The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 274 The protagonist's uncle who died early

A little head stretched out, the little face that had grown some flesh was white and tender, and a pair of big eyes twinkled with spirituality.

Yun Mo threw down the book about cotton planting that the system had found from the warehouse and looked at the little head at the door.

Yun Mo: "Come in"

Tao Qiyun: "Uncle"

The three-headed little guy walked in with a smile. The little guy who couldn't walk when fleeing the famine can now walk steadily.

The little guy who walked steadily even stretched out his hands to get on the kang.

Yun Mo looked at the two-headed baby who was as tall as the kang and was struggling to climb up, so he reached out and lifted the baby up.

The little guy took off his shoes and was thrown on the soft bed by Yunmo. The kang where Yunmo slept was covered with a mat, and on the mat was a layer of bedding. The bedding was specially selected and made by modern handicrafts. On top of it were three layers of sheets. The bottom layer was a hand-woven blue, red and brown checkered pattern. This sheet was relatively large and hung down to cover the kang. In the middle was a sheet of the same style, which just covered the entire kang. On top was a thinner blanket, and in the middle was a carp pattern.

The little guy landed right on the carp's position. He watched the carp beneath him turn over and stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to hug the carp.

Tao Qiyun: "Uncle"

Tao Qiyun: "Big fish looks good"

Yunmo: “I like it”

Tao Qiyun: “I like it”

Yun Mo picked out a smaller blanket from the space, the kind used to wrap dolls in modern times. The blanket was thick and soft, with a big carp on both sides, which looked particularly festive.

As soon as Yun Mo took it out, the little guy couldn't take his eyes off it. Yun Mo covered the little guy with the blanket, and the little guy immediately stopped moving.

Tao Qiyun: "Uncle"

Tao Qiyun: "The big fish is in my arms"

Yun Mo: “Yeah”

Yun Mo: "Let me hold you for a while longer"

Tao Qiyun: "Okay, okay"

Yun Mo picked up the book again and read for a while, but found it too quiet. He turned his head and saw the little guy sleeping with his belly bulging. Yun Mo couldn't help but curl his lips.

At this time, Grandma Tao came over.

Granny Tao: "Qiyun's uncle"

Granny Tao: "Have you seen..." Granny Tao: "Hey, Qiyun, how come someone got into your bed?"

Grandma Tao took two quick steps and tried to pick up her grandson.

Yun Mo: "Let him sleep"

Granny Tao: "But, at his age, he is most likely to wet the bed."

Grandma Tao looked at the exquisite bedding under her eldest grandson and felt that if her grandson urinated on it once, it would all be ruined.

Those things she had never seen before might be things from heaven, so how could she let her grandson destroy them?

Yun Mo: “No problem.”

Yun Mo: "I remember the beans I asked you to make yesterday were delicious."

Shu here is the name for soybeans. Following the local customs, Yunmo also calls it Shu.

Grandma Tao: "It should be ready now." Grandma Tao: "I soaked it last night."

Grandma Tao: "I just changed the water this morning."

Yun Mo: "In that case, I will teach you a new dish."

Yun Mo got off the kang, put on his shoes and was about to go out. Grandma Tao quickly put the cloak that was placed beside the kang on Yun Mo.

Yun Mo cooperated and put it on without saying anything.

Tao Mei cared about his pain and kept an eye on him early in the morning. He must wear warm clothes when going out, otherwise she would chase him with clothes. Grandma Tao also paid special attention to Yun Mo's clothes.

Yun Mo knew that they all meant well, so he cooperated with them more often.

As he put on his cloak and went out, he was hit by a cool breeze. This body of his had only reached the second level of Qi training and was not yet able to withstand the severe cold or scorching heat. Yun Mo had to use his spiritual sense to block out the cold, otherwise his right shoulder would have been in unbearable pain.

I entered the kitchen and lifted the lid on the basin. The soybeans inside had been soaked to the right degree.

Yun Mo: "Brush the millstone and grind the beans"

Granny Tao: "Just grind it?"

