Early the next morning, Bai Rong didn't bother to wash, and got dressed and went to the courtyard.

When I lifted the lid of the bucket, I saw that the pale yellow tofu looked very springy. She carefully took out a piece, cut it into small pieces, put it in a bowl and mixed it with vinegar and salt, and sprinkled some chopped green onions in it, and the light fragrance came to her nose.

After warming up the leftover fish soup and millet porridge from last night, and serving them on the table, the three grandparents ate so satisfying that even her belly was bulging.

Gu Ziyuan looked at her: "We didn't make tofu last night, right?" The three of us can't finish eating, so we might as well take it to the market and sell it. If you can get a few silver coins, you can continue to buy soybeans to make tofu. If you can't sell it, we can keep it and eat it slowly. ”

"That's exactly what I wanted. After a while, my mother-in-law drank the medicine, and I took the tofu to the town to sell it. ”

"I'll go with you."

Gu Ziyuan's face was serious, and he looked obliged.

Bai Rong took out the hot soup and put it in front of her mother-in-law, and by the way, she poured a bowl of warm water to dry: "You still have to go to the school to study, you can't delay." ”

"It's okay to go to the lesson you learned yesterday today. I'll tell my master when I go back, and it'll be fine. ”

"If you go, count me in. Even though I'm old, I can still help a little. After all, this is our first time doing business, and we have to have someone to take care of it. ”

"Your body and bones are fine, just rest at home, Rong'er will be taken care of by me, and nothing will happen."

"That's it, you take care of your body first. If you catch the cold again, it won't be a matter of spending money to treat the disease. ”

The grandchildren persuaded one after another, and the mother-in-law was afraid that something would cause them trouble halfway, so she agreed to stay and take care of the family.

Gu Ziyuan asked the neighbor's aunt to borrow a trolley, and he and Bai Rong carried the pressed tofu on the cart and filled some soy milk by the way.

Gu Ziyuan was in charge of pushing the cart, and Bai Rong followed to protect the tofu in the bucket, for fear that one would accidentally break.

By the time they got to town, the sun had risen so high that the better stalls had been taken up by others.

Gu Ziyuan had no choice but to put the trolley in the corner and carefully take down the bucket.

Bai Rong was not timid, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Sell tofu, fresh tofu." Buy two catties of tofu and get half a scoop of soy milk, don't miss it when you pass by. ”

"Let's take a look, four dollars a pound of tofu, it's cheap."

The young man's deep voice silenced her voice, and soon someone gathered around.

Bai Rong hurriedly lifted the lid of the bucket and pointed to the tofu he made: "Everyone, please see, this is the tofu that my family grinds by myself, a family secret recipe." The elderly ate to strengthen the body and help digestion, and the children ate to grow taller. This prime of life has inexhaustible strength, which is really great. ”

"I'll see, I'll see."

A dark-skinned woman squeezed to the front and pointed to her tofu: "It's all four cents, why is your tofu so yellow?" The tofu of the old Zhang family is much whiter and more tender than yours, and it is delicious. ”

"You don't know, the beans used here are different, and the ground tofu is naturally different. Don't look at this tofu is soft and tender, if you don't grasp the heat well, it won't be refreshing. ”

"If you don't believe me, try it."

Gu Ziyuan lowered his head, picked up a kitchen knife and cut a small piece, and distributed it to everyone.

But whoever eats it in his mouth, there is no one who does not say good.

The old woman who was squeezed into the corner was holding the tofu, her cloudy eyes were holding back tears, and the hand holding the tofu couldn't stop trembling.

After a while, he kept nodding: "Okay, good wow." I think my old lady has lived for more than sixty years, and she has never eaten such a delicious thing. Don't look at my teeth, this thing can bite off. ”

"Mother-in-law, if you think it's delicious, buy some. Even if it's not enough for two catties, we will give you soy milk to drink. ”

"Girl, this can't be done, the money that should be given can't be left behind. In this way, you cut me two catties, and I will taste what your soy milk tastes like by the way. ”

"Okay, you wait."

Bai Rong smiled and cut a piece of tofu, and when he weighed it on the scale, he realized that he didn't know a few catties and taels at all.

When Gu Ziyuan saw it, he was obliged to take over the work of cutting tofu.

Bai Rongmei smiled and took the money to hold soy milk, and after a while, the front of the kung fu stall was crowded with people, all of them holding the money and stretching out their arms.

One by one, the copper plates clattered into his pockets, and Bai Rong smiled more and more from ear to ear, and the corners of his mouth were almost to the root of his ears.

Gu Ziyuan looked orderly from beginning to end, but he could still see from his stretched eyebrows that he was in a really good mood.

Bai Rong stuffed a purse full of copper coins into Gu Ziyuan's hand, and raised his chin: "I just said that it will definitely be done." It won't be long before we can build a new house. When the time comes, I must find you a better school. ”

That master mistook people's children, and he couldn't bear the heavy responsibility.

The young man looked at her bright smiling face, his expression was extremely relaxed, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc: "I should prepare you with some rich dowry." ”

"What are you talking about? You wait a while, I'll go buy something, and I'll be back in a minute. ”

Without waiting for Gu Ziyuan to answer, Bai Rong entered a grain store.

In a few moments, she came back with half a bag of soybeans and a few small bags in her hands.

Gu Ziyuan didn't ask in detail, and the two pushed the empty bucket back home.

At noon, two bowls of bean curd were placed on the dinner table. One bowl was topped with red chili oil and some minced meat, and the other was sprinkled with brown sugar.

Bai Rong clapped his hands and sat down, and pushed the two bowls of bean curd to his mother-in-law and Gu Ziyuan: "This bowl is sweet, and the other bowl is salty." The sweet one has brown sugar on it, and the salty one has my secret broth mixed in it. Pick a bowl you like and try it. ”

There were really no condiments at home last night, so they could only eat bean curd.

Today is different, today they just sold the tofu, and she took the opportunity to buy some condiments and came back. After making the broth, pour it into the bean curd and want to hear their feedback.

Gu Ziyuan glanced at Granny Pan: "You pick first." ”

"It's better for you to pick first, mother-in-law can eat any bowl."

"Don't worry, there's still in the pot. Eat salty this time, and sweet next time. ”

Gu Ziyuan and Granny Pan thought for a few seconds and nodded. After a while, the two of them tasted both flavors.

Gu Ziyuan wiped the corners of his mouth: "I thought that the salty taste was better." The sweet taste is a little light, and it seems to raise the flavor of soybeans. ”

"My old woman thinks it's very sweet, it's cool and not greasy."

"The smell of sugar brings up the fishy smell of soybeans, and the taste is a little mixed."

"Bean curd, bean curd, it has to have the taste of beans, otherwise how can it be said that it is made of soybeans?"

Granny Pan, who has always been sophisticated, was anxious, and her tone of voice was a little heavier. Gu Ziyuan's face sank, and he defended without backing.

Seeing that the ancestors and grandchildren who loved each other were about to quarrel, Bai Rong smiled helplessly: "That's good, let's prepare the sweet and salty ones, and Ming'er will sell the bean curd." ”

"Done."

Gu Ziyuan and his mother-in-law responded in unison.

By the time they were pushing their things to the market, there were already people waiting. As soon as the bean curd was taken out, it was immediately robbed.

In order to eat a bowl of bean curd, someone specially borrowed a bowl of chopsticks from someone else.

A low man leaned over, and when he was about to have a bowl, he saw Gu Ziyuan who was busy working, and his face changed instantly.

After taking a closer look, he hurriedly collected the money and withdrew from the crowd, pulling his legs and running in the direction of the city gate.