Qin Shuyun said, "Brother Xiang, you may not know yet, Haoer invented a new food called tofu, you should try it."
When Zhao Wenxiang looked, he saw that there was a dish on the table that he had never seen before.
It should be white and stewed with soybean paste. After stewing, the whole thing turns into a reddish-brown color.
The smell is very fragrant, and it whets your appetite just by smelling it.
Zhao Wenxiang nodded, picked up a small piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
It was soft, glutinous and mellow in the mouth, a taste he had never tasted before.
Qin Shuyun asked, "Brother Xiang, how does it taste?"
Zhao Wenxiang praised: "Not bad, it has a unique flavor."
Qin Shuyun said, "Brother Xiang, Hao'er and Lao Zhong took this thing to the street to sell this morning, and they sold it for 500 coins in less than half an hour."
Zhao Wenxiang was stunned, then looked at Zhao Hao.
“You still sell it on the street?”
Seeing that his father seemed a little unhappy, Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he had to bite the bullet and said, "Dad, don't be angry first, I just want to make some money. Relying on you and mom is not a long-term solution..."
Qin Shuyun also chimed in: "Brother Xiang, Hao'er has this independent idea, we should support him."
Zhao Wenxiang's expression eased slightly after hearing this, and he did not pursue the matter any further.
"Okay, let's eat first."
Zhao Hao let out a breath, knowing that he would not be beaten.
but……
Dad looks exhausted both physically and mentally, could something have happened in the court?
It shouldn't be.
With the bombs that I offered myself, it should be no problem to defeat the barbarians.
He had only seen his father once in the past few days, so he had no idea what the battle situation was like in Mubei City.
He asked weakly, "Dad, has something happened in the court? Has Mubei City fallen?"
Zhao Wenxiang's face immediately darkened and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The reinforcements have arrived, how could Mubei City fall!"
Zhao Hao said: "Then why are you so worried? As long as Mubei City is still in our hands, isn't it a matter of time before we defeat the barbarians?"
Glancing at Zhao Hao, Zhao Wenxiang said with a straight face, "You know what? The reinforcements from the Wilderness have also arrived, and they are determined not to stop until they take down Mubei City. This will definitely turn into a protracted war."
Zhao Hao said: "Isn't this a good thing for my Dagan strategy? I have a solid foundation in Dagan. The longer we fight, the better it will be for us!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Wenxiang looked at him with surprise.
Zhao Hao felt a little scared when he was looked at.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Of course not!
Zhao Wenxiang just couldn't believe that his muddled brain could actually say such words.
After being surprised, Zhao Wenxiang sighed and said, "You are right, but my foundation in the Great Gan is not that deep. Now there is a big gap in military expenditure. If the war continues..."
He didn't finish, but Zhao Hao understood. If the fight continued, they would be short of more money.
My father is the internal historian, in charge of the country's finances. No wonder he is so overwhelmed.
However, if we persist a little longer, as long as we can produce a large number of bombs, this war will basically be over.
Qin Shuyun, who was standing by, felt a little distressed and picked up a piece of food for Zhao Wenxiang with her chopsticks.
"Don't talk about this while we're eating, Brother Xiang. I want to discuss something with you about Miss Su Si."
Because Zhao Wenxiang came back, Su Si did not come to have lunch together.
Zhao Wenxiang knew what his wife was going to say.
He shook his head: "Let's talk about Miss Su later. Now is not the time."
Qin Shuyun didn't force it, she just wanted to change the subject.
"Then I'll listen to you and put it aside for now."
Zhao Wenxiang didn't have much appetite, so he ate a few bites and left.
Looking at his back as he left, Qin Shuyun sighed distressedly and said, "It's not easy for your father to be an official. He's so busy every day..."
Zhao Hao advised: "Mom, don't worry, after this period of time, Dad won't have so many problems."
Qin Shuyun glared at him fiercely.
"Don't bother talking, you little brat. If you don't feel sorry for your father, isn't it okay for me to feel sorry for him?"
Zhao Hao surrendered directly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, isn't that okay?"
It's all redundant!
Qin Shuyun asked, "By the way, I heard from Old Zhong that you, a stinky boy, want to raise pigs in your house? Are you going to die?"
Zhao Hao was furious when he heard this: "This old man, I will skin him alive sooner or later!"
Qin Shuyun scolded: "You dare to touch Lao Zhong? You bastard, Lao Zhong has been in our family since you were born. He has worked hard for us for so many years..."
Zhao Hao surrendered again.
"Alright, alright, mom, I just said it casually, what's the big deal?"
Qin Shuyun glared at him again and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm telling you, you are not allowed to raise pigs in your house, or I'll punish you!"
Zhao Hao said: "Mom, please be flexible. It will only take ten days or half a month. I will find another place later."
It is indeed not justifiable to raise pigs in the house.
After lunch, Zhao Hao returned to his room and took out the drawings of the oil press to perfect them again.
In the afternoon, the pig was caught.
There are ten in total.
They are all newborn piglets.
Seeing that the pig was so small, he was almost angry to death. He thought it would weigh at least 20 or 30 kilograms.
Seeing his unhappy expression, Lao Zhong hurriedly explained.
"Master, we don't have that much money, so we can only buy these newborn piglets."
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and asked, "How's the set of knives going?"
Lao Zhong said, "The blacksmith shop said it can be made tomorrow."
Zhao Hao nodded.
"Okay, let's have someone soak the beans tonight. We have to continue making tofu tomorrow morning."
For two consecutive days, Zhao Hao personally led people to the street to sell tofu.
It is stable at over 300 kilograms every day.
Delicious and not expensive.
It can also be paired with many ingredients.
The fame of tofu soon spread throughout the imperial capital.
The news that Young Master Zhao was selling tofu on the street spread like wildfire and became known to everyone.
On the third day, the Golden Autumn Literature Meeting arrived.
However, Zhao Hao didn't take it to heart at all and continued to supervise people making tofu in the morning.
When he came back after selling everything, Lao Zhong reminded him that today was the day the literary gathering began.
After changing his clothes, Zhao Hao came to Su Si's yard, and a pretty little maid came to greet him.
"Master, are you looking for a young lady?"
Zhao Hao said: "Today is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival. Go ask your young lady if she wants to go with me."
The little maid nodded and hurried into the house.
A moment later, Su Si came out in a blue dress.
Zhao Hao said softly, "Miss Su, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, would you like to go with me?"
Su Si bowed slightly and said softly, "Of course I am willing to do so."
Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Okay, let's go now!"
How can you go to a literary gathering without a girl?
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