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"Shut up!"

Father Bai grabbed the mule and stopped it at the entrance of the village, waiting for the children to ask questions very experiencedly.

Bai Xiucai looked at the children gathering hay in the wasteland in the distance. The children gathered the hay into a pile, and then the older boys and girls tied it up, carried it back and put it next to the firewood piles of each house for burning.They also know that they need to place them evenly, no matter who has more or less, they don’t look much different.

In front of me, a little boy of seven or eight years old, holding a gong stick, jumped down from the tree and shouted: "We are connected by fate."

Bai Xiucai was a little confused. Just when he was about to step forward and explain that he wanted to go to the village to find someone, Bai's father stopped him with his hand and replied with a smile: "Bless you to make money."

Only then did Bai Yihai understand that the password to enter the village of Erdaohe was "connected with the same fate, and blessed with money". If you don't get along, you won't be able to enter the village.

But who made up this password?Too straightforward.He might as well use it as money to carry money in the car, and it would be a luxury to buy a spring return. He couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, the little boy moved his body and let him go.

Later, Bai's father explained to his son:

"Unlike other villages, this village does not allow people to wander in and out, because there are no people in each family, and everyone has their own work to do. Don't underestimate this command. See the knock in the baby's hand just now. Do you have a gong and a stick? If it doesn’t fit, I’ll knock it down in the blink of an eye. Then the villagers will be called out with a bang, and we’ll be surrounded even if we don’t do anything. Thanks to my chat with the boy from the Xu family last time, I specifically asked for the password.”

Entering Erdaohe Village is famously difficult.

Bai Xiucai suddenly felt that he wasted a whole day without reading. This time was wasted meaningfully, because there was something interesting here.

After entering the village, he felt that Erdaohe Village was completely different from other villages.

Is that interesting?That's very interesting.

Just look, an oilcloth shed has been set up in Xu's courtyard, and there is a piece of white paper hanging outside the shed. On the white paper, there is a little man drawn with an x ​​on it.

Bai Yihai guessed that this meant that the idlers were not allowed to enter casually.

If something happens, you can only shout outside.

The stone pots I bought from his family must have been used in the shed.

Bai Yihai guessed correctly.

The Xu family lives here and currently only processes fish floss.

And the fish must be killed and cleaned before it can be sent to Xu's courtyard.

Because the Xu family did not have a well, the old ladies who killed and washed the fish were left to build a shed next to the village well to work.The Xu family only keeps women who are engaged in deep processing.

But only for deep processing, the side room in the Xu family's house cannot be opened. There are not so many stoves, so we can only build a shed in the yard and use an open fire, with pots on it.

In order to preserve the recipe of making fish floss for two more years, the women in the Xu family who do the deep processing are all relatively honest and quiet people in the village. They can even be stupid, but they can't talk nonsense.This was Mrs. Xu's original request for selecting the list.

It seemed that apart from the sound of frying and burning, there was no sound in the courtyard.

And to prevent the recipe from being leaked, Mrs. Xu brought Yu Qinniang and her third and fourth sons here.

The girls will marinate the fish in the house first. This step will already create the salty taste and remove the fishy smell.

Then steam, wrap the fish in clean gauze and knead it loosely, then bring it to the shed and fry it in pots and pans until it changes a little color, then hand it over to the women in the village for the hired women to continue cooking. Fry for about three hours.

How to grasp the specific time of these three hours? Logically, there should be a timetable at home.

It was helpless to make a gear and a few iron screws for five taels of silver. Five taels of silver was the cost of a house, so I left it to Xu Tianxin and the others to make soap, and they were reluctant to install a water clock at home.

Fortunately, not mentioning Yu Qinniang, even Xu Laosi has developed his eyesight and can see what it means to be fried, so that there is no need for Mrs. Xu and his right-hand man Yu Qinniang to kill him, leaving only Xu Youyin to supervise the work at home. That’s it.

Because there is a fish noodle stall waiting for them in the village.

In this way, Mrs. Xu and Yu Qiniang could use the three hours of frying time given by the women in the village to rush to the village and continue frying the noodles.

Isn't that right? At this time, Mrs. Xu was frying in the shed. She had to fry until the color changed before handing over. She was so busy that she didn't even know anyone was coming to the house.

If Xu Laosi hadn't been busy first, he wouldn't have known who was coming from the Bai family.

Xu Laosi was carrying a bucket full of fish bones and planned to grind them. This stuff is particularly good for feeding livestock.

He heard his third brother mention it when he came back, saying that the horse feeders of Huo Jiajun told him that good feed is corn or rice bran, bean cake, grass, salt, and some bone meal is especially good.

So every time after steaming the fish, I always keep the remaining fish bones at home.

When Xu Youyin saw the young man wearing a green shirt and a scarf behind Uncle Bai, he immediately realized that this was the famous youngest son of the Bai family who also came to visit.

Xu Youyin hurriedly greeted: "Mom, Uncle Bai and Mr. Xiucai are here."

