He was about to make a written statement, but Old Man Liu was stunned and actually said: "Okay!"
He was quite happy. How could he find such a fool? If this document was established, why would their family have to worry about work? At that time, his family will no longer grind sesame oil, but will grind it all into sesame paste!
He immediately gave the stall at home to his wife and son, and asked Lu Xu to join him, "Should we find a scholar to write it, or should we go to the county government?"
Lu Xu was so angry that he immediately took him to the county government office.
It happened that Luo Shen was working as an errand at the county government, and when he saw Lu Xu getting involved with others, he thought to himself, someone really beat him up in the street?
When he saw who it was that had been pulled in, he was a little speechless.
If he thought he was Song Liu, how could Lu Xu still get into trouble with a sesame oil grinder?
When Lu Xu saw it was Luo Shen, he let go of his hands and straightened himself, and politely called, "Brother Luo!"
"Yeah." Luo Shen responded expressionlessly, then turned to ask Old Man Liu, "Liu Youzi, why don't you polish off your oil at home and run to the county government office?"
Liu Youzi immediately explained the situation, "Luo Tou, who should I ask to establish a written document?"
The more Luo Shen listened, the deeper his frown deepened. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He asked Lu Xu with a dark face, "Do you really want to establish a legal agreement with him?"
Lu Xu: "I really want it!"
Luo Shen: "It's no longer a child's joke after it's stamped with the county government's seal. If he grinds hundreds of pounds a month, you're going to get it too?"
Liu Youzi was afraid that his victim would be frightened and run away, so he quickly said: "Look what you said, even a donkey can't grind that many sesame seeds. I don't want to grind that many sesame seeds."
When Lu Xu heard this, it would be easy to handle. He was worried that Liu Youzi would grind too much at once.
Lu Xu: "I will establish a written document!"
Luo Shen pursed his lips and stopped persuading.
They were neither relatives nor friends, so they reminded Lu Xu that she couldn't blame him if she didn't listen, "Come with me."
When it came time to write the paperwork, Lu Xu had another request. He had the final say on what sesame paste was. Liu Youzi couldn't fool him with the oil residue and pretended to be inferior. Then he set a lower limit. Liu Youzi had to give him at least ten pieces of sesame paste a month. Jin of sesame paste, and moreover, Liu Youzi couldn't do it in a shady manner. One person would grind it for him, and teach his son, apprentice, and relatives to sell it elsewhere. In short, only his family in Guanyang could have sesame paste!
Lu Xu: "This is something I came up with. Liu Youzi just helped me process it. Without my permission, he can't teach others to make sesame paste. If I want others to make it in the future, Liu Youzi can't make it and sell it myself."
Liu Youzi didn't speak, but Luo Shen nodded first, "That makes sense."
Liu Youzi smiled apologetically: "Master Luo, isn't this a bit harsh? He just comes up with an idea, but I have to figure out how to do it! If he goes to find someone else, he won't let me make it for him. Why don't I just buy sesame seeds? If it’s smashed in my hand, who am I going to ask for explanation? This, this, this… isn’t this okay?”
Lu Xu thought for a while: "Okay, if it's my reason for not letting you make it and I don't want the sauce you made, you can make it and sell it to others."
Liu Youzi nodded and muttered, "I also have to add a condition. He will buy me at least... twenty pounds a month!"
Lu Xu: "Okay!"
They talked about some more details, and the clerk was impatient. Before they even made the sesame paste, the two started to quarrel in the Yamen. If it wasn't for Luo Shen's sake, he would have had these two kicked out.
When they finally finished their discussion, signed the terms and stamped them, each of them grabbed the papers faster than the other, for fear that the other would regret it.
How rare, what's going on? !
Clerk: "In triplicate, each of you will have one copy, and the yamen will keep one copy. I have the yamen here, so can you secretly change it yourself?"
Lu Xu and Liu Youzi: "Don't dare!"
Clerk: "Thirty pieces of paper and ink money."
Lu Xu and Liu Youzi looked at each other, and Liu Youzi smiled ruthlessly.
Lu Xu didn't argue with him. He didn't care about the sesame paste but Luo Shen's face. Lu Xu took out the money and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother. When the sesame paste is made, I will give it to you to try first."
After the clerk took the money, he couldn't help scolding Liu Youzi: "Look at you, you are such a big man and you don't have the eyesight of a kid. You deserve to be unable to make a lot of money!"
