"Eat it hot."

"Hmm." Zhuang Qingsui took it, took a piece and handed it to Zhuang Qingning: "Sister eat first." ”

Zhuang Qingning smiled, took it, and swallowed it in his mouth.

The bean aroma is full, the taste is soft, and there is no lack of toughness, and the taste is mellow and long.

Overall, it's delicious.

"It's okay, I can eat it." Zhuang Qingning smacked his lips: "Eat it quickly, and try the tofu we made." ”

"Hmm!" Zhuang Qingsui nodded heavily and took the tofu to eat.

"Delicious!"

Zhuang Qingsui let out a burst of exclamation, and then devoured two pieces, and then chewed slowly: "It's so delicious, this should be the best tofu I've ever tasted." ”

It's better than the sour tofu made by Uncle Wen.

"If this tofu is taken out and sold, it will definitely sell very well." The tip of Zhuang Qingsui's excited nose was a little red.

The tofu is easy to sell, and they will not have to worry about their livelihood in the future, and they will be able to live a good life!

"You two girls, what are you talking about selling good things?"

Wen, who was holding an oil lamp, entered the stove room.

"Uncle Wen, you got up early." Zhuang Qingning smiled: "We just made tofu, and we were thinking about tasting it when you woke up." ”

"Can you sleep all night here?"

Wen snorted coldly, raised his eyes to look at the neatly arranged tofu next to Zhuang Qingning, and sniffed it.

After looking at it for a long time, he twisted his eyebrows and straightened his waist: "It's not stupid to know that you use rice vinegar to order tofu flowers." ”

Zhuang Qingning quickly cut a piece of tofu, cut it into small pieces and put it on the plate, and handed it to Wen's side: "Uncle Wen, try it." ”

Wen's brows were not loose, and he took a piece from the tofu bowl to eat.

The more you chew, the more your brow wrinkles.

And the tofu in this mouth has not been swallowed for a long time.

"Uncle Wen, how does it taste?"

Zhuang Qingning's whispered words interrupted Zhuang Qingsui's thoughts, and also startled the Wen family who was thinking.

Wen seemed to come back to his senses, swallowed the tofu in his mouth, and asked, "When you ordered tofu, what else did you put in addition to rice vinegar?" ”

Sure enough, Wen still tasted the deliciousness of this tofu.

Zhuang Qingning smiled and replied: "This is the capital for our two sisters to live in the future, it is absolutely impossible to say, Uncle Wen also opened a tofu workshop in the past, and she has never passed on this sour pulp to others." ”

"Then you're not afraid that if you don't say it, I won't rent this tofu shop to you?" Wen's eyes were slightly raised, and there was a chill in his eyes.

"If Uncle Wen doesn't rent it to me, you will never know what is put here, and it may be difficult to eat it in the future." Zhuang Qingning smiled slightly and looked up at Wen.

The four eyes are facing each other, but there is a sense of tension.

And neither side seems to have any intention of retreating.

The tense atmosphere lasted for a long time, and Wen suddenly let out a long sigh and put his hands behind his back.

"You have to rent this tofu shop, what do my wife dare to say?"

"This person is old, but he only has the share of being bullied, and he doesn't even have room to speak, and he has to find Li Zheng to say anything in the future, and see what is going on with these people in our village, and whether there are any half-point rules......"

Wen snorted coldly, his face gloomy, and he walked out with his back hand.

Regardless of the attitude, I didn't say no rent anyway.

Since it is not said that it will not be rented, it is regarded as a default.

Zhuang Qingning let go of the clenched fist in his sleeve, and walked a few steps quickly to catch up with the Wen family: "Then what do you think of this rent?" ”

"Rent?" Wen stopped and glanced at Zhuang Qingning with slanted eyes: "I see that he is a person who is short of money?"

The Wen family is indeed not short of money, at least not for the rent of this tofu factory.

Although Wen's children do not live with her, but the filial piety is not missing, every New Year's festival silver money, clothes and food, a lot, Wen lives alone, naturally does not spend much, people in the village say that this Uncle Wen's family looks poor, but in fact it is very rich.

"A bowl of salty tofu brain every morning, a plate of home-cooked tofu in the evening, fried tofu cubes on the fifteenth day of the new year, and make tofu balls, this thing can be done, this tofu workshop can be rented, if you can't make it......"

"I can do it."

Without waiting for Wen to finish speaking, Zhuang Qingning agreed: "Uncle Wen, don't worry, we can do it." ”

As long as you can rent this tofu shop, these are not a problem.

"If you can do it, do it."

"In the future, this tofu workshop will be used by you, don't be impressed by the things outside, the things that should be added should be done by yourself, the bad things should be repaired by yourself, what you want to use yourself, and the remaining beans in the tofu workshop, if you put it aside, it will be bad, you can use it for the time being, and then fold it into tofu and give it to me."

"There is only one ......"

Wen still glanced at Zhuang Qingning with slanted eyes: "In the future, you will be outside, but don't say that I taught you the skill of making tofu." ”

"I really can't make such unedible tofu, and I don't have to ruin the reputation of my tofu shop."

"Uncle Wen, don't worry, I remember this matter, you can rest assured." Zhuang Qingning agreed with a smile, picked up the tofu bowl that Wen had only picked up just now and handed it over: "I don't know your preferences today, I didn't prepare tofu flowers in the morning, this hot tofu is considered to be today's portion for the time being, mix a green onion and eat it as a meal, it's also good." ”

"The tofu that I don't like to eat is trying to send me away."

Wen's expression did not soften, but he also reached out and took it: "I just don't have tofu brains to eat today, and this is barely enough to eat two bites." ”

With that, he took the bowl and the oil lamp, and walked out of the tofu workshop with his feet.

Seeing Wen go out, Zhuang Qingsui took a long breath that he had been carrying, and then gasped heavily, and reached out to wipe a layer of sweat on his forehead because of nervousness.

"I thought Uncle Wen wasn't going to rent it to us."

"How?" Zhuang Qingning laughed: "When it's dawn, let's carry the tofu to the town to sell tofu, while the sky is not yet dawn at this time, you quickly eat the tofu to pad your stomach, and then lean here for a while, and I will call you when the time comes." ”

"Okay."

Zhuang Qingsui yawned loudly and rubbed his sour eyes.

I was tired all night last night, even if I slept well all afternoon last afternoon, I felt very tired at this time, and I sat on the small pestle and leaned on the big pillar next to me, Zhuang Qingsui fell asleep.

The fire in the big stove has not been completely extinguished, and the hot tofu in the room, as well as the hot slurry water waiting to ferment in the water tank, the whole tofu workshop is hot, and I don't feel cold when I sleep like that.

Zhuang Qingning poured out the soybeans in the sack next to him and carefully picked out the inferior beans.

As soon as the tofu pot is opened, it can't be stopped.