Ding's mother didn't know how to make tofu, so she only helped Ding Page on the side. Ding Yezi has successfully mastered the main process of making tofu with the memory left by the deity, and after being familiar with it for a while, the tofu tastes very good, and the craftsmanship of the deity is also on par.

The Ding family has been making tofu for generations, and they also have a certain reputation among their neighbors, so their business is usually good. Not only can they support their mother and daughter, but they can even have some money to spare.

However, since the last incident, business has plummeted, and some girls who have not been out of the cabinet will even walk around her house when they walk in front of her house, for fear that they will also be infected with a bad reputation and ruin their own reputation.

The mother and son were busy, and Ding Rou also came over, leaning on the door to see her mother and sister busy working, but they didn't even mean to help.

Ding Yezi would call her for help at first, but Ding's mother always said that Ding Rou had never done this kind of rough work, and she didn't agree with Ding Rou to help. Ding Rou was happy to be idle, and she was unwilling to do this work in her heart.

Ding Yezi also accepted his fate, and since he took this body, he also took her life. Originally, this family was fed by the deity, but now that she is here, she can't be lazy and slippery.

Ding's mother originally wanted to ask Ding Rou to cook breakfast, but when she raised her eyes and saw that she was wearing a pale pink muslin skirt today, she couldn't stand the dirt, so she gave up that kind of thought, and only said: "Rou'er, why are you dressed so beautifully today?" ”

Ding Rou rolled her eyes at Ding Page, pouted and said, "Our tofu is already difficult to sell, if I don't wear it beautifully, will I wait to starve to death?" ”

Don't look at Ding Rou's age, she is two years younger than Ding Page, but she is extremely shrewd, and the current finances of the Ding family are in her hands. On weekdays, Ding Page and Ding Mu are responsible for making tofu, Ding Page and Ding Mother take turns selling tofu, and Ding Rou is doing the work of collecting money.

At first, Ding Yezi was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement, she was not unwilling to work, but the current situation made her feel as if Ding Rou was the master of the family, and she and Ding's mother were like long-term workers, which really made her feel a little uncomfortable.

However, when she first arrived, something like that happened again, and there was really no excuse or excuse for Ding Rou to hand over the silver. Fortunately, Ding Rou is not the kind of person who spends money indiscriminately, and even saves money in various ways, and is very good at living. Of course, that kind of saving money is only saved on Ding's mother and Ding Page, and she is never willing to let herself suffer.

No, Ding's mother and Ding Yezi were wearing old coarse cloth clothes, while Ding Rou was wearing fine fine fine cloth clothes. Ding Page once rummaged through his closet, and there was not a single good dress in it, and many of the clothes were patched. Ding's mother's clothes are similar to hers, they were all from many years ago, but Ding Rou is different, she must make new clothes every season.

Of course, it makes sense for Ding's father and Ding's mother to treat their two daughters differently.

Ding Page looks ordinary, he can't find it at all when he loses it in the pile, and his brain is still a little stupid, and he never knows the accounts. Ding Rou has a beautiful appearance, a goose egg face, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and two dimples looming on her cheeks when she smiles.

In this way, Ding Rou, a beauty, naturally became the heart of Ding's father and mother, and Ding Yezi became a role like a maid at home. After Ding's father passed away, Ding Rou took over the financial power of the Ding family, and since then, she has been ruthless in buying clothes and jewelry. Originally, there were still some savings in the family, but in the past two years, they have been squandered by Ding Rou.

Ding's mother is soft and kind, and she is reluctant to scold Ding Rou, and the family's daily income is good, so she doesn't care, just when the things Ding Rou buys are dowries for herself, and she will be given a dowry in the future. Anyway, there are only these two daughters in the family, so if you don't give them them, why keep them?

Ding Page didn't answer her words, knowing that she was angry with her now because of the decrease in her family's income.

Ding Mu did not reprimand Ding Rou when she heard this, but coughed lightly, sighed, glanced at Ding Zuozi, and did her work with her head bored.

Ding Rou looked at it for a while, felt bored, and went back to the hall.

Half an hour later, the tofu and dried tofu were ready, and they were all put in a wooden basin and placed in one place.

Ding Page spent time cleaning the workshop again, and Ding's mother went to the stove room to cook breakfast.

The Ding family's house is also a small courtyard house, the southernmost house by the street has been converted into a shop, the east two rooms are a stove room and the other is a utility room, and the two rooms on the west side have been demolished and the middle partition has been made into a tofu making workshop. There are three rooms on the north side, the middle room is used as a hall, the east room is used by Ding's father and mother, and the west room is used by Ding Rou and the sisters.

