Defeat natural disasters with farming

Ye Yu remembered that bittern was indispensable for making tofu, but he couldn't remember exactly how bittern was made.

Moreover, he is only five years old now, even if he knows how to do it, he can't explain why. Could it be that he wants to tell his family that he wants to make a strange meal out of soybeans?At that time, I'm afraid his parents will think that he is messing around.

Because there was something in her heart, Ye Yu remained silent all day long. His mother saw it and was anxious in her heart, for fear that her son would get sick again.

In order not to worry his mother, Ye Yu took this to heart in advance.

But what he didn't expect was that things would soon usher in a turning point.

It was one night in April, just as Ye Yu was lying on the kang and was about to fall asleep, his whole body shook, and a door suddenly appeared in his mind.

At first glance, the door looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, the patterns engraved on the door seemed to be able to penetrate into the soul. When looking directly at the door, many small pieces of knowledge flashed through Ye Yu's mind.

Goldfinger?Or a trap?

Ye Yu observed the door very cautiously, and the door was also allowed to be observed by him.

...

The stalemate couldn't last forever, Ye Yu tensed her body, and gently pushed the door with the tip of her right index finger.

Wouldn't a black shadow pop out suddenly, or suck me in directly.

Ye Yu was thinking wildly.

However, nothing happened when the door was opened, the door was just ordinary, and he pushed it open without even making a sound.

The space inside the door is not large, but it is extremely bright, and the light does not know where it comes from.

Just by the light, I saw rows of bookshelves neatly arranged in the room, and a book on the bookshelves was arranged in the order of 26 letters.

Ye Yu took out one of them.

"Efficient Pig Raising and Pig Disease Prevention and Control"

On the green cover, a pink and white pig is gesticulating at him.

Ye Yu: ...

But if you can see the content, it really helps a lot.

He couldn't wait to open the book, glanced at two lines, and sure enough he could see the content, and he couldn't help but thank the unknown existence who gave him this golden finger.

Although there are some scientific breeding methods in the book, which cannot be used in ancient farms, what he needs is some basic knowledge.

After putting the book back, Ye Yu began to explore this knowledge space.

First of all, the size of the space is only about ten square meters, and the surrounding walls seem to be an invisible material. He has a premonition that this space will become larger, but he doesn't know the requirement for it yet.

Secondly, most of the books in the space are about planting and breeding, which is also what he needs most now.I don't know if other kinds of books will appear here.

Finally, there is the question of the existence of space. When he enters the knowledge space, he should enter with his spiritual body, while his body is still outside, and things in real life cannot be brought in. That is to say, his idea of ​​using space as a storage space is shattered. up.

In addition, he did not find any words about this space. The origin and cause of the space are unknown, which is really worrying.

When the spirit body is in the space, as long as someone touches his body in the outside world, he still feels it.

Just like now, Ye Yu could feel someone put a hand on his forehead.

With a little effort, I could hear intermittent whispers.

"It's not hot, so it's probably not sick." Mother Ye breathed a sigh of relief as she put on her clothes, "It seems that it's too cold, that's why Brother Bao is sick."

Father Ye carefully lit the oil lamp, placed it on the kang table, then removed a brick in the corner, and took out a small cloth bag from inside.

At the same time, Mother Ye also took out a purse from the quilt in the kang cabinet, and while she kept her hands, she didn't stop talking.

"It's fine to put them together. You tell me about you, but you have to hide them separately."

"There is a saying that goes well, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, we have a lot of money in our hands, it's all in one place and it's stolen."

Father Ye also has his own considerations, it is a bit troublesome to hide the troubles separately, but it is safe, even if one is lost, there will be others, so that the whole army will not be wiped out.

Mother Ye just complained a few words, and quickly found out all the money in the family.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is the 30 taels of silver ingot, which was rewarded by the general when Father Ye served in the army. The rest are some broken silver and scattered copper plates.

The two of them looked at the silver coins, Father Ye squeezed the silver ingots first, "It's enough for now, next year I'll send Brother Bao to Ye Tongsheng for enlightenment, not to mention anything else, it would be a good thing to know more characters."

If you can read and write, you can go to the county, even as an apprentice.

Mother Ye nodded, "It would be great if I could be an apprentice in the medicine hall."

Dr. Hao used to be an apprentice in a pharmacy, but not in the pharmacy in Heihe County, but in a place farther away, but he is still highly respected in the village, which shows the importance of a craft.

Father Ye said proudly: "Based on our son's intelligence, he will definitely become a high-ranking official in the future."

The two chatted for a while, then put away the money, and lay back on the kang again. This time, no one spoke, only the sound of breathing.

Ye Yu's eyes were sour, and she almost shed tears. Parents love their son, and they have far-reaching plans for it.

With such a pair of parents in this life, what else is there to be afraid of?

What a blessing.

He wiped his eyes, flipped through the space for a long time, and finally found a book that he needed most now.

"Tofu Products Processing Technology"

This book introduces in detail the production technology and precautions of various tofu and bean products.

Among them, traditional tofu is one of them. He found a method in the book, which can be used to order tofu with white vinegar instead of salt.

Ye Yu thought about trying it secretly, using less beans and white vinegar, so that it wouldn't feel bad if it broke.

