After wearing the book, I farmed and raised children and became the emperor

Shao Qingyi taught Mr. Song about raising children, and Mr. Song reciprocated by teaching Shao Qingyi how to use a stone mill.

"The stone mill can't grind too much at one time, you have to be patient." Song Jiafulang taught, "If you want to grind soybean milk, you have to add beans and water at the same time. Don't add too much water, lest the beans will be crushed before they are ground. The water came out."

"Yeah!" Shao Qingyi watched Mr. Song's husband skillfully grind the soybean milk with a stone mill, studied hard, and firmly remembered the main points in his mind.

"Your beans can be soaked for a little longer. The longer the beans are soaked, the smoother the soy milk will be." Song Jiafulang said again, "But this level is also possible, but it will take more time and effort. .”

"Okay, I'll soak for a while next time!" Shao Qingyi responded immediately.

"When grinding, you should grind in this order, not backwards." Song Jiafulang continued to demonstrate, "Like this, grind slowly, twice or three times at a time, and the soy milk will flow out. If you feel Soy milk is not fine enough, you can also grind it a second time after grinding it once."

"Okay, I see." Shao Qingyi nodded seriously.

"Grinding soybean milk is actually very simple, and I've explained all the key points to you." Song Jiafulang said, and gave the seat to Shao Qingyi with a smile, "Come and try."

Shao Qingyi had never used a stone mill before, and she was already a little itchy after seeing Mrs. Song's teaching just now. Now it was finally his turn, and he was a little excited.

According to the method taught by Mr. Song's husband just now, Shao Qingyi quickly ground fine soybean milk.

"Very good, just keep turning like this." Song Jiafulang commented with satisfaction.

Shao Qingyi felt that the job of grinding beans should be very easy to lose weight.

After only a few rounds of grinding, he felt a little out of breath.

Seeing this, Mr. Song's husband smiled and said: "Mr. He's physical strength seems to be weak, he needs to practice more."

Shao Qingyi blushed a little when she heard the words. Although she had done a lot of work after wearing a book, most of them were jobs that didn't require much strength. The job of grinding soybean milk was indeed a bit too tiring for him.

"Do you grind by hand like this on weekdays?" Shao Qingyi grinded for a while, stopped to wipe off his sweat, and asked doubtfully.

"Of course." Mr. Song's husband asked in doubt, "If you don't grind like this, how else can you grind?"

"For example... let the livestock grind it?" Shao Qingyi thought for a while and replied.

"Livestock? You mean, cows?" Hearing what Shao Qingyi said, Mrs. Song's husband also considered the feasibility of this plan, "For cows, it is possible. But only Lao Yang's family in the village raises two cows. During the spring plowing season, the village They borrow cattle from his house. It’s not worthwhile to borrow cattle just to make soy milk!”

Shao Qingyi thought for a moment, then said, "Then, where is the mule?"

"Mule? What's that?" Mr. Song's husband asked suspiciously.

"A mule is a hybrid of a donkey and a horse..." Looking at the puzzled expression of Mr. Song's husband, Shao Qingyi knew that there should be no such thing as a mule in this world.

After hearing Shao Qingyi's explanation, Mr. Song's husband replied: "There is a horse, but I have never seen a donkey. It's just that the price of this horse is not cheap, and with our family's current demand for soybean milk, there is no need to use these external forces. "

"It's also..." Shao Qingyi thought of the Song family's current tofu production, and there was really no need to use animal power.

Sure enough, I'm still too weak and too lazy... People can bear it every day, but I feel tired after just grinding for a while.

Shao Qingyi thought helplessly.

Seeing Mu's father and Song's husband grinding soybean milk, the two children Cheng Ping and Cheng An thought it was fun and wanted to grind it too.

"It's inconvenient..." Shao Qingyi said, looking at Mrs. Song's husband.

But he smiled and said: "It's okay, the small stone mill over there is used by my children, if they want to play, let them play."

As he said that, he called several children of his family to come out and teach his two little brothers how to use the stone mill.

