The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

"Auntie, auntie, let's go home first, come and sit at our house when you have time."

After the soy milk is ground, it has to be taken home for processing. Making tofu is not so simple.Qiao Minglang greeted the surrounding aunts and aunts, and prepared to take his younger brothers and sisters home.

"Brother, let me get it for you."

"Brother, I will help too."

"Okay, you take the empty buckets and spoons."

Qiao Xiaohui and Qiao Xiaofen brought twins, and Qiao Mingcheng helped his brother carry things.

Some spectators in the village were ashamed to follow others to their homes. No matter how thick-skinned they were, they were embarrassed to follow others to their homes. No matter how thick-skinned they were, they said, "Mingming If your tofu is ready for sale, let’s buy a piece from you and try it.”

"Okay, ma'am, if you want to eat, when the tofu is ready, we'll take it to the big tree over here and set up a stall, but the tofu may not come out until noon." Since someone wants to buy it, Qiao Minglang will naturally sell it .

Originally, he made tofu to sell, and if someone wanted to buy it, that would be even better.

"We made tofu for the first time and didn't know how it would be. In this way, if you want to eat it, you can exchange it with us for the soybeans at home. Half a catty of beans can be exchanged for a piece of tofu. Everyone eats delicious, and come back with us later. Buy." Qiao Minglang thought that if they sold the tofu for the first time, it would be better for everyone to exchange beans for tofu. Most people in the village would have soybeans at home, and everyone would be willing to trade them for beans.If you don't have soybeans, you are willing to spend money to buy them, of course it is also possible.

There are not many soybeans in their house, so the returned beans can continue to make tofu tomorrow.

"Okay, noon is noon, let's come and have a look." Everyone was curious whether Qiao Minglang could make tofu.

There is also a small vegetable market in their village, where vegetables are sold every morning, such as fruits, vegetables, fish, soy sauce, salt and vinegar.Most people in the village grow their own vegetables, and not many people go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, but they often buy soy sauce, salt and vinegar.

But no one in their village knows how to make tofu, and no one sells tofu in the village. If they want to eat tofu, they have to go to the town to buy it. It takes more than ten kilometers to go back and forth, and it takes half a day.They usually go to the town when they have something to do, and they happen to buy a piece of tofu and try it, but they don't go to town just to eat a piece of tofu.

If someone in the village knows how to make tofu, they can buy a piece from time to time and try it.Tofu is not too expensive. It is delicious in soup and stir-fry. It has been a long time since I haven't eaten it, and it makes people want to eat it.

As soon as they heard that soybeans could be returned, everyone was more than happy.

"Goodbye, uncles and aunts."

"well."

After greeting everyone, Qiao Minglang led a group of younger brothers and sisters back home.

"This child has grown up."

"No."

Anyone who has such a thing happened must learn to grow up, otherwise the group of younger brothers and sisters are still so young, how will they live in the future.Others can help you for a day, but they can't help you for a lifetime. You still have to find a way to live your life.

Everyone saw Qiao Minglang, a half-grown boy, walking home with a group of younger brothers and sisters, talking and laughing, and knew that this child had grown up, able to support a family, and lead a group of younger brothers and sisters to live.This child must know how to make tofu, and sell some tofu in the future. No matter how difficult life is, it is always a way out.

"Brother, we're home."

"Brother, what should we do with this tofu?"

When they returned home from the grain farm, Qiao Minglang put the wooden barrel in the yard, and he was tired after carrying it all the way back. He put down the wooden barrel and took a breath before saying: "You see, you forgot again, I am not with you As I said, we need to filter out this soy milk to make tofu."

"Oh, yes, brother, you said it."

"Xiao Cheng, go and get that wooden bucket."

When they went out in the morning, they cleaned the wooden bucket. Qiao Minglang asked his younger brother to fetch the wooden bucket, spread a layer of filter cloth on it, scooped soybean milk into it, and talked to the little guys beside him. They said: "What we are doing now is to filter out the bean dregs, and only need the filtered soy milk."

It is better to teach them to fish than to teach them to fish. These brothers and sisters can learn the skills of making tofu, which will be a capital for their livelihood in the future.

Just like himself, what he learned when he was young has become his job in the future.Qiao Minglang didn't expect that after his death, he would be able to come back to life in the body of a teenage boy, with a group of brothers and sisters under him, and he had to find a way to make these brothers and sisters have a good meal.

The soy milk was filtered, and all the bean dregs came out of the net. Qiao Minglang pinched the opening of the net with his hand, and squeezed it hard twice to squeeze out all the soy milk inside. What fell into the net was completely bean dregs.

"Let's keep these bean dregs and feed them to the chickens. In the future, if we make more tofu and have more bean dregs every day, we can raise a few more chickens."

"Okay, okay, let's raise a few more hens so that we can lay a lot of eggs every day." Qiao Xiaofen's biggest hobby every day is to go to the hen coop to collect eggs. If they can get two eggs a day, they will have a good day.

