After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

Old Man Ye also did not go out, helping to till the soil. Several people planted radishes and cabbages.

Ye Qing felt a little uncomfortable looking at the bare vegetable garden, but fortunately, his family had prepared a lot of dried and pickled vegetables, so he could change the taste in winter.

"Boss, the chickens and ducks at home lay fewer eggs in winter, so we should find another way to make a living. There are so many people at home waiting to eat." Old man Ye thought a lot.

"Dad, I've been thinking about the same thing, but I don't have any skills and I don't know what to do." Boss Ye was also worried because he had a son who was studying and waiting to spend money.

Ye Qing had an idea in his mind, "Dad used to make charcoal in the village, so we can still make charcoal and sell it."

"It's warm here, Qingya. I wonder if we need carbon in winter."

"It's humid here, and it's cold and damp in winter, so we need carbon. Dad, you should go and ask around. Even if our family doesn't use it, restaurants should be able to use it." Ye Qing was not very sure.

Boss Ye no longer hesitated and decided to ask Chef Liu about it when he went to the city to deliver eggs tomorrow. Erlang accepted Chef Liu's apprentice as his master, and the two families became closer and closer.

Ye Qing finished planting quickly. It had just rained, so there was no need to water it. Wait until the seeds sprouted, then water them a little more.

"Brother, does your family want to make tofu? We're going to make some. If you want to make it, just soak some soybeans and share with us." Ye Qiu asked outside the door.

"We need to do something. It's almost August 15th. Prepare a few dishes. Come in and talk." Boss Ye called out.

"I won't go in. I still have to go to my second and third brothers' houses to ask. You also know my father-in-law's craftsmanship. The tofu he makes is famous in the surrounding villages."

"Then I won't keep you here. Your third brother will be leaving soon. Go quickly." Boss Ye urged.

Ye Qiu did not stay and turned to go to Ye Laoer's house.

"Dad, Grandpa Sun also has this skill. I've been here for more than half a year, but why haven't I seen him making it?" Ye Qing was a little curious.

"Your grandpa's craft is inherited from his ancestors. Before he fled the famine, he was famous in the surrounding villages. It was also when he arrived here that his family didn't have beans at first. Later, your aunt made a lot of money selling lobsters, so he stopped doing it."

"Then uncle can continue to do it. There are no vegetables in winter, so tofu will definitely sell well."

"It will probably be soon. His family has two nephews who are studying, and the pressure is even greater than ours." Boss Ye thought about his two nephews.

Ye Qing quickly went to tell Li that it was up to Li to decide how much to make at home.

"Qingya, ask your father to bring up half a bag and make more. They can be kept for this weather. Then send some to your grandfather's house." Li thought that this was the first time she made tofu this year, so she wanted to share some with everyone to try.

Ye Qing agreed, ran out and went to help Boss Ye.

Ye Qing didn't dare to go to the cellar. It was different from the one dug during the escape from famine. At that time, people were always in it and there were no other animals.

There are fewer people going there now, and sometimes there are frogs in it. Ye Qing helped to put the rope on top.

After Li got the soybeans, she and Zhou picked out the big and plump ones from the winnowing basket, as they were the ones that would taste good when cooked.

After washing it twice more, the weather was cold and the water from the well was a little warm, unlike the river water which was icy cold.

Li found a clean bucket, poured some well water into it, and put the soybeans in. After the soybeans were full of water, they could be ground.

"Brother, my soybeans are almost ground, please bring them over." Ye Qiu urged, breathlessly holding onto the door.

"Go right away. I'll pull it over with a ox cart." Ye Laoma skillfully loaded the cart with the soybeans.

"Dad, I'm going too. I've never seen how to grind tofu." Ye Qing climbed onto the ox cart, sat at the back and held the bucket.

There was nothing to do at home, so Boss Ye was happy to take his daughter with him.

"Dad, where are we going? My aunt's house is so close, why do we need to take a car to get there?" Ye Qing didn't understand what was going on for a moment.

"You need to grind the soybeans first. The stone mill is in the middle of the village. It's the one we exchanged money for last time in the village."

Ye Qing felt a little embarrassed. How could he have forgotten this? He had clearly gone to see it specifically at that time.

Boss Ye looked at his daughter's embarrassed expression and smiled happily. He usually looked like a little adult, but now he acted like a child.

Before Boss Ye drove his ox cart to the stone mill, Ye Qing had already seen his uncle driving the oxen to grind beans.

"Uncle, we are here. Do you need my help?"

"Qingya is here, she'll be ready soon, you can play over there."

Ye Qing was still curious and walked to the stone mill. He saw his uncle scoop up a spoonful of soybeans and pour it into the millstone. As the cow moved, the stone mill also turned.

After a while, white soy milk flowed out and was collected in a bucket underneath.

My uncle kept pouring soybeans on top, and the amount of soy milk at the bottom was increasing. Ye Qing looked at it curiously.

After a while, the soybeans were gone and the soy milk stopped flowing out, so my uncle stopped the oxen pulling the mill.

"Dazhu, please bring the cow out and use my cow to continue grinding."

"Don't bother yourself, bro. It won't take much time. It will be done in a moment."

"Okay then, put your things in my car and I'll send them back to you first." Boss Ye was no longer polite.

Ye Qing has already seen the process of grinding soybeans, and also wants to see how tofu is made.

The two men arrived at Sun's house, and Boss Ye brought two buckets of soy milk into the kitchen.

The old man of the Sun family had been waiting for a long time. He greeted Boss Ye and started to filter the bean dregs.

This is a physical job, so Boss Ye didn't let Ye Qiu help. He and Grandpa Sun poured the soy milk into the cloth bag together.

When the cross was shaken vigorously, the soy milk flowed out of the cloth bag.

After filtering several times, only the dregs of soybeans will be left in the bag. Then put the soybean milk in a large pot and boil it.

Ye Qing helped to boil the pot, and soon the aroma of soy milk wafted out.

Ye Qing hadn't had soy milk for a long time, and his mouth was watering with greed.

Ye Qiu took out a few bowls from the cupboard, scooped out a few bowls, and shared them with everyone.

Ye Qiu loved Ye Qing so much that he added some sugar to the drink, making it taste sweet and fragrant.

Ye Qing wanted to drink another bowl, but just as she picked it up, she was stopped by her aunt, "Qingya, don't drink it. Save some for tofu pudding later."

"Aunt, when will you eat? I think I can digest this soy milk quickly."

Ye Qiu looked at the greedy Ye Qing and couldn't help laughing. "It will be ready soon, can you wait a little longer?"

Ye Qing felt shy when he heard his aunt talking to him in the tone of a coaxing child, and he buried his head in adding firewood.

The old man of the Sun family came over with the prepared brine, added some of it to the poured soy milk, stirred it constantly with a spoon, and finally covered it with a lid and let it sit for a while.

Ye Qing boiled two more pots of soy milk, and the tofu pudding was ready. Auntie served Ye Qing half a bowl. "Qingya, the seasoning is over there, you can mix it yourself, there are salty and sweet ones."

Ye Qiu took over the job of cooking, while Ye Qing took the bowl and went to season it.

Ye Qing decided to try both flavors, as she liked them both.