned, and lazily left the room to wash up.

After breakfast, Yang Deli went to deliver tofu, and Jia Pingan wandered around the village with a book.

Xu Jingzong's thank you gift hasn't come yet, but everyone in the village knows what they should know. There was some ignorance in the eyes of the girls, and one of them even stared at Jia Pingan boldly.

The fourteen-year-old boy looked extraordinarily immature. Datang's adult standard is 21 years old, but this is only an official regulation. In practice, teenagers in their teens are the labor force.

Jia Pingan touched his cheek and felt that he was quite handsome.

Birds were chirping on the branches, a few dogs were wandering around lazily, and a group of chickens who didn't know who raised them were digging the soil...

The morning sun makes people slightly hot, which is very comfortable.

Jia Pingan strolled all the way out of the fort gate and stretched himself.

On a sunny day, without any goals, Jia Ping'an's mind was completely emptied, and he felt that this was really good.

In the later life, he needs to face all kinds of pressure, but here, he only needs to live well. In the future, when the matter of the broom star gradually no one mentions it, he will marry a wife and have a few children...

He was walking all the way, and not far behind, two men were quietly approaching.

One person whispered: "Are you sure it's the broom star?"

"It's him, someone who was burned to ashes will recognize him!"

The voice was louder and was heard by Jia Pingan in front. He was agitated, and when he looked back, he saw that there were two big men, so he ran towards Yangjiawu without hesitation.

"Jia Langjun!"

The two big men behind were shouting, chasing while shouting.

How dare you underestimate my brother's speed?

In Jia Ping's previous life, he encountered group fights while eating supper. The two red-eyed people would fight when they saw someone. He was watching the fun and he hurt the fish in the pond and ran away in a hurry. The two drunks behind him couldn't even see their backs.

"Mr. Jia Lang!"

After returning home, Jia Pingan seemed to be able to hear the shouts.

"Is this trying to kidnap?" Jia Pingan felt that his situation was a little dangerous, "This Tang Dynasty is very dangerous! You must have the power to protect yourself, so let's practice!"

He found a hatchet and started practicing in the yard.

"Split Huashan!" The hatchet slashed, and Jia Ping'an almost fell to his waist.

"Set fire to the sky!"

"Total Annihilation!"

"Peace, so-and-so is back." Yang Deli came back. He put down the burden first, and then picked up a small piece of mutton from inside, "The butcher had to bargain with a certain person, and a certain person tortured him for half an hour until he was speechless, so he gave some more... "

Seeing him proudly picking up a piece of meat about the size of his index finger, Jia Pingan couldn't help being surprised: "That's all?"

Is that the result of half an hour's bargaining?

Yang Deli sighed: "Don't underestimate this piece of meat, put such a piece of meat in a pot of dishes, it's mutton soup, it's so beautiful!"

Jia Pingan was speechless, but Yang Deli was the main labor force in the family, so he could only say against his will: "My cousin is amazing."

"That's it." Yang Deli was quite proud, and then said: "I met two businessmen outside Wubao earlier, saying that they were chasing you but not catching up. They wanted to take the white jade tofu to sell in Chang'an, but they got the white jade tofu. Chang'an stinks, so I want to get some more and take them to Chang'an with ice cubes. Hey! Ping An, what are you doing with your hatchet? Don't you want to chop firewood? That's all, a certain one already chopped a bunch yesterday,

But it is no longer needed. "

Jia Pingan was very speechless holding the hatchet, and then said with a dry smile: "Yes! I am going to chop wood. Although there are a lot, it is always good to chop more."

He went to chop wood with a hatchet, but he was unlucky since he was a child, and he didn't do much work. Later, when I went to learn how to farm, I almost broke my instep with a hoe, and I became an idler.

But Jia Ping'an in his previous life was not an idler, he could do a lot of things.

He simply went to get a wooden stick, and then went to get two big stones of similar weight and tied them at both ends, and then started to practice.

After practicing a set of equipment, Jia Ping'an was sweating all over, so he went to take a bath.

His body is a little cramped, and the flesh on his arms is very thin. But the only advantage is that the recovery ability is too strong, but after half an hour, the body is full of energy again.

"It's safe." Yang Deli came back carrying water, and said while pouring the water into the water tank: "I forgot, when I was buying tofu earlier this morning, a businessman named Liu Jia said... about this white jade tofu The cold salad tastes good, but the others don’t taste good, so they can’t be sold if they don’t have a price. Several other merchants also followed suit, saying that they want us to lower the price of white jade tofu.”

"Liu Jia, it must be the businessman who squatted outside the gate of the fort last time." Jia Pingan was startled, and then said, "It's not a big deal, but cousin, can you agree?"

"How is it possible!" Yang Deli said with wide-eyed eyes, "A person who can eat a handful of rice for two days, just rely on them? I wish I could raise or lower the price...don't even think about it!"

Jia Pingan thinks about it too, but this problem has to be solved, "Didn't someone say that white jade tofu can still be fried?"

