The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 42
The next day when Han Qianluo came back from selling the tofu, he saw that Mrs. Zhao was at his home again, sitting and talking with Han Qingquan in the main room.Han Qianluo secretly listened to it, said that it was a good match, and there was no problem, and then made an appointment to discuss marriage.

Han Qianluo was not interested in this matter, so he didn't continue to listen, and started to prepare for work. He took out the dried mushrooms two days ago and ground them into powder bit by bit with a stone mortar.

The sound of grinding mushrooms with a stone mortar attracted Mrs. Zhao's attention. She poked her head out to take a look, and said in puzzlement, "Hey, what is Qianluo doing? How can you eat mushrooms after they are ground into powder? "

"She just likes messing with these messy things, so Granny Zhao doesn't care about her." Han Qingquan said.

The matchmaker Zhao stopped paying attention after hearing this, and continued to talk about things with Han Qingquan.Han Qianluo's mushrooms hadn't been ground much yet, and the two of them finished talking about it. Mrs. Zhao stood up and left. Before leaving, she looked at Han Qianluo curiously.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhao left, Han Qianluo quickly put away the mortar and mushrooms, and brought out the soaked soybeans: "Brother, let's start grinding the soybean milk."

Han Qingquan was about to start grinding soybean milk, but Han Shuier suddenly came over and said, "Xiaoluo, let me make tofu for you." Then he snatched the wooden basin containing soybeans from Han Qianluo's hand.

Such a situation is really rare, Han Qianluo looked at his second sister, not hiding his surprise at all.

"We are all a family, but it turns out that you and your elder brother are doing it every day. I feel a little bit sorry, and I want to help." Han Shui'er said softly.

Han Qianluo thought about it, they are all a family, if they have something to do in the future, they can do it, so they didn't think too much, handed the things to Han Shui'er, let her grind the soybean milk, and continued to grind it with a stone mortar Mushrooms, by the way, are watching in case something goes wrong.

After grinding all the soybeans into soy milk, Han Shui'er hurriedly took the ground soy milk to the kitchen and said, "Xiao Luo, if you want to do something, I'll do it."

So most of today's tofu was made by Han Shuier, and Han Qianluo only did it himself in the most important part of ordering the tofu.

After wrapping the tofu in the last step, Han Shui'er finally went on to weave. Han Qianluo thought for a while, and then prepared to go to the field to help with weeding and so on. Just when he opened the door of the yard, he saw Liu Xingzhi raised his hand. The deputy is about to knock on the door.

"Brother Xingzhi, why are you here, come in quickly." Han Qianluo said, very surprised.

"Qianluo, you are going out to work, am I disturbing you?" Liu Xingzhi said apologetically.

Han Qianluo quickly smiled and said, "How come, I didn't bother you at all." But he thought in his heart that his second sister would definitely not like to invite Liu Xingzhi into the house, so he suggested, "Brother Xingzhi, Want to go to the field with me?"

"Okay." Liu Xingzhi readily agreed.

So Han Qianluo took Liu Xingzhi to his family's crop field, where Han Qingquan was fertilizing, farm manure.Han Qianluo was only here to weed. He rooted out the weeds in the crop field, and then threw them aside on the road to dry.

At the beginning, Liu Xingzhi just stood aside and watched, talking to Han Qianluo or Han Qingquan from time to time, but after watching for a while, he suddenly rolled up his sleeves to help pull weeds.

"Brother Xing, you don't have to do it."

"You don't need to help with such a little work."

Han Qianluo and Han Qingquan said at the same time, especially Han Qianluo, she knew that Liu Xingzhi was a son of aristocrats, and she probably couldn't even wear clothes by herself at home, but now she came here to help with this kind of farm work, even if it was just Han Qianluo was surprised enough to put on a show, after all, many people would not even put on a show.

Facing the persuasion of Han Qianluo and the other two, Liu Xingzhi just smiled lightly, and said gently: "It's okay, anyway, I'm bored to stand aside and watch, so it's good to do it."

Now that Liu Xingzhi himself said so, Han Qianluo stopped dissuading him, but he still kept an eye on Liu Xingzhi's situation from time to time.

After a while, I heard Liu Xingzhi's doubtful voice: "Why do I feel that the millet planted by your family is different from that planted by others?"

"How did you find out?" Han Qianluo asked with great interest.

Liu Xingzhi hesitated for a moment, as if he was trying to organize his words: "You see, the millet planted by their families is much denser than yours, but it is not very uniform. Some places are very dense, and some places are not. Although the millet is a little sparser, it is very uniform, and the millet in your family looks much better than the millet in those other families."

"This is a new method that Xiaoluo came up with. It said it could increase the output. I thought it would be okay to try it. If it can really increase the output, it will be profitable." Han Qingquan said with a smile.

