The next morning, Luo Yong went to see the beans when he got up and confirmed that they had almost soaked. After breakfast, he picked up the wooden basin and planned to go to the village to refine the pulp.

To the north of their village, there is an ancient well where the most concentrated residential buildings are located. Not far from the well, there is a grass pavilion and a stone mill in the pavilion. If the villagers want to grind some beans, rice and flour, they will go there.

Luo Yong walked on the dirt road in the village with a wooden basin. Although the water in the basin had been poured out by him, he only left beans, but he was still very heavy in his arms. He started sweating and gasping before he walked out. The wind blew on his body very cold. He stepped on the bumpy dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, just hoping to get to the place sooner.

Si Niang and Wuro followed behind each other with an empty wooden bucket. Si Niang was better, but Wuro obviously struggled. Luo looked back and wanted to help him take the bucket over and carry it himself. However, he really didn't have much strength. This body had just recovered from a serious illness a few days ago and was still quite weak at the moment.

"Sanlang, are you going to the edge of the well?" The three of them were walking on the road. On a slope next to them, a young man carrying a hoe came down. He looked eighteen/nine years old, tall and strong, but the expression on his face was a little dull, and the cheerfulness of the young man was not seen.

Following Luo Sanlang's memory, Luo Yong recognized that this person was the Dalang of the Yao family, whose name was Yao Maoyun, who was one year older than Aunt Luo, and this year was eighteen.

The Yao family and the Luo family lived close to each other and had a good relationship in their early years. The Yao family's Dalang and the Luo family's aunt were both outstanding among the little lady in the village. The two families also had some intentions of getting married.

Later, Aunt Luo married Lin Wulang. On the one hand, people walked to a high place. Compared with the Yao family, the Lin family was indeed much richer and more prosperous.

On the other hand, it is because Yao's father, like Luo's father, they fled here from other places. Over the years, they have taken root in this small mountain village. However, Yao's father himself suffered a lot of illnesses due to the root cause of the disease he suffered in his early years. As he grew older, it became more and more difficult to bear every time. Not only did he spend money, he was quite troubled, and he had a bad temper and always scolded him at home.

Because of this reason, in the early years, before the aunt got married, Luo's father and mother told the aunt that the Yao family was not a good match and asked them to stay away from Yao Dalang and Yao Erlang. Later, Aunt Luo married Lin Wulang, and the relationship between the Luo and Yao families gradually became farther away.

Luo Yong woke up these days and heard Si Niang mutter to him that the disaster this summer was also affected by the Yao family, Yao Dalang and Yao Erlang were buried, and later he dug it out. Yao Dalang had nothing to do, but Yao Erlang was gone.

"Yes, go to the well to grind some beans. Dalang is going to go to the ground?" Luo Yong said with a smile. He had a good impression of Yao Dalang, but in the case of the Yao family, it was normal that Luo's father and mother were unwilling to ask their daughter to marry into such a family.

"I just look around. The fields on the slope are gone. I will always re-open a few pieces of land to plant next year." Yao Dalang said, reaching out to pick up Luo with the wooden basin in his hand.

"I'm sorry." The other party was obviously kind, so Luo Yong did not refuse. It was really difficult for him to hold the wooden basin.

"Nothing happened." Yao Dalang was healthy, and this thing was really nothing to him.

Luo Yong turned around and took the wooden barrel from Goro's hand, then reached out and patted Si Niang on the shoulder, and asked her if she could lift it. Si Niang grinned and told him that she could lift it. As soon as she thought that the house would cook delicious food today, the little girl felt so beautiful that she was bubbling, and her excitement and expectations were all written on her face.

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After winter comes, there is no work in the field. Many neighbors have to sleep until midnight before getting up. After breakfast, it is almost noon. If the weather is good, they can go outside to bask in the sun.

It is always leisurely in winter, especially when the family is not short of food, the villagers seem very comfortable. Men gather together to talk about farming, women sit together and rub twine, and the children in the village are even more running around the village in groups, wearing less clothes, but they are not afraid of the cold.

On that morning, many villagers just woke up and heard that the Luo family Sanlang was grinding beans at the grass pavilion, saying that he wanted to make a food called tofu. Some people didn't even bother to eat, so they went there to watch the fun. Some people were carrying rice bowls and stood outside the grass pavilion. While listening to Luo Sanlang talk about various ways to eat tofu, they ate rice in their mouths, and they ate it with relish.

Even the work of grinding beans was done on behalf of others. Luo Yong was standing next to the grinding plate, adding a few spoonfuls of beans and a few spoonfuls of water to the grinding plate from time to time. Later, even the work was snatched by the women in the village: You are in poor health and you are so tired that you can stand there. Let's sit aside. We will finish this work casually.

Then someone soon moved a stool for him from home: "You just said that tofu is delicious, how delicious will it taste?"

Luo Yong said to them: "The tofu is somewhat similar to egg custard. It tastes tender and smooth. If you like sweets, you can sprinkle some sugar in it. If you like salty, you can add some sauce and seasoning..."

"Did you hear these things say? Is it difficult to make tofu?" The villagers had already developed a great interest in tofu at this time. Luo Yong said it was so delicious that he could make it with just some beans. Beans are not a rare thing in their countryside, and they are not worth a price.