Yang Deli said helplessly: "Those rich people... they said they don't know what cooking is. The fried rice you made last time was so delicious, so I wouldn't know it." He said worriedly: "This way If we go on, our white jade tofu will become even more difficult to sell."

If it can only be served cold, for those rich people, such ingredients are nothing, just a rarity.

Jia Pingan sighed, and Yang Deli felt cold, "Why? No way?"

"Relax." Jia Pingan thought for a while, and went out to buy by himself.

He went all the way to the market in the county seat, and as soon as he entered, he met a man who knew him from the next village.

The man's eyes were rounded, and his face was pale, "The broom star is here!"

All eyes in the market were cast over, and then the crowd dispersed after a while.

"Run!"

In an instant, most of the people in the market were gone, and the rest were nervous and kept away from Jia Ping'an.

So afraid of me? Jia Pingan said helplessly: "I just want to buy something."

Broomstars have to eat, right? If you don’t sell things, that brother can get them himself!

There was no response from the crowd, and after a long time, a man in shabby clothes said, "What do you want to buy, give me five Wen, and I will buy it for you."

Everyone couldn't help but praise, and someone said angrily: "The broom star made a lot of money by making white jade tofu, he is not short of money! Why didn't someone just think of buying things for him?"

Even when going out to buy things, he had to find a brave person to buy them for him. Jia Pingan felt that such days were too exciting.

Later, he went home with his things and asked Yang Deli to call the merchants who bought tofu.

"Look at it!" Jia Pingan cooks himself, and the businessmen are three steps away, still a little scared.

The copper pot looked like a three-legged tripod. Jia Ping'an was very awkward and really didn't want to cook.

Take the oil pan and add the mutton.

“Mutton and chicken are fine!”

Then add the sauce, tempeh, minced garlic, minced ginger...

Add some water to boil later, put the tofu cut into small cubes and cook together, and finally start the pot, put pepper noodles, and chopped green onion...

"Try."

Jia Pingan went out with his hands behind his back, standing outside thinking about when to get an iron pot to use.

"tasty!"

"Hey... Numb, and a bit spicy, tsk tsk! Delicious!"

"this……"

"Is there cake? Rice is also available!" Several businessmen couldn't bear it anymore.

Yang Deli hesitated for a moment, and said with a bitter face: "The Jia family is so poor that they can't get rid of the pot."

But a large bowl on the side was full of rice.

Someone glanced at Mi Fan, then looked at Yang Deli, and couldn't help but think that this man is stingy and has a talent for business, "We count the money together."

Only then did Yang Deli serve them rice, so several businessmen squatted in the kitchen, pairing the tofu with rice, and ate it happily.

"Good! Refreshing!"

A few merchants came out and bowed their hands to Jia Pingan solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Jia Lang, for your guidance. With this method, I think this white jade tofu will sell better."

"Steaming is also possible!" Jia Pingan felt that the cooks of those wealthy families were more conservative, "Tell them to try more, the so-called soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. As a cook, you have to keep pace with the times. "

The businessmen clasped their hands, "Be taught."

The last time Liu Jia worked from the afternoon to the next morning, he wanted to monopolize the sales of white jade tofu. At this moment, after eating the tofu made by Jia Ping, I think it is extremely delicious, so I want to ask Jia Ping if there are other dishes. As soon as he took a step, he stepped on a vegetable leaf, slipped his foot, and rushed towards Jia Ping'an in despair...

He saw the astonished expressions of several colleagues, but one of them was secretly happy. This person was called Peng Dashu, and he was in the wine shop business with him, so he was a deadly rival.

Boom!

Liu Jia just threw Jia Pingan down.

Jia Ping'an felt that his back was numb from the fall. After being helped up, he was about to get angry when he saw Liu Jia's face pale and trembling...

"So-and-so is doomed... he is doomed."

Even Yang Deli had never been so close to Jia Pingan before, so he was also very confused.

That Peng Dashu was secretly delighted, and then said seriously: "It's nothing, it's just bad luck."

Unlucky? Afraid of being overcome to death!

Everyone looked at Liu Jia with more pity in their eyes, and then they left.

Before leaving, someone asked, "Jia Langjun, what's the name of this dish?"

Jia Pingan rubbed his painful waist, and there was a look of melancholy between his brows, "Ma Po Tofu."

The mapo tofu of later generations! Add a fish-flavored shredded pork, as well as twice-cooked pork and fried fat sausage, all of which are sharp tools for dinner.

After Yang Deli waited for them to leave, he wondered for a while how long Liu Jia would be restrained, and then wiped off the remaining soup in the copper pot with a large pancake, and it was delicious.

"Xiangxiang!" Yang Deli praised: "Ping An, the book is really as you said... What kind of golden house and little lady?"

"Yes." Jia Pingan said: "Cousin, why don't you learn too?"

Although he doesn't agree with linking education with money, beautiful women and official positions, he can't stand the fact that the cost of education in this era is too high. Without temptation, who is willing to study?

If you want to say that reading can make sense... These days, living is happiness. As for the truth, the truth passed down from generation to generation by word of mouth is enough for those common people.

Yang Deli nodded, and Jia Pingan taught him how to read...

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