Little wealth

After he reconciled, he saw the man carrying a wooden bucket into the kitchen, pouring a bucket of water into the water tank, and there was still half a bucket of water in the other bucket, which was put aside for him to use.Josh put his mind away, looked at the man who came back, and asked, "Did you finish fetching water?"

"Yeah." Zhao He looked at the things on the table and saw the bowl that Fu Lang covered with a cloth, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Today we are making meat buns and eating noodles. Later, Amu and the others will come over to eat together, and they should also stay with us for dinner. I will go to the entrance of the village to see what is sold, and come back with some shopping." Covered with the kneaded dough, Josh moved the white flour just kneaded over, poked it with his fingers, and when he felt it was all right, he pulled it over to make meat buns.

Glancing at the man standing next to him, he seemed to see his intention to help, "Do you want to come together? Do you know how to make buns?"

"Well, yes."

The two stood in front of the table making steamed buns. Without his teaching, this man could also make steamed stuffed buns, and the mouth was pretty good.Josh's skill at making steamed buns was also pretty good. The two of them were quick, and they made several steamed stuffed buns in a short while.

Hearing the voice of a child calling him from the room over there, Josh put down the dough he had just kneaded, hurriedly washed his hands, and said to someone while washing his hands, "Wrap the rest, wrap it up and put it in the steamer Steam it inside, and steam it for about half a stick of incense.

The noodles in the other bowl are reserved for making noodles and will be cooked later.I'll leave it to you here, I'll go take a look at Niannian. "

After throwing down such a sentence, Josh casually wiped his washed hands with water on his clothes, and ran outside.

The man in the kitchen looked at the running back of Fu Lang through the open window, paused, then continued to make buns with his head down, put a spoonful of minced meat into the dough, held it with one hand Stay at the bottom, pinch the mouth with one hand, cooperate with both hands, turn the dough around, and close the mouth.

After finishing the remaining few steamed buns, he lifted the lid of the pot and took a look. There was already a steamer and a white cloth inside.

When Josh came out of the room over there with the child, he saw the man sitting in front of the stove watching the fire, so he asked, "Is the steamed stuffed bun ready?"

"Well, it's steaming." Zhao He glanced at the child, as if he wanted to reach out to touch the child, but then remembered that he hadn't washed his hands just now, so he withdrew his hand.

"Oh, that's good. Come on, take a sip of water for Niannian." Josh called the child over to drink two sips of water, and was about to take the child out to buy vegetables. He said to the man watching the fire, "I'll take Niannian to the entrance of the village. See what's on sale, and buy some food by the way, you can watch it at home."

"And don't steam the buns for too long, turn off the fire when it's done, and leave some residual heat on it. Amu and the others will come over later, if we don't come back, you can eat first."

"You guys go, we'll wait for you to come back before eating." Zhao He stood up, sent Fu Lang and the child outside the door, saw the family dog ​​and followed Fu Lang and the child.

So when Zhao Amu arrived with the youngest son, he saw the eldest son watching the fire in the kitchen alone. He thought that his daughter-in-law and grandson hadn't gotten up yet, so he looked in the direction of the room and asked, "Where are they?" Are you still sleeping?"

"No, I went out." Zhao He lowered his head and put two pieces of firewood into the stove, stood up straight, and looked at the person coming.

Zhao Hu stared at the big steamer on the stove, sniffed his nose vigorously, and seemed to smell the smell of meat. He couldn't hide the joy on his face and asked, "Brother, are you steaming meat buns on the stove?"

"Well, yes, it hasn't been long since it was put on, and it will take a while." Zhao He nodded and responded.

"I knew it, brother would definitely not lie to us." Hearing his brother's affirmative answer, Zhao Hu's eyes almost disappeared from laughter, obviously happy.

Zhao Amu couldn't help shaking her head when she saw the happy look of her youngest son, this worthless son!Looking up at the eldest son, he asked, "Where did they go out so early in the morning?"

"They went to the entrance of the village to buy vegetables, and they will be back later. The steamed stuffed buns will be ready in a while, so why don't you sit outside, Mu?" Zhao He turned around, took out two bowls from the basket, Pour two cups of water from the pot and carry it outside.

Zhao Amu had no choice but to go out with her youngest son, sat down on a stool in the yard, took a sip of the water handed by her son, and found it was still warm.

At this time, Josh had already brought the child to the entrance of the village.

At this time in the morning, there is a small morning market at the entrance of the village. The people who sell things are all people from their village, and occasionally people from other villages come to sell things, but those are very few.

However, they were lucky today. They met people from other villages who came to sell tofu in their village. Tofu is a rare commodity these days. It is cheaper than meat and tastes better than cabbage, so some people are willing to spend a few pennies to buy it occasionally. Take two pieces home to eat.