The children of the Song family had long been interested in Cheng Ping and Cheng An, who looked beautiful in pink makeup. They ran over quickly after hearing their mother's greeting.

There are six children in the Song family, the oldest is a man, who is 15 years old this year, and the youngest is a brother, who is also six years old this year.

All the children of the Song family were older than Cheng Ping and Cheng'an. They regarded themselves as brothers and sisters one after another, and taught each other the soymilk grinding skills they had learned.

Seeing several children playing together, Shao Qingyi showed a gratified smile.

Sure enough, the children still have more contact with other children to see how happy they are smiling!

"Why don't you see Brother Song?" Shao Qingyi asked while continuing to grind the soy milk.

"The son of the Zhang family is going to marry a wife, so he's going to help with the hard work." The husband of the Song family sighed softly when he heard the words, "Our family has a lot of children, and the daily expenses are also high, and the children are growing up gradually. Prepare the bride price and dowry for them earlier, so besides selling tofu, he will also find some simple labor to do."

As soon as she came to the Song family, Shao Qingyi felt that the economic conditions of the Song family seemed to be average.

Hearing what Mr. Song's family said now, he felt that the Song family must have some serious financial problems.

Shao Qingyi was originally thinking about what new products could be developed, but seeing that the Song family needed to make money, she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Song's family, I have some contacts in Fucheng, I wonder if you are interested in cooperating with me. "

"Eh?" Mr. Song's husband was stunned for a moment, and then said ecstatically, "What kind of connection?"

"I made some food to sell in Fucheng earlier, which attracted the interest of some people from the aristocratic family, so I agreed with them to cooperate for a long time." Shao Qingyi replied, "It's just that I have too few types of food on hand now, so a Time can't support the scene. The reason why I came to grind soy milk today is to see if I can make some snacks with tofu."

The more Shao Qingyi said, the wider the Song family's eyes widened.

Can Mrs. He's family sell food to the aristocratic family in Fucheng?This is not the way that ordinary people can have!

And long-term cooperation?This, this is simply a gold mine!

"How much tofu do you need?" Song Jiafulang asked excitedly.

"It's hard to say now..." Shao Qingyi shook her head, "After all, the finished product hasn't come out yet. After the finished product comes out, I'll take some to test the situation. Once someone likes it, the demand for this tofu will definitely not decrease! "

"That's great!" Mr. Song's husband became more and more excited, "We can supply as much tofu as you want!"

Seeing that Mrs. Song was so excited as if there were a large number of orders in front of her eyes, Shao Qingyi felt a little guilty. What if the research and development of dried bean curd did not succeed... how disappointed Mr. Song was...

"This matter may not be possible..." Shao Qingyi reminded tactfully.

"It's okay, at least more than now!" Song Jiafulang was very optimistic, "If our guy knows that we can make more tofu in the future, he will probably go crazy with joy."

As he said that, he sighed: "Hey, when I first married him, the family almost couldn't live on because he made too much tofu every day and couldn't sell it all. It was only after I tried to persuade him that he finally agreed to reduce the tofu. The amount has been reduced to the current state of balance. I know that my family still prefers tofu in their old profession, but selling tofu can’t make money. There is such a large family in the family. If you don’t do hard work, how can you have income? Woolen cloth?"

Although she knew the mission of these craftsmen in Shuiwan Village, Shao Qingyi couldn't help asking: "Then, didn't you consider moving to Fucheng? With your craftsmanship, you can definitely make a lot of money in Fucheng, right?"

"I also considered it..." Mr. Song's husband said helplessly, "But our ancestors have lived in Shuiwan Village for generations, and our family and friends are all here. Going to Fucheng has no other benefits except to make more money. Life has not reached the point where it is completely unbearable, so I finally gave up."

Shao Qingyi nodded: "That's right."

He is a person who travels through books, and he has no relationship with the people here, so if he encounters the situation of the Song family, he can make the decision to go to Fucheng without hesitation.