Yun Mo: “Yeah”

At home, Yun Mo had pulled out a small stone mill from the space. One person could do it with one hand. After Grandma Tao had ground the soybeans, Yun Mo woke up the little guy and asked him to get out of bed to flush the water. The little guy held the blanket and didn't want to let go. Yun Mo coaxed him and gave him the blanket after flushing the water. The little guy happily got out of bed to flush the water.

At this time, Grandma Tao came over and said that the beans were ground.

Yun Mo went to the kitchen and directed Granny Tao to add water to the ground beans, filter and boil them, and then pour the cooked bean juice into a basin.

Yun Mo took out a piece of gypsum and asked Grandma Tao to grind it into powder. He then filled three bowls of soy milk himself, added the sugar he took out from the space, and gave half a bowl to the little guy.

Tao Qiyun: "Uncle", Tian Yunmo: "Drink slowly"

Tao Qiyun: “Hmm”

The little guy nodded randomly, holding the bowl with both hands and drinking in small sips. If it wasn't too hot, he would probably drink it without even raising his head.

Yun Mo's white hands held the spoon and drank the soy milk slowly. Ever since he took over this inferior body and lost the ability to fast, he had gotten used to filling his stomach with three meals a day. At this moment, drinking the fresh and sweet soy milk actually felt good.

As Grandma Tao was grinding the plaster, she watched her eldest grandson drinking soy milk with a smile on his face, and her heart softened. Her eldest grandson was three years old and still couldn't walk steadily. He was so thin that his head was big and his body was small, with no flesh on his bones. She had worried countless times that she would not be able to keep him. The grandson who she thought she would not be able to keep has now gained a lot of weight and walks steadily. Although his little hands are not fleshy, they are no longer the scary skin and bones they used to be.

Grandma Tao: "Dabao, is it delicious?"

Tao Qiyun: “It tastes good.” Tao Qiyun: “It’s sweet, even my grandma drinks it.”

Yun Mo finished drinking half a bowl of soy milk, and Grandma Tao had finished grinding the gypsum.

Yun Mo: "You go have a drink too, I'll take care of the rest"

Granny Tao: "That won't work, you tell me, I'll do it."

Yun Mo: “Alright”

Yun Mo instructed Grandma Tao to add water to the gypsum. After the gypsum water was prepared, she added the gypsum water to the soy milk, stirred it evenly and let it stand for half an hour.

After Granny Tao finished making the bean juice, she sat down and took a sip. When she took a sip of the bean juice, she was immediately surprised.

Grandma Tao: "I didn't expect beans to be so delicious"

Yunmo: “There is nothing that doesn’t taste good.”

Yun Mo: “It’s just that you haven’t found the right way to do it.”

Granny Tao: "We used to have a hard time getting two meals a day."

Granny Tao: "It's only since I met you that I've had a good life."

Grandma Tao: "Only then can I eat these delicious things"

Yun Mo lowered his eyes and said nothing. There were droughts for consecutive years. If he did not have such skills, he would probably have difficulty in getting two meals a day. So it is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish.

Yun Mo: "It should be almost done"

Yun Mo: "Where is the mold that the carpenter delivered yesterday?"

Granny Tao: "It's in the corner. I'll get it."

Yun Mo: “Wash it off.”

Grandma Tao: "Okay"

Grandma Tao carefully cleaned the two leaking frames. Yun Mo instructed her to spread a layer of clean linen on the mold and pour the soy milk that had been left for half an hour into the mold.

As soon as the soy milk was poured into the suspended mold at the bottom, water began to leak. Yun Mo took a look and saw that the soy milk with gypsum added was already in a flocculent and semi-solidified state. He closed the lid and pressed out the excess water, and the white and tender tofu was successfully made.

Author: "I haven't written this book for a long time. When I updated it, there were very few readers. I thought no one read it. But I found that it has become active again in the past two days. To be honest, I am very touched."

Author: "Thank you for your support. I will update two chapters today, each chapter is 2,000 words. I wish you all a happy mood and everything goes well."