The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Jiang Shian smiled but said nothing. Although he was used to being called "brother" and "man", he still found it hard to accept the fact that his brother was going to get married and have children.

Novels are novels, and even if a paper man doesn't poop, it smells good. But he is real, and he can't imagine the scenes of giving birth.

Besides, he is a straight man, can't he live alone for the rest of his life?

But if the third brother were to travel through time and space, he would definitely be a cute and sunny husband. As for having children, that guy always thinks about giving birth to a baby for him, so if he finds a husband of his dreams, he probably wouldn't reject it.

Thinking of this, his smile deepened. He really missed the boss and the others.

The tofu was cut into neat squares, and Jiang Shian bought six or seven pieces at once.

The tofu was cheap at two pieces per penny. Grandma Wang took a bamboo basket, covered the bottom with a layer of white cloth and then put the tofu in it.

"Thank you, grandma. I'll put the tofu in the bamboo basket and bring it back to you."

Jiang Shian put the bamboo basket on the table, took the soy milk handed to him by Grandma Wang, took a sip, and then it was so hot that he stuck out his tongue.

Grandma Wang was amused by him and laughed out loud. She looked at Jiang Shian with a loving smile on her face, "Son, why are you in such a hurry to drink? If you like to drink, just come to grandma's house and drink it later."

After paying for the tofu, Grandma Wang saw that he really liked drinking soy milk, so she filled a bamboo tube with two cups for him to take away.

After expressing his thanks, Jiang Shian picked up a basket of tofu and walked home.

He likes to eat fermented bean curd very much. It is good for hot pot or daily cooking. It is also easy to make and can be eaten after marinating for about half a month.

When he returned home, Ji Yinghuai had already sharpened the knife and was watering the vegetables in the yard.

The man was tall and slender, with black hair tied back with a wooden hairpin. He looked very cool with the simple water splashing action, not at all like the sinister and scary look he had when he first met her.

If this happened in the entertainment industry, with her looks and figure, even the most popular stars would have to give way.

"You're back." When Ji Yinghuai saw him come in, he took a few steps forward and took the bamboo basket from his hand.

She stood at the door without entering, looking at him as if she was in a trance.

"Well, grandma also gave me two cups of soy milk. The smell of the soy milk is quite fragrant. There is white sugar in the kitchen. You can try it too." Jiang Shian said as he walked towards the kitchen, then took out the tofu from the bamboo basket and placed it on the chopping board.

The two cups of soy milk were still hot. He scooped two small spoonfuls of sugar into them, stirred them, and handed one cup to Ji Yinghuai.

He had just had a drink and was not thirsty yet, so he cut all the tofu into small cubes.

After cutting, all are placed in a large winnowing basket. They have to wait until they are dried before being placed in a jar to ferment. The tofu can be pickled only when it turns yellow and smells a little, and the surface becomes sticky or hairy.

Leave a small piece for frying, and cut the rest of the ginger into small pieces and put them in a dustpan.

The weather has not been particularly hot recently, so it will probably take three or four days to ferment.

After making the tofu, the two of them moved a stool and sat in the yard to pick up the herbs. The herbs they dug up yesterday were still in the basket. They picked them out and dried them, and then took them to the town to sell in two days.

Ji Yinghuai knew more about this than him, and Jiang Shian followed his example.

It took them an hour and a half to select the right ones and put them on the roof to dry.

It was still early and Jiang Shian didn't want to waste any time, so after washing his hands, he went to the study room which he had temporarily tidied up.

I bought a lot of books today, and it will take me a few days to finish reading them. Besides, I don’t have time to sit down and read every day.

He still remembered the style of the toothbrush, so he drew a rough outline. The bristles of the toothbrush can be replaced by pig hair or horsetail hair. Horsetail hair may be softer and suitable for people with more sensitive mouths.

Pig hair is relatively hard and is suitable for people with good teeth.

As for tooth powder, the simplest one is to dry rosin and Poria cocos and mash them into powder, then sift them through a sieve into fine powder, and then dip the toothbrush directly into it.

In addition, there are some simple breath fresheners, such as toothpaste with mint added. As for the better ones with pearls added for whitening, ordinary people have no use for these pearls, and he did not have the money to buy them, so he did not consider them.

Picking up the white paper on the table, Ji Yinghuai wrote down everything he said, including the production method.

Jiang Shian read them one by one and couldn't stop smiling.

