A family with three widows, after severing ties with relatives, she became wealthy and married into

As soon as she got home, Daya ignored Liu Sanniang and ran over to take off the oil-paper.

Liu San Niang came back once and didn't notice this.

"What is this?" she asked.

Daya said, "Sister Tian got this from the soy milk. She said, 'Mom, put it in the soup when you make it...'"

Liu San Niang took it with suspicion.

The oily skin had been drying for half a day and was already half-dry. It was a bright yellow color, crystal clear and shiny with an oily sheen.

"Put it directly into the soup?"

Da Ya nodded, not entirely certain.

"I found two eggs today, Mom will make you egg drop soup."

Liu San Niang had a patch of green vegetables in her garden. She picked a few and put them into the porridge, along with two eggs.

Finally, the piece of oily skin was added in.

A piece of oily skin that had already set softened immediately upon contact with congee.

Liu San Niang served Daya a bowl of porridge and scooped out the fried dough for her.

Daya picked up half of the plate and gave it to Liu Sanniang, saying, "Mother, you should try some too."

Liu San Niang ruffled her hair, "Good girl, Da Ya."

I casually picked up a piece of fried dough and put it in my mouth.

The moment Liu San Niang tasted the fried dough, she was stunned.

How to describe it?

This thing is very soft, smooth, and coated with broth.

good to eat!

"Mom, this is delicious." Daya also thought it was delicious.

Unfortunately, there was only one small sheet of dough, and the mother and daughter could only share it for one bite.

There's no more chance to try it again; all I can do is reminisce.

It really is... unforgettable!

"Da Ya, how did Sister Tian make this?"

“Sister Tian, ​​she…” Daya gestured wildly, vividly describing the scene to Liu San Niang.

Liu San Niang looked at Daya, lost in thought...

After Daya finished eating, Liu Sanniang didn't even bother to wash the bowl. "Daya, I'm going to Sister Tian's house. Do you want to come with me?"

"Together, together."

*

Tian Tian wasn't surprised to see Liu San Niang coming over.

"Sister-in-law, I've come to see Tian Tian."

"Auntie."

Liu San Niang grabbed Tian Tian's hand. "Tian Tian, ​​I wanted to ask you about that...that thing you asked me to put in the soup..."

"How did you find out?"

Tian Tian didn't answer, but asked instead, "Auntie, is it delicious?"

She really likes to eat this kind of oily skin, especially when it's in hot pot.

Of course, there are many other ways to eat it.

"Delicious." Liu San Niang nodded affirmatively.

Lu Tao brought over two small mats woven from reeds. Since there were no chairs or stools in the house, they could only sit under the eaves on the small mats.

What's delicious?

"It was Tian Tian who discovered it; she scooped it out of the soy milk, and it was delicious."

Liu San Niang pulled Lu Tao to sit down, "Sister-in-law, as you know, making tofu is not a rare skill."

“Selling tofu is hard work. There are several tofu shops in the county. I get up so early every day, but I don’t earn much money.”

"I just ate what Sweetie scooped up, and then I was thinking..."

"If tofu doesn't sell well, we'll sell something else."

Lu Tao understood. "You want to sell that thing Tian Tian fished out?"

What on earth is this?

Liu San Niang hummed in agreement, staring at Tian Tian, ​​"Tian Tian, ​​you're the one who caused this, so your aunt needs to ask you what you think."

“Why do you need to ask her that…” Lu Tao said, “If you want to sell, then go sell.”

Their family doesn't run a tofu business, so they don't interfere with each other.

“Sister-in-law,” Liu San Niang disagreed, “after all, it was Tian Tian who made it.”

“I was thinking, if it sells well, our two companies can do it together.”

"How could I possibly accept this?" Lu Tao hesitated.

Liu San Niang: "What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Sweetie, what do you think?"

Tian Tian readily agreed, "I think it's a good idea."

She did the math for Lu Tao and Liu San Niang, "Auntie, you can usually make about three pounds of tofu from one pound of beans, right?"

Liu San Niang nodded.

"How many copper coins can a pound of tofu sell for?" Tian Tian asked again.

Liu San Niang replied, "A pound of beans costs two coins, and a pound of tofu also costs two coins."

“That means you earn four coins for every pound of beans you make,” Tian Tian said, holding up four fingers.

Liu San Niang nodded, which is why she said that selling tofu is hard work.

Tian Xiang was drying dandelions when she heard them talking so excitedly, so she joined in.

Tian Tian continued, "The thing I fished out can be called bean curd skin. About five ounces can be made from one pound of beans."

"This stuff is rare and delicious, and a pound is quite a lot. It can sell for fifty coins."

"This way, you can earn... twenty-three coins per pound of beans."

Lu Tao wondered, "Fifty coins a pound...would anyone buy that?"

Liu San Niang voiced her thoughts, "I think someone will buy it..."

“Sister-in-law, let’s talk about tofu. My family eats it every day, but Da Ya frowns whenever she sees it.”

"But in other people's homes, tofu is a rare delicacy."

"We cook wild vegetables with tofu, but even if the tofu is delicious, it's still just so-so."

"But the people in the county buy tofu and stew it with fish, and the tofu tastes like fish, it's very fresh."

"These tofu skins taste so good in vegetable soup, imagine how delicious they would be in meat broth..."

She patted her chest gently, "Sister-in-law, you can trust me."

"At that time, I will cook a pot of meat soup and put this bean curd skin into small pieces."

"If someone asks, I'll give them a piece to try."

Liu San Niang gritted her teeth secretly, "I don't believe that no one will buy it after tasting it."

Lu Tao looked at Tian Xiang...

Tian Xiang's previous husband's family owned a restaurant, and she lived in the county for three years.

“Mother, I think we can give it a try.” Tian Xiang agreed with Liu San Niang’s idea.

When she worked at Chuxing Restaurant before, she often heard customers say that the restaurant's food was unoriginal, with only a few dishes served over and over again, and they were already tired of eating it.

Moreover, anything new or unusual in the county tends to flourish for a period of time.

Whether it's food, clothing, or daily necessities, even a small silk flower worn by a woman, anything with a novel design will be highly sought after.

Food is no exception.

Cheap food will sell, and expensive food will also sell; as long as it tastes good, there's no need to worry about it not selling.

Besides, unsold food, clothing, and other necessities will just pile up, but food...

"If we can't sell them, we'll just eat them ourselves."

Tian Xiang's words struck a chord with Liu San Niang.

“That’s what I meant too.” Liu San Niang nodded repeatedly. “I won’t go to sell tofu tomorrow; I’ll stay home and make bean curd sheets.”

"The day after tomorrow, Tian Tian and Jing He will go to the county together."

“I sell bean curd sheets, you sell wild vegetables and flowers.”

After everyone happily made the decision...

Liu San Niang carefully asked Tian Tian how to make bean curd skin.

"Auntie, when you make tofu, don't you usually grind soybeans, boil them, and then add some brine?"

Liu San Niang listened attentively; that was indeed the procedure.

"If you're making bean curd sheets, don't add the broth. After boiling, skim off the foam, add some salt, and then just wait..."

"Once the soy milk cools down, it will solidify on the surface..."