Wu Gen and Chu Ji settled down in Guanxi City. The place where they lived was located on the south side of the palace, not far from the city gate. They walked out of the palace gate and turned around a street.
This place is not just for two people to live alone. It has already been occupied by some strange people recruited by the palace. They are all very talkative and rarely interact with each other.
Wu Gen was allocated a small courtyard. The location was not bad. It was next to a small pond. The remaining lotus flowers in the pond were still there, and herrings glided across the water from time to time.
Finally having a safe place to live, the next thing to do is to quickly buy a bunch of clothes and food for Chu Ji. The little girl suddenly arrived here from a desolate place like Xingluoyuan. She felt novel about everything and wanted to have a taste of everything.
Wu Gen, who usually digs and searches for things, can be said to get everything he wants from Chu Ji. No matter how high or low he is, he just wants to buy it. In the end, the little girl felt a little embarrassed and just stopped her crazy street sweeping trip.
It wasn't until evening that the two reluctantly walked back. Wu Gen was carrying a large bag of clothes in his left hand, various snacks in his right hand, and a paper bag with peach cakes in his mouth. Chu Ji, who was sitting on his neck, was still adding a candied haws with relish.
At night, after the pleasure of squandering had passed, Wu Gen sat in the room, looking at the deflated silver bag, holding his head and falling deeply into thought.
poverty.
Since entering Dingyuan City, Wu Gen has had no extra money and can only live on his meager salary. Along the way, there has been no progress, and it has been a waste of money.
It's not like what some books say, we only spend tens of millions of taels of silver. As an ordinary middle-aged man, he naturally has to consider his livelihood.
In the past, if one person had enough to eat, the whole family would not be hungry, so there was no need to worry. But now Chu Ji needs to be raised, and like every new parent, they suddenly realize that raising a child is so expensive.
After moving in, Wu Gen had already inquired. As a guest, he could get thirty taels of subsidy per month. The rest was extra income when he had tasks.
I originally hoped that Chu Ji would become a noble person and be able to make up some income for his tight life, but this was not something that could be enshrined in the short term.
Chu Ji looked at Wu Gen carefully. Although she didn't have the concept of money yet, she saw Wu Gen exchange small lumps for so many things during the day, and she knew that this place was not as good as Huangling. You can get it by hunting.
Chu Ji was very sensitive to changes in people's hearts. He pointed at the silver bag and asked timidly: "Brother, if this thing is gone, will we not be able to eat? If not, let's go hunting."
Wu Gen suppressed the sorrow in his heart and touched his head, "Don't worry, brother has his own solution."
At night, after Chu Ji fell asleep, Wu Gen sat at the table and thought about ways to make money. He has only known robbing since he was a child, so he might go out to block the road tonight.
Difficult, this is the royal palace, I'm afraid someone will take it down before we take action. As the saying goes, a penny can stump a heroic man. After hesitating, Wu Gen suddenly saw a small copper slip, which was a gift from Zhao Ling by the lake that day, and said it was a method of making tofu.
I picked it up casually and saw that the words on it were mottled and incomplete. Although it was ancient Chinese, it was still vaguely legible. After thinking for a long time, Wu Gen suddenly thought, "You can go sell tofu. This kind of thing has not yet come out here, and I think it will sell well."
The next day, Wu Gen did what he said. According to the copper slip, he went out to find a two-foot-square stone grinder. This thing could grind millet and grind beans without any problem.
I bought a few kilograms of beans and soaked them in water overnight, and the beans swelled. Wu Gen poured a spoonful of stone into the grindstone, grabbed the handle on the grindstone, and turned it hard. Soon, milk-like white juice flowed out from between the millstones.
Collect the slurry, pour it into an iron pot and cook it over high heat. After boiling, add some brine as described on the copper slip. Wu Gen didn't know how to prepare the brine. The slip simply said roughly, "Take white stone, grind it into powder and mix it with water."
In order to make this brine, Wu Gen traveled all over the city, picked up stones of various sizes and came back, pounding them into powder bit by bit.
After several attempts, only a stone in the valley in Yangshan outside the city was suitable, and the bean juice slowly solidified.
After he pressed the stone with the stone and tasted it, Wu Gen's face turned a little blue. What the hell was this? He asked Tianzong if the food lacked salt and vinegar to eat such obscure and sticky things.
Chu Ji, on the other hand, ate this bowl of green and yellow food completely. This silly boy probably has never eaten anything good since he was a child, but he can eat anything he can.
After looking at the copper slip carefully again, I finally realized that it turned out that the juice needed to be filtered. With no choice, Wu Gen had to tear off a thin mosquito net and filter the slurry twice. Finally, white, tender and delicate tofu appeared in front of him.
Savor a piece carefully, the fragrance of beans has a hint of sweetness. Beautiful, very beautiful. I wonder if Tian Zongcheng will deceive me.
The prepared tofu was sent to nearby people to try it. Although these normally aloof warlocks and strangers disdained this new guest, when they saw Shui Lingling Chu Ji, their big eyes flickered with prayer. After taking a bite, he moved his index finger and said it was delicious.
What's more, someone asked about the origin of his name. Thinking that the copper slip was found in the alchemy room of Wentian Sect, Old God Wu Gen said: "This thing is called white jade bean. I got it by chance from alchemy. It was not easy to make." . You see, it is as white as jade, soft as fat, and of texture like clams. It can be broken by blowing bullets, and can be eaten to nourish the body, prolong life, greatly increase one's power, and is immune to all poisons..."
After bragging about it, the tofu in my hand almost became a rare treasure in the world.
