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After tasting the taste of the bean curd, the villagers could not help but marvel at the wondrous taste. Some of the children even cried for another bowl, but were fooled by their own adults, "You're full now, how are you going to eat the tofu later? Since the bean curd is already so delicious, do you think that the tofu will taste even better? "

The snot-nosed child stopped crying and thought for a while with his finger between his lips, "Mom, then I won't eat the beans, I'll eat the tofu!"

Jiaoniang took the tofu and poured out the water inside. She put it into a clean basket and covered it with white linen cloth. Then, she washed a piece of rock and placed it on top of the tofu.

The villagers tasted the bean curd and looked forward to the tofu even more. They did not sit in the yard when the tofu was ready to be done. They helped Jiaoniang do some work and even filled the water vats with water.

Jiaoniang took this in and remembered it in her heart. Actually, people always get along with other people. First, it was benefit. Then it was affection. Unless one was close to them, one could adapt to this rule no matter where one went.

After placing another half a basin of water on the green stone slab, fresh water continued to spill out from the tofu. It was likely that the tofu would take a while to take shape.

A villager came over and asked Jiaoniang how she planned to sell the tofu.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Jiaoniang did not cook the tofu for herself. Otherwise, how could she gather so many people? However, if she wanted to sell tofu, then the price was a problem. Normal farmers couldn't afford it, but the taste was indeed good. Not to mention the children, even adults like them wanted to change the taste.

She didn't want to sell the first batch of tofu, but she could exchange them. A litre of beans for a piece of tofu was enough to cook for a family.

Beans were not worth much these days, and it was not like millet, which could fill one's stomach. Beans were not worth much these days, and it was not like millet, which could fill one's stomach.

Jiaoniang and the others removed the heavy item from the tofu and removed the white cloth. The white and tender tofu was imprinted into their eyes. Jiaoniang cut off a small piece with the back of the knife and put it into her mouth.

It seemed that her acid paste was a success. The most important thing to make tofu was gypsum, which could be used as medicine and also as a primer for making tofu. Without gypsum, there was a molecule in vinegar that could also be used to solidify tofu.

This time, although the tofu made looked no different, it was still a little sour. This time, when the sour milk for tofu was put in, the next time it was made, there would be no sour taste.

Jiaoniang thanked her for her care and gave her two extra pieces of tofu.

After letting his daughter-in-law bring his child home with her tofu, Old Third's wife helped Jiaoniang sell tofu, three catties of beans, and two taels of tofu were made. There were dozens of people in the village, you buy one, I buy one, and after a while there were no more, but there was an extra bag of soybeans in the yard.

"You two can make tofu. You don't need fire to cook it. You can cut the tofu into pieces and make the fish soup. You can also make chopped green onions to mix the tofu and fry it on both sides with oil for a long time." Jiaoniang told the villagers about the common ways to eat tofu. They happily carried the tofu home.

Actually, there were many ways to eat tofu, but Jiaoniang also told them that she believed that the wisdom of the ancient people was definitely not inferior to that of the modern world.

The villagers dispersed and headed home to make lunch. The yard was soaked in water and mud everywhere. Jiaoniang arranged everything in place and prepared to eat spring onion mixed with tofu at noon. She would use soy sauce as a substitute if there were no spring onion.

Fortunately, she was smart and left two big pieces of tofu in the kitchen. She put more than half of it into a bowl and put it in the yard next door. After all, Ye Xuan had helped her a lot.

What Jiaoniang lacked now was not only money. She also lacked reliable labor. For example, she couldn't just rely on her alone to grind beans. She also couldn't possibly say that she was troubling Ye Xuan every day.

After some thought, Jiaoniang decided on two people. One was Lin Yang, whom she met yesterday, and the other was Old Third and Lady Lin, who had started the fire today.

Lin Yang's family was poor, and his personality was calm and honest. It didn't seem like he had any ill intentions towards her, but as for Old Third and his wife, they treated their daughter-in-law well, doing things meticulously and being old enough, their seniority was there. If someone were to say something, she would definitely help Jiaoniang speak up.

After lunch, Jiaoniang went to Old Third Lin's house. Old Third Lin was her father-in-law's elder brother. When they entered the house, Jiaoniang greeted first, "Third Elder, have you eaten yet?"

His wife heard the noise and came out of the room. When she saw Jiaoniang, she praised, "It's Jiaoniang, you don't know how delicious the tofu is today, I cut it in half and like it. When are you going to make more for me?"

Old Lin's family only had a single child. After two years of studying, he worked as an accountant in a cloth shop in the town. He and his wife married out a long time ago, and had two grandchildren at home.

The two little boys, at their age, would be sent to school for two years. In a few years, they would have to build a house, marry a grandson, and have a tight family on a diet.

Jiaoniang explained her purpose, and Old Third and her wife were delighted. "We're all family, so it's only right for us to help each other out. Just give me some tofu."

Jiaoniang shook her head. "Auntie, please help me out. I won't make it difficult for you no matter what." Three months will be enough time to stay at my place. As long as you don't break your promise, I will give you the tofu recipe. "

She had already calculated in her heart that one side of the tofu had to be exchanged for a liter of beans. If they were to use an equivalent amount of money to exchange for it, they would only be able to earn money, not to mention that there were no other tofu sellers in a radius of tens of miles. If it was his family that knew how to make tofu …

After figuring out the details, she immediately made a decision before asking Jiaoniang what the rules were. "Jiaoniang, just say it. Auntie, what do you want to do?!"

"There's no need for you to do anything. I have another candidate to grind the beans, but auntie, you know that my identity is not convenient. If I sell tofu, there will be people coming and going, afraid that others will criticize me behind my back."

After serving tea, his daughter-in-law, Xiuzhen, stood by the side listening and sympathizing with Jiaoniang. Their family also knew about the incident with Jiaoniang's sinking into the pond, but they were still unable to say anything about it. Her heart moved as she volunteered, "Sister, if you are still worried, I will go and help!"

"How much life can a child like you live? I'll go alone. You can cook at home and take care of the children. " Old Third's wife glared at her.

Jiaoniang smiled. "We don't need that many people right now. However, if we're going to be busy in the future, I'll definitely get elder sister Xiu Zhen to help."

Jiaoniang only mentioned the matter about Lin Yang grinding the beans before Old Third and his wife understood. They sighed with emotion: "That kid has a tough life. If I can find a way out of this, then things will be much easier for me."