But the local villagers of Shuiwan Village are deeply attached to the land and the villagers. If they had no other choice, they would not have made the decision to leave their hometown.

Grinding soymilk is a very tedious job that tests patience. Fortunately, Mrs. Song was by the side chatting with Shao Qingyi to relieve boredom, otherwise Shao Qingyi really wouldn't be able to make it to the end.

Song Jiafulang said that he only needs to soak the soybeans longer next time, so that he won't be so tired.

Shao Qingyi was thinking, next time she needs tofu, she should come directly to Song's house to buy it.

Looking at the barrel of thick soy milk that was ground out, Shao Qingyi had mixed feelings in her heart.

This is really the result of sweat condensation.

"Do you want more of these bean dregs?" Mr. Song Jiafulang pointed to the ground bean dregs and asked, "If you don't want them, I'll collect them and compost them."

"I want it." Shao Qingyi said quickly, "Our family just bought a few chickens and ducks, and this bean dregs can be used as feed."

"Is that so? Then come to our house to get it!" Mr. Song's husband said generously, "Our family has accumulated too much bean dregs, which can only be used as fertilizer. Since you have better uses, use them Bar."

"Thank you so much!" Shao Qingyi said pleasantly. He was still worrying about the food for the chickens, ducks and geese in the morning, but he didn't expect that this problem would be solved in the afternoon.

In the end, Shao Qingyi returned home with a bucket of soy milk and a bucket of bean dregs, and two children who had fun but were also sore.

Seeing that Shao Qingyi was in one bucket when she went out, but turned into two buckets when she came back, He Changji couldn't help laughing and said, "Why did you go out and bring back more things?"

"Song's husband is too enthusiastic. After hearing that I want to feed chickens and ducks with bean dregs, he gave me all the bean dregs that he had saved these days." Shao Qingyi was also helpless, "But in this way, the food for these brats You don't have to worry about it."

"I have accepted someone's favor, so I have to remember to go back next time." He Changji reminded.

"Do you need to say that?" Shao Qingyi said, and glanced arrogantly at He Changji, seeing him looking at her with a funny face, the inexplicable anger that was underestimated that had risen up also disappeared, explaining Said, "I think the Song family really wants to sell their own tofu, so they plan to add the Song family's bean products to the list of products in the future."

He Changji heard the words: "Soy products are not easy to store, right?"

"Yes, this is the biggest problem right now." Shao Qingyi was also a little distressed about this problem.

In modern times, this problem is easy to solve, just vacuum pack it in a plastic bag.

But in this technologically backward world, there is not even plastic, let alone vacuum packaging.

How to prolong the shelf life of these foods really needs to be studied carefully.

Otherwise, not to mention the soy products of the Song family, even those made by himself are difficult to store for a long time, which will affect the sales period and sales radius.

Other than plastic bags...what else can vacuum pack?

Vacuum canning?

But there are no glass jars or tin cans here...

Wait, glass jars?

Shao Qingyi suddenly remembered the glazed bowls sold by Hu merchants when he went to Fucheng before, because he was familiar with glass bowls, so he completely ignored the gaudy bowls that had an atmosphere of the [-]s.

But now that I think about it, the manufacture of glass doesn't seem too difficult?He can make a glass bottle, and then use the method of thermal expansion and cold contraction, and seal the bottle mouth with a cork!

Once this method is feasible, not only soy products, but also other foods can be stored in this way, so as to achieve the effect of extending the shelf life!

But glass should be considered a luxury in this world, right?Perhaps the practice of glass bottles is more valuable to the people of this world than soy products?

To store food in glass bottles, for people in this era, it is similar to eating in golden bowls, right?If you really do this, it will probably cause more troubles, right?

No, no, you still have to think about it.

Shao Qingyi put down the thought just now, if this glass bottle is really made, it will really piss her off!

Think of other alternatives...

Cheap, common, unremarkable...

Soon, Shao Qingyi thought of the answer: ceramics!

Ceramic products can also achieve the effect of glass, so the next question is - how to improve the relationship with Chen Jiafulang.

