Imperial Exam Daily

When Yang Ye went back, the yard was unlocked, but he didn't see Axi when he went in.

He found the key from under the coir raincoat and opened the door. After putting the bought rice and meat into the house, footsteps came from the yard. He thought it was Axi who came back, but unexpectedly it was Yang Cheng who came.

"Big brother."

"I'm back." Yang Cheng frowned with a smile.

Yang Ye asked, "What's so good about it, big brother?"

Yang Cheng recounted what happened today, and said cheerfully, "It's really delicious. My friend Zhao Yong, who ran with me, also begged for it from me. You've seen it before."

"Brother likes to eat, so you can take more and eat it. You don't have to worry about it." Yang Ye didn't expect the yuba to be loved by them. Originally, he saw Dou Zi's clever move to make Ah Xi happy. Yang Cheng said so , he had other thoughts.

He led Yang Cheng to see the bean curd sticks at home, and packed another basket for him. The two brothers talked about the bean curd sticks for a while, and Yang Ye briefly explained the production process to Yang Cheng.

"It's really easy to make, but why is it called yuba?"

"It's easy to make. If you talk about bean curd, won't others get the recipe right away?"

Yang Cheng smiled and said, "It makes sense!"

"I'm going to go out to sell dates in two days, and I don't think I'll be back until a month or two. Your sister-in-law still needs you to look after her for a while."

In previous years, Yang Cheng was under a lot of pressure at this time of year. He was afraid that if he hoarded too many jujubes and couldn’t sell them, he would lose money. If he couldn’t make money, his family’s life would drop sharply. The money for Yang Ye’s study was also a big problem, but This year is different, Yang Ye has an errand, and even let him know the truth, raising the two people in the family is not a problem at all, he really doesn't have to worry about it.

Walking in the village now, the villagers love to praise Yang Ye. As a brother, he is proud in his heart, has a bright face, and the burden on his shoulders has been relieved a lot.

"Brother, since you want to go out and sell the goods, why don't you make more bean curd sticks and sell them. There is no such thing in the market. It is our own recipe, and it may sell well."

Yang Ye tasted the delicacy and was very moved: "Yuba is a good thing, but everyone has never tasted it, so I'm afraid they won't buy it lightly."

"That's not easy. When you reach your destination, you can soak the bean curd sticks and accompany them with chili peppers. When you sell them, let people try them. If you know the taste, you will buy them if you like them." Yang Ye said: "I'll chop some chili sauce for you Take it with you, it will be very easy to accompany, even if you can’t sell it, you can eat it yourself, it can be used as a package or as a commodity, how about it?”

There was light in Yang Cheng's eyes, and he very much agreed with Yang Ye's proposal: "Then I'll go back and call your sister-in-law, and I'll bring some beans over along the way, so we can make more tonight."

"No, you just ask your sister-in-law to come over and learn how to do it. There is a whole pot in the house, and there will not be much yuba around here. If your sister-in-law has learned how to do it, you can cook it in the old house."

"Then, I'll go first."

Yang Cheng left Axi and came back.

Seeing that Yang Ye was busy, Ah Xi hid the bitterness in his heart and asked softly, "Are you going to grind the beans again?"

"Well, I want to teach my elder brother how to make yuba. If you are tired, you can rest at home."

Yang Cheng went home and called his daughter-in-law, and prepared to go to the public mill with beans. When Wu Yonglan heard that yuba was going to be sold, she was both happy and worried: "This is the second brother's recipe after all. He taught us like this. ?”

It's no wonder that Wu Yonglan is overhearted, her natal family's recipe for making tofu is so tight that even her own family is on guard, but Yang Ye asks for advice. Can she not have mixed feelings.

"Since the second brother is willing to teach us, please don't say anything out of place as a family."

Wu Yonglan took a long breath and nodded.

When the couple passed by, only Axi was at home, so Yang Cheng simply brought ten catties of beans to grind, and when they came back, Axi and Wu Yonglan had already boiled a large pot of water.

Several people were there, and Yang Yezai carefully taught the method of making bean curd sticks. Wu Yonglan had some knowledge in her body, and she quickly got started.

"I saw that tofu was made at home, but I never imagined that this layer of paste on the soy milk could actually make it delicious."

Everyone was happy to see the finished product.

After learning the method, Yang Cheng and his wife didn't stay any longer, they hurried home and started to do it themselves.

This time Yang Ye used [-] catties of beans and burned more than three pots of soy milk. The two of them ate dinner hastily and worked until midnight to finish all the bean curd sticks.

Axi played with the bean curd sticks hanging on the bamboo pole and asked Yang Ye: "How, how do you sell the bean curd sticks?"

Yang Ye made a rough calculation. On the market, a catty of soybeans costs three cents, and a catty of soybeans can only yield half a catty of bean curd sticks, which means that bean curd sticks cost at least six pennies per catty to avoid losing money.

But it is impossible to sell Liuwen a catty. This price is not profitable at all, and it takes so much labor. Not only is the process of making soybeans into yuba cumbersome, but it is also not easy to grow soybeans.

It is difficult to sell by the catty, he said to A Xi: "We can make seven to eight bean curd sticks per catty, and one can be sold for two Wen, which can make some money."

