I was the best old lady in ancient times

Chapter 136 The Way Is Different

As for Liu Hu, let Aunt Tan kill chickens to make up for him.

Ning Lao San and Ning Lao Si have long been used to the job of delivering and receiving goods.

Therefore, it took only three days to teach Ning Yongping, and he almost learned it.

Ning Pengpeng also taught Aunt Tan some of the pickled things. Anyway, she was not at home, and Aunt Tan had nothing to do, so she happened to do these things.

Of course, Wang is willing to help together, and Ning Pengpeng does not object.

Ning Pengpeng had already told Aunt Tan about things in the shop and at home, let Liu Hu pay more attention to her.

Aunt Tan and Liu Hu were very excited about the old lady entrusting them with a heavy responsibility.

Especially Liu Hu, who knew more in his heart who his master was.

It's a pity that he didn't have a part to go out this time.

However, Liu Hu also knew that the old lady wanted to take him along.

It's a pity that the third lady's natal family didn't get the job done, so it became like this.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Third Ning stretched his neck and looked at his own mother with a puzzled expression. After adding flour and water and salt to make a dough, he rolled it into a rectangle and rolled it on a rolling pin to make it even thinner.

Sprinkle with thin flour to prevent sticking, cut into thin strips with a knife, then arrange these thin noodles in a staggered manner, and then put them in a colander.

After the oil pan is heated, put the noodles in the oil pan and deep-fry until they are set, then turn them over and continue to put them in the oil pan for further frying until both sides are slightly discolored, then remove and set aside.

He knows how to roll noodles, but why put the rolled noodles in oil and fry them?

How much gas is this?

Seeing Ning Pengpeng frying one piece after another of fried noodle cakes, Ning Lao San's heart throbbed in pain.

However, he also knew that his own mother would definitely not do such useless things.

There must be a reason for such a waste of oil and flour.

Youngest Ning took his eyes off the pancake that was still frying in Ning Pengpeng's hands with difficulty, and comforted himself.

Ning Pengpeng didn't make much, and only made 30 yuan. Every time a piece of noodle cake was fried, after the oil was drained, it was wrapped in oil paper, then put in a big urn, and then the big urn was sealed with yellow mud , just like sealing the mouth of a wine jar.

There is nothing sealed in ancient times, so it can only be like this.

Anyway, on the way, even if you want to eat, just open the mud seal, take out what you need, and then re-seal it with mud on the spot.

In this case, even if they eat one piece of homemade instant noodles every day, the mother and son should be able to use it for half a month.

It's a pity, if the sealing problem can be solved, selling instant noodles is actually an excellent business.

In addition to homemade instant noodles, Ning Pengpeng asked Aunt Tan to make some steamed buns and steamed buns in oiled paper.

Although you can also buy food on the road, but when you are away from home, you can save as much as you can, and don’t spend money if you can.

After all, I don't know how much money it will cost when I get to the destination?
Last night, Ning Pengpeng settled the money that he could move manually.

Although a lot of money has been distributed to her every month from the shop in the past few months, she spent a lot of money on buying sacrifice land and building a school before.

Therefore, even if the dividends in the shop are added up now, it is only worth 1000 taels of silver.

The money seems to be a lot, but if you actually do business, I'm afraid you won't be able to get much.

However, Ning Pengpeng never thought of becoming a fat man in one go.

If she was that aggressive, she wouldn't have sold the white sugar recipe to Chunfenglou.

Ning Lao San drove the carriage and loaded the food that Ning Pengpeng had made these days, and when he was driven out of Dahuaishu Village, he turned around and asked in a daze.

"Mom, where are we going?"

"Go south, to Nanyue Mansion."

"Woo... what? Mom, are you going to Nanyue Mansion?"

Hearing his mother's words, Third Ning's jaw almost dropped.

"Mother, it's a wild place over there, I heard that pirates often come and go.

The local poor are jingling, are we sure to go to Nanyue Prefecture? "

What Ning Lao San didn't say was, what kind of business can you do in a place where the poor don't even have to wear pants?

Ning Pengpeng smiled and pointed to the south direction.

"Although it's poor over there, it's just that those people hold the baby and don't know how to use it!
Let's go quietly this time, and return quietly.

If this can be done, let alone our family is in Anzhen, even if we are in Hu County, we may be able to sit on an equal footing with others. "

Ning Pengpeng didn't specify the state capital. After all, even if it was Hu County, Ning Lao San couldn't help but suffocate.

Lake County?
How many rich gentry and merchants are there in the big county?
The pancake painted by his mother made him excited.

"Okay, mother, my son listens to you."

Ning Laosan gritted his teeth, became ruthless, and nodded in response.

Then he waved the whip in his hand and drove the carriage to the town first.

If you want to go to Nanyue Prefecture, you must pass through Mingzhou Prefecture.

Therefore, you have to go from Anzhen to Hu County first, then from Hu County to Mingzhou Prefecture, and then from Mingzhou Prefecture to Nanyue Prefecture.

The city gates are passable, so the two of them have to go to the town's yamen to get a guide.

Anzhen County Government.

"Brother Baolin, how did you come here?"

Pei Yan sat opposite Li Weishan, looking at the person in front of him, a trace of shock flashed across his face.

You know, Li Weishan was the number one scholar in the Jinke last year.

He and Li Weishan once studied together in the same mountain courtyard, although after he passed the Jinshi examination, he abandoned literature and went into business.

For this reason, Li Weishan had a big fight with him at the beginning, saying that he was not worthy of being a scholar, and even unilaterally broke up with him.

However, for Pei Yan, Li Weishan was his friend and partner when he was young, so how could he take his angry words seriously.

And after Li Weishan was admitted as the number one scholar, he was appointed as the editor of the Imperial Academy. As long as Li Weishan stays in the Imperial Academy with peace of mind, the bright future can be imagined.

After all, at the beginning, the current emperor once said that the prime minister of this dynasty must be an official of the Imperial Academy.

How could a person with such a bright future like him go to such a remote place to be a small county magistrate?

"Brother Pei was joking, he is not an official."

For Pei Yan's closeness, Li Weishan seemed a little distant.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, after all, he and Pei Yan's elder brother Pei Zhao have different political views.

The reason why I was demoted this time was largely because of Pei Yan's 34-year-old brother, Pei Zhao and Pei Zaifu.

34 years old, what an enviable age, Pei Zhao can be said to be the youngest prime minister in this dynasty, an existence that all officials look up to.

But now that he was in his twenties, he was relegated to this poor county and town as a seventh-rank sesame official.

"Li Weishan, do you really want to break up with me?"

Seeing his attitude that he didn't want to talk about, what a smart person Pei Yan is, he immediately thought that his elder brother must have been involved in this.

Thinking of this, Pei Yan couldn't help but suffocate, and her voice became sour.

　Believe me, as long as I have a monthly pass, I can still sit up and continue coding~ Tomorrow I will still favor Concubine Wan Gui, okay!
　　
　
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