"Then you must remember to tell me when you harvest in the future, and I will come and take a look." Liu Xingzhi said.

"Okay." Han Qianluo agreed in one gulp.

Han Qianluo originally believed that Liu Xingzhi would die in a while, but unexpectedly, he persisted until the end.When the sun was setting, Han Qianluo and the others prepared to go back by hand, and Liu Xingzhi said goodbye to Han Qianluo and went back.

On the way home, Han Qingquan suddenly said: "Xiao Luo, what does that friend of yours do? I thought he was a nobleman, but now he doesn't look like much."

"Brother, it doesn't really matter who you are." Han Qianluo said, without revealing Liu Xingzhi's identity, well, she didn't even know herself.

"That's right."

The next morning, Han Qianluo went to the East City of the capital to set up a stall as before. After setting up the stall, he began to yell loudly: "Delicious tofu, cheap and delicious tofu, come and buy it."

Han Qianluo just yelled twice, and people came to buy tofu. The situation was much better than yesterday and the day before yesterday. With the first person to buy tofu, people came to buy tofu one after another.

Seeing such a situation, Han Qianluo finally relaxed after feeling a little heavy these two days.It seems that the troubled man did not have too much influence, Han Qianluo thought.

After the tofu was sold out, Han Qianluo didn't plan to keep it any longer. She packed up her things, and then planned to go shopping in the market to see if there was anything she needed. She planned to buy some chickens and ducks to go back. Keeping, of course, other livestock is also fine.

After looking around the East Market carefully, Han Qianluo didn't see any hawkers selling chickens, ducks or livestock cubs. Although she felt a little strange in her heart, she didn't think too much about it. She still had to go to the blacksmith's shop to order a large pot.

Han Qianluo came to the Zhangji Iron Shop where the iron pot was ordered last time. The two brothers obviously still remembered Han Qianluo, and greeted her as soon as they saw her coming: "Girl, what do you want to buy this time?"

"I still want to make an iron cauldron like last time, but bigger." Han Qianluo gestured for the size after speaking.

Zhang Da, the boss of Zhang Ji Iron Shop, replied without any thought: "There is no problem with this one, and the quality is guaranteed to be good, but the price of such a large iron kettle is much more expensive than last time."

"Of course I know this. Tell me, how much does this iron kettle cost this time?" Han Qianluo asked.

Zhang Da stretched out the other four fingers of his right hand except the thumb and said, "At least four hundred Wen." Han Qianluo compared the size of the iron pot last time, so he didn't bargain any more, and settled down happily. .

"Well, it's not the first time I've bought something from you, so I won't bargain. It's only four hundred coins. When can I make it and I'll pick it up?" Han Qianluo asked.

Zhang Da thought for a while, and then said: "It's better to pick it up in five days."

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll pick it up in five days." Han Qianluo said, and left to go home after deciding.

When passing by Liu Xingzhi's house, Han Qianluo knocked on the gate of the yard, and soon the gate opened, and a servant who looked like a girl smiled and said, "Miss Han, please come in." This is Han Qianluo's new habit, every day They will go to Liu Xingzhi's place to stay for a while before going back.

Han Qianluo followed the girl's servant to the main hall, and before he got there, he saw Liu Xingzhi walking towards this side, waved to the girl and said, "Go down." The girl left consciously.

Han Qianluo sat on the stool, saw the cakes on the table, and thought of the cakes from Zhenshanfang that Han Sanwei had been thinking about so much, so he said casually: "My younger brother, when he sees others eating the cakes from Zhenshanfang, he always wants to eat them." If you want to eat it, I don’t think it’s very delicious.”

"Children, it's all like that. It's normal to want to have something when you see others." Liu Xingzhi said, then pointed to the pastries on the table and said, "Why don't you take some back for him, although it's not Jane Shanfang’s pastries, but they shouldn’t be bad.”

"Then I won't be polite." Han Qianluo said with a smile. Although she didn't care about the cakes from Zhenshanfang, since she could satisfy Han Sanwei's wish, it was good.

Liu Xingzhi smiled very gently, always giving people a feeling of warmth like the sun in winter, which made people feel very comfortable: "Since we are friends, there is no need to be polite."

So when he went back, Han Qianluo had such a bag of compact cakes in his back basket. On the way back, he saw Han Sanwei playing with other peers, so he called him back.

"Sister San, what's the matter?" Han Sanwei blinked, looked up at Han Qianluo and asked.

"You'll know when you get back." Han Qianluo said.

Back home, Han Qianluo took out the bag of pastries and handed them to Han Sanwei: "Don't you want to eat the pastries from Zhenshanfang? This is even better than the pastries from Zhenshanfang."

"Thank you, Third Sister." Han Sanwei said happily. At this moment, no one noticed Han Shuier's jealous eyes when he looked at Han Qianluo.

(End of this chapter)