The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 37 A small profit

Han Qianluo moved out the big vat that she had prepared earlier, and the ten catties of salt she had bought before. This step required a lot of salt. Luo did not let Han Shuier know.

Han Qianluo put a layer of soybeans into the jar, then sprinkled a layer of salt, and poured water once, until the soybeans were filled, sprinkled a layer of salt on top, and sealed the big jar.Han Qianluo deliberately chose a jar with a eaves, filled the eaves with water, and then closed the lid, which is also a sealed environment.

After that, the waiting time is too long, it will take a full four months, so Han Qianluo found a corner to put the clay pot away, and then felt a little sleepy, yawned and rubbed his eyes , and went to bed.

The next day was still to go to the market to set up a stall. It was an ordinary day, and nothing special happened, but the business of selling tofu was much better than the day before.

However, while chatting with the hawkers around while selling tofu, Han Qianluo got a piece of news that I don't know if it can be regarded as gossip.

"Qianluo, have you heard?" The middle-aged woman next to her said mysteriously.

At this time, there was no one at the booth to pick things out, so Han Qianluo didn't mind chatting with the middle-aged woman: "What did you hear?"

"I heard," the middle-aged woman approached Han Qianluo and whispered in Han Qianluo's ear, afraid that others would overhear, "Your Majesty is dying soon."

Han Qianluo's first reaction after hearing this sentence was to recall his memory, and then make sure that he did not remember wrongly. Han Huidi died at the age of 24, and such things should not be wrong.

"Isn't Your Majesty well? Why is he dying soon?" Han Qianluo asked following her words.

The middle-aged woman had an expression of "I know everything": "I heard that the illness is so serious that the imperial doctor can't cure it. It must be hopeless."

Han Qianluo immediately thought of Liu Xingzhi who was seriously ill and couldn't come out. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that the two people's situations were so similar that she couldn't help but think that Liu Xingzhi was actually Emperor Hui Liu Ying.

Although he thought it was possible, Han Qianluo didn't dwell on this issue for too long, and continued to ask the middle-aged woman, "Auntie, how did you know?"

"I have a relative who works in the palace, so I know many things in the palace." The middle-aged woman said with some pride.

"How can you be so sick that even the imperial doctor can't help?"

The middle-aged woman looked around, and then said in a low voice, "I heard that you were angry with the Queen Mother, so please don't say it."

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense everywhere." Han Qianluo promised, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: I'm all talking nonsense, and I'm worried that others will say it.

This middle-aged woman seems to have opened up a chatterbox, she didn't know to stop once she opened her mouth, she kept talking, and it was not a very rare thing, it was nothing more than someone in the palace who was unlucky again, who was promoted again Such gossip, or things about who and who are suspected of having an affair.

Han Qianluo didn't interrupt the middle-aged woman, and let her talk all the time. Anyway, there was nothing to do, so it was quite interesting to listen to the story.When she was listening interestingly, the middle-aged woman touched her arm, looked at the entrance of the market, and motioned Han Qianluo to look there.

Han Qianluo followed her gaze, there was nothing special, only seeing a familiar person, that is, the little boy who was with Liu Xingzhi once.

"The man who came in just now, the white-looking man, did you see that?" The middle-aged woman said excitedly.

The one who just walked in was white and clean, only that little boy.The middle-aged woman didn't wait for Han Qianluo's answer, she continued excitedly, "Don't look at this man as fair and clean, his words are more effective than many people."

"Why?" Han Qianluo asked.

"It looks good." The middle-aged woman replied vaguely.

However, Han Qianluo still understood what she meant, to be precise, he knew what she meant, just two words, male favorite.But Han Qianluo thought of the expression on this little boy when he saw himself and Liu Xingzhi together, and the feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Han Qianluo was talking to the middle-aged woman next to him, but he saw the little boy looking in his direction. Just when Han Qianluo thought he would do something, he turned and went in another direction .

Although the tofu was very popular, it sold out in a while, but the caramel was not so good. Han Qianluo waited until there were few people before packing up and going back.

Just as he packed up his things and was about to leave, Han Qianluo saw a young man in a brown linen suit hurrying towards him, shouting, "Wait a minute, girl." So he had no choice but to put the things down again.

The man walked up to Han Qianluo quickly, wiped his forehead, and said happily, "Fortunately, I caught up. I'm really worried that the girl has left."