He still remembered that He Changji said that last year he had a fight with Mrs. Chen because of a comb.

Although there is a gender difference between brothers and women, they are almost the same in terms of mind and eyes.

After a fight like this, it shouldn't be so easy to reconcile...

Shao Qingyi couldn't help sighing, the original owner left her with so much mess.

He Changji who was on the side saw Shao Qingyi's face showing joy for a while, and a sad face for a while, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, how to reconcile with Chen Jiafu..." Shao Qingyi said distressedly, "There will be many places where porcelain crock pots will be used in the future. If you don't establish a good relationship with Chen Jiafu, you will probably suffer a lot."

He Changji didn't expect that he was actually worrying about this matter.

He didn't have any experience in dealing with these grievances between brothers, so he could only suggest: "Otherwise, if you send him some fried fish nuggets, maybe he will see the side of the food and forgive you?"

"Fried fish nuggets are not a panacea. How can this kind of thing be solved so easily?" Shao Qingyi couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry when she heard this, "Besides, I had a fight with him before. He must be stubborn. Why? Maybe forgive me for this little food?"

But He Changji said: "Didn't you all get angry at the beginning because of eating in one bite, and then had a dispute over a comb, and finally got into a fight?"

"Eh? Ah...is that so?" Shao Qingyi laughed, "I can't even remember."

He Changji continued: "The first time you had a grudge was at the Lu family's wedding banquet. The Lu family is somewhat related to your mother's family. The youngest daughter of the Lu family got married. We were invited to a wedding banquet, and we happened to be at the same table with Mrs. Chen's husband. "

"Okay, it seems to be like this..." Shao Qingyi tried hard to search for the memory in this area, but unfortunately she couldn't find any, so she could only follow what He Changji said, "So you think, I went to find it with food. He apologized, will he forgive me?"

"I'm not sure about that." He Changji shook his head, "Since you sincerely want to reconcile with him, you should try a lot, right?"

"You're right." Shao Qingyi nodded, and then remembered that He Changji had been interrupted by herself in the middle of what she said just now, so she continued to ask, "Well, I don't remember much about what happened between me and Mrs. Chen before. It’s clear, can you tell me in detail? I’ll pay more attention.”

"Actually, it's nothing." He Changji replied, "That is to say, you heard that turtle shells can beautify your skin, and you wanted to eat them at the same time, and then you quarreled. In the end, your mother made the decision and gave Qing Cheng the turtle shells on the table. The child will make up for it after eating."

"What about the comb?" Shao Qingyi asked again.

"Mr. Zheng made a few combs out of furniture leftovers. He never married. There are only two young apprentices in his family. If he doesn't need so many combs, he just said that anyone in the village who likes them can take them by themselves. As a result, you Both Chen Jiafulang and Chen Jiafu fell in love with a comb at the same time, and no one wanted to let the other, so they started fighting." He Changji told Shao Qingyi everything he knew.

When Shao Qingyi heard this, it seems that Mrs. Chen's husband likes to eat, but prefers beauty and grooming!

This really touched his blind spot.

He is a big man, how could he know this!

If Chen Jiafulang likes to exercise, he can still communicate with him, dress up and so on, which is really embarrassing for him.

Forget it, let's cook the soy milk first...

Shao Qingyi picked up two buckets and went into the kitchen.

The bean dregs given by Mr. Song's family were collected in the past few days. Although they haven't rotted yet, they must be used up as soon as possible.

Shao Qingyi ordered the two children to mix the bean dregs and rice bran together, and then feed some to the cubs.

The two children took up the task happily.

Shao Qingyi started to cook soy milk.

If you want to drink soy milk, you can just boil the ground soy milk and drink it. Shao Qingyi is going to save some soy milk for He Changji and the two children to drink later.

He still learned how to make tofu in kindergarten class.

There will be some practical classes in the kindergarten, and some traditional craftsmen will be invited to teach the children.One of them was teaching how to make tofu.

As the teacher leading the class, Shao Qingyi naturally studied with her.