"Ji Er, you are amazing." Blowing the ink on the paper, he continued, "The toothbrush you drew looks pretty realistic. Tomorrow I will ask the village chief if there is a carpenter in the village. If not, we can go to the town and make a few first. If they are good, we will start selling them."

Ji Yinghuai put away his pen and nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The boy was really smart. He could think of such a method and tool for brushing teeth. If this thing is used by everyone, it will definitely be good if it is made and sold.

It was getting dark in the yard.

The sun had already set, and there were a lot of dark clouds above. A cool breeze blew from the horizon. It looked like it was going to rain.

Ji Yinghuai got up and brought all the medicinal herbs that had just been dried in the yard into the room.

Jiang Shian went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He had eaten meat in the morning, so he would eat something lighter at night.

It's been a few days since I came here, but I haven't cooked any noodles yet. Fortunately, the villagers gave me some sauerkraut, so I might as well just eat noodles.

As soon as the dough on the chopping board was kneaded, the sound of raindrops falling could be heard in the yard.

Jiang Shian looked up at the roof, fortunately the house had been repaired early.

The freshly made noodles are more chewy and the water is boiling.

Beat two eggs and a few leaves of cabbage, and put the noodles into a bowl. Add chopped green onions and coriander on the side, and drizzle a few drops of sesame oil and some chili powder.

Finally, have a handful of pickled cabbage and a little sour soup.

"How about this noodle I made? Does it look good?" Jiang Shian handed a large bowl of noodles with seasoning to Ji Yinghuai and asked with a smile.

Ji Yinghuai nodded. It was more than good. He never paid much attention to his appetite, but when the young man added the seasonings, he began to drool.

The rain in the yard became lighter, and it was completely dark. The oil lamp was lit in the kitchen. The two sat by the window, eating while listening to the sound of rain.

In the silent rainy night, the sound of idle chatter could be heard from time to time, adding some light to the dark yard.

Ji Yinghuai had never had such a peaceful and calm dinner with anyone other than his parents.

I didn't think about anything, the sound of raindrops was in my ears. When I raised my eyes, I could see the delicate and warm face of the boy in front of me under the oil lamp. My heart seemed to calm down at this moment.

The fire on the stove had gone out, and they had to light the fire again to wash the dishes. Jiang Shian thought it was too much trouble so he simply put it aside and asked Ji Yinghuai to wash it tomorrow morning.

They now have a clear division of labor: he is responsible for cooking, while Ji Yinghuai is responsible for eating and washing the dishes. Watching the man who is not tainted by worldly affairs roll up his sleeves and wash the dishes is another kind of fun.

After washing up, they went back to their rooms.

He walked around the market several times in the morning, and was thinking about making money in the afternoon. Before going to bed, Jiang Shian was still thinking about the toothpaste and toothbrush he was going to make tomorrow.

Thinking that he might earn tens or hundreds of taels of silver, he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

However, Ji Yinghuai in the opposite room couldn't sleep.

A small note appeared on the inside of the wall, briefly explaining the results of the investigation over the past few days.

"My Lord, I hope you are safe. When the news of your death came out, the army was in turmoil, and many soldiers were saddened. I am investigating the matter, but I have found nothing so far. Now the Second Young Master has taken over the Shen Ce Army, and the former deputy generals and other generals have been demoted or transferred. All the important positions have been replaced by the Second Young Master's people... The people in the capital are convinced that the Prince is dead, and the Emperor's attitude is unclear. The old Concubine Dowager is too sad, and now the Queen Mother has taken her to the palace to be cared for by the imperial physician...!"

When he saw those last few words, a look of sadness flashed across Ji Yinghuai's face.

He followed his father to the battlefield when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, and his mother was left alone in the palace. He did not marry a princess, so his mother had no one to accompany her. Including this year, he had not been home for three years. When she heard the news of his death, you can imagine how much of a blow it was to her.

Now that the news of his death has spread, I'm sure many people in Beijing are waiting to see the show. Praising the powerful and bullying the weak has always been what this group of people like to do most.

It was good that he was brought to the palace in this way. The emperor was telling everyone clearly how much he valued the Zhan Bei Palace.

As for Ji Zexu...

Although they were not born of the same mother, they had a good relationship since childhood. He originally planned to hand over the Shen Ce Army to the other party in two years, and return to Beijing to be an idle prince so that the emperor could let down his guard. With him as a hostage in Beijing, the group of civil officials who always said that he was too powerful and intended to rebel would be more at ease.