"Do you have anything to do?" Han Qianluo asked directly, it was getting late, and she didn't want to waste time on such nonsense.

"It's like this. I sold some tofu at the girl's place yesterday."

When the young man said this, Han Qianluo remembered that this person was the one who bought four catties of tofu yesterday, but then he thought about what he was looking for now, maybe there was something wrong with his tofu.

"I want to order a batch of tofu with the girl. Is there any problem?" the man asked.

"Of course it's okay, how much do you want?" Han Qianluo said with a smile, how could there be a problem, it's all money, and only a fool would refuse.

The young man frowned and said, "Thirty catties. If it's good, it may be more in the future."

"Do you run a restaurant?" Han Qianluo asked, except for restaurants, she couldn't think of any place that would need so much tofu, and it was impossible for ordinary people to eat tofu every day.

The young man smiled and nodded: "The girl saw it, so I'll come and pick it up tomorrow morning, is it okay?"

"no problem."

"The girl is really a cheerful person, but," the young man paused at this point, and then continued to count: "Can this price be cheaper?"

After some bargaining between the two of them, the final price was four cents and four cents a catty. Of course, if the quantity of purchase increases in the future or if the purchase is long-term, this price can be discussed again.

After bidding farewell to the young man, Han Qianluo hurried home humming an out-of-tune tune. When he was about to get home, he saw Han Sanwei playing with a few boys of the same age. Han Qianluo called him back by the way .

Back home, he started to make tofu. At this time, Han Qianluo was very glad that he soaked the soybeans when he made it, otherwise he really couldn't make it.At this time, Han Qianluo regretted not making a bigger pot, otherwise it would have been much faster.

Han Qianluo, who was so busy making tofu, didn't notice Han Shuier's unusual happiness at all. When Han Qianluo was making dinner at night, Han Qianluo walked in with a smile and said to Han Qianluo: " Go and light the fire, I'll make the dough."

Although Han Qianluo was a little curious, he still didn't ask anything, and he always knew what he needed to know.She thought that Han Shuier would leave after reconciling, but she didn't expect that she would start choosing dishes, which really surprised Han Qianluo. It seemed that she was in an unusually good mood.

Through these days of contact, Han Qianluo didn't dare to say that she knew the second sister very well, but she didn't just look at the surface like she did at the beginning.At the beginning, Han Qianluo only saw her weaving very diligently every day, and thought she was a very diligent person. In the end, she was only weaving, and rarely helped with other things.

Han Qianluo thought that Han Shuier would cook together, but he stopped after picking the vegetables, "Xiao Luo, your dishes are more delicious, so you should come." Actively go to light the fire.

After the dinner was ready, all the food was served on the table, and the three of them sat in their fixed seats and waited for the elder brother to announce the meal.Unexpectedly, Han Qingquan took out a bamboo slip and pressed it under the teacup in front of the Kitchen God statue.

"Brother, what are you sitting on?" Han Qianluo asked in confusion, what does this inexplicable behavior mean?

"This is the other party's geng post. First of all, we need to test his mind to see if your second sister is suitable for the other party." Han Qingquan said, walked to the table and sat down, and then announced to eat.

Han Qianluo was still puzzled, and continued to ask: "Brother, can you test the will of God in this way? How can you test it?"

"As long as nothing unusual happened at home in the past three days, it proves that the two of them are suitable."

After listening to the explanation, Han Qianluo only felt that a crow flew over his head, which was purely a feudal superstition, two completely irreconcilable things that could be linked together.

However, Han Qianluo didn't intend to explain to them such profound questions as science, she was just curious about the steps to get married at this time, swallowed the steamed buns in her mouth and continued to ask: "Then you can propose marriage? "

"How can it be so fast, and there is still a horoscope. The two people's horoscopes are compatible before they can start discussing marriage." Han Qianluo explained patiently.

"After the marriage discussion, is the marriage proposal?"

"Correct."

Han Qianluo alone knew a lot about the procedure after getting married, so he couldn't help but say, "It's so complicated, getting married is really troublesome."

"It's not troublesome. Those noble families get married, that's called trouble." Han Qingquan said with a smile, "Stop talking about these gossips, let's eat quickly."

Although she didn't say anything, Han Qianluo couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for her to get married in the future.

(End of this chapter)