But in the modern society, if Shao Qingyi wanted to eat tofu, she could just go to the supermarket or vegetable market to buy it.There are even vendors on the side of the road pushing cars and hawking at the entrance of the community. It is very convenient to buy, so why is it so troublesome?

Although I learned it, I haven't tried it myself after all.After trying it today, he realized that the little tofu is so hard-won.

After cooking for about half an hour, the raw soy milk began to boil.But Shao Qingyi didn't move. He remembered that the teacher who was teaching specially emphasized that the raw soy milk would have a false boiling phenomenon. It didn't really boil when it first boiled, and it needed to be boiled for another 10 minutes.

Drinking fake boiled soy milk is prone to diarrhea, so whether you are making tofu or tofu nao, you need to boil the soy milk completely before proceeding to the next step.

After cooking for a while, Shao Qingyi filled the boiling soybean milk into an empty bucket, then slowly added salt and brine into it, and stirred it.

The brine was given to him by Mr. Song's husband.

The cooked soy milk quickly solidified under the action of brine, forming a large number of flocs.

After standing still until the flocs settled and completely separated from the water, Shao Qingyi scooped up the water on top with a spoon, and then poured the flocs in the bucket onto the white gauze.

Picking up the gauze, Shao Qingyi took out the mold that had been prepared a long time ago, put the tofu brain in it and compacted it, squeezed out the water, and the homemade tofu was completed.

Making tofu by myself is really tiring, Shao Qingyi once again regretted why she couldn't think about it so much and insisted on doing it by herself.

Isn't it delicious to buy tofu?

But when she ate the homemade tofu fried with her own handmade tofu at night, Shao Qingyi put her regrets behind her!

Homemade tofu is so delicious!

The two children and He Changji also ate very happily. They were full of the delicious and slightly sweet sauce on the outside, the soft and tender inside, and a little bit of spicy taste, appetizing and delicious.

After dinner, the day is almost over again.

Shao Qingyi took the water from washing dishes and watered the vegetable field.

The scallions planted before have grown slender leaves and are growing lushly. The wild vegetable seeds have not germinated yet, and the stems of wolfberry cuttings have grown new leaves, which should be alive.

Although his vegetable garden is still empty at present, he believes that by this time next year, he will definitely have a bumper harvest!

"What are you looking at?" With the help of the two children, He Changji, who had put his carpenter's tools into the woodshed, walked over with the two children.

"I'm looking at these dishes." Shao Qingyi said with some regret, "It's a pity that the season is not the right time, otherwise I really want to fill up the empty space."

"If you really want to fill this place, you can also transplant some wild fruit trees on the mountain." He Changji suggested, "It can also be eaten and shaded."

"Wild fruit trees?" Shao Qingyi became interested when she heard it, "What kind of wild fruit trees are there on the mountain?"

"Pears, persimmons, raspberries, mangosteen, jujubes and other fruits can be seen everywhere." He Changji recalled, "This season is when these wild fruits are ripe. If you are willing to spend time, a day You can pick up a lot."

The author has something to say: the feather vegetable seeds I bought yesterday have arrived, and it is said that they will mature in 20 days~ I hope I can eat the feather vegetables I grew myself in a month~

This year, the author also planted blueberries himself, which is the kind with flowers and fruits on a certain treasure, but in the end he only ate two super sour blueberries, and the rest were eaten by sparrows unconsciously...

I also bought lemons, which are said to mature in August, looking forward to it~

In addition to code words, the author prefers to grow these flowers and plants, but this year I suddenly feel that planting vegetables and fruit trees is also very good, not only for viewing but also for eating hahaha.I bought various vanilla seedlings some time ago, probably because of the abundant rain, the small seedlings have grown amazingly, and now they have grown into a large plant, and I can’t finish eating them hahaha!

As for why there are so many jokes today... probably because I really can't write a small theater!cry.jpg

感谢在2020-07-0120:28:53~2020-07-0219:52:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Sansheng Shiliye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!