Liu Youzi just laughed, took the note, said goodbye to Lu Xu and Luo Shen, and pushed Lu Xu's car to his house together. As they walked, he asked Lu Xu about the details of the sesame sauce.
The more he knows, the easier it will be for him to figure it out!
Lu Xuke agreed to give him half a tael of silver as trial and error money. If he succeeded once, the half tael of silver would be in vain!
Lu Xu left a deposit of half a tael, and went home with a brand-new receipt and a bowl of sesame seeds. His younger brother and sister hadn't eaten sesame seeds yet, so they had already paid half a tael of silver, so they couldn't make a pure loss.
The third aunt and Yuan Manniang were looking forward to it at home and sent Lu Zhou to the intersection several times throughout the afternoon. I don’t know if the fried dough sticks are selling well.
Although Lu Xu asked them to fry without fear before leaving, the third aunt was a little unsure since Lu Xu was not around. They only had oil, salt and white flour. If they didn't sell well, they would lose as much as they made!
The third aunt clutched her hands and wandered around the yard. Yuan Manniang could no longer embroider any more.
Third Aunt: "Zhouwa, are you going to take a look at the intersection again?"
Lu Zhou hesitated to speak, but put down the half-packed firewood and walked out the door. It was still broad daylight, and his brother usually wouldn't be back until half an hour at the earliest.
As expected, there was no one on the mountain road.
After they came out, Lu Zhou was squatting by the stream picking up snails, looking up at the mountain road from time to time, and muttering the poem that Yan Junqi had just taught them to recite today.
The gurgling stream, a scene he had seen since birth, was described in poetry, and it had a beauty that he could not describe. Lu Zhou couldn't help but get distracted, wondering what the lake and sea described in the poems and articles looked like. The article said that hundreds of rivers flow into the sea. Can you see the sea by following the river next to their village?
"Lu Zhou!"
Lu Zhou turned around, and his little cousin Lu Wen ran out to look for him: "Let me see if there is anyone on the road. Why have you been out for so long?"
The third aunt came to his house to fry fried dough sticks today, and Lu Wen heard that she also came with her. If it were Xiao Xia Xiaoyu, even if Lu Fu, who was only five years old, dared to come here to eat and drink so blatantly, the third aunt would have scolded him with a cold face, but Lu Wen was used to being thick-skinned, and scolding him would not take him seriously. , beat her, the third aunt couldn’t bear it. He had no choice but to send him to help with some work.
How can Lu Wen be a worker?
The two of them gathered firewood together. After his pile was finished, Lu Wen started to start.
Lu Wen also tricked him into being lazy, "Why are you doing it so fast? Take a break. My mother will scold me for being lazy if you do this."
He is different from Lu Wen. Lu Wen can't finish it. His three uncles, three aunts, and Lu Hui Xiaoxia will help him clean up the mess. His family doesn't have the conditions. If he doesn't do it, Yuan Manniang or his brother will have to do it.
Lu Zhou looked straight at Lu Wen, not sure whether he was envious or disgusted.
He went out and didn't come back, so Lu Wen took the opportunity to go out and look for him, just to be lazy.
Lu Zhou: "Go back and get a basket."
Lu Wen sat on the stone, crossed his legs and pointed to the open space beside him: "How many snails are there? Just pull a few leaves and put them here, and I'll show them to you."
Lu Zhou endured it again and again, and then he restrained himself from splashing him with water.
"Hey! Brother!" Lu Wen suddenly jumped up from the stone, shouted happily and ran away. Lu Zhou turned around, it was Lu Xu!
Lu Zhou packed up a handful of snails he had just caught and ran slowly up the mountain road. From a distance, he saw Lu Wen approaching Lu Xu affectionately to help push the cart, "Lu Zhou and I will come out and catch the snails and wait for you!"
Lu Zhou thought to himself, what a fool!
When Lu Xu saw Lu Zhou's attitude of wanting to hit someone, he knew that there was some water in Lu Wen's words, so he said leisurely: "Oh, Lu Zhou came out to wait for me and caught snails? I'll fry sesame seeds for you later." Eat sweets.”
Lu Wen: "And me! And me!"
Lu Zhou was happy, thinking that what he had with you was that his brother was smart!
When the third aunt saw that Lu Xu was back, she looked in the car first and said, "All the fried dough sticks are sold? Are they easy to sell?"
Lu Xu didn't say that they were all given away. The food tasting and advertising were still a bit over the top for the frugal villagers here. "It's easy to sell! Didn't I come back from selling out early?"