Just do what you say, when you wake up the next day, Ye Yu follows like a follower, Ye Ersao, who is in charge of cooking today, and follows her in and out of the kitchen.

The kitchen space was small, and Mrs. Ye almost bumped into him when she turned around.

"Brother Bao, are you hungry?" Second Aunt Ye thought Ye Yu was hungry, so she brought him a sweet potato from the stove, "Hey, take it out and eat."

Ye Yu couldn't laugh or cry while holding the sweet potato, the tip of his nose moved, and suddenly a sweet smell lingered around.

He was led out of the kitchen by Taohua, and he sighed as soon as he came out, he was still too anxious, now that the family is busy, it's important not to make trouble for them.

"Brother Bao, why are you sighing?" Ye Jing sucked his index finger, his eyes were fixed on the sweet potato in Ye Yu's hand, and the corner of his mouth was almost drooling.

Ye Yu didn't peel the skin. For farmers, the skin of the sweet potato is edible. What a waste to peel it off. Besides, the ash on the skin is also plant ash, not dirty at all.

He broke the sweet potato into thirds, and the sweet potato, which was originally small, became even smaller now.

"Here." He handed two of them to Ye Jing and Xinghua.

Xinghua licked the corner of her mouth and said sensiblely: "Brother Bao, you eat, I'm not hungry."

Seeing Ye Jing beside him who had already started eating, Ye Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I still have some here, let's eat together."

The taste of the unselected sweet potatoes in ancient times is not as sweet as the modern ones, and the taste is astringent, and there is a little throat when swallowing, but it is a hot food anyway, eat one early in the morning, and the body will warm up quickly.

While they were eating sweet potatoes, Mrs. Ye came in with a bag and waved at Ye Yu.

Ye Yu put the last bit of sweet potato into his mouth and ran over curiously.

"Here, the soybeans you want to eat will be fried for you later as snacks."

Ye Yu looked at the small bag of beans and was overjoyed. There was nowhere to find them, and it took no effort to get them.

He thought for a while and asked, "Grandma, can I make these soybeans?"

The beans in Mrs. Ye's hands were all grown last year. I don't eat this kind of old beans now, and the new beans should be ripe in a few days. Who would eat old beans if there are new ones?

So Ye Yu wanted it, and Mrs. Ye agreed. From her point of view, children are at most just curious. They have tasted raw soybeans, so they probably will give them to adults.

Seeing Ye Yu take the bag from Mrs. Ye, Ye He quickly came over.

"Why don't you call it fried with milk? Fried beans are very fragrant with a little salt."

Xinghua is greedy and confused.

Ye Yu said quietly: "I want to make a delicious food, do you two want to try it?"

"Think." Ye Jing was the first to respond when he heard about eating food.

Xinghua hesitated, "Really? These beans are not old or young. We can eat them for several days after frying." If it is wasted for other food, then there will be nothing left.

What's more, Brother Bao is younger than her, how can he cook fresh food?

"Let's use less? Let's try first."

Ye Yu refused to give up, and quickly persuaded Ye Jing and the others.

They first picked out the bad and not plump beans, then found a wooden basin, soaked the beans in clear water, and waited from morning to evening before Ye Yu poured out the water.

Then the three children secretly took some white vinegar out of the kitchen while the adults were not paying attention, and carried the wooden basin to the communal stone mill in the village, where someone was using a stone mill to grind wheat.

This person also looked familiar, it was Mrs. Huang's eldest grandson Ye Zhouyuan, and he was holding a donkey in his hand, and the donkey was chewing bean dregs as it walked.

"Why are you three?" Ye Zhouyuan was stunned for a moment, he thought they were followed by elders, but he didn't expect it was just these three little ones.

Ye Yu raised the wooden basin in his hand and replied, "We are here to grind beans."

Ye Zhouyuan didn't think much about it, he thought it was because the adults couldn't pull out his hand that he let the child come over.

"This stone mill is heavy, how could you possibly be able to grind it, I will help you after I finish grinding it later."

As he spoke, he led the donkey to move faster.

Ye Zhouyuan finished grinding his own wheat in twos and then poured Ye Yu's beans into the stone mill after cleaning up.

Ye Yu just poured it in, but found that he forgot to bring water. When he was about to go back to scoop water, Ye Zhouyuan stopped him.

"I still have some water here, so don't go back, use mine."

As he said that, he brought over the wooden barrel placed in the corner. There was still about one-third of the water in it, which was enough.

Ye Zhouyuan listened to Ye Yu's instructions, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became. Brother Bao from the grandma's family is very organized at a young age, and he is [-]% smart.

Soon the beans were ground twice and turned into soy milk.

Ye Yu wanted to take over the wooden basin filled with soy milk, but he obviously overestimated his own strength, and he almost fell to the ground with him and the basin when he failed to hold it firmly.

Fortunately, Ye Zhouyuan quickly helped him with his eyesight.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

He simply sent the Buddha to the west, tied the donkey next to the millstone, and walked to Ye Yu's house with the wooden basin.

Ye Yu felt a little embarrassed and thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you, our two families belong to one family, so there is nothing to thank for a little thing."

Ye Zhouyuan didn't care, but Ye Yu couldn't help it. He made up his mind that if tofu could be made, he would send a copy to Ye Zhouyuan's family.

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Xiaoyu's little golden finger arrives in the account