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Jiaoniang still had a lot of money with her after she fixed all of this. Thinking that her family would get rich in the future, she used the rest of her money to change the fencing into a meter-tall earthen wall.

Ye Xuan didn't stay idle. He went up the mountain and cut down a few trees. Then, he used some straw to build a bamboo pavilion above the millstones.

Lin Yang's parents didn't want to stay idle either. They came all day to help out, fixing the stove, lifting the grass, and so on. They ate as happily as the workers.

Although they had not started working on it in the past few days, the reputation of Lin Family Village's tofu had already spread to the town. People from several villages nearby often came to ask if there were any more tofu. This was the result of people spreading word of mouth.

The other day, Jiaoniang went to look at the basket of tofu that Qiao Ke had left behind. Jiaoniang had only mentioned it a little bit before she had made tofu as big as a child's fist, boiled it with gravy and other ingredients, sold it at a high price of 30 gold coins, and even earned its name as the "monkey brain". Eating it could nourish the body.

Jiaoniang did not intend for tofu to only become food for the rich. In this era, people were used to hardships and were especially poor in terms of food. For example, in their village, most of the children were thin and malnourished. If tofu could bring them some benefits in the future, then Jiaoniang's life here would not be in vain.

Jiaoniang was not a philanthropist, but when her previous life was full of businesses, she was most keen on giving back the money she earned to society. In the end, if she was the only rich person in a region, then it would naturally make people jealous. However, if everyone's days were good, then she would not be too eye-catching and would instead gain a good reputation.

It's not hard to be rich. It's hard to be a businessman with a good life and a good conscience. If they were poor, they would do the best. If they were poor, they would help the whole world. Even though it was a different era, Jiaoniang didn't intend to make any changes to her persistence in these matters. Or rather, she was an idealist.

He thought that if he wanted to make more tofu, he would need a lot of people. Madam Lin had been busy these few days and found a few portable young lady s in the village to make tofu.

When Madam Lin brought them over, Jiaoniang recognized that two of them were the ones who had said bad things about her. They lowered their heads uneasily, afraid that Jiaoniang would abandon them.

Coming to Jiaoniang's house to help her with 50 yuan a month was already a lot of money for the farmers. They usually had nothing to do at home, so how much jute did they have to work to earn 50 yuan? If Jiaoniang didn't want them, she would have to say it when she returned home. Now, she could only hate herself for talking too much and speaking ill of others.

"Since these people were introduced here by the Madam Lin, they probably worked very efficiently. You guys follow Madam Lin first, see how she does it, and learn from her. Lunch will be served by me, and you guys can just take turns to cook every day. "

The two women looked at each other and looked at Jiaoniang gratefully. They didn't expect that Jiaoniang would ignore their previous hatred. They thought that this job was going to end in failure!

Ever since he started making tofu, his demand for the baskets for tofu had increased. The ones made up by Lin Yang's father were not enough for him. Therefore, Ye Xuan went down the mountain every day to break the branches of the willow and bring them back. The old man, who had a child helping him, would sit here when he had nothing to do, so he would help Jiaoniang make a basket.

Leaning against the wall all day long, three to five old men whose legs were inconvenient were knitting their stuff in baskets. When the soy milk was ready, Jiaoniang ordered someone to fill a big bowl with it and set it aside for the old man to drink.

Jiaoniang was drying dregs in the yard, afraid that the chickens would pull on them. She would surround them with a fence not far away in the small forest, letting the chickens flop about in search of insects to eat. At night, she would drive them home.

All the soybeans they had collected had been put to use. Jiaoniang had asked them to make tofu with their arms open, and they only managed to deal with the tofu buyers from all over the place by staying up all day long.

Currently, there were only a few people who bought tofu at the Lin Family Village in the town. The price of the tofu at the restaurant wasn't too hard to sell, so she had Jiaoniang deliver two carts of tofu to her every day. The ones who came to pull the tofu were the people she had found at the cattle store in the town.

Even though Jiaoniang sold a lot of tofu every day, she did not have much money with her. On one hand, everyone could use beans in exchange for tofu, so she was naturally unwilling to spend money to buy tofu. The beans in exchange were almost piled up in half of the warehouse. Jiaoniang was afraid of piling up too much and wanted the villagers to use money to buy them. However, a frail woman asked her, "Is it okay to trade food for it?"

Jiaoniang did not know that some people did not come to Lin Family Village to buy tofu because they wanted to earn money.

The thin woman was only thirty years old, and the man was bitten by wolves in the spring. Fortunately, she managed to survive, but she was unable to do anything, while the three children were waiting for food. She went to work by herself, then returned home to serve the old and the young. A few days ago, she heard from the villagers that Lin Family Village sold a type of tofu food. A litre of beans could be exchanged for quite a bit of tofu. Only then did he painstakingly bring his eldest child to change the tofu, and then carried them for another tens of miles back to the village.

Originally, she had planned to eat the tofu, but who would have thought that the villagers would exchange it for food. After coming back, she had earned a lot of food. Only then did her family have a way to survive.

When Jiaoniang heard this, her heart stirred slightly. She gave up on the idea of using silver coins to exchange for beans. There was always a way for her to consume these grains. If it was just money, there wouldn't be many people who could afford it.

There were quite a number of people that came back to sell tofu from Jiaoniang. Some people were carrying a load of food and came back to sell tofu, shouting along the way, but didn't even get home. The money they got from selling tofu was already an incredible amount of income for people like them who relied on the land to survive.

A few days ago, Jiaoniang had sent someone to send some money to her mother and asked her if she was willing to sell tofu in her village. However, a few days had passed and no news from her mother's side had come back.

After handing over the family matters to the Madam Lin, and asking Ye Xuan to watch over them secretly, Jiaoniang carried her luggage and prepared to go take a look. Jiaoniang was not surprised to see that the village she was living in was less than five kilometers away from her village. Sometimes, there was not even a single household within several miles of her village.

Jiaoniang was so focused on what she was going to do next that she didn't notice the figure behind her.