"Thank you, sir." Lin Qianxun happily took the lantern, and then held it up in front of Leng Chopfeng, the candle light in the lamp was projected on the lamp wall, reflecting Lin Qianxun's smiling angular side face, with soft lines, especially the smiling eyes, as if living in the entire starry sky, so bright that his heart was hot, Leng Chopfeng took out twenty texts, handed them to the old man, and then took her hand.

"Look at the beauties under the lamp, sure enough, the country is beautiful and fragrant, and the city and the country are captivated." His scorching breath sprayed on the side of his ear, Lin Qianxun couldn't hold back her body trembling, the lamp in her hand almost slipped down, she turned her head and said in disgust.

"Talk, talk, what to do so close, look at my lantern almost dropped." Lin Qianxun rolled his eyes fiercely and said.

"It's rare to be shy to find a child." Leng Chofeng saw that her cheeks were flushed, as if the two were intimate, her blurred eyes and ruddy face made his heart itch, and his brain unconsciously thought of these inappropriate pictures for children, he felt an inexplicable heat in his body, and then turned his head to look at other light stalls.

"Let's go for a walk, I don't know if there is a place to put lanterns at night." Lin Qianxun didn't feel the stiffness of the cold chopping wind, but after glancing at it, he walked forward with the lantern.

As soon as Fu Changqing went out, he pulled Mo Wuru and the two of them into the crowd early and disappeared, and now they were accompanied by Lin Qianxun and Leng Shufeng who were secretly guards not far away, they disguised themselves as ordinary people, and they had to follow not far away, just in case someone came to make trouble when it was so lively.

"You have to go to the stream to put the lanterns, but the lanterns in Guanshan have two days at night, you have to put the lanterns, I will accompany you tomorrow night, just go shopping tonight." After the irritation on Leng Chofeng's body dissipated, he led Lin Qianxun through the crowd, blocking those who approached without a trace of the wind, in case they touched her stomach.

Lin Qianxun's stomach is the same every day, and now it looks like it is about to give birth, so scared that Leng Chofeng doesn't dare to leave every moment, fortunately he has to rest until the twenty-third day of the lunar month, otherwise, he is estimated to be sad to death.

"It's okay, I'll go shopping today, the children have to be taken care of, for fear that there will be flowers in the city and they will be taken away." Lin Qianxun is also worried about those children who travel, they have been raised at home for half a year, and they usually don't go out at ordinary times Today is the Lantern Festival, and she is not easy to detain them, but there are too many children, three maids, three male servants, and Xiaoqian, follow them closely.

"Don't be afraid, there are also soldiers who patrol." Leng Qifeng raised his eyes and looked at the street, from time to time there were patrols with swords, shuttling through the crowd, and the children had grown up, when he used to mix here, Lin Qianxun didn't know where it was.

"That's good, apart from the lanterns, is there anything to eat?" Lin Qianxun's eyes searched around, as if there was very little food to buy, besides, the play had to be accompanied by food to be called fun.

The stalls at night, crowded with people, there are wisps of green smoke rising in the air, and disappearing with the wind, the air is filled with all kinds of smells, there are the fragrance of flowers on the woman's body, there are also stinky tofu on the stalls, and there is a cold earthy smell, which is simply a vivid night market scene.

"Yes, there is a good wonton in front, do you want to eat it?" Leng Qifeng knew that Lin Qianxun was hungry, besides, he was never a hypocritical person, he had eaten tree roots and grass roots when he marched and fought, not to mention the food made by the people, and Lin Qianxun did not reject these, so he was even more accustomed to her.

"I don't want to eat wontons, I want to eat stinky tofu, I also saw bean curd, go eat some." Lin Qianxun shook his head, when she went to the night market at night, she naturally didn't have it at home, she couldn't make stinky tofu, and she didn't have time to do it, besides, this kind of process is not complicated, but it should be a difficult enough snack to test the level of the maker.

"Aren't you afraid of smoking?" Leng Chofeng's tongue touched the roots, he felt a little sour, this stinky tofu looked bad, and some people even took it out to sell, I really don't know what they think.

"Stinky tofu has a very good history in my hometown, and there are considerable differences in the way it is made and eaten in various places, there are different types of stinky tofu in the north and south, and stinky tofu is also known as stinky dried seeds in the south. Although its name is cheesy, it is ugly and beautiful on the outside, strange in the peace, and has a long history, it is a very distinctive traditional Chinese snack, ancient and traditional, which makes people want to stop. The production materials are soybeans, tempeh, soda ash, etc

I live in the north, and the stinky tofu I eat is usually from the south, and the stinky tofu is fried and drizzled with chili sauce and a secret soup, which is called a delicacy. Lin Qianxun and Leng Chofeng arrived at the tofu stall in a blink of an eye, there were many children gathered in front of the stall, they raised their heads, and looked at the stall owner with a pair of dark eyes with a little longing, the stall owner was smiling, amiable, and quickly scooped up the fried browned tofu from the oil pot on the side, and then poured the soup, put it in a bowl, and handed it over.

