The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

But such a good thing must not be known to others, so she immediately hunched over, bent over, and lowered her voice extremely low.

"Fubao, did the Bodhisattva tell you where the tofu is placed? We can carry it back. What can the tofu do? Fubao, what does the Bodhisattva look like? Don't tell others about this when you go back. ."

Song Fubao stopped and remained silent for a while, before she silently dragged her grandmother into an alley in the corner, a corner where there were no people.

After checking that there was no one around, she said seriously, "Grandma, the tofu is made from the little yellow beans in our house. Think about it, it is Guanyin Bodhisattva, why would he give us tofu directly? It must be the teller I have a way, let us work hard and get rich, right!"

"Yes, that's right, Bodhisattvas don't teach people to get something for nothing!" Mrs. Song nodded earnestly in agreement. As expected of the Bodhisattva she has always worshiped, she really lived up to her expectations.

Song Fuxing was very satisfied, and continued to pave the way for the birth and follow-up of his tofu, "So, I just came to ask, is there any white, soft thing made of beans for sale, if not, our family can sell it It’s tofu, right? We sell things that others can’t make. Think about it, how about our family?”

"Our family, let's send it!" Mrs. Song's eyes lit up, and she continued to nod fiercely.

"So, grandma, what do you think we should do now?" Song Fuxing threw out the ultimate goal and handed it to Mrs. Song, who really said what Song Fubao was thinking without hesitation.

"So we should check the whole town to see if there is any tofu seller, and then buy beans and go back to make tofu for sale. However, Grandma has lived in it for so many years, and we really don't have this thing in Anping Town. This is the first time I heard of it today. "

Mrs. Song planned to arrange it properly, but before Song Fuxing could speak, she continued to make arrangements in her head.

"When we make it, there will definitely be many people who are jealous and will ask how it happened. Think about it, grandma. At that time, I will tell the outside world that this is the dowry given to me by my natal family. I will pass it on to you. After all, my natal family is far away. No one can find out."

She is very confident and proud, and she is even more proud when she thinks of her dream of getting rich every day.

"Besides, even if they find out, my mother is dead, hahaha, they won't be able to ask... I'm sorry mother, I didn't laugh at you for dying, I laughed to make a fortune!"

Song Fubao was very satisfied with the performance of the old lady Song in front, and also very satisfied with the results of his first test of cpu, ktv... his own grandmother.

Thanks to the patient teaching of netizens, I watched more short videos and learned a lot of skills.

But when she heard the last two sentences, she laughed out loud first, this grandma...grandmother couldn't hold back the coffin board when she heard it.

After making up their minds, the two of them walked through the shops selling goods in the whole town as quickly as possible, secretly probing, and the more they looked behind, they found that there was still nothing. The old lady Song was so excited that she couldn't walk steadily.

Laughing quiveringly.

Son Song Fubao also took this opportunity to find out the situation in the town. There are only two restaurants, one for civilian meals, which is very cheap but common at home, and the other is Tianxianglou for entertaining guests.

There are relatively many dishes, but they are all made of ingredients that can be made by the town itself. Because there are not many seasonings, the taste is average.

Others are sporadic retail investors who sell snacks. They say that snacks are actually simple meals, which is nothing unusual.

As a rural child in the previous life, grandma was an authentic rural woman, making tofu is also one of the necessary skills. She has watched it for several years and helped to operate it, so it is not a problem.

"Grandmother, let's go shopping first. Don't buy beans, just take the ones at home, and try with two catties first. Let's buy some brine or gypsum. We only need one of them, and then it is a piece with thin Confucius. cloth."

Song Fuxing recalled, while filtering out the things that could be found or replaced at home in his mind, and then selected these few.

The brine for making tofu is generally divided into brine and gypsum water. After boiling salt with brine brine, the remaining black object is a mixture of magnesium chloride, magnesium sulfate and sodium chloride.

If it is really not there, the big deal is to slowly find all these things and match them yourself.

The second type is gypsum water, which is commonly used in making tofu in the south. The raw gypsum is put into the fire and burned to make it lose water and become mature gypsum. It is crushed into powder, and then dissolved in water to become brine.

In ancient times, it was usually found in traditional Chinese medicine shops... Song Fuxing thought, and turned to look at Mrs. Song, only to find that she had a look of embarrassment on her face. Needless to say, she already knew the result.

Eighty percent is the lack of brine.

"Okay, grandma, let's go to the pharmacy, the place where the medicine is sold, grandma?" Song Fuxing pulled grandma Song away without stopping. As soon as he walked in, the old man squatting on the ground raised his head, " What are you doing!"

"Doctor, do you have gypsum for sale? It's a white powder, like the kind scraped off from a stone." Song Fuxing tried his best to describe it. The doctor's eyes lit up slightly, and he got up and walked into the back room.

"You doll still know Chinese medicine? I'll show you if it's what you want, wait a minute."