"This tofu is not difficult to make. It just needs a single introduction. Without this introduction, the tofu cannot be made." It's good to be interested, but Luo Yong is afraid that they will not be interested.

"I have heard that I need to get in the city to pass the test, but I have never heard that I need to get in the food." The villagers talked all the time.

"What a strange thing is that some doctors in the city have to use the medicine introduction."

"Sanlang, do you have this introduction?"

"Natural." Luo Yong smiled.

After grinding the beans, the villagers went to Luo's house to watch Sanlang make tofu with great enthusiasm. The ground soy milk was also carried up by a strong man on a shoulder pole.

The strong man hung the wooden barrel with soy milk on both ends of the shoulder pole with a rope. When he walked, his steps were brisk. The wooden barrel shook gently, but the soy milk in the barrel did not spill out at all. Luo Yong admired the skill of carrying the load.

When he returned to his yard, Luo Yong didn't hide it. When he entered the kitchen, he started to make tofu in front of everyone. Of course, everyone helped a lot.

The filtered soy sauce was put into the pot and cooked. As the temperature increased, the fragrance of soy sauce quickly floated in this small courtyard. First, it was a bit astringent like grass. The more I cooked, the more fragrant it became. The thick white soy sauce churned gently in the pot, which made the neighbors amazed. Eating beans all day long, I never thought that this bean could still be eaten like this.

While cooking, remove the foam and stir it a few times to prevent the bottom from being pasted. When the heat is almost done, pour in some clean water to cool down, and then the highlight comes.

The villagers saw Luo Jiasanlang bringing out a bowl of water-like things from the next room. While pouring it into the pot, he slowly stirred the slurry in the pot with a spoon. Soon, the slurry slowly condensed into flocs...

"This is the beans." Luo Sanlang took out two bowls of beans from the pot. There was neither sugar nor any other decent seasoning at home, so he had to scoop two spoonfuls of salt beans from the pot and put them on it: "Sister, brother-in-law, you can eat first."

Luo Yong brought two bowls of tofu to Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang. When they heard that Saburo was making tofu at home today, they all came to see what happened. Lin Liulang was also here with him, and Luo Yong also made a bowl of it.

There were many people inside and outside the house. Luo Yong made a few bowls of tofu and handed them out. There was no bowl of each person. In total, only this little tofu was used. After all, what else could I use to make tofu? But at least I could taste it.

The freshly cooked tofu is hot and exudes the aroma of beans. Although there are not many seasonings, it is very good to eat.

After the villagers tasted hot tofu, they basically believed what Saburo said before.

Everyone was very moved. They said that Luo's father was a visionary, and the family tightened their belts and wanted to support a scholar. Many of them lived in this small mountain village when they were born. If it weren't for Luo Sanlang, they wouldn't have known what tofu tasted like in their lives.

Now that Luo Sanlang has the technology of making tofu, coupled with the money and power of the Lin family, it is necessary that he can get rich in a few years.

Why is the Lin family rich? Isn’t it because their family knows the skills of making vinegar? The vinegar produced by the Lin family is of average quality. Because of the low price, there are some local markets. Although there is no huge profit, the Lin family has also had some industries over time.

Not long after, the prepared tofu was carried out from the house. Because there was no suitable tool, the tofu was simply pressed in the basket at home. She laid a piece of linen into the clean basket, poured the tofu in, tied the cloth mouth, and put a pottery jar on it to press it. Under heavy pressure, clean water continued to seep out of the linen. Soon, the tofu was formed.

When grinding beans before, Sanlang said that the tofu they made today would be distributed to their neighbors, and thanked them for their care for the Luo family over the past few months.

Now the tofu is ready. No matter whether it is the Luo family or not, they are all around the yard waiting for Luo Sanlang to distribute the tofu. Some of them are also careful. They have brought basins and bowls from home early to wait.

Unexpectedly, before the tofu was divided, Saburo threw a bomb in the crowd first, which directly fooled many neighbors.

Luo Sanlang told everyone that since the disaster this summer, their family has relied on the support of their neighbors. Although he is awake, he is still a weak scholar who cannot stand on his shoulders and cannot hold on. Everyone will continue to take care of the future. Now he has skills, but he has no decent labor force at home.

"If any neighbors are willing to work at my house for a month, I will teach you all the ways to make tofu at that time."

There was an uproar in the yard, and the neighbors whispered to each other, but no one stood up for a moment. The pie fell from the sky. The pie was too big and came too suddenly. I didn't know if I should reach out to pick it up.

"Then you tell me, can we make the tofu tips myself?" someone asked loudly.

"Can do it." Luo Yong said concisely.

Everyone sees this, so some villagers think that Luo Sanlang should work with the Lin family.

But in fact, when it comes to making tofu, Luo Yongda never thought of cooperating with the Lin family at the beginning. For Luo Sanlang now, making money and saving character is the top priority. Since the villagers are so interested in this tofu, he might as well go further and use the tofu recipe as a reward, so that they can work for their own home for a month first.

As for the Lin family, when he stands up, Aunt Luo will have a backer, so you naturally don’t need to look at people’s faces when living in the Lin family.
Chapter completed!