After traveling through time, she went to practice her way of making money

After listening to it, both of them nodded in agreement, saying that this was probably the case. Since the mysterious man was unwilling to tell the truth, it was only natural for those who were implicated to get some practical benefits.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, almost a whole day has passed. Deng Qiyue couldn't help but sigh, "Today is really unlucky! Why don't we pack our bags and move to another place to live, maybe we can change our luck."

Once this idea was decided, everyone in the Su family started to pack up in the afternoon. After everything was packed up, Deng Qiyue asked Zhao Yi to find a few carriages outside and move all the property of Su Yu's family, which was not much, to the blue brick house opposite his house.

Although they didn't have much stuff, they were busy all the time. It was not until night fell and the lights came on that the Su family finally packed up their belongings.

The layout of this mansion is a bit regular, and the area where the Su family members live has also been carefully planned. Su Yu thought that since his sons were more active, it would be more appropriate for them to live in the wing rooms. In this way, Su Shikuan and Su Shirong were assigned to the wing rooms on the west side, and the extra room was naturally assigned to Su Shian. As for Su Shining, he lived in the room on the right side of the main house, and Su Yu planned to arrange the room adjacent to the main house as a shared study.

Hearing this arrangement, Su Shikuan immediately chose the farthest side by the wall, leaving the room next to the study to the other brothers. Arranged in the order of entering the wing from the corridor, they were the bedrooms of Su Shikuan, Su Shirong, and Su Shian.

The main house is usually used to receive guests. The first room on the left is the bedroom of Su Yu and Deng Xian, and to the right is Su Yu's exclusive study. There are three rooms in the east wing, the one near the kitchen is set as a dining room, and the other two are temporarily vacant in case of emergency and can be used as guest rooms for entertaining guests.

Deng Qiyue looked at everything in order, clapped his hands in satisfaction and said, "Well, this makes it look more like a home! Maybe when the back is built, An An and Ning Er can each have a yard in the back."

As a person who lives in a small modern house, Su Shian sighed: "Uncle Qi, I am doing well now."

Deng Qiyue said: "It can be even better!"

However, in the face of Deng Qi Yue's sigh, Su Yu ignored it and just sighed to himself: "I'm going out for a while." "Where to?" Deng Qi Yue asked puzzledly.

"Go to Brother Chen's house and let him know, so that if we move away suddenly, they won't worry about what happened to us." Su Yu explained.

"Then you'd better hurry up. I have sent Zhao Yi to buy food. If you come back late, there will be nothing to eat!" Deng Qiyue instructed.

Su Yu casually replied, "I understand," and turned and left.

At this time, Su Shian finally tidied her room. She touched her stomach, which had been rumbling with hunger for a long time, and remembered that since returning home from the county government, the family had only hurriedly eaten some tofu rice to fill their stomachs. Then, Deng Qiyue hurriedly urged them to move. Now she was so hungry that she even found it difficult to stand.

She blinked her big eyes and asked expectantly, "Uncle Seventh, what delicious food are we going to eat today?" The other children also echoed, "Yes, Uncle Seventh, our stomachs are rumbling!" "Yes, yes..." For a moment, the children started shouting at the same time.

Deng Xian came out immediately after hearing the noise. She was both angry and amused when she saw the group of innocent and lovely children. She scolded them, "Don't make trouble. Uncle Qi has helped us so much. We should be grateful! Come over and help us. We haven't sold all the tofu today, but the remaining ones are enough for us to have a good dinner."

At this time, Granny Fang also came over with a smile, holding some freshly baked bean curd cakes in her hands. She explained: "This is a new method I have come up with. Everyone come and try it." It turned out that when Deng Xian and others were taken to the county government, Granny Fang panicked and didn't know how to deal with it. Considering that bean curd and tofu are not easy to preserve, she decided to give most of them to the neighbors who cared about them.

Not only that, even the beggars on the roadside were given a lot of delicious tofu pudding and bean curd. You know, they were very satisfied to get some bean curd dregs from the Su family shop a few days ago.

"Auntie, bean dregs are actually quite delicious." A dirty child suddenly said.

Granny Fang was naturally familiar with the taste of bean dregs, and she was skeptical about what the beggars said: "Ah? Really?"

"It's true. These days we took the bean dregs from the shop to the dilapidated temple and steamed them with some wild vegetables. They tasted pretty good."

That's right, it's impossible. It's just that relatively speaking, it's easier for them to get food to fill their stomachs.

Although Granny Fang didn't think bean dregs pancakes would be delicious, it might be a good way to deal with the problem of bean dregs. So, after helping everyone move, she ran to the kitchen to try making them.

Su Shikuan asked curiously, "Ah? Really? Then I'll try..."

Seeing this, Su Shirong on the side also said quickly: "I want to try it too."

Su Shining took a careful bite and after tasting it carefully, he commented: "Hmm, it tastes OK. Although the texture is a little rough, it's generally acceptable. In comparison, the pancakes made by Granny Fang are more delicious than the coarse flour steamed buns in our hometown."

However, Su Shian still felt that these bean curd cakes were a little hard to swallow, but out of politeness and respect for the elders, he still forced a smile and said, "I think it's okay. If you add some vegetables and fry it in oil, it might be more delicious!"

Hearing this, Granny Fang laughed happily: "Haha, An An is such a good eater."

"An An, bean dregs are called bean dregs because they are the residue left over from making tofu. Even if we fry them with oil, it may make them taste a little better, but it cannot change the fact that they are just dregs." Deng Qiyue said with a bitter smile. In fact, he couldn't eat any more after just a small bite. Perhaps because he had experienced a hard life, he always had high requirements for this kind of food. After all, he had lived a wealthy life since he was a child, and he could afford to enjoy more delicacies.

Su Shian racked his brains to think about the evaluation of bean dregs in his mind, but to no avail. He quickly said, "Ah? Uncle Qi, you can't say that. In fact, many ingredients in soybeans that are beneficial to the body are retained in the bean dregs. If you eat it, its benefits may not be much less than tofu, right?"