Seeing the white and tender tofu flower in the wooden barrel, isn't this the tofu flower?Josh's eyes lit up, and he asked the old man of tofu, "How do you sell this tofu flower?"

"A bowl for two pennies, would you like a bowl?" The old man selling tofu saw a young brother holding a half-old child. The father and son's faces looked very similar, so he knew this. It's my brother who is married and has a son.

"Yes, let me have a bowl." Josh took out the small purse that held the money, and asked, "And how do you sell your tofu? By the way, give me two pieces of tofu."

"Twenty yuan for tender ones, and three yuan for old ones. I don't know if I want old or tender ones?" The water pressed for old tofu and tender tofu is different. The water of tender tofu is more, and the price is also cheaper by one penny. , Old tofu needs to be pressed for a long time, there is less water in it, and there are more beans, so this old tofu is expensive to sell.

"Tender ones, give me three pieces of tender tofu. I need the money for the bowl of tofu just now, it's only six...eight cents." With the money for a bowl of tofu, Josh counted eight Give each other a copper plate.

They didn't bring any tofu with them when they went out. Fortunately, the old tofu seller had a bowl of tofu flower here, so the old tofu seller used his bowl to fill them with a bowl of tofu flower.

"That's right, it's only eight cents... okay, I'll give it to you right away." The old man took eight copper coins and put them in his arms, then picked up a wooden spoon and a bowl to fill the tofu flower for the young man in front of him. .

"We'll just eat here, and I'll return the bowl to you after we're done." After receiving the tofu flower from the old man, Josh was very moved. He liked to eat tofu flower when he was young, so he put a spoonful of sugar in it. That taste can be sweet to the heart.

But probably because the sugar here is expensive, what is added to the tofu flower is not sugar, but soy sauce and shallots, so he didn't ask the old man who sells tofu to add it.

Just such a bowl of white and tender tofu flower looks clean without any impurities.When he was a reporter, he ran around. At that time, he also interviewed a master chef who made tofu. He remembered that the master said that if there is a little dirt in the tofu flower, it will not solidify, so tofu flower is a very clean food. , don't worry about a little dirt inside.

He does remember some of the recipes for tofu, but making tofu is not an easy job.There are three sufferings in ancient times: punting a boat and grinding tofu. The last one said that making tofu is a hard job. Tofu makers have to get up before dawn to grind beans, burn pulp, and press tofu... After finishing these, they still have to work hard. Go out and sell.

Mainly, he felt that making tofu would not make much money, a piece of tofu cost two pennies, and a plate of tofu sold out would only earn a few pennies.So instead of working hard to earn some money selling tofu, they might as well find a way to do other businesses, at least they can earn a little more money.

"Son, let's eat here." Holding a bowl of hot tofu flower, Josh didn't care too much, and took his son to find a place that would not hinder other people's walking and squatted down to eat tofu flower.

The little baby also squatted down with the adult, looking curiously at the thing in the adult's hand with a pair of big eyes.

"Let me tell you, this is tofu flower, eat it once and you will remember it next time."

"Well, flowers~"

"It's not flowers, it's tofu flowers! Come on, open your mouth, ah~" Signaling his son to open his mouth, Josh took a mouthful of tender tofu flowers with a spoon and sent them to his son's mouth.

Seeing the little guy, he was stunned for a moment before moving his mouth. He swallowed the tofu flower in his mouth and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?" He also took a sip for himself, it was tender and fragrant, It's really good!

"Em, I want it." After taking a bite and feeling delicious, the little guy seemed to have tasted it, and two little hands clasped his hand, shouting anxiously to eat.

"Okay, don't worry, we still have more here." Josh smiled and fed his son another mouthful. Seeing his son squinting his eyes happily after taking a bite of tofu flower, he couldn't help laughing up.

Facing Ah Huang's look at them, he seemed to have seen the dog's inner thoughts, took a mouthful of tofu flower into his mouth, and asked Ah Huang with a smile on his face, "You want to eat too, don't you?"

"I won't eat it for you. There is no rice bowl for you here. You can eat it when you get home."

"..." Wang!

As if knowing that the master would not give it food, Ah Huang lay down at the master's feet, and even the ears on the top of his head drooped down.

Josh glanced at the big yellow dog and continued to feed his son.

The father and son shared a bowl of tofu flower. Of course, he ate more and the son ate less.

"Give me back the bowl, good business." After eating, Josh returned the bowl and spoon to the old man who sold the tofu, and left with the tofu they bought.

Ah Huang followed the two masters. I don’t know if he didn’t eat tofu flower just now. He looked a little pitiful and lonely at the moment~