"Yes, is it too expensive? Tofu is only five cents and two yuan."

"The price of tofu is because there are more people selling tofu, but only we have yuba. If the price is too low, everyone can buy it, and soon everyone will get bored, so they have to squeeze money out of their teeth to buy it. Only when the appetite is kept hanging can it be sold for a long time."

Ah Xi seemed to understand, Yang Ye saw how confused he was, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead lightly, how could the child understand business matters: "It's getting late, go to bed early, I'm in the county today I met Xing Huai, he gave me a rabbit, and I asked him to bring my aunt over for dinner tomorrow."

"Then, did he agree?"

"Of course I agreed, I will come back early tomorrow afternoon to cook."

Ah Xi closed her eyes, and replied obediently: "Okay."

Yang Ye was really a little tired. After returning to the room and touching the bed, he fell asleep without even turning over, but Ah Xi closed his eyes after blowing out the candle and couldn't fall asleep.

He was lying on the inside of the small wooden bed with his hands and feet curled up. It was already a bit cold in the late autumn night, and he was still covered with a summer quilt. He didn't feel cold in the past, but tonight he didn't know whether it was too late or something. He always felt that his hands and feet were a little cold .

Today, the words of the people in the village have been hanging in his heart like a big rock, and he didn't dare to show too many emotions in front of Yang Ye. He only frowned when he returned to his hut, and regained his bitter face.

These days Yang Ye treated him very well, after a long time, he almost forgot that Yang Ye loved Mei Xiaozhi in his heart, the words of the villagers undoubtedly sounded a wake-up call for him.

He didn't want to leave Yang Ye, let alone marry someone else. After marrying into the Yang family, he flattered Yang Ye in every way, from the beginning for his aunt, to the end when he was willing, and it took only a few months.

He treats Yang Ye well with his heart, and Yang Ye gradually takes care of him everywhere from the previous few words and reticence. He is so indulging in his thoughtfulness that he can't tell whether Yang Ye has him in his heart, or he is just a gracious figure newspaper person.

Occasionally when he couldn't sleep at night, he also wanted to ask Yang Ye what he was thinking, but he was afraid that if he asked, he would lose everything. Instead of doing this, he might as well pretend that he didn't know anything and spend a day under his care. one day.

Drowsy, he didn't know when he fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Ye got up early. In the past, Axi had already made breakfast when he woke up, but today the room was quiet.

He glanced at Axi's room, the small wooden door was still closed tightly, and it was rare for the child to sleep late, so he didn't have the heart to wake him up, so he went to the kitchen alone to cut off a piece of pig fat he bought yesterday and boil some oil Sauce, chopped the pork that has been removed from the oil, and made some saozi with the dried pickles.

Then knead the noodles and boil the water. After a stick of incense, two bowls of hot shaozi noodles will be ready.

In order to make it more hearty, he also spread two soft-boiled eggs on the noodle bowl, which looked very appetizing.

He put the noodles on the table and knocked on the door of the boy's room: "Axi, come out for breakfast soon."

Yang Ye heard the people in the room turn over, and then there was the sound of getting dressed in a panic, and he got out of bed. He laughed through the door, and he could imagine the boy's panic when he found out that he had overslept .

After a while, the door creaked open, and Yang Ye was going to work, so he didn't wait for him to eat, he swallowed the noodles, looked up and saw A Xi was sleepy, his hair was messed up, standing under the door rail at a loss, The tone was full of guilt: "I, I somehow fell asleep."

Yang Ye felt as if he was stung by a bee.

"It's okay, go wash your face and come over to eat noodles, or it won't taste good if you get lumpy later."

Ah Xi hurried into the kitchen, and when he came back, Yang Ye had almost finished eating. He was busy until midnight yesterday, and Yang Ye didn't have time to give the cakes to the children. He put the wrapped cakes on the table , and pushed it to Axi's hand.

Ah Xi exclaimed, "Give it to me?"

Yang Ye said: "You are the only child in the family, who else can I give it to if I don't give it to you?"

Ah Xi's fingers holding the chopsticks were involuntarily curled up, his eyes were a little hot, and then became wet. He didn't dare to look at Yang Ye, and stared straight at the pastry, his heart was churning violently.

Yang Ye didn't know that the young man had tacitly agreed that Yipinxiang's pastry was bought for Mei Xiaozhi, and now that it was suddenly in his hands, he couldn't control his emotions. Hearing the young man's voice choked up, Yang Ye's brows tightened: "What's wrong, no Like it?"

"No, no, I just haven't eaten pastry for a long time."

Originally, I wanted to make the children happy, but I didn't realize it, but it made people cry. Yang Ye felt that this morning was really enough to memorize, so he quickly comforted him: "If you think it's delicious, I'll buy it from you next time, don't cry. "

"No, don't buy it in the future, the pastries are very, very expensive."

No matter how expensive it is, I can't stand the kids liking it. What's wrong with spending some money.

Yang Ye coaxed Ah Xie for a while, watched him finish the noodles, and left after seeing that the young man was in a better mood.

He sighed, Ah Xi looks good when she smiles, and it hurts when she cries. Both crying and laughing can grab people's hearts. The child is sensitive and fragile. He can no longer say harsh words like before. .