If Xu Youyin didn't call her mother, the Bai family and his son would be shocked if they called someone else.

Who is this?Those who didn’t know thought they had broken into the courtyard to steal something.

Xu Youyin then remembered that he was still wearing a hood, and hurriedly took it off, his face covered with sweat, and explained with a smile:
"I'm making expensive food for the nobles to eat. My mother said you can't lose your hair in the pot. It's best if we don't sneeze into the pot. I specially pulled a lot of cloth to make this headgear for you to wear when working. Uncle, you Sit down, what the hell, Mr. Xiu Cai, you also sit down."

Xu Youyin put down the bucket of fish bones he was carrying and quickly went into the house to find a glass of water.

After hearing the reason, the Bai family father and son rarely had the same idea flashing through their minds.

No wonder the Xu family can receive business from outside. Such a careful person, please feel free to do anything.And from this little thing, he also looked up to the Xu family.

The so-called admiration usually does not have to be something admirable, it happens bit by bit.

A peasant family cooks for takeout. To put it bluntly, they don't have many clothes, but they pull cloth to make a hood to prevent their hair from falling into the pot. Bai Xiucai believes that this deserves more respect from the Xu family.How many restaurants outside can do this?

So when Mrs. Xu took off her headgear and walked out of the processing shed, Bai Yihai stood up with a smile and held his hands in a junior salute.

Don't underestimate this junior ceremony. When people see the county magistrate, they don't have to kneel down, they only have to bow to the student ceremony.Usually when walking among the common people in each village, it is not even a matter of who is senior and who is required to be greeted, it all depends on him.Mrs. Xu understands this etiquette and is quite happy that the boy from the Bai family is humble to her.

Because he will be doing business with the Bai family in the new shop in the future, if Bai Xiucai always puts on airs, it will be difficult for ordinary people like them, right?
What's more, she had previously written a handwritten letter about buying flowers for her family, and sent letters overnight. She was extra enthusiastic both emotionally and rationally, even more enthusiastically than she was towards Bai's father.

The main reason is that this kid is quite good-looking. How can he read books at home without being exposed?He has a high nose bridge, small eyes, and is quite white. He is a handsome man.

Mrs. Xu signaled the Bai family and his son to drink water, while explaining that they were busy before hearing any sound.

"That won't work, sister. I'd like to advise you, there are still people outside. Whoever enters the hospital will take what they can."

Bai Yihai glanced at the lock on the Xu family's warehouse while he was lowering his head to drink water, thinking that his father didn't need to worry.

What the Bai family and his son didn't know was that Xu's house was usually only locked, and the door was also closed, no matter who came, they would knock on the door.It's good that they are not locked out.To avoid being scolded by someone in the house for eating well at home.This habit has made many people in the village think behind their backs.

Fortunately, since the last time someone came to the old house and rummaged through things, Mrs. Xu bought a few locks and locked the warehouse where the grain was stored, as well as the small room where Long Yiwan kept his money.

On days like these, the door cannot be closed. The fish and meat collected in the village are delivered eight times a day. People are always leaving and entering the yard. The room where the Xu family keeps valuables is locked and they don't take it seriously.

Mrs. Xu heard that the Bai family and his son were looking for Liu Laozhu, so she planned to hand over the shop starting from today. She brought the rulers and measured the cabinets to see what additions to the two shops. She was afraid of delaying the business. After the father and son drank the water, they said:

"He should have lunch at home, so let's go. I happen to be going near his house. You don't know, but there is a big stall in the middle of my village."

Walking on the road, Mrs. Xu smiled and introduced: "There is also a stall on the dam, and the Xinfang stall is busier. My family is divided into four parts. Our Zhengzheng stall is busier than my house. However, I heard that He was going to the shop in the afternoon, and someone from Leijiagou Village is bringing honey and mountain goods, so it must be very lively, so you can go and have a look."

Father Bai hurriedly said: "Sister, you don't know, it has been spread outside that your village is in full swing, the new house is the same every day, and no one goes back to their parents' home to visit relatives and friends. Isn't this, it makes my heart ache when I hear it, Even my fourth boy deliberately put down his writing pen, thinking he would come and take a look, as he seldom reads without reading."

When it comes to studying, Mrs. Xu is not as polite as she is in front of Guan Gong.

After all, the Xu family's eighth generation ancestors had never participated in the imperial examination, and none of them were even serious scholars.Even in modern times, she knew at least that you should not smell musk in palace battles. If you smell it, you will lose your child and become evil. She doesn't know anything about other things in ancient times.

It would be better if her granddaughter was here.

She can't always ask: What grade is the child in?Don’t have a master’s degree?Then you can't do it. My granddaughter has a master's degree and she didn't answer her.

The reason why Mrs. Xu specifically mentioned that her family had several large transactions was to hint that she, the middleman, had no time to accompany him to the new shop in the afternoon.

Some things don’t need to be explained in detail, just by looking at them you can understand how busy they are.

