Early the next morning, Tang Youde called Tang Shiheng, and the three of them went up the mountain together.
Tang Youde cherished his life very much. Hearing her say that he was in the deep mountains, he even asked a hunter from the village to follow him.
Since safety was guaranteed, Tang Shijin naturally took a walk around here to get a feel for the situation.
Zhulin Village is indeed a bamboo forest village. As soon as you go up the mountain, there are bamboos everywhere. There are also trails on the outside of the mountain. Along the way, she saw two springs with gurgling water and various birds flying through the forest from time to time.
, when looking up to the sky, there are countless green bamboos pointing straight into the sky. The scenery is really beautiful.
As Tang Shijin walked, he relied on his original instinct and cut two bamboo shoots. Tang Youde urged her impatiently: "Hurry up! Why are you dawdling!"
Tang Shijin agreed and walked a few steps quickly.
It was like this from time to time, until she was tired from walking, she pointed to a place, and then the two of them searched back and forth for more than an hour, but found nothing.
Tang Shijin and the uncle named He were digging wild vegetables and picking mushrooms nearby. When they finally gave up, their bamboo baskets were full.
Then Tang Youde came over angrily: "No! Did you remember it wrong?"
"I remember correctly!" Tang Shijin pointed forward: "I remember clearly, there are three bamboos very close to each other on both sides, right here!"
"Then why not!"
Uncle He couldn't help but said: "Things like Polygonum multiflorum are rare in the first place, and it's not like one species per acre. Isn't that wrong? It's rare to have it, right?"
Tang Youde gasped angrily and said, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"How many times have I said this!" Uncle He said, neither cold nor hot: "I said it once just before going up the mountain, so you should listen!"
Tang Youde took a long breath.
Tang Shiheng hurriedly handed over to the hunter: "Uncle He, my father is a little anxious, please don't be offended."
Uncle He said: "Yeah, if you don't do anything and just think about pie falling from the sky, you will definitely be anxious if it doesn't fall! Call me and I will be anxious too!"
Tang Shijin almost laughed out loud.
I thought this uncle's words were quite interesting.
Tang Shiheng's face also looked a bit wrong, and he forced a smile and said: "Uncle, you are joking."
Uncle He said: "Okay, if you can't find it, just leave! Why bother!" He turned around and left.
Although Tang Youde wanted to have the integrity to flick his sleeves and disagree with him, but he didn't have the courage to do so in the deep mountains and forests, so he could only follow him with his robe in hand.
Uncle He saw it and muttered: "If you want to go into the mountains, you have to wear a long robe. Those who don't know better think that they are going to perform for the mountain gods."
Pfft haha!
Tang Shijin struggled to hold back his laughter.
The father and son of the Tang family followed behind with dark faces. When they got off the mountain, Tang Youde raised his legs and walked away. Tang Shiheng hurriedly handed over to Uncle He: "I'm sorry, my father is busy... Thank you for accompanying us on this trip today!"
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"You're welcome," Uncle He said, "I won't thank you enough, I just feel sorry for Erya'er!"
Tang Shiheng suffocated and glanced at Tang Shijin.
Tang Shijin said with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle He! I think you are like the kind of hero written in the book, you are majestic and loyal."
Uncle He was holding a straw stick, but she made fun of him. He spat out the straw stick with one side of his head, grabbed a bamboo shoot with his backhand, threw it directly into her bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't coax you.
Uncle, come home quickly!"
Tang Shijin bent his eyes and smiled at him, and then left with Tang Shiheng.
Seeing that there was no one around, Tang Shiheng sneered: "I really don't know what you want to do! Are you crazy? You are using your biological father's name to show off your cleverness. Do you really think you can succeed?" Under the overthrow of the nest,
How can you not understand even if you have a complete egg?"
Tang Shijin said: "Don't mind my business and coax your precious child well! Where is the good brother who fell into the trap and stood by and watched, who has suffered countless hardships and pretended to be a fool?"
Because her tone was too calm and had no ups and downs at all, Tang Shiheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was cursing. He immediately glared angrily and said angrily: "Unreasonable!"
He waved his hand and left.
Tang Shijin touched his chin.
Well, sometimes you can use village curses and stuff like that...
She walked home slowly by herself.
Suddenly, she smelled a stench at the end of her nose. When she looked sideways, she saw someone from the tofu shop in the village taking out the broken tofu, probably feeding it to pigs.
Tang Shijin's heart suddenly jumped.
