The first step in the book is to start selling tofu

Of course Lin Zhi agreed to her thoughtful request!

For the third pot, Daya made it without Lin Zhi’s guidance.

The fourth pot.

The fifth pot.

……

Originally, only four pots were needed. Seeing that Daya could do it herself, Lin Zhi filtered the bean dregs again, and this made the fifth pot of bean juice.

"Carry the tofu into the house, and you can go to bed."

People in ancient times went to bed early. Except for Daya who was very excited and looked energetic, the other two had already been yawning.

Even Lin Zhi is no exception.

However, her body felt sleepy, but her soul was feeling the happiest.

I don't have a clock, so I don't know what time it is now, but judging from my mental state, it should be around 10 o'clock in the evening.

Four people carried the prepared tofu into the house and placed it on a large bamboo basket.

Worried that it might rain at night, Lin Zhi put a hat on top to block it.

"I don't know if there will be mice coming to steal food..." Lin Zhi looked at the tofu worriedly.

Daya was standing next to her and started to worry when she heard that.

She had just tried the taste of tofu.

It would be such a pity if such delicious food was eaten by mice.

and……

She already felt that her current mother didn't want to take everyone with her to death, so this tofu should be crucial to their future lives, right? !

Lin Zhi had no idea what this cheap daughter was thinking.

Her worry just flashed by and then disappeared into some corner.

The rice jar at home is empty, and mice would shake their heads when passing by, so how could they come to visit?

Without any worries, Lin Zhi simply washed up, went to bed and fell into a sound sleep.

The biological clock of the spirit can't keep up with the biological clock of the body after all, not to mention that she was very tired after accepting the memories of her original body today.

midnight.

Daya sneaked around the branches, climbed out of bed, and came to the place where the tofu was placed in the lobby.

"what!"

There was a pitch-black lobby without a single ray of light, and Daya groped her way around relying on her memory and feelings.

Who knows, there will be an obstacle on the road of memory.

Soft and warm...

It startled her.

As soon as she screamed, her mouth was covered, and the rest of the curse words were covered back into her mouth.

"Da Lang, Er Lang, why are you here?"

"Aren't you here too?" Dalang pouted awkwardly.

In the dark night, Daya couldn't see his expression clearly, but from his tone she could roughly imagine Dalang's attitude at the moment.

"I'm just afraid that mice will come and eat the food..."

Daya explained in a low voice.

During the nearly one year they lived together, the number of times they spoke could be counted on one hand.

There is no difference between getting along with strangers.

Well, there is a difference, Daya thought.

She is not so cautious when talking to strangers. Being aggressive is her normal state.

"So are we."

Dalang replied.

They knew everything about the situation at home, and he thought that if he could just hold on a little longer, he would be able to be reunited with his biological father after some time.

Now it seems that we can move that date forward.

"Do you know when mom learned this skill?" Dalang poked Erlang beside him with his elbow.

The darkness concealed the unknown look in Jilang's eyes, and his voice was as concise as ever:

"I don't know."

"Tsk!"

Dalang chuckled with an ambiguous meaning.

He knew that before his father and Lin Zhi got married, there were a few days when his father went to the Lin family for several days in a row to "plot" some things that were unknown to others with his adopted mother.

Before he could figure out what the two men were "plotting", his family was driven to Dashan Village by the Su family.

During this time together, Dalang observed Lin Zhi and found that she was no different from other rich girls. In fact, because of the sudden change in her family, her handling methods and reactions were even worse than those of ordinary rich girls.

So he no longer paid any attention to this cheap mother.

After all, I'm almost starving to death, so what's the point of wasting all this time?

He was tired of living in the Su family with a tense mind every day. Since he was going to die, he should relax a little.

He had already prepared himself to die, but who would have thought that this ordinary stepmother would give him a big surprise.

She actually has a craft...

With the skills in hand, he believes that as long as he can overcome the current difficulties, relying on his own talents, a promising future will not be far away.

"It's enough for the two of us to guard here. You should go to bed early as a girl."

Now that he has hope in life, Dalang is in very good spirits, and even his minor symptoms have disappeared a lot.

"If you want to sleep, you two should go. You are still sick."

The influence of her living environment made Daya understand the importance of male children, and in her daily life, she always focused on male children in the family.

"You are sick too. Go, go, go, go to bed."

Daya refused to leave, and the two of them insisted.

A strange desire to win surrounded the two of them.

"Since both of you are not going to sleep, I will go to bed."

Erlang, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, and without waiting for the two to react, he went back to bed in the dark and lay down.

Daya and Dalang were left in the lobby, looking at each other in silence.

After a while

Dalang suggested, "How about this, you stay for the first half of the night and I'll stay for the second half. Don't be so quick to refuse. Tomorrow my mother is going to sell tofu, and you must go with her. You can't do that without a good rest."

Daya thought about it and agreed.

She is the one who is most familiar with the situation in the village among all the people in the family. If the tofu seller is missing, she, Daya, cannot be missing.

Dalang was a straightforward person. Seeing that Daya agreed, he didn't stay any longer and went straight back to bed.

With his mood improved, Dalang fell asleep quickly, and his breathing became steady after a while.

It was midnight, and I didn't know what time it was.

Dalang was worried about the night watch, so he slept for a while and then went to take over the shift with Daya.

He didn't know how long he had been guarding the place, but he felt very sleepy, so he dug Erlang out and asked him to continue guarding the place.

Erlang was awakened but didn't say a word. He went to the lobby quietly to guard.

……

Lin Zhisheng stretched lazily and felt like he was alive again.

Ah, no!

She really came back to life.

After a good rest, she started her beautiful day by humming a cheerful tune.

Gan!

The good mood disappeared when I saw the empty rice jar.

It's not a very good day.

The only food at home was the tofu that was baked last night.

That's for making money, not for eating.

There is also the bean dregs filtered out when making tofu. This can be eaten, but eating too much can cause indigestion and bloating. You can eat a small amount for breakfast.

In addition, there is the layer of bean skin that is lifted up when cooking soy milk, which is called yuba in her hometown.

This is a good thing with high nutritional value. It can be used for stir-frying, stewing or boiling.

There was no oil or other ingredients at home.

Lin Zhi looked at the green area outside the yard and immediately had an idea in her mind.