When Bai Yihai entered the center of the village, he realized how united the village was. No wonder the password was called, the same fate was connected, and blessings made money.

At present, Erdaohe Village is about to become an industrial chain.

The fish caught in the river were weighed directly on the dam. There was an old man (fourth uncle) sitting on the dam, with a notebook in front of him and a box full of copper plates.

From what I heard, the fish types were divided into different categories. Only those with few thorns could be made into floss. Those with many thorns were sent to Yuhuan, the old man shouted.

Bai Yihai: Who is Yuhuan?

Mrs. Xu smiled and explained, saying there was nothing she couldn't say: "My family sells another kind of food called Yuhuan. So there are two groups of fish killers at the well. One group kills the ones with more meat, removes the scales, washes them and picks them to my house. The other group picks up fish with lots of spines or small fish, and directly delivers the fresh fish meat to the Yuhuan group. The Yuhuan group is responsible for pounding the fish."

Mrs. Xu pointed to the distance: "I'll just pass by in a while. You'll understand better when you get there. I'm just saying this, but you may be confused."

But Mrs. Xu thought to herself: In fact, even looking at it can make you confused.

Because pounding fresh fish meat into pancakes is not enough, her family also hires a team of grinders to grind sweet potato flour.Even the people in the village don't know that Yuhuan Noodles can only be fried in a pan after the two are integrated into one. They just think that they can be dried directly after making the pancakes.These follow-up matters must be handled by her own Xu family.

The people who were grinding sweet potato flour also thought that her restaurant had other uses.

But even so, the Bai family and his son were still shocked when they saw it.

Because beside the well, in addition to many elderly ladies with bloody hands cleaning fish scales, there were also dozens of strong women, each with a rolling pin, taking the cleaned fish meat and placing it on the stone to carve it into meat. mud.

Even the sound of their beatings was the same, boom boom boom boom.

They even had smiles on their faces, competing as if they were tired to see who could make more noise when smashing the fish, and who could smash the fish meat faster and rottener. There was a big basin at each person's feet, and there was also a scale here. When the basin was full, On the scale, a pot of minced meat is worth a knot.

With this deafening percussion music, what makes the Bai family and his son feel strange is that it is fair to say that they did not throw away the fish bubbles, but Erdaohe Village is not even willing to throw away the fish scales. There is actually a young woman who is specifically collecting fish bubbles and fish scales. Fish scales are such a thing.

Regarding this, Mrs. Xu couldn't explain much. She pretended not to notice the curiosity of the Bai family and his son.This is a business involving Erbald, and the collector is Erbald's daughter Yingzi.

Yingzi didn't have time to earn any money from anyone, so she only worked as an assistant for her father, making fish scale jelly and cleaning fish bubbles.Er Baldy herself was using flowers and water to make condoms at her granddaughter's house in her new house.I heard that the Erbaldy Man and her granddaughter made a lot of foot bath packages, cream and salt ointments for bathing, and some oils for relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation. Mrs. Xu couldn't figure it out. She only knew that the two had teamed up to become a new couple. Combined.

At this time, a group of women, both young and old, who were working by the well, saw Bai Xiucai wearing a scarf walking behind Mrs. Xu. Oops, that was called You Yourongyan.

And I couldn't help but want to take another look at the fair boy. It was true that all the boys in the village looked like the blind black bear. It was rare to see someone so fair, let alone a scholar.

So all of them stopped what they were doing and pretended to be restrained and said, "My boss is here."

These words made Mrs. Xu couldn't help but laugh loudly and said: "Young Zhengjing, I passed by you eight times a day and I didn't see you call me "Dong". If you want to see Xiucai Gong, just say what you want to see. From now on, Brother Bai's shop will open. Get up, finally, celebrities from ten miles and eight villages have entered our village. We can go outside and say that they are next to the scholar's house."

Bai Yihai's face turned slightly red upon hearing this, but he was still calm.

After Mrs. Xu finished speaking, she smiled and nodded to most of the women in the village. Knowing the lineup, it was quite scary to be stared at by so many aunts and ladies.

Father Bai was chatting about his son, and when those women glanced at him, his face turned red. He couldn't help but muttered: "Is it possible that all the women in your village, except those who work in your house, are here?"

"How can that be possible? There are still people who grind sweet potato flour and chili powder at home, people who beat yam grass, people who make soybean paste, people who make shoes, people who go out to hunt for fodder for mules and cattle, people who pickle vegetables, and people who collect firewood. Anyway, you can I can do whatever I can think of. In addition, my granddaughter has dozens of half-grown girls."

Father Bai: "..." After hearing this, no one will be idle.

When leaving, the Bai family father and son heard Mrs. Xu instructing the women: "Isn't it time to set up the pot? Add some hot water when washing the fish, and when it gets cold, go into the shed to work."

He waved his arms again and said, "Keep playing music, keep dancing!"

Following these words, as if to send them off, the sound of carving fish meat began again.