She is the kind of person who can't sit still without making money, but for a while now, she can only fight at home with her scumbag father and stepmother. What if she can make some money without leaving home?
She walked over.
This family also has the surname He, and I have seen the excitement of their family before.
So when he saw her coming, the daughter-in-law of that family, Xiao Zhou, greeted her: "Er Ya'er is here? Zhuzi, cut the tofu into pieces for Er Ya to eat!"
"No, no, no," Tang Shijin said with a smile, "Auntie, are you at home?"
The mother-in-law of that family came out and said with a smile: "Er Ya'er, have you just come down from the mountain?"
Tang Shijin smiled and chatted with her for a few words, then pulled her sleeves and whispered: "Auntie, I saw you pouring tofu, and then I remembered that I heard someone said that a tofu dish is better than feeding pigs.
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Mrs. Zhou asked: "What kind of food?"
Tang Shijin told her.
In fact, it is bad tofu, which is similar to stinky tofu. It smells bad and tastes good.
Usually this dish is made around the beginning of spring, but the climate in Zhulin Village is very cool, so it can be made at any time.
In fact, the method is also very simple. Cut the tofu into cubes, and then place the tofu cubes in a bowl, leaving some space in the middle to facilitate fermentation. It is called "silk brain" in the local dialect.
Then cover it with a cloth and place it in a cool place. Generally speaking, in about four or five days, there will be a layer of sticky stuff on the surface. After another seven or eight days, the mucus on the surface will turn slightly red and even grow white hairs.
, that’s it at this time.
Then add salt, pepper, and water and bring to a boil.
After it cools down, pour it into a bowl of fermented tofu, add some shredded ginger, soak it for a day and then eat it. When you eat it, dip it in green onions and it will taste very fragrant.
Mrs. Zhou asked: "Is it true?"
"Of course it's true," Tang Shijin said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, try it. It won't take much trouble anyway. If it works, you can put it in a jar and sell it. It's also a business! This thing goes well with steamed buns and dough.
You can also beat eggs and fry them in oil, you’ll know after you eat them.”
Mrs. Zhou was dubious, but she was right. There were often leftover tofu at home, and it didn’t take much effort.
Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "My dear, let me try. Don't worry, if I can succeed, I will definitely not forget you!"
Tang Shijin smiled and agreed.
You know, the recipes these days are extremely valuable. Unless Mrs. Zhou is really shameless, she has to express her gratitude no matter what.
But judging from the impression of the original owner and her observations, this family is quite kind.
She left.
Then Mrs. Zhou went home and told her family.
Unexpectedly, Father He made the decision at that time: "Try it! Let's try making a plate of tofu!"
Mrs. Zhou was startled: "You don't need it, right? Make less of what you have left!"
"It's okay! It doesn't bother me!" Father He said, "I think there is some luck in this kid, so you're right!"
So everyone could only try it with trepidation, and then when it was served half a month later, Father He stirred it up with chopsticks, and when he tasted it... he nodded repeatedly: "Yeah! Not bad, not bad! This tastes good!"
His eldest son He Shishi was made curious by him and immediately took a green onion and dipped some in it.
There is a strong salty aroma in the mouth.
As soon as the taste touches the tongue, it immediately stimulates people's saliva. The fresh fragrance also has a slight numbness of pepper juice, which makes people's tongues swallow it.
The two men stopped talking and just ate in silence.
That night, the whole family ate the whole basket of steamed buns. You should know that this basket of steamed buns usually lasts for two meals.
The whole family praised their father for his insight. If he hadn't made the decision, how could they have done so much?
Father He was also very proud. The family immediately bought jars and planned to test sell them when they go to the county town tomorrow.
One day later, Mrs. Zhou quietly came to Tang Shijin and gave her two taels of silver.
Mrs. Zhou was a little embarrassed: "Daughter, these things are really good, but I don't have that much cash at home. When I go back to sell them, I will get you two taels."
Giving money before the sale started is really a kind thing.
Moreover, instead of giving the money to the Tang family, he secretly gave it to her, which is even more smart.
Just by focusing on these two points, this family can be successful.
Tang Shijin smiled and said: "No need, Auntie, this money has solved my urgent problem. We will live together for a long time, and I may not know when I will come to ask for help. You must not argue with me, otherwise I will
Don’t regard me as one of your own.”
In the end, Mrs. Zhou left gratefully.
Of course, this is all for later.
At this time, Tang Shijin had just returned home, carrying a bamboo basket on his back.