"Wash your face, what are you looking at!" Manager Yan shouted angrily.

Hu San quickly took Liu An to a pool where there was a bamboo tube. Before the sky was dawn, water was rushing out of the bamboo tube.

There was no such thing as washing your face. Hu San handed Liu An a loofah flesh, and Liu An rubbed it.

"Liu An, you are young, so you are responsible for pouring beans into it, and pay attention to the millstone at any time." Hu San seemed to be the leader of the mill, and there were three more people, not Hu San.

Two of them stood at the place where the mill was pushing, which was a very long putter.

Another one is hung with a large wooden barrel underneath.

"Every time, put a small spoon, half a water, and half a bean." Hu San signaled for a moment, then poured it on the grinding eye.

"Yeah." Liu An would not say anything more, he would say more and make mistakes, so he would observe for a while.

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The two men started to move, which was a job of wiseness, but Liu An looked at the buckets of beans and knew that it was not something that could be made in a short time.

Pour the beans and scrape the grinder below from time to time. The soy milk flows into the wooden barrel. When the wooden barrel is about to be full, the person in charge of Luo Sioux came to carry it over, and Hu San poured the filtered soy milk into a large iron pot.

Liu An is not uncommon for tofu. Of course, making tofu is also a technical job, including tofu, tofu skin, tofu brain, dried tofu, bean sprouts, soy milk, bean dregs cakes, etc.

It took about four hours to finish it, then clean the grinder, etc.

Liu An's stomach was ginger, but these people had no idea of ​​having breakfast.

"Liu An, do some chores with them." Hu Santou shouted without looking back.

What to do?

Smoked tofu with branches.

Then rinse the bean sprouts, dry the tofu skin, and mix the bean residue with some semolina and then use it to bake.

Bean sprouts are all huge baskets of rattan woven, with a diameter of two meters and a depth of half a meter. A basket of bean sprouts is at least a few hundred kilograms. There are more than a dozen of these baskets, and they carry buckets to flush water.

Then he swept away the water on the ground. Liu An looked at it next door where he lived. No wonder he was wet.

In the yard, you can see more than a dozen people, including those who clean vegetables, soak vermicelli, steam buns, and cook porridge. Everyone is busy.

Manager Yan took a large pottery basin and went to Liu An's room to get a large pot of sauce.

Three-bite large pot with a diameter of one meter and a depth of nearly one meter, the cut vegetables, tofu, bean sprouts, and vermicelli are all placed here, and there is also a pot of oil, but the oil is not much.

"It turns out to be a chef." General Manager Yan waved the shovel, and several of them were very sensible to put all kinds of dishes in a big pot.

"Uncle San, what is that?" Hu San and Liu An and others were resting because the mill got up early.

"That's salt water." Hu San said.

A stir-fried vegetable, several green pots, it seems like a dish heart.

Then there is a sauce-baked tofu.

Fried bean sprouts with vermicelli.

"Come on, send it away!" Manager Yan looked at the sky and shouted.

Just after General Manager Yan finished speaking, bursts of crisp sounds sounded outside.

There were more than a dozen people in the group, some of whom were carrying large wooden buckets for porridge, some of whom were carrying steamed buns in baskets, some of whom were baked cakes, and some of the dishes in the wooden buckets.

"So many people." Liu An followed behind, with chopsticks inside a bamboo basket.

In a large room, there were about one hundred people, divided into three long tables. Yuan Xing and others seemed to have one table, at most, with more than fifty people, and the other two tables were not many, with only more than fifty people in total.

Liu An saw the man wearing a blue Taoist robe who slapped him yesterday.

"Hmph!" The man in the blue Taoist robe snorted coldly when he saw Liu An.

"Master Sun, I'm sorry, I was confused when I slept yesterday." Liu An also knew that he was wrong because that circle was indeed Tai Chi.

Master Sun didn't say anything, and none of the others spoke.

Send the bowl, chopsticks, steamed buns, scoop porridge, and then seven or eight people eat a few bowls of vegetables, the same bowl. The steamed buns are also placed in the middle, and one side is eaten by four people.

After the distribution was completed, General Manager Yan brought more than a dozen people back to the kitchen and started eating here.

Liu An had been hungry for a long time. These dishes were ok and very fragrant, which was comparable to those chefs.

"It's the problem with the sauce." Liu An thought about it and knew what the problem was.

"It seems to have the smell of chicken, the umami flavor of mushrooms, the fragrance of pine nuts, and the sesame oil in the sauce..." Liu An savored it carefully.

No one spoke at the dinner, and everyone lowered their heads to eat. Liu An ate two steamed buns, one bean dregs cake, and drank a bowl of porridge.

"Oh, Liu An, you are indeed a bucket of food." As soon as he finished eating, Liu An heard a mocking voice.

Liu An looked back and ignored the two of them. They were carrying a bamboo basket with clean wooden bowls and other things inside.

"What else do you say when you know it's a rice bucket? Go quickly. If you delay the lunch class, do you also want to be a choreographer?" The other person said angrily.

Liu An didn't speak, so he first observed carefully. There was time to clean up these two goods in the future. It was too easy to clean up others in the kitchen.

The two of them went back and forth three times before putting away the wooden bowls, chopsticks and so on.

In the afternoon, the group went to chop wood, and a few people made noodles and ate tofu, green vegetables and sauce noodles at night.

Liu An came out of the toilet, and the toilet here was washed.

I followed a few people to chop firewood. Behind the kitchen was a large piece of wood, with piles of firewood piled up in the woods.

Walking through the woods, there is a mountain road. The mountain road is very steep. Liu An looked around while walking, but the woods are too dense and you can't see the distance. You can occasionally see the cliff below through the leaves.

Liu An is nine years old and is only about one meter or one meter tall. He follows a group of adults with short legs faster.

Just as he was going up the slope, Liu An felt a force coming from behind him.

ah!

Next to it is a steep slope, and there are also some trees and shrubs on it, which are not very big. Liu An exclaimed and grabbed his hands.

Dong!

Liu An didn't know what he had grabbed, and his body hit a hard object, and Liu An almost fainted in pain.

A gust of wind blew, and his body was chilly. Liu An looked down at the cliff at least a hundred meters high, and there was a bush in his hand.
Chapter completed!