The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

As for Lan Wangyan, she thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing special about him except that he was talkative and loved to eat. For the moment, she really didn't know how to train him.

Coming back to his senses, looking at Lan Wangyu's bright eyes, he was very eager for her affirmation. Lan Wangshu pinched his face.

"There are many variables. Even if the temperature is controlled, the dosage of gypsum, the way to make tofu, the angle, including how to stir with a spoon, to what extent to press the tofu, how long to let it sit, how heavy the stone is, and whether the size of the mold affects the result, all of these need to be controlled."

Lan Wangyu lowered his head silently, thought for a long time, and then looked up again.

"Then try them all."

He tilted his little face up, clenched his fists, and showed no sign of trouble at all. He was indeed eager to try.

"Okay, then go ahead and do it. Remember to write the lab report. If you can't write, ask your second brother."

Lan Wangshu was stunned for a moment. Isn't this a natural material for scientific research? She can do everything. If he hadn't been a person born a thousand years later and was here, he would have no chance to escape the fate of a woman, and he wouldn't even be able to leave Cangnan Village.

"No, I can understand it myself. I will come and tell my sister about my experimental results every day."

"Then our family's tofu business depends on you."

Lan Wangshu was so happy that she let it go. She was more than happy to have someone enjoy doing such a boring job.

"What about me, sister?"

Lan Wangyan also rushed over to join in the fun, causing the rocking chair to tilt. Lan Luochen had to use force to straighten it, and Lan Wangshu was startled.

"Wang Yan, don't be so reckless. You are so strong that you almost hit my sister."

Lan Luochen's face turned serious and his tone was a little stern.

Lan Wangyan also felt a little guilty. It was obvious that he didn't use any effort. It must be because his sister was too thin. He decided to eat less meat in the future to help his sister gain weight.

Lan Wangshu patted Lan Luochen's hand on the armrest, and his expression relaxed a little. His peach blossom eyes looked at her quietly.

"Is Xiaoyan very strong?"

She didn't know much about them. When she saw Lan Wangyan carrying a basket of wild vegetables, she just thought that children from rural areas had been working since childhood and had developed greater strength.

"Well, his strength is about the same as Uncle He Yi."

Lan Wangshu widened his eyes and looked at He Yi with a questioning look. He was an adult who practiced martial arts, but his strength was almost the same as that of a child?

He Yi's ears blushed and he nodded uncomfortably. It was true. Usually Lan Luochen would do horse stance in the yard to practice his lower body movements. That day he just wanted him to wear a sandbag to see if he could walk steadily.

Lan Wangyan appeared at this time, sitting on the steps at the door and laughing at Lan Luochen's crookedness. Lan Luochen's face turned dark at that moment, and he rarely said something childish, asking Lan Wangyan to try.

The little kid looked as if he was wearing no sandbag at all. If he wasn't so unsteady on his feet, Lan Luochen would have looked even more incompetent.

He Yi felt that the kid was incredibly strong, so he decided to try arm wrestling with him. As soon as he put his hands in place, the kid pinned him down. He was mentally prepared, and his arm muscles tensed up, but he was defeated instantly.

Once again, he found that the child was indeed very strong, comparable to an adult man.

Lan Wangshu reached out and hugged Lan Wangyan, and smoothed his slightly messy hair.

"Xiaoyan, do you like practicing martial arts?"

"I don't like it, but I have to learn it. My second brother said that he will go to school in the county in the future, and I will have to protect my sister at home."

Lan Wangshu touched his head and rested her chin on his bun. She didn't want to interfere with his preferences. In fact, interest is the best teacher. She agreed with this statement and would continue to cultivate him in the direction he aspires for.

Lan Wangyan is still young, and she is not in a hurry. She doesn't want to put pressure on her child. Who can know what he wants to do in the future at the age of six? She has been studying for more than ten years, and after graduation, won't she still work in sales?

Lan Luochen was very satisfied with his answer and nodded slightly. The man should indeed learn some martial arts.

"When you return to the village, learn some boxing skills from your sister."

"Sis, when did you learn to fight?"

"Third brother, my sister is a fairy, and fairies know everything."

Lan Wangyu simply didn't want to pay attention to this brother. He had already said that his sister had turned into a fairy, otherwise how could she know so much.

He Yi looked at what several people said as if it were true and couldn't help shaking his head. A woman like Miss Lan was actually fooling children.

After laughing and joking for a while, they still had to make tofu seriously. Lan Wangyan poured the soy milk that had been filtered through silk cloth into a large pot. According to Lan Wangyan's requirements, he began the experiment shortly after it boiled.

Lan Wangshu watched him put the soy milk into four ladles, add the same amount of gypsum, stir it to different degrees, record it in a way he could see, and then put it on the mold. Lan Wangyan was responsible for adding weight.

Then he took out four more scoops and conducted the experiment with the same dosage, different angles, and the same stirring method.

Lan Wangshu felt that her IQ had suffered a huge impact. She only thought that there were too many variables and too many factors that affected the formation of tofu, and for a moment she didn't know where to start.