Lu Xu unloaded the goods one by one, "I also bought rice and noodles. Third aunt, you can make them without worry. I will sell them as much as you make!"
He talked dryly about today's limited-edition sale, "A lot of people are queuing up to want it!"
The third aunt brought him a bowl of water and couldn't help but smile.
Lu Xu drank a lot and chatted with the sesame oil maker for a long time, which made her mouth dry.
The third aunt gained confidence, no longer panicked, her energy was up, she could lift fifty kilograms of noodles without any help, she walked into the kitchen like the wind was stepping on her feet, rolled up her sleeves and kneaded the noodles!
In the morning, she didn't dare to do more. She only gave out a small pot, enough to make about a hundred fried dough sticks. After hearing what Lu Xu said, she had to hurry up and make it.
Lu Xu was not in a hurry to teach her anything else. She bit off more than she could chew and waited until the quality of the fried dough sticks was stable before taking her time.
Lu Xu mixed the polished and glutinous rice and soaked it, then took Lu Wen and Lu Zhou to pick reed leaves and make rice dumplings for a few more days before anyone in the county imitated them.
He asked Lu Wen to ask Xiao Xia and Han Lu if they were free. Lu Wen was so motivated that he not only brought Xiao Xia and Han Lu, but also called his fourth aunt.
The whole family worked together, and ten kilograms of rice were wrapped in less than half an hour.
The third and fourth aunts were all helping at his house, which delayed dinner, so Lu Xu simply packed some freshly baked rice dumplings and fried dough sticks in each house.
The third aunt got better at frying, and the oil temperature was controlled just right. She gradually gained confidence. She no longer had to focus on the pot all the time, and could chat with them while frying. The third aunt said with emotion: "It's better to make it freshly fried and cooked." To eat, it would be great if we had a shop in the county."
Isn't it? Freshly fried fried dough sticks, served with soy milk and tofu curd, it is the best to eat right out of the pan.
It's not like Lu Xu has never thought about it. He not only wants a shop, but also a restaurant! But even if the war depletes the population and housing prices drop, houses in the county are beyond his imagination.
You have to pay off your debt first!
Before dawn the next day, Lu Xu pushed a cart of fried dough sticks and rice dumplings up the mountain road.
After he laid the groundwork and publicity the day before, it opened in the morning market without any shouting. I want to try the ones I didn’t taste yesterday, and I want to try a few of the delicious ones.
Gouzi also occupied Lu Xu's old position and had been squatting there waiting for a long time. As soon as Lu Xu came, he kept an eye on him.
He had to observe how the fried dough sticks business was doing first.
Yesterday it was a free gift, but today you have to pay for it. If the business is as popular as selling snails, he will buy a basket and go back to think about it!
But when he looked at it, why were these fried dough sticks sold faster than the snails? It only took a while to queue up? !
Lu Xu thought it was normal.
After all, fried escargot is a snack that goes with wine, so you can’t eat too much of it, and some people don’t like spicy food. But fried dough sticks are different. They are a staple food that is suitable for all ages. There are few people who don’t like to eat them. In this era, there are big families. If there are not five or six people in any family, each person needs five or six sticks. Second Master Sun came. They had a large family, and they were very curious. One person bought fifty and thirty rice dumplings.
As soon as he bought it, the dog panicked.
He ran to the queue with his money in his pocket and boldly bought half of the basket.
There are also many people in their gambling houses!
The fried dough sticks took up a lot of space, and each person had one. His basket was already full before it was too much, and he had to buy another basket from the stall selling baskets in the morning market.
Lu Xu lined his two baskets with oiled paper and put the fried dough sticks neatly inside.
Gouzi walked away arrogantly, with such a posture that those who knew him were carrying two baskets of fried dough sticks, but those who did not know thought he was carrying two baskets of gold to show off his wealth!
When new and old customers saw how good this was, they lost half of it before they even bought it. Instead of buying five or six sticks, they were scrambling to buy ten or twenty sticks.
In less than an hour, Lu Xuyi's cart of fried dough sticks and rice dumplings was sold out, and he kept the last ones to give away. Even the fried field snails, which were half less than usual, were taken away and sold.
Lu Xu arrived outside the wine shop early, gave a fried dough stick and a rice dumpling to the shopkeeper, left the snails at the wine shop, and went to the grain store to buy rice with his cart.
"Six pounds of glutinous rice, six pounds of polished rice, fifty pounds of flour."
Guy:? ? ?
Shock! Didn't you just come yesterday? !
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Lu Xu & Liu Youzi: I have never seen such a fool!
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