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 a place 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 quite good. 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 Chuji. The little girl suddenly came here from a desolate place like Xingluoyuan, feeling novel about everything and thinking about everything.

Take a bite.

Wu Gen, who usually searched and searched, was willing to give Chu Ji everything he wanted, no matter how high or low he was, just one word, buy it. In the end, the little girl was still a little embarrassed, so she 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 was sitting on his neck.

, still adding a candied haws of sugar haws with relish.

At night, after the pleasure of squandering had passed, Wu Gen sat in the room, looked at the deflated silver bag, held his head and fell into deep thought.

poverty.

Since entering Dingyuan City, Wu Gen has had no extra money and can only live on his meager salary. Along the way, he has made no progress and has simply lived in vain.

It's not like what some books say, where we 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 and the whole family was not hungry, there was no need to worry. But now there is Chuji to raise. 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 a monthly subsidy of thirty taels, and the rest was extra income only 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 money 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 way."

At night, after Chu Ji fell asleep, Wu Gen sat at the table and thought about ways to make money. He had only known robbing as a means of making money since he was a child, so he might have gone out to block the road tonight.

Difficult, this is the palace of the prince, I am afraid that someone will take it before he can take action. As the saying goes, a penny can stump a hero. After hesitating, Wu Gen suddenly saw a small copper slip, which was a gift from Zhao Ling by the lake that day.

, tell me how to make tofu.

He took it casually and took a look, and found that the words on it were mottled and incomplete. Although they were ancient texts, they were vaguely legible. After thinking for a long time, Wu Gen suddenly slapped his forehead and thought, "You can sell tofu. This kind of thing has not come out here yet. I think you can."

Sales are good.

The next day, Wu Gen did as he was told. According to the copper slip, he went out to find a two-foot-square stone grinder. This thing could grind millet, and grinding beans should not be a problem.

He bought a few kilograms of beans and soaked them in water overnight, and the beans swelled. He poured a spoonful into the stone holes in the millstone, grabbed the handle of the millstone, and turned it hard. Soon, it tasted like milk.

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 the brine as described on the copper slip. Wu Gen didn't know how to prepare the brine, the slip just 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 then pounded them into powder bit by bit.

After trying many times, only a stone in a valley in Yangshan outside the city could be used, 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, so he ate this obscure and sticky food.

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 slips carefully again, I finally realized that the syrup needed to be filtered. With no choice, Wu Gen had to tear off a thin mosquito net and filter the syrup twice. Finally, it was white and tender.

Delicate tofu appears in front of you.

Tasting a piece carefully, the fragrance of the beans has a hint of sweetness. It's beautiful, very beautiful. I hope Tianzong will not deceive me.

The prepared tofu was sent to nearby people to try it. Although these normally aloof warlocks and strangers were somewhat disdainful of this new guest, when they saw the watery Chu Ji, their big eyes flashed 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. It was accidentally obtained by me while refining alchemy. It was not easy to make."

.Look at it, it is as white as jade, as soft as fat, and as thick as clams. It can be broken by blowing bullets, and can be eaten to nourish the body, prolong life, greatly increase the power, and is immune to all poisons..."

After bragging about it, the tofu in my hand almost became a rare treasure in the world.

After hearing this, these people were doubtful, but the food was really delicious and had never been seen before in the world, so some people tried to ask for it. Wu Gen had an incomprehensible look on his face, "This dear friend, you can tell he knows the goods at first sight. The materials used for this food are extremely good."

Complex, like refining an elixir, it takes seven, seven, forty-nine days to achieve, 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. He considered choosing this place for a long time. Although the rent was a bit more expensive, most of the nobles in the city lived here.

The thing is unique in the world, and the money earned 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 and renovated the store.

There is an alchemy furnace inside, which means the origin of the items for sale. Incense is placed against the wall, filling the room with a pleasant fragrance. Several exquisite square tables are placed in the room, and exquisite and small plain white jade blue and white porcelain dishes are placed on them.

Above. There are calamus, asparagus, orchid, lotus and other suitable flowers and plants all around, which makes it look full of ancient charm.

In order to exaggerate the atmosphere, two singers were chosen, one playing the Yao Qin, and all the bean curds had fair skin, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

After all this was done, Wu Gen sat in the shop with a whisk in his hand, looking like a master. He also asked Chu Ji, the mascot, to sit at the door to attract customers.

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 stake of all his belongings. If no one cared about it, then he and Chu Ji would have to borrow money to survive.

After a whole 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 left. White Jade Shu? What the hell? You are putting on such an air, you must be 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 white jade bean? I have a thousand words to say, but 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. She poured some sesame oil on it, sprinkled a few grains of salt with her fingers, and garnished it with a few herbs, and used her hands cautiously.

Presented.

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, the 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, just dare to break the rules once, like jade, and serve another plate, and you will only be charged for one portion."

"Oh, there is such a saying. How much does it cost for a plate?" the man asked interestingly.

"Ten taels of silver, it's 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, yes, 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, so he 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. Later, a plate of tofu increased five times to fifty taels of silver.

Sure enough, my taste is still a bit low. These noble people cannot be judged by common sense. What is a noble person? A noble person means eating the most expensive and not the best.

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, the business behind it naturally became prosperous, and customers came in from time to time. It was so delicious, coupled with the beautiful woman serving it, the sound of the piano, and Yu Zhuo's innocent first breath. In less than an hour, today's inventory was wiped out.

With this beginning, Bai Yushu's reputation quickly spread in Guanxicheng.

Even if you are a noble person, it is in vain if you don't eat white jade bean sprouts. Soon, such nursery rhymes 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, signaling 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.
Chapter completed!