The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

"Tofu is white?" Niu Dan also squatted down and picked up a bean to examine it carefully. "Beans are obviously yellow, so how can tofu be white?"

"Well..." Niu Dan was just a brat in Yi Chen's eyes. She didn't bother to argue with him and just brushed it off with one sentence: "Wait until my mom makes the tofu. Once you've tasted it, you'll know how good it is. It's not only filling but also nutritious."

Niu Dan was at an age when his mind was always searching for food. After hearing Sister Chenchen talk about the various benefits of tofu, he couldn't contain his craving for it. He eagerly asked Yichen, "Sister Chenchen, is tofu easy to make? How long will it take before we can eat Aunt Jiang's tofu?"

"Tofu is not easy to make, it is still a strenuous job. Also, making tofu requires a small stone mill, which I don't have at home." Yichen knew that making tofu requires an open path and the soy milk maker at home cannot be used, so she told her that a stone mill is needed to make tofu.

"I have a small stone mill at home. I'll go back now and ask my parents to bring it to Aunt Jiang." Niu Dan said and ran home.

Yichen was envious of Niu Dan who was running happily. This little kid was so energetic.

Guan was making breakfast. The couple had agreed that after breakfast they would cross the river to deliver farm tools to Jiang and her daughter.

Seeing Niu Dan coming back so fast, he was still wondering, "What happened today? He came back so quickly."

"Dad, Mom, please lend our small stone mill to Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang knows how to make tofu from beans."

"What is tofu?"

"It's a kind of food. Aunt Jiang can make it. Sister Chenchen said it's delicious. I want to eat it too."

After hearing what their youngest son said, the couple became quite curious. Guan's interest was particularly strong. "It's a lean season right now. If Sister Jiang could really make something edible out of beans, that would be a great thing."

"Well, let's eat first. After dinner, let's send the farm tools and millstone to Jiang's house. We can also take a look at how the food is made."

Zhang Xiaoqi was also very curious about the food called tofu. You know, the most scarce thing in this border town is food.

If Jiang could really make delicious food with the cheapest beans, it would be a blessing for the people of Border Town. He would definitely report it to the Captain personally and go with him to the Thousand Households Office to commend Jiang for his achievements.

Guan saw the look in her husband's eyes and guessed what he was thinking. Naturally, she was concerned about her husband's concerns, so she called out to her three sons, "Let's eat quickly so we can send something to your Aunt Jiang after dinner."

"Eh."

The three eggs agreed readily. They all had a common desire: to see what tofu tasted like. They also wanted to try it and see if it was as delicious as Chenchen's sister had said. They were eager to try it.

Jiang Yan and her daughter didn't know yet that Yi Chen's words had whetted the appetite of the five members of the Zhang family, and they couldn't lower it.

So, the family finished breakfast at the fastest speed in history, and rushed to deliver farm tools and a small stone mill to Jiang Yan and her daughter.

Looking at the heavy shovel and pickaxe, Jiang Yan secretly thanked her lucky stars that she had become stronger after traveling through time, otherwise she might not be able to lift the pickaxe.

Zhang Xiaoqi held a small stone mill under one arm and deliberately asked, "Jiang, where should we put this small stone mill?"

"Ah. I'll put it on the tree stump in front of the shack first. Thank you, Mr. Flag."

When Zhang Xiaoqi heard Jiang's thanks, he wanted to say, "No need to thank me. I came here to see you making tofu." But as a grown man, he couldn't speak out loud, so he had to look at his wife for help.

Jiang Yan watched the couple exchange glances, wanting to speak but not quite, so she curled her lips secretly. She kept muttering to herself, "Everyone knows you two have a great relationship, but there's no need to constantly feed us with dog food. Don't forget, there are four children here and she's a widow. She seriously suspects these two have left their consciences at home and are just trying to cause trouble for others."

Guan didn't know Jiang Yan was secretly complaining, and asked her carelessly, "Jiang sister, when can you make that tofu?"

"I need to soak the beans first. I'll start cooking before dawn tomorrow morning. I'll let Sister Guan eat tofu for breakfast tomorrow."

After saying this, Jiang Yan felt a little awkward, but she didn't think too much about what exactly was awkward.

"I can't eat today?" Niu Dan was a little disappointed. What should he do if he wants to eat now?

Yichen couldn't bear to see Niu Dan's frustrated expression, so she explained to him in a baby voice, "Brother Niu Dan, soaking beans takes time, and grinding them takes both time and effort."

Goudan was twelve years old after all. When he heard Sister Chenchen say that she still needed to grind beans, he immediately volunteered: "When is Aunt Jiang going to grind the beans? I'll help you."

"I can help too." Donkey Egg was ten years old and felt that he could also do the job of grinding beans.

The eight-year-old Niu Dan was not to be outdone, "I can push the millstone too." To show off his ability, Niu Dan stretched out his little arms, which he thought were strong, to show everyone.

Zhang Xiaoqi agreed with his three sons' actions. They were military households, and even the young ones should be able to protect themselves. Otherwise, if the northern barbarians came to kill them, they would only be able to give their heads and help the northern barbarians.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, all three of you should get up early and come help your Aunt Jiang grind the beans."

"Yes."

Seeing that his three sons agreed, Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to go back. It would be awkward for him, a grown man, to stand next to Jiang all the time.

Guan understood what he meant and wanted to go with him. With three young boys at home, there was no shortage of sewing and mending work, so she had to go home and do it quickly.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Jiang Yan took out the big bowl of dumplings from last night and asked Guan to take it back.

She had to take the earthenware jar back to the Yu family herself.

That night, the sky was gloomy, as if a happy rain was brewing.

Jiang Yan sat at the door, looking at the weather outside with some worry. "It better not rain in the next two days, otherwise our shack will be built in vain."

Yichen heard her mother mumbling to herself and started to worry.

"Oh, forget it. Spring rain is as precious as oil. I wonder how many farmers are looking forward to this rain."

"But our shack?"

"If all else fails, let's just use the plastic sheet at home."

"Mom, you're pretty brave, aren't you afraid those people will see you?"

"On such a dark night, and with it raining, one must have a twisted mind to be out there wandering around."

"Too."

The mother and daughter were chatting about family matters, unaware that someone was secretly drawing a circle somewhere they couldn't see.

Back home, Jiang Yan set the alarm and hummed, "Spring rain is as precious as oil, it flows all over the streets..."

She couldn't remember the following words and paused.