If this can raise ten chickens, will there be ten eggs every day?The thought of getting ten eggs a day would wake her up with a smile from her dreams.

"Yes, if you raise a few more hens, you will be able to lay more eggs." Qiao Minglang kept moving his hands, filtering out all the bean dregs, and the filtered soy milk is in the wooden barrel. They only need this part of the soy milk to make tofu , Okara is not necessary.

If there are more tofu to be made in the future, it would be a pity to throw away the bean dregs. The best thing is to raise more livestock, so as not to waste them.

"Brother, the soy milk has been filtered, what shall we do next?" Qiao Mingcheng helped out with errands and fetched things, and he never stopped for a moment in his joy.

Qiao Minglang watched a few children help out after running, even the two little ones wanted to help with work, a smile appeared on his face, and even his eyes were stained with a smile, "Let's take the filtered The soy milk is carried into the kitchen, where it is cooked, and then the tofu can be made.”

"Oh, so it turns out that it's not difficult to make tofu." Qiao Mingcheng said to his brother, "Brother, we will sell tofu in the future."

"Do you want to be a tofu man in the future?" Qiao Minglang asked with a smile.

"Yeah, let's sell tofu in the future, and we can sell it for money." Qiao Mingcheng thinks it's okay to be a tofu man, as long as he can make money.

The fire on the stove had already been lit. They carried the soy milk inside and poured it into a large pot to cook. The raw soy milk had to be cooked thoroughly to remove the poison in it before making tofu.Qiao Minglang asked with a smile, "Then tell me, let's sell tofu, who will do the work of grinding beans?"

Qiao Mingcheng frowned, obviously remembering that they couldn't push the stone mill just now, and it was the beans that were ground out with the help of others.If they make tofu for sale in the future, what will happen to the work of grinding beans?

"Yes, think about it carefully." Seeing the distressed look on the little guy's face, Qiao Minglang didn't give him an answer.

"Stupid you, we have no strength, of course we need a strong adult to help." Qiao Xiaofen's mind was spinning fast, they couldn't push the stone mill, so isn't there someone who can push the stone mill?

"It's okay to ask someone to help you, but if you ask someone to help you, you have to pay for it. We earn a little money from making tofu. How can we have the money to hire someone to grind the beans?" Among his brothers and sisters, Qiao Minglang looked This third sister's other brains are more flexible than the other two.But children are children, and the problems that can be thought of are relatively superficial and obvious.

But when he asked this question, the little girl also looked distressed and couldn't answer.

"Second sister, what do you think we should do?" Third sister Qiao asked her second sister.

Second Sister Qiao shook her head, with a face that I didn't know what to do. She saw her eldest brother smiling, and she knew that he must have a way.Qiao Minglang smiled and turned his head to meet the last three pairs of eyes looking at him, and said, "Think about it yourself, if you think of a way, tell me."

"..." Third Sister Qiao.

"..." Brother Joe.

The soy milk in the pot was bubbling and bubbling, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of soy milk.Seeing that it was almost done, Qiao Minglang yelled, "It's alright, there's no need to put more firewood in the stove." He brought a clean large pot over, and scooped the boiled soybean milk into it.

"Well, brother, this soy milk is delicious, is this tofu?"

The third sister Qiao and the fourth younger brother Qiao were quickly attracted by the smell of cooked soybean milk. They looked at the soybean milk in the pot and asked.

"It's not ready yet. Let it cool down. It can be done after it has been lighted with brine." It was too hot in the kitchen, and they were all sweating from the heat. Qiao Minglang asked the younger ones to go outside to cool off. "The soy milk is here. Let's go outside to wipe off our sweat and take a rest."

"Oh." The younger ones didn't really want to leave, they still wanted to see how the tofu was made.

Seeing that the younger ones refused to leave, Qiao Minglang had no choice but to go outside first, pulling up his clothes to wipe the sweat from his forehead.The two little guys playing in the yard ran towards him as soon as they saw him come out.

"Brother, brother..."

"Ah."

Qiao Minglang squatted down, wiped the little guys' dirty faces with his hands, and asked the two little guys what they were doing outside.Qiao Xiaobao and Qiao Xiaomei leaned on their brother's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, talking to him, "@#*^..."

The two were still vying to speak in front of their elder brother, and their articulation was slurred.

Anyway, Qiao Minglang didn't understand what the two little guys were saying, so he kept smiling and nodding his head to show that he was listening.

After a while, Qiao Minglang went into the kitchen and saw several younger brothers and sisters watching the pot, "Let me see how it is."

"Brother, you're here, come and see our tofu, okay?"

"All right, let me take a look." Qiao Minglang walked over and saw that there was a layer of bean skin on the top of the soy milk. He picked the bean skin off with chopsticks, and the little guys beside him all stared wide-eyed. Looking at it, he couldn't help laughing.