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

"Grandma, you need to clean the stone mill!" She reminded again, and Grandma Song walked faster after she nodded her head.

Grandma Song walked away chattering, Song Fubao chuckled helplessly, and walked out to the main room for lunch.

As soon as she walked in, she was surrounded by the whole family.

"Sister, you are back. Grandma pulled you into her room to give you delicious food. We don't want to eat it, but just want to know. Second brother also has delicious food here!"

Immediately, Song Mingtang, the second cousin of the Song family, spread out his palm, and there were three bird eggs inside!

"And this, the wild honey we found, it's very sweet, Fubao, go with third brother, we'll drink it with sugar water!"

"No no no, look at me, I caught a snake, eat snake meat sister, eat meat, meat is the most delicious thing in the world!"

……

Several boys chattered and surrounded Song Fubao tightly, and Song Fubao took them one by one, deeply moved by these strong preferences.

Although she has been the younger sister of eight older brothers for more than six years, every time she is favored by the group, she still feels flattered. It may be that her father did not love her mother in her previous life. When she was in school, she only wanted to let her study hard. I want her to work hard to repay their hard work for her years of study.

Two-thirds of the monthly wages go home, and after deducting the rent, water, electricity, gas property fees, and garbage fees, there is only 700 yuan left for living expenses every month.

Struggle is a daily life, and saving wool is an essential skill for survival. Outsiders don't know it, and they say they are stingy. At first, they felt wronged. Later, Song Fuxing just smiled.

Thinking of this, she also smiled, but this time it was a happy smile surrounded by full of love, "Grandma is helping me make something, but I will keep it secret for the time being, and I need everyone's help tomorrow, let's sit down and eat." , Eat well and sleep well, you have to work hard tomorrow!"

After listening to her explanation, everyone suddenly realized, but their curiosity was aroused again.

But Song Fubao didn't say anything, Grandma Song's sharp eyes were shocking enough, and everyone stopped asking. After dinner, the eight cousins ​​took Song Fubao to play for a while, in order not to waste lamp oil, I washed up early and went to bed to lie down.

A few years ago, Song Fubao slept with his parents. After he was three years old, Song Fubao repeatedly asked himself to sleep alone. Grandma Song, who loved her children, quickly asked the men in the family to build a small room for her in the west wing.

Song Fubao lay in a daze on the bed, turned on the system and habitually looked through every clickable place in the system. This was her sleep process, and she couldn't fall asleep without looking through it.

Finally, after the process was over, Song Fubao closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning.

When she woke up again, she heard the sound of ding ding dong dong, ping-pong, ping-pong, and she quickly dressed and went out, only to find that the soybeans had been washed and moved to the yard.

The stone mill in the yard has been washed again, dripping water, and there are three clean large wooden basins, and a temporary stove has been built next to the mouth of the well in the yard, and a large iron pot that has been polished brightly. put it on top.

Everything is ready, only owes Dongfeng!

"Don't worry, Fu Bao, you said we'll do it, you just sit on the stool and have breakfast, today it's an egg and a bowl of millet porridge." Grandma Song rushed to pick Fu Baoniang up in front of her.

Fu Baoniang was a little disappointed, and in the next second, Grandma Song stuffed Song Fubao into her arms, "Don't be stingy, I'm just helping you hug the baby, and I'm too narrow-minded. Hold it yourself, don't fall on our Fubao!" precious!"

"Mother, I didn't mean that!" Fu Baoniang explained, but her movements were obedient.

"Mother is just kidding, you really mean it, take Fu Bao to wash and eat, they are all waiting for work!" Boss Song explained, pulling his wife and Song Fuxing away.

Song Fuxing reached out and patted his mother's shoulder, "Don't be jealous, Ma'am, I'm your own, a fact that no one can change!"

"Okay, okay, I know, I know, heartless girl!"

……

When Song Fubao finished, it was half an hour later, and she hurriedly instructed everyone that the big iron pot was boiled by the big brother, the second cousin and the third cousin, and the beans were ground by the father and the fifth and sixth cousins. .

The others wait for now.

The first is to grind soybeans. During the grinding process, add water while grinding. Stop for a while in the middle of each addition. The amount of water added is thin and thin.

The men had plenty of strength, and there were not many beans, so the stone mill was cleaned up just after grinding, and the water in the pot was boiled. Song Fubao directed his father, Boss Song, to make two wooden sticks as thick as arms. The cross with a round hole at the end is hung on the beam under the eaves.

Then tie the four corners of the cleaned mosquito net cloth into the holes at the ends of the wooden sticks, pour boiled water into the ground soybeans, and then pour them into gauze bags.

After time and time again, a bucket full of bean water was poured into a large iron pot to start cooking, and the bean dregs were also scooped up in a basin on the side and put away. This is food, and in this era, it is still edible and must be kept.

Waiting for the fire to boil, the most important moment has come - the moment of "ordering tofu".