Mr. and Mrs. Yuan Hua came to work today and brought half a sack of freshly beaten beans. Knowing that Song Qiusheng used this for bean sprouts, they happened to have some at home, so they brought some.
It's not a matter of money. Old Meng is not stingy. Although the marriage he wanted to propose failed to come true, Yuan Hua and his wife were able to work in the tea shed and get back 1,200 yuan a month without any arrears.
This is a great thing.
Therefore, Old Meng was very happy. From now on, he would be able to rely on his eldest sister's family more and more. It would be more generous if he had everything in his family.
In addition to beans, there were also cabbage and radishes that had been ordered early. They had grown and I brought a lot of them.
Song Qiu looked at it, thinking that the radishes and cabbages in his garden had not come out yet, so he was very happy, so he washed all the radishes and threw them into the kimchi jar.
I soaked some beans again and planned to grind the beans myself to make some tofu curds.
Before the guests arrived, Mrs. Yuan came out to talk to Yuan Hua about some family matters and asked how the family was doing. Yuan Shuan was doing well.
Yuan Hua responded one by one and said with a smile: "It's not a problem for me to work with my hands. I have been harvesting beans these days, and I will dig sweet potatoes soon. It's like this every year anyway, so I can keep busy."
Old Yuan nodded and asked about Yuan Daping's marriage.
Yuan Hua knew what happened last time, but everyone in the family made a tacit agreement not to mention it, and just pretended that it had never happened and that there was no kinship.
"My eldest sister-in-law's sister-in-law proposed a girl from the village not far ahead. Both parties have met each other and think she is pretty good. We have to decide on a good life."
"That's great. Don't forget to tell your aunt when the date is set." Old Yuan was happy to hear that. Her eldest grandnephew is not young anymore. Once the date is set, don't delay it.
Inside, Song Qiu heard that Yuan Daping was getting engaged, and she was happy for him. Then she thought of Yuan Hua's words about digging sweet potatoes soon, and her eyebrows moved, as she was just waiting.
Without thinking much, he came out and said: "Second cousin, please help me tell my uncle at home today that if you dig the sweet potatoes, remember to keep them for me. I want them all. Just like the red peppers, I will give you money for them."
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Yuan Hua was stunned when he heard this. What are you doing with these sweet potatoes? Can the inn cook sweet potatoes and sell them?
As far as he knew, these sweet potatoes were grown by his farmers to keep in their stomachs. Because they were full from eating, they planted one and a half acres of land every year. This would be enough for the family to feed them for a while, so they would eat less rice.
Spend less money.
No one in this town eats it, so it wouldn’t be easy to sell it in an inn, right?
But thinking that his niece could make good things out of red peppers that they usually thought were useless, he didn't question it and nodded: "Okay! I guess I'll start digging sweet potatoes tomorrow. I'll follow my dad when I get back."
Just say it."
Song Qiu nodded, knowing that the Yuan family probably only planted half an acre of sweet potatoes, so he said: "If anyone in your village asks, you can spread the word. I will harvest sweet potatoes, just like red peppers. I can harvest more."
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Yuan Hua listened and was even more curious about what the sweet potatoes were used for, but he didn't ask any more questions at the moment. He would know anyway, so he agreed.
Old Yuan was curious as she listened, and she refrained from asking any more questions. It wasn't until the inn was closed and she went home that Old Yuan asked about Song Qiu.
Song Qiu just smiled, "Milk, don't worry, I can use the sweet potato too! It's no worse than red pepper."
Old Yuan was thinking about the recipe for dried chili peppers, and her granddaughter sold it for five hundred taels of silver. Only a few people in the inn knew about this, and even Yuan Hua and his wife were outside at the time and didn't know.
My granddaughter can make money, and she doesn’t do it randomly. She has known it for a long time.
At that moment, he nodded and said: "Okay, you can do it if you have your own idea. Several families in our village have also planted sweet potatoes. Since we are going to harvest them, our village must not be left behind."
