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The hair on the top of the head is combed and the head underneath is covered. As soon as Xiao Changyi combed her, An Jing got up and hugged Xiao Changyi, raised her face and said with a smile: "Thank you, my husband."

Xiao Changyi was a little disliked before, saying thank you to him, thinking that Anjing was too flirting with him, but since Anjing said that she said thank you to him was to express that she knew he was good to her, he did not reject it. Even now, every time he heard Anjing say thank you to him with a smile, he felt quite sweet.

The two of them had a clear division of labor in the morning. Xiao Changyi usually went to the fields to work, while An Jing took the laundry and cooked.

As soon as Xiao Changyi finished washing up, he took a hoe and opened a vegetable field in the yard.

It was just a little brighter now. I looked at her man with a smile, then held a basin of clothes and planned to go to the river to wash.

But, just halfway through the way, she saw Aunt Liuhua's son carrying a load of tofu Izukuhira Village. It was obvious that he was carrying it to the town to sell it.

Tofu?

An Jing's eyes lit up instantly. She hugged a basin of clothes and walked back. As soon as she entered the yard, she put down the wooden basin, then rushed to Xiao Changyi, hugged Xiao Changyi and jumped happily.

"My husband, I have thought of a way to make money!" An Jing was so happy.

Xiao Changyi was originally wondering why An Jing washed her clothes so quickly. When he heard An Jing's words, he understood that An Jing had not washed her clothes at all. He just thought of a way to make money. He was so happy, so he came back to share with him as soon as possible, wanting him to be happy.

Regarding An Jing's heart, Xiao Changyi's cold mouth curled up: "Get into the house and say."

He never discouraged her.

"Yeah." As soon as I entered the house, An Jing quickly said to Xiao Changyi: "I have seen my grandfather make moldy tofu before, and we can make moldy tofu and sell it."

"Mold tofu?"

"It is to cut fresh tofu into small pieces, moldy and hairy, and mix it with white wine, and then mix it with seasonings. If it is preserved, just use a tile jar."

"Can long-haired tofu be eaten?" Xiao Changyi was a little unimaginable. Wasn't that broken?

"Yes, and the nutritional value is quite high. It not only contains the amino acids, minerals, etc. needed by the human body, but also has the functions of appetizing, removing fire and seasoning."

Xiao Changyi automatically ignored the amino acids and minerals he could not understand, and could also infer that this moldy tofu was a good dish.

"Also," An Jing said excitedly again, "even if we can't sell moldy tofu, we can still stay at home to eat it ourselves. The longer the thing is, the more fragrant it is, it is much nutritious than pickles, and we can't lose at all."

"How many kilograms of tofu do you want to buy? I'll buy it."

Her husband was so happy that he felt deeply that his idea was unconditionally supported by her husband. An Jing was even happier, with his eyebrows and eyes curled up: "Buy 20 kilograms first." If you can't sell it, it's just right to keep the 20 kilograms at home and eat it slowly.

"That's it, I'll buy it in town now."

"Don't be so anxious. I won't wash my clothes anymore. I'll cook first. You eat before going." She didn't want her husband to go to the town with hunger.

"Um."

Tofu costs three cents per pound, and twenty pounds are sixty cents. After breakfast, An Jing took 100 cents to Xiao Changyi.

But Xiao Changyi only accepted sixty words.

But An Jing still gave Xiao Changyi tough and said, "You should also put some money on you."

Since the marriage, he has taken care of all the money for her and left no penny for himself.

Although she was moved, she didn't want her man to have a penny, so she gave him an extra forty coins today.
Chapter completed!