Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

After the family finished drinking the sweet soy milk, Yun Zhenzhen looked at the half remaining in the pot and put the rest into a ceramic jar.

"Awen, take the rest to your grandpa and grandma, and come back quickly."

Awen obediently ran towards the old house.

“Grandma!!”

Qin Wen ran into the courtyard of the old house and said, "This is the soy milk my mother just made. She asked me to bring it to you."

"Oh, my dear grandson, come in and sit down. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold." When Old Mrs. Qin heard the sound outside, she quickly put down the needle and thread in her hand and ran out without even having time to put on her clothes.

After taking a clay pot of soy milk, he poured a bowl for everyone in the room.

Awen ran fast on the road, and when he poured out the soy milk, it was still steaming and just drinkable.

Old Man Qin took a big sip and said, "There must be a lot of sugar in this soy milk. It tastes really sweet. A bowl of hot soy milk in this cold winter warms me up."

Home.

There was still a lot of soy milk left in the pot and it continued to cook. Yun Zhenzhen took out the gypsum water and set it aside.

Yun Zhenzhen held a bowl of soy milk and squatted by the fire, warming herself by the fire while drinking the soy milk.

After a while, he took out a large basin and sprinkled some gypsum water into it, then scooped out all the boiled soy milk, mixed the two together, and finally covered it with a winnowing basket and let it sit for a while. During this period, he had to check from time to time to see if there was any tofu curd.

Qin Li stood there without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the pot, even his breathing became lighter.

Seeing that the tofu pudding had been cooked, Yun Zhenzhen took a chopstick and stuck it in the middle. The chopstick did not stand upright and fell to the side the next second. She quickly covered it with a dustpan.

"How is it, Mom?" Qin Li asked in a low voice, afraid of disturbing her.

"It's okay, the time hasn't come yet. It should be almost there after a while."

A quarter of an hour later, Yun Zhenzhen took the chopsticks and stuck them in again. This time, it stood up completely. She scooped out the tofu pudding, covered it with gauze, slowly squeezed out the water inside, and finally covered it with a square stone.

After finishing a pot, wash the pot first, and then pour the filtered soy milk into it.

Only after the soy milk was put into the pot did she have time to season the tofu pudding. Thinking that there were many people at home, she scooped a few more bowls and would send them to the old house at the last minute.

"Xiao Nan, ask your brothers and sisters if they prefer sweet or salty tofu pudding?"

"okay."

After a while, Xiao Nan came running in with her legs hopping: "Brother Zhao, they said they all like sweet food. They haven't tried other flavors before, so they prefer sweet food."

"Okay." Yun Zhenzhen added sugar to each bowl. As for the salty ones, she only added one bowl, thinking that she would let everyone try the taste first. If they liked it, she would add two more bowls.

Eat something salty first, and after they have adapted to it, they will quickly get used to the taste.

As she spoke, she brought a bowl of salty tofu pudding over to the boss. Qin Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "In just a short while, you've been drinking soy milk and eating tofu pudding. I'm afraid you won't have an appetite for dinner later."

Although he said this, his actions were extremely quick. He took the tofu pudding and took a big sip impatiently.

As the gurgling sound began, Qin Li couldn't help but sigh, "Ah... This stuff is really delicious, it melts in your mouth, and it doesn't taste like gypsum. I remember eating this when I was a kid when my dad was still alive. Back then, we couldn't even get enough to eat, but we were still happy to eat this tender and smooth tofu pudding. But the gypsum I ate back then tasted very strong, and it wasn't as good as this."

"It's okay. Life is better now. I can cook it anytime you want to eat it in the future." Yun Zhenzhen looked at him comfortingly.

Qin Li scratched his head embarrassedly and chuckled: "It's okay, now that mom makes delicious food every day, I don't crave tofu pudding anymore. As long as it's made by mom, we all love it."

He finished the tofu pudding in his mouth in a few bites and continued to help light the fire.

Yun Zhenzhen took the bowl and the bucket of ground soy milk and continued to filter it and prepare some tofu.

She thought that with so much tofu, she could make some blood sausage and some hairy tofu first, and if there was any leftover tofu, she could save it for home to eat.

During the process of making tofu, he carefully adds gypsum water. If too much is added, the tofu will be tough, and if not enough, it will not be able to be made, so the amount is controlled very carefully.

In her previous life, every year when the family slaughtered the New Year pig, she would order tofu with her grandfather, and they became very proficient at it.

When she first started making the first pot, she was a little nervous, but fortunately it was successful on the first try, which gave her peace of mind.

However, you can't get too carried away. You still have to be careful, otherwise if you fail, you will waste a pot of tofu.

"It's just right. We can use the two times we made it to make Mao Tofu first. This thing can be kept for a long time, maybe a year."

The tofu used to make blood sausage does not need to be shaped very well. Just squeeze out the moisture. When you make the sausage, you can crush it with your hands, so the shape does not matter.

When the second pot was ready, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued to clean the pot, preparing for the next time...

For lunch, Yun Zhenzhen placed a small pot directly on the fire pit and fried egg fried rice for everyone. When serving, she sprinkled some chopped wild garlic picked yesterday on it. The aroma alone was so delicious that it made people dizzy.

Each person had a bowl of tofu pudding, a bowl of soy milk, and a plate of fried rice, and they were so full that they burped.

The weather outside is cold now, with short daylight hours during the day. The cold wind makes people shiver. A bowl of fragrant and sweet soy milk can warm you up.

After dinner, we prepared to make tofu together. The tofu made in the morning was just right for use. After weighing it, we took out the tofu for making blood sausage.

Thinking about stuffing sausages soon, Yun Zhenzhen paused while kneading tofu: "Oh, I was just thinking about stuffing sausages, and suddenly I remembered that we don't have a sausage stuffer at home. Boss, do you know where we have one? Let's borrow one."

"Mom, when you were still making soy milk, I went to borrow it from Aunt Zhao. When she heard that you were going to make sausages, she knew that you must not have prepared this, so she hurriedly sent it to us." Qin Li replied with a smile, and pointed to the enema placed in the corner.

It is called an enema, which is just a simple tool made of a bamboo tube. It is just a nice name.

The modern ones have a tripod, can be retracted and extended freely, and can be squeezed directly. They are very convenient, but they are not easy to clean.

But don’t be too picky about the current conditions, as long as it can be used.

After making the tofu, several children in the family joined in the project of kneading the tofu. The tofu was soft when crushed, and the children had a lot of fun playing with it.