After farming, I want to get rich every day

Wen Zhi crossed his hands and hugged his chest: "That's not true, I just filled it with firewood from home first, and I still have some at home, so I'll pick it up slowly."

Yan Jingzhi closed the door, clapped his hands, and gave Wen Zhi a thumbs up, lamenting the strength of the fan girl.

Wen Zhi said happily: "Sister Yan, these firewood are enough for you for a long time. Go to the market tomorrow. Are you going to the town?"

Yan Jingzhi said: "Go, I will go later tomorrow, but I have already made an appointment with Uncle Chen."

Wen Zhi nodded, turned around and shouted to Yan Jingzhi as he walked, "Sister Yan, see you tomorrow!"

Yan Jingzhi waved his hand, then came out from the firewood house with a handful of firewood, lit the fire and started cooking. Today, he was in a hurry to go around the town and didn't have time to go shopping. Except for tomorrow's necessities, he hardly bought anything. Fortunately, this girl I usually grow cabbage in the field ridge behind, so I don't have to eat anything.

Yan Jingzhi kneaded the noodles, rolled them into long strips, washed the cabbage, peeled a few vegetable leaves, cut into shreds and cooked with the noodles, then put a little coarse salt and lard on it, a simple bowl of cabbage The noodles are ready.

Yan Jingzhi sucked and ate two bowls. His hands were always cold before, but now he regained his strength. He finally felt his whole body warmed up. He mixed the charcoal from the stove into the brazier, and used a rag to put the The windows are blocked, leaving only two rows of small holes at the bottom.

Finally able to sleep well in the first half of the night, Yan Jingzhi lay on the bed, staring at the twinkling sparks in the dark night, tired all day, fell asleep quickly.

Yan Jingzhi seemed to have returned to his hardcover house again. When he turned on the computer and lamented that all this was a dream, the air conditioner suddenly turned on automatically, and a gust of cold wind blew on Yan Jingzhi's face. Yan Jingzhi opened his eyes, The flames in this room have been extinguished, and the wind poured in from under the window, freezing myself awake.

Yan Jingzhi lingered on the beauties he hadn't seen on the computer network disk, put on his clothes, turned on the light and started making tofu.

Yan Jingzhi went to bed after eating, and now he feels very energetic when he wakes up. First, he estimated a catty of beans, which is just enough to make a pot, and poured the beans and water into the stone mill at a ratio of one to eight. Smaller, Yan Jingzhi grinds beans really fast.

Although this girl is thin and weak, she has inexhaustible strength. She still had a bit of nasal congestion yesterday, but she will be fine after waking up today. Yan Jingzhi feels that this is a gift from God to him. After all, he crossed over to suffer for this girl. up.

Yan Jingzhi was grinding the beans. In order to make the tofu more delicate, he added some peanuts from yesterday to it from time to time.

In this way, the tofu that will be made later will be more delicate and delicious.

Grinding soybeans is a boring job, but Yan Jingzhi feels that time passes quickly, and the soybean milk produced by the stone mill is very fine, and there is no need to re-grind it.

Jin beans were ground very quickly, and after estimating the time, Yan Jingzhi put down the grinder in his hand, filtered all the soy milk with gauze, put the bean dregs on top of the water tank to keep it fresh.

The next step is to cook the soy milk. Prepare the vinegar in advance, so that you can order the tofu in time when you control the fire. Except for the tofu, the other steps are not difficult.

But the heat is not easy to control, when the firewood is heated up, the white soy milk in the pot will bubble up, and Yan Jingzhi is so frightened that he quickly pulls out the firewood.

The aroma of soy milk permeated the whole room, Yan Jingzhi took a deep breath, and said to the air: "It's a pity that no one here has eaten tofu, I don't know what kind of life these people live, what a shame! "

This pot of soy milk can just fill a box. The milky white soy milk makes people want to taste it. Yan Jingzhi licked his lips and started the most difficult step, ordering tofu.

Skimming off the foam on the top, Yan Jingzhi began to order tofu, opened the gourd lid of the white vinegar, and a long-lost aroma of vinegar filled the air, blending with the aroma of soy milk to form a strange smell.

Yan Jingzhi's mouth suddenly felt sour and mellow, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. He held a spoon in his right hand and a vinegar gourd in his left hand.

Cotton-like bean curds began to appear in the soy milk in the box. Yan Jingzhi slowly stirred until the temperature of the soy milk dropped slightly. Jingzhi held the things and pressed them on top, waiting to open the second box after bringing it back.

After having the first experience, Yan Jingzhi moved faster, the sky outside was already bright, and he had to speed up to do the second box.

Finishing the second box of tofu quickly, Yan Jingzhi took out the bamboo leaves from home and put them all into the basket. It was originally left over from the girl's Dragon Boat Festival this year, but now it's for her own use. up.

The leaves of Ruozhu are very large and there are a lot of them. According to the amount of tofu, there is probably a lot of tofu to be used. There is also a small rattan rope for wrapping rice dumplings. Yan Jingzhi also brought it to wrap the tofu.

Everything is ready, Chen shopkeeper should arrive later, Yan Jingzhi's stomach is already beating, he didn't feel it when he was busy before, but now he is so hungry.

Opening the previous box of pressed tofu, a wave of heat rushed to his face. The tofu was still hot and looked smooth and tender. Yan Jingzhi couldn't wait to cut a piece.

Cut the tofu randomly, break off a few cabbage leaves left over from yesterday, cut them into strips and put them in the pot to cook. Grab a bowl of flour and add some water to it, stir well and put it into the pot little by little. Sprinkle with coarse salt, and a simple bowl of tofu pimple soup is ready.

Outside, Shopkeeper Chen just came back, so he went straight to Yan Jingzhi's side, and he could smell the smell of cooking food from a distance. Feast on it.

This little girl is so delicate, she only came to the village a few years ago, but she is famous for being lazy in the village, and her cooking is even more hasty. I didn't expect that today, the rumors are not credible.

Yan Jingzhi was sucking on the noodles when he caught sight of the shopkeeper Chen coming, so he put down the bowl in his hand and gave him a bowl: "Uncle Chen, you haven't eaten yet, take a bite first and we're leaving Bar."

Shopkeeper Chen exchanged some greetings, but he didn't show any politeness to Yan Jingzhi. The two of them started eating with bowls in their hands. The slightly hot soup poured into their throats. Shopkeeper Chen's eyes lit up and he ate several mouthfuls of tofu. He just stopped, and it melted in his mouth. He had never eaten such a thing before, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Yan girl, what is this, I've never eaten it before, it's so delicious!" Chen shopkeeper ate while talking, this simple noodle soup is different, much more delicious than the ones made at home.

Yan Jingzhi didn't expect Chen's shopkeeper's reaction to be so big, but it's true when he thinks about it carefully. The most common food eaten by farmers is rough pancakes and some wheat, and the white rice that is better eaten by others. When has he ever eaten such a novelty as tofu?

Yan Jingzhi explained: "This is the food from my hometown. I just made some and sold it today."

Shopkeeper Chen nodded, hurriedly finished the pimple soup, and rushed to the town with Yan Jingzhi. Yan Jingzhi was in a good mood along the way. This tofu must be selling very well today...