The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

However, in such a traditional ancient context, if the villagers knew that such a thing had happened to them, I'm afraid it would cause a lot of gossip and discussion...

But Song Wenqin was somewhat dissatisfied.

The dissatisfaction in my heart surged like a tide. The moment of tranquility and beauty just now was interrupted by this tactless old man!

snort!

"Village Chief, what's going on? Why are you even interfering with us being intimate?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like throwing a stone into a calm lake. Not only did the village chief's face turn red instantly, but even Jiang Jinhe felt as if his cheeks were burning.

Doesn’t he usually hate talking too much?

Why say such things at this time!

Jiang Jinhe was surprised and a little shy. She couldn't help but want to stop him, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.

Seeing that the village chief was about to explode, Jiang Jinhe hurriedly stepped forward to mediate.

"Village Chief, why are you here? Don't listen to Qin's nonsense. We just had a special situation...special."

Her voice was a little embarrassed as she tried hard to explain herself, but she knew in her heart that any explanation would be futile in this situation.

Li Congyi is over sixty years old and has been the village chief for more than twenty years. He has seen all kinds of strange things!

Song Wenqin was the child he had watched grow up.

He treated the young people in the village like his own children and sincerely hoped that they could be happy and lead stable and joyful lives.

"What happened to you guys just now? I didn't see anything."

The old village chief twirled his beard and spoke seriously.

Although there was a hint of teasing in his tone, it was mostly understanding. "I have something I want to discuss with you!"

Seeing that the village chief was willing to let the matter go, Jiang Jinhe's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

She quickly asked the village chief to sit down in the small pavilion nearby and tried her best to calm down this sudden storm.

"Village Chief, please take a seat. I'll go call Wen Qin's parents over."

After sending away Song Wenqin, who looked unwilling and resentful, she finally relaxed a little and took a deep breath, but her heart was still full of confusion.

I really don't understand what he is angry about!

But she couldn't guess what the village chief wanted to discuss.

In Daliang Village, the village chief is the boss of everyone. No matter big or small matters in the village, he has the final say.

I have never heard that he would discuss anything with the villagers.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. She remembered that several groups of people had visited the village chief's house recently, and the village chief's son, who was an official in another place, had also come back once!

Are there any business opportunities?

Can I make some money again?

She felt secretly happy in her heart, as if she saw hope for the future.

"Okay...but this matter is actually not too urgent."

The village chief spoke slowly, with a hint of calmness and ease in his tone.

As he spoke, his eyes were inadvertently attracted by something on the table.

There were two pieces of dried tofu lying in the bowl, emitting a mouth-watering aroma.

As you get closer, the aroma becomes stronger, making you almost want to take a sip.

Before, Song Wenqin had been busy with village affairs and had no time to let her taste this delicacy.

Jiang Jinhe was just about to introduce the two pieces of dried tofu in detail when he saw the village chief swallowing slightly, obviously tempted by the rich aroma.

"Madam Wen Qin, what kind of meat is this? Why does it smell so good?"

The village chief's voice was filled with curiosity and anticipation, as if he had never imagined that this food was not made of meat.

"Village Chief, this isn't meat. It's made of beans. Would you like to try it?"

Jiang Jinhe answered with a smile, her tone gentle and kind.

"Okay, great!"

Before Jiang Jinhe handed the bowl to the village chief, Li Congyi had already snatched it away impatiently, moving so quickly as if he was afraid of missing out on something delicious.

The next second, two pieces of dried tofu were missing from the bowl.

Li Congyi's movements were so fast that it seemed as if he couldn't stop at all.

He put a piece of dried tofu into his mouth and savored it carefully. The delicious taste made him feel extremely satisfied.

However, when he ate the first piece, Li Congyi suddenly remembered what the black-faced daughter-in-law of the Song family had said - eating with them would infect him with the "black-face disease" and his face would turn black.

He felt a little nervous and wanted to put down the bowl and leave immediately, and was considering whether to punish them for spreading the disease.

But unfortunately, his hands did not obey his commands at all and he picked up the second piece of dried tofu involuntarily.

When he finished eating the second piece, he remembered that the doctor had said that the disease was not serious and not contagious, and he relaxed a little.

He looked at the remaining dried tofu in the bowl with reluctance and sighed. If there were ten more pieces, he might be able to satisfy his craving.

"Madam Wenqin, you just said this is made from beans? How can it be so delicious and have a meaty flavor? It also smells good and has no bean smell at all."

The village chief's voice was full of surprise and admiration.

"Village Chief, this is indeed made from beans, but it goes through several complicated processes to make this delicious and tasty dried tofu. Village Chief should also know that Wen Qin went to the county town to buy beans yesterday!"

Jiang Jinhe explained, with a hint of pride in her voice.

When they came back from the county town yesterday, they drove both carts and donkeys. Many villagers came to watch, and the scene was very lively.

Besides, this kind of tofu will be sold to the county town in the future, so it is a good thing to make it clear as soon as possible.

This way the villagers won't think the Song family only wants to make money from them.

After listening to Jiang Jinhe's explanation, the village chief nodded repeatedly to express his understanding and support.

"You young people are really energetic! You did a great job helping the village build kangs this time! You've brought a lot of benefits to the village!"

Li Congyi sighed sincerely.

His eyes were full of relief and expectation, as if he saw the future of the village gradually brightening.

He hoped that the Song family could develop the business. If it could help other villagers make some money, it would also bring honor to him as the village chief.

Deep in his heart, he has always had a wish, which is to make this small village more prosperous and make the villagers live a better life.

Although Jiang Jinhe understood what the village chief meant, she had no intention of continuing the conversation.

She felt that this matter was not something that could be solved with just a few words, so she didn't want to dwell on it too much.

Her mind was completely focused on how to do a good job in the dried tofu business.

The villagers definitely can’t do this tofu business.

It’s not that she’s unwilling to teach, the key lies in the raw materials.

Making dried tofu requires high-quality beans, but the shriveled soybeans grown locally will only turn into a pile of worthless dregs during the grinding process. Not to mention making them into tofu, even if they are made into bean cakes, they will not taste good!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling helpless.

She said a few words casually, trying to get by.