"Shopkeeper, a piece of stinky tofu." Lin Qianxun took a look and found that the stall owner had done a good job of hygiene, so he spoke.

When the stall owner fried stinky tofu, he accidentally looked up and showed a trace of puzzlement when he saw Lin Qianxun's good-looking face, but quickly smiled and responded.

"Okay."

"Let me tell you where the stinky tofu comes from." Lin Qianxun took the hand of the pit cold and stood aside to prevent the hot oil from splashing out and burning himself.

"You say, I'll listen." Leng Shufeng showed a smile that he was willing to hear, and Lin Qianxun said lightly.

There are two kinds of origin of stinky tofu, one is in my hometown about the Ming Dynasty, the then Kaiguang Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was born poor, when he was young, he was a beggar and a monk, once because he was hungry and unbearable, he picked up the expired tofu discarded by others, regardless of 3721, fried it in oil, and stuffed it into his mouth, the taste is unforgettable. Later, he became a military commander, and the army fought all the way to Anhui, and while he was happy, he ordered the whole army to eat stinky tofu to celebrate, and the good name of stinky tofu finally spread widely.

Second, the Ming Dynasty scholar He Rihua said in his writings at that time that the people of Yixian County, Anhui Province especially like to use salt to change the color and hair of tofu in summer and autumn, scrub it clean and fry it in boiling oil, which has the taste of crocodile in the sea.

As for that statement, it doesn't affect our team's love of stinky tofu, among which my family thinks the most famous is that Nanjing and Changsha are quite famous for their stinky dried tofu, but their production and taste are very different. There are also many folk experts in making stinky tofu on the streets of Changsha, which are deeply loved by the people. Nanjing's deep-fried stinky tofu is made with pressed plate tofu cut into 2.5 cm square pieces, and the color is black and gray. So there will be two kinds of stinky tofu in the market.

"You little mouth, did you often eat these snacks in your own home before?" Leng Qifeng saw that as soon as Lin Qianxun mentioned food, he talked about it, and the smile on his face was even more dazzling, especially when his eyes fell on the red lips, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"That's natural, this stinky tofu is made from high-quality soybeans. The production process is more complicated, and the soybean goes through ten processes: screening, hulling, soaking, refining, filtration, boiling, pulping, molding, scribing, and fermentation. Chenggong stinky tofu has a soft and smooth texture and exudes a peculiar fragrance. The ancestors praised the cloud: "The taste is more than beautiful, and the jade food should not be passed on." It not only has high nutritional value, but also has good medicinal value. According to ancient medical records, stinky tofu can benefit qi in the cold, and the spleen and stomach, reduce bloating pain, clear heat and disperse blood, and lower the large intestine turbidity. For regular eaters, it can enhance physical fitness and toned skin.

And there are a lot of ways to do it, but I have to plant some soybeans next year, take out some of them and sell them to these stinky tofu workshops, and some of them leave raw bean sprouts to make pea yellow. Lin Qianxun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then said with a smile

"You want to monopolize the soybean market?" Leng Chopfeng said with a smile.

"Ouch, you have made a lot of progress, you have learned the word monopoly, not bad, this son has grown a lot, and the chase is to make the little woman admire." Lin Qianxun was stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows at her, looking like a yuppie Yang.

"It's all a mother, and you're still so naughty." Leng Shufeng looked at Lin Qianxun's naughty and agile appearance, reached out and pinched his cheek, and said with a smile.

"I have a childlike heart, I will not monopolize it, I only grow high-quality soybeans and sell them to those big workshops." Lin Qianxun shook her head, and then said that the consumption capacity of the small workshop is limited, and they can grow it themselves, she grows high-quality soybeans, sells them to those big workshops, and gives some silver money in the special area, and then takes it out as a skill to call the beast people to farm, so that they can exchange it for what they want, so that it not only solves the livelihood problem of the people, but also solves the problem of hunger.

"You can do what you want, I don't understand this, but I can support it." Leng Chopfeng is doing business, after all, he is not proficient, so he can only listen carefully to Lin Qianxun's words.

"Okay." Lin Qianxun smiled.

Soybeans can be used as a kind of food to fill her stomach, and then she took stinky tofu and ate it as she walked, strolling from beginning to end, and then returned home.

Sitting in the private school, he said ruthlessly to Mo who was smiling.

Mo Gongzi Danqing and calligraphy are good, I don't know if I can ask for a pair of ink treasures? Lin Qianxun handed over the lamp in his hand, and then asked with a smile.

"Oh, what does Madame want?" Mo ruthlessly asked, very curious.

"Write a poem and draw a picture along the way." Lin Qianxun held his chin and looked at the lantern, which was white and clean, just waiting for someone to fill it in, and saw that the stall owner's idea was good.

"Okay, Madame said, under the inscription." Mo Wuru was very curious about Lin Qianxun's words.

Lin Qianxun thought about me, and then Lang Sheng muttered.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

As soon as the words fell, Mo ruthlessly clapped his hands, and the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light.