The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

At this time, the processing technology of beans is not sophisticated, and it will hurt the throat when eating, and it is very difficult to eat. Therefore, unless there is a famine, or the poor family has no money to eat wheat, they will eat soybeans.

That's why Liang said that.

Zhao Leiguang shook his head and went to clean the millstone. Because Zhao Dong was grinding wet beans, he had to clean the grinding disc.

Mrs. Liang curled her lips, and said again: "I heard from the neighbors that Zhao Dong's family is not going to make a living. The life is so difficult, and they still buy candy for the daughter. Tell me, he is selling noodles. Let’s buy candy for my daughter.”

Zhao Leiguang lowered his head and did not answer her words, so Mrs. Liang continued talking to herself.

"If you want me to say, father-in-law shouldn't have lent noodles to his family. Who knows, he won't be able to pay it back. What if we rely on our family again in the future? We should get closer to Aunt Wang's family. , his son is the most promising in the village, and her grandson will be admitted to an official in the future, which will help our family. Don't you think so?"

She talked here for a long time, but seeing that her man ignored her at all, Mrs. Liang leaned over angrily, and patted Zhao Leiguang: "Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"I'm not listening." Zhao Leiguang said a little unhappy: "Let me tell you, what you said just now, don't say it in the future, if your father hears it, you will definitely be angry."

"Also, father has his own reasons. I think father is right. Brother Dong is a good person. He values ​​love and righteousness. Now that we are in trouble, our family is the head of the village, so we should help. You I will stop talking nonsense outside in the future."

After being reprimanded by her man, Liang's face was a little uneasy, and he was so angry that he stopped talking.

And Zhao Dong, who had gone far away, didn't hear these words, even if he did, he probably wouldn't care too much.

When he got home, Sun Mei had already gotten up and was washing in the yard.

Seeing that Zhao Dong had parked the car, he hurried forward to help bring the soy milk to the kitchen, then closed the door, pulled Zhao Dong, and walked mysteriously to the vegetable field: "Husband, look at these vegetables, are they better than yesterday? Much older."

Zhao Dong looked at it, but was also stunned.

Although most of the vegetables in the vegetable yard are still not edible, they are obviously much bigger than last night.

How could he grow so tall overnight?

Zhao Dong was surprised and said, "Well, what's going on?"

Sun Mei is an old bookworm, she opened her mind in an instant, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember our girl watering the vegetables last night?"

Zhao Dong didn't understand, so he said, "I remember, what's wrong?"

Sun Mei rolled his eyes at him angrily: "You still dislike my love of reading novels. In this case, it must be our daughter's golden finger. It's always written like this in novels. I guess it's some kind of wishful thinking. Carp luck or something."

Seeing Zhao Dong's disbelief, Sun Mei shrugged: "You don't believe me? How about you explain why Cai grew up overnight."

Zhao Dong hurriedly apologized with a smile: "How dare I disbelieve my wife."

Speaking of this, his expression became a little serious: "However, whether it is a gold finger or a silver finger, this matter must be kept secret, and no fourth person must know."

"Yes, yes, yes." Sun Mei nodded again and again: "I'll tell Tong Tong later on, and tell her not to go out and talk nonsense."

Zhao Dong nodded: "You can't be careless about this matter. I'll go to the mountain to cut some bamboo later and come back, and surround the vegetable garden. If you don't have to open the door, you can see the vegetables in the vegetable garden."

So, Zhao Dong, who had just returned from grinding the tofu, went to cut bamboo to make a fence without stopping.

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Today can be said to be the busiest day since time travel.

After breakfast, Sun Mei and Zhao Dong started to cut bamboos and tie fences in the yard. They were busy until noon, when Sun Mei was going to the school to cook, and Zhao Dong went to the village head carpenter Wang's house to order tofu boxes.

Because there is no such thing here, Zhao Dong was worried that he would not do it, so he drew a picture for him and explained it carefully. It was not until Carpenter Wang successfully made the first one that Zhao Dong left in peace.

He ordered a total of 20 sets of molds. I'm afraid I won't be able to make them out today, and I guess I won't be able to pick them up until tomorrow.

However, Zhao Dong took one back for use first.

After leaving Carpenter Wang's house, Zhao Dong did not go back directly, but went to blacksmith Zhao in the village and ordered a large iron pot.

And Sun Mei came back from cooking at school, and started ordering tofu without taking a break.

The steps to make tofu are actually very simple. First, filter the ground soybean milk. The filtered bean dregs and sun plums are not lost. They are fried with chopped green onion and rolled into bobing. It is very fragrant.

The filtered liquid is soy milk, and the next step is to cook soy milk. Boiling soy milk is also a technical task, and the time should not be too long, otherwise it will affect the quality of soy milk.

After it is cooked, it is the most critical step. Use the burnt gypsum to order tofu, and the skill of ordering tofu with gypsum can only be understood and unspoken, whether it is old or tender, it is all about practice and pondering.

This Sun Mei had thought about it in her previous life, and she was able to grasp it well.

She made two kinds in total, a box of tofu and a pot of tofu.

When Zhao Dong came back, it was just in time for the tofu to be finalized. The tofu box he brought back came in handy.

Zhao Dong asked the carpenter to carve a pattern on the bottom of the tofu frame, small squares in four rows and five columns. After the tofu is formed, there will be lines on the surface, which is convenient for cutting the tofu at that time.

After half an hour, the tofu takes shape.

Take off the pressure plate, open the steaming cloth, and the white and tender tofu is ready!

Sun Mei also prepared a secret sauce to accompany the bean curd. In fact, she also wanted to make something sweet, which is more convenient, just sprinkle some white sugar on it, but the sugar here is expensive.

According to Zhao Dong, the ones sold in the market cost twenty-six Wen per catty. Although there are some in the space, Sun Mei wants to keep them for herself.

It's also good to make salty tofu. Most of the northern regions love salty tofu.

Before Sun Mei cut it, Zhao Dong first weighed and calculated, one catty of beans yielded almost three catties of tofu, and for making bean curd, one catty of beans could yield twelve and a half catties of bean curd, which could make eighteen bowls.

According to the pricing agreed upon by the two, a catty of tofu costs three pennies, and a bowl of tofu costs one penny.

Now the cost price of beans is only one penny per catty, so after this calculation, there is still a lot of profit.

Thinking of this, Sun Mei suddenly became a little excited.

Zhao Dong: "Let's keep a piece for ourselves to eat at night, and share the rest. Send it to the village chief and Shitou."

"Row."

Last night, Zhao Dong had already planned to send those people off.

The village head's family will definitely give it away. Since the separation, the village head has taken good care of their family. Moreover, the village head's family has high prestige and is trustworthy.

Butcher Zhao's house, Zhao Dong meant to send some.

Although he didn't meet much before, when he went to the market last time, he met Butcher Zhao who went to sell meat at the market. Although this man looked big and thick, he was quite nice and careful.

Knowing that he had plans to start a business, he also enthusiastically explained to him various precautions for doing business, so Zhao Dong felt that he could help Zhang Yan.

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After cutting, Sun Mei went to the village chief's house with a bowl of tofu and a bowl of tofu curd.

The village chief's daughter-in-law, Tian Shi, was pulling his son's arm at the door to teach him a lesson. When he saw Sun Mei approaching, he let go of his hand. The child seemed to be rescued and rushed home.