"I know this. Not only will I not be left behind, I will also need a lot of help from our village this time! I am not busy at the moment. When the sweet potatoes are almost dug, I will talk to the village chief."
Song Qiu had a plan in mind, just waiting for the time to dig sweet potatoes.
She thought that with the five hundred taels of silver in her hands now, she could do anything with her hands, and she was no longer afraid of being tied up.
Early the next morning, Song Qiu went to the inn and saw that the beans were almost soaked, so he started preparing to make bean curds.
When she originally decorated the kitchen, she prepared a small grinder in the corner of the kitchen, which was very convenient to use.
I have used this mill to grind rice flour, glutinous rice flour and the like before.
Ladle the soaked beans into the grinder, grind them with the pusher, and the pulp water flows into the wooden basin connected at the bottom.
Song Qiu didn't plan to do much at one time.
Zhang Lihua and Wang took turns with their hands and worked hard, finally grinding out a basin of pulp, and then passed the pulp twice with clean gauze, and then poured the pulp water into the pot to cook.
Skim off the scum and add the prepared gypsum water several times while stirring evenly. Remove from heat and leave it to solidify on its own.
In about two quarters of an hour, the bean curd will take shape.
Song Qiu smelled it and found that it was very fragrant, so he took out several small bowls to put it in. One bowl per person. If you like sweet food, put a spoonful of white sugar. If you like to eat salty food, put red oil and soy sauce seasoning.
It was the first time that Mr. Yuan had seen that beans could be made and eaten like this. He had eaten tofu before, but this was the first time he had seen this beancurd. He found it quite novel and hurriedly followed Song Qiu's instructions, adding sugar to the ones with sugar and red oil and soy sauce.
Put red oil and soy sauce.
As soon as I took one bite, everyone was full of praise.
"This tofu pudding is delicious! I really want to sell it, it can be sold!" Ms. Chen said after taking a bite.
I have been working on the tea shed for a long time, and as I was eating something, I thought about whether I could sell it in the tea shed.
Song Qiu laughed, "It's just troublesome to make these bean curds. It's too much to sell every day, so I'll just sell them every other day. I won't sell them on the day when I sell steamed buns. It's enough time to grind the beans while kneading the dough. I can't stand it anymore."
Those who serve glutinous rice balls and noodles are also available on that day."
Mrs. Chen nodded, "Okay, let's do it."
These beans are not valuable, no better than white flour. Even with the addition of sugar, a bowl can be sold for a penny.
Bean curd was served for breakfast. After everyone ate it, they began to get busy.
Today we have bean curd. In addition to boiled fish, we also ordered bean curd fish. Now the fish in the inn is the best seller, and it has become famous. Many people who often pass by this official road will order it every time.
Sometimes three fishes are simply not enough to sell.
Earlier, when Song Qiu was free in the afternoon, he went to Qili Village to look for Qichun Lake, hoping to find some fish fry.
If it were anyone else, Qichun Lake would not be willing to do so easily. After all, their Qi family relies on this business of selling fish.
But Song Qiu was only feeding himself, not trying to steal business, so he agreed and promised to give Song Qiuyun some fry.
Therefore, now, fish fry have been scattered into the Songshan River. When the fish grow up and reproduce, it will be convenient to net the fish by yourself.
But for now, we still have to buy fish every day.
Because Qichun Lake has negotiated business with several restaurants in Baishui Town, they deliver fish there every day before dawn, and they just happen to bring the fish to her, which saves Du Chuanfu the trouble of going to Qili Village to buy fish every day.
Just go to Ping'an Market to buy groceries.
In addition to bean curd fish and boiled fish, there are also couple's lung slices, red oil pig ears, spicy pig's trotters, pepper chicken, fried cabbage residue, chrysanthemum mixed with oil, tofu mixed with spring onions, crispy meat and taro slices soup, and yam.
Braised pork ribs.
The work is done, all we have to do is wait for the guests.