The villagers are simple and honest. How often have they heard such heartfelt words? Where have they ever been so solemnly thanked? For a moment, some unfamiliar and passionate emotions arose in their hearts.
Then they looked at Zhuang Keqing again.
The little girl is frail and thin, but she has to take on the work of the family. When Zhuang Da was alive, the family was not doing well. Now that Zhuang Da is gone, the mother and daughter have made a living on their own. The village
It’s not that no one is jealous, it’s not that no one makes slanderous remarks, but just like that, people have not forgotten the kindness of the big guy. It’s so easy to figure out a useful and strange thing, and they don’t even think about hiding it privately, but bring it out to everyone.
Use it together. This should be left alone. Needless to say, it will be used by you in vain. Even if you look at it, it is impossible for you to take a second look.
"I just said that this girl is a good person."
"That's right, some people are just as petty as the tip of a needle, afraid that others will take advantage of them."
The women and aunts in the crowd were all soft-hearted, and now they all spoke for Zhuang Keqing. The villagers who had just questioned lowered their heads in shame and stopped saying anything.
The village chief stood in the middle and had already seen the changes in the villagers' attitudes.
This girl has a great mouth. She showed weakness and was grateful at the same time. She simply put the villagers on the archway and couldn't get off. Do you think anyone who bullies her family again from now on will be punished by the whole village.
People reviled.
"It's just that my family still has some tofu business, and I use this stone mill every day." Zhuang Keqing smiled shyly, as if he was embarrassed to speak, "But I will try my best to use it before dawn, and I will not delay everyone's use.
"
After saying that, she lowered her head and stepped aside, raising her eyes from time to time to carefully observe the villagers' reactions. In fact, she was quite uneasy. After all, she proudly said that the front foot was for everyone to use, but now she said that she still had to use it. Actually,
It's a contradiction.
"These items and methods belong to the banker, so it's up to you to use them first!"
Mrs. Liu pushed away her open hand, ignored her son's obstruction, and walked up to Zhuang Keqing. "The little girl is kind-hearted. We old guys can't be ignorant of others." She glanced at the surrounding villagers and said: "
The farmer only has two acres of paddy field, and he relies on this tofu to make a living. Can we still dominate the place and make people who have done good things feel chilly?"
"Of course I can't."
Someone in the crowd immediately responded.
Mrs. Liu nodded, and then shook Zhuang Keqing's hand, "Girl, don't worry, if some blind and heartless thing bullies you in this matter, just tell me, I, Mrs. Liu, must make him understand this.
How to write the word!"
Seeing that the atmosphere in the scene was a little stiff and tense, the village chief came out to smooth things over. The little old man smiled and said: "Okay, okay, we people in Erlizi Village know right from wrong, and there will never be a time when you, Mrs. Liu, take action."
As soon as these words came out, the villagers laughed loudly, and they all had the courage to make fun of Mrs. Liu, who usually did not dare to provoke her.
After that, since the village chief made a statement, the construction of the water-powered mill was finally settled.
The stone mill, waterwheel and other parts will be brought back to the dealer for the time being, and will be moved there once the mill hut is built. It can be completed in a day or two.
The villagers went back home, but they thought they would not be here for a few days. Not to mention Erlizi Village, I am afraid that the news about the water conservancy and stone mill would be heard in the nearby villages.
Zhuang Keqing, however, didn't think about the mill issue anymore. Since it had been solved, there was no need to worry about it. It was just that the village chief and the elders had to take the time to make a trip and send some tokens of thanks.
Otherwise, take advantage of this time to go to the town to sell goods, buy some ribs, and stew them with dried tofu. If it is just water and tofu, you will not be able to get rid of it.
After thinking about these things, Zhuang Keqing started working on her tofu improvement plan.
She still remembers the first time she ordered tofu, she used rice vinegar, and every time after that, she used the leftover physalis for fermentation. Although it was convenient, she got gypsum this time, and she always wanted to make more varieties of tofu.
In later generations, just tofu was made from lactone brine, gypsum, and different types of primers. The texture and taste of the tofu made were different. If you want to expand your tofu business to restaurants in the future, you will have to
Just enrich the taste.
She doesn't have any ambition to become a business tycoon by relying on tofu, but at this stage, whether her family can improve her life depends on this.
Zhuang Keqing took the gypsum powder he bought, added water to make a paste, boiled a pot of soy milk, skimmed off the top layer of foam, poured the gypsum paste into it, stirred it evenly, and waited for the result.
After a while, she opened the lid and took a look.
Sure enough, nothing is done overnight. The first pot was obviously unsuccessful. The gypsum water was too thick and the tofu tasted old and tasted bad. We still need to try again.
Qin Manzhi didn't know what her daughter was doing in the kitchen, but she didn't want to disturb her, so she held Aman in the house and teased him with toys.
When it was almost time for dinner, every household was setting up the stove to cook, but Zhuang Keqing was still working on her plaster tofu.
Just after coaxing Aman to sleep, Qin Manzhi finally took out some time. She planned to make some soup in the evening and eat the leftover pancakes from lunch. When she entered the kitchen, she saw utensils in the basin and pot.
These are some not very decent tofu.
"Ke'er, what's the matter? Do you want to make a tofu feast today?"
Zhuang Keqing was a little embarrassed after hearing his mother tease him like this. The first time he used rice vinegar to order tofu, it was not as difficult as it is now. Who knew that now that he has done it more, his skills have deteriorated?
"Just, hey. Somehow, this plaster doesn't seem to work as well as the previous slurry."
After covering all the spoiled tofu with a cloth and putting it aside, Zhuang Keqing wiped his hands.
"Then let's just make watered tofu for the time being. You, the gypsum guy, just take your time." Qin Manzhi walked to the stove and took some straw to start the fire with a fire stick, threw it into the stove hole, and stuffed a few thin branches into it.
When the fire started, she put in some thicker firewood. Then she stood up and walked around to the front, adding some bone broth to the pot.
"You just have a lot of thoughts. You were like this when you were a child. You have to do your best in everything. Your father." She paused and said, "Don't mention him."
"Our life is much better now than before. I know you want to work harder to earn some money, but how can anything go smoothly forever?" Qin Manzhi washed some vegetables, chopped them, and put them into the soup.
He picked up some spoiled tofu and continued: "Like today, you boldly said that we should grind it every day. If Grandma Liu hadn't come out to help you make up for it and made people think better, tomorrow might not be known.
What strange things will happen in the village again?"
She looked at her daughter who had her head lowered, stretched out her hands and patted her shoulder gently, "I don't blame you, it's just that my mother has experienced it a lot and knows that this human heart is the most difficult thing to understand in the world.
"
The soup in the pot was simmering gurglingly, and Zhuang Keqing nodded slightly and slightly.