These people were doubtful after hearing this, but the food was indeed delicious and had never been seen before in the world, so some people tried to ask for it. Wu Gen had an enigmatic look on his face, "This dear friend, you can tell from the first glance that he knows the goods. This thing uses a lot of materials, just like making an elixir, it would take seven, seven and forty-nine days to make it. It is really rare..."
"How much can it be sold for?" someone asked impatiently.
Wu Gen gritted his teeth, with a look of pain on his face, "For the sake of being a fellow customer, you can't buy one for five taels of silver, but you can't buy it for ten taels of silver outside."
Five taels of silver was enough to taste this delicacy. These people bought it one after another. Soon, within a few yards, the tofu was all gone.
In the evening, looking at the white money, Wu Gen smiled stupidly and hugged Chu Ji, "We are rich." This money comes faster than selling smuggled salt. The key is to operate exclusively.
Early the next morning, Wu Gen went out early and rented a store by the lake not far from the palace. I also considered choosing this place for a long time. Although the rent is a bit expensive, most of the nobles in the city live here. The things he sells are unique in the world, and the money he earns is the money of these noble people. How can ordinary people eat such delicious food?
When doing business, what matters is quality, price, and mounting. Wu Gen spent all the money in his pocket these days to renovate the store.
There is an alchemy furnace inside, which symbolizes the origin of the items being sold. Incense was placed against the wall, filling the room with a pleasant fragrance. Several exquisite square tables were placed in the room, and exquisite and small plain white jade blue and white porcelain dishes were placed on them. The surrounding flowers and plants, such as calamus, asparagus, orchid and lotus, are placed all around, which makes it even more ancient.
In order to exaggerate the atmosphere, two singers were chosen to play the Yao Qin, and all the tofu had fair skin, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
After finishing all this, Wu Gen sat in the shop with a whisk in hand, looking like a master. He also let the mascot Chu Ji sit at the door to attract visitors.
A gong sounds and a new store opens.
The faint sound of the piano lingers around the beams, and the refreshing fragrance refreshes the heart, creating an elegant atmosphere.
Wu Gen sat in the shop, looking at the old god, but he actually felt panicked. This was a pledge of all their belongings. If no one cared about it, then he and Chu Ji would have to borrow money to survive.
After a morning, no one came to the door. There was an endless stream of noble people in gorgeous clothes at the door. They poked their heads for a moment and then left. White jade bean sprouts? What the hell, putting on such a show, could it be that he is a liar.
It was approaching noon, and Wu Gen had drank his seventh pot of tea. Finally, a man came in, holding a folding fan, looking leisurely and contented. He glanced at Chu Ji, who was taking a nap, and said, "White Jade Shu? What is this? Take it." Come and take a look." Although his tone was light, he was quite confident. He was obviously someone who had been in a high position for a long time.
Finally came to life. Wu Gen was about to cry. He waved his whisk lightly and said, "My lord, what is the white jade bean? I have a thousand words to say, why don't you give it a try. Come on, hand it over."
The singer who specializes in cutting tofu took out a small plate, cut a finger-wide piece of tofu, and gently opened it with a hosta. Pour some sesame oil on it, sprinkle a few grains of salt on it with your slender fingers, garnish it with a few herbs, and hand it over with trembling hands.
The man took a silver spoon, scooped up a piece and tasted it. After thinking about it for a long time, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "This thing is extraordinary. Let's have some more."
Wu Gen smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, white jade bean sprouts are not easy to come by. It takes seven to forty days to refine. The production is very small, so the shop's rules are that each person can only eat one plate. I have to praise you today, If you are young, dare to break the rules once, like jade, and serve another plate, and only charge one portion."
"Oh, there is also such a saying. How much does it cost for a plate?" The man asked interestingly.
"Ten taels of silver, just a small profit." Wu Gen sighed and kept looking at the other person from the corner of his eyes, for fear that the other party would find it too expensive.
"Ten taels of silver, well, it is indeed a little less. In this way, I won't take advantage of you. Two plates of one hundred taels of silver can be used as congratulations on the opening of the new store." After finishing two plates, the man was still not satisfied, and glanced at the tofu placed there. porcelain plate.
Soon a servant handed over a hundred taels of silver. When he took the silver, the veins on Wu Gen's forehead throbbed and developed. After that, a plate of tofu increased five times to fifty taels of silver.
Sure enough, my taste is still a bit low, and these noble people cannot be judged by common sense. What is a noble person? A noble person will eat the most expensive ones and not the best ones.
Wu Gen deeply reflected on himself, and it turned out that the layout of the bandit village was too small. After learning from the pain, he decided that the business purpose of the small store in the future is not to be the best but to be the most expensive.
When someone started, business in the back naturally became prosperous, and customers came in from time to time. It was so delicious, served by a beautiful woman, the music of the piano lingered, and Yuzhuo's innocent first breath, today's inventory was wiped out in less than an hour.
With this beginning, Bai Yushu's reputation quickly spread in Guanxicheng.
Even if you are a noble person, it will be in vain if you do not eat white jade bean sprouts. Soon, such nursery rhymes also spread in Guanxi City. There is no doubt that this is Wu Gen's method again, an old routine.
On this day, Wu Gen was busy in the store when several people came outside the door, led by Zhao Ling.
Wu Gen was stunned, and hurriedly greeted him. He waved his hand behind his back and signaled the singer named Ruyu to quickly hand over a plate of tofu. Shu."
Zhao Ling's face looked a little ugly, "Wu Gen, you are my personal minister. The palace can't support you. Why do you do such a despicable thing?"
The atmosphere in the store suddenly became tense. Several customers who were sitting at the table and shaking their heads hurriedly walked out of the store when they saw something was wrong.
"Don't leave, I haven't paid you yet." Wu Gen chased him out like a vicious tiger.
"Wu Gen, get back here."
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