After breakfast, Ding Page and Ding Mu set up the pergola outside the shop, set up the shelf, and carried the finished tofu and dried tofu on it, which were chosen by the customer. Ding Rou moved a chair and sat aside, waiting to collect the money.

When a customer came, Ding Page waved a knife to cut off pieces of tofu, and Ding Rou reached out to take the money from selling tofu.

In the past, the Ding family's tofu business was doing very well, and there were four or five pots of tofu sold every day, but because of Ding Page's reputation, it was good to be able to sell two pots of tofu now. The people who come to buy tofu are all older people, and the little lady and the girl's family will never come to his house to buy tofu.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the sun was in the sky, and people were dizzy from the sun. Today's weather seems to be extremely hot, and although Ding Rou is sitting under the shed, it is hot enough. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, but there was still half a pot of tofu that had not been sold, the anger in my heart became bigger and bigger.

Looking sideways, Ding Yezi was sitting on a small bench, holding a banana fan in one hand and fanning the wind, his eyes seemed to be out of nowhere, thinking that he was wandering.

Ding Rou looked around and saw that there were no customers coming to the door at this time, so she got up and walked to Ding Yezi's side, raised her foot and kicked the bench she was sitting on, and said like an order: "Sister, it's too hot outside, I'll go into the house first, you sit outside, if someone comes to buy tofu, you will collect the money first, and then give it to me when you go to the back hall." Pay attention when collecting money, don't count it less, otherwise it will be deducted from your food. ”

Ding Page came to Ding's house since he came, and he hasn't touched the family's belongings, if it weren't for the surprisingly hot today, I'm afraid that Ding Rou wouldn't be willing to go to the back hall like this.

Ding Yezi glanced up at her, and returned to that distracted appearance, the banana fan in his hand did not stop, and said in a very flat voice: "If you want money, just wait here to collect it, otherwise if I collect the money, I will not give it to you." ”

Ding Rou had already stepped into the shop with one foot, and when she heard Ding Page's words, she hurriedly turned back, blinked her eyes, and looked at Ding Pagezi in surprise, "What did you say?" ”

She knew that her sister had changed a lot since the last incident, and seemed to have become smarter, but she was still the same little talk, so she couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Although the weather was hot, Ding Yezi patiently repeated: "I said, if you want money, just wait outside to collect it, if you don't want it, go back to rest, and I will keep the money for myself." ”

Ding Rou was frightened, and said angrily: "What nonsense, where do you care about silver?" Don't leave it close and lose it. Sister, I can tell you, I'll check later, and you can give me a lot of money you collected, otherwise I'll tell my mother. ”

Ding Yezi shrugged her shoulders indifferently, the weather was too hot, and she was not happy to say too much. However, it has been a month since she came to this world, and it is true that she didn't know anything about this place when she first arrived, so she had to swallow her anger. But even if it's a long-term job for someone else, it's still a salary, right? She is doing most of the affairs at home, she is tired and tired, and she doesn't have any money, which is even more pitiful than the maid who signed the deed of sale, but the maid still has monthly money.

She is not the kind of person who is willing to suffer losses, she endured Ding Rou for a month, she is still so selfish, she knows that she cares about her own enjoyment, and has never considered Ding's mother and her.

Ding Rou put down the cruel words, and felt that Ding Page would definitely not dare to hide the silver privately, so she proudly walked to the shop again.

At this moment, an old woman with a bamboo basket on her arm walked to the stall, looked at her tofu, frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously, "This tofu is made by your family, right?" ”

Ding Rou saw that there was business coming to the door, so she hurriedly turned around and walked to the stall, with an amiable smile on her face, and replied with a smile: "Auntie, this tofu is made by our own family, the ancestral craftsmanship, this tofu is very delicious whether it is stir-fried vegetables or stewed soup, do you want to have two pieces?" ”

The old woman stretched out her fingers and flicked the tofu, snorted softly, and muttered: "I see that your tofu is not as good as day by day, and it is getting worse and worse." ”

Ding Rou heard that the tofu was not delicious, and subconsciously glared at Ding Yezi, as if to say, why is your craftsmanship getting worse and worse?

Ding Page was speechless, the customer is current, and he doesn't care about her for the time being. But now it seems that no matter how good her craftsmanship is, she can't hide the fact that the beans are not good, and she can't let Ding Rou save money on the beans anymore.

Ding Rou naturally didn't think that the responsibility was on herself, and she pointed to a piece of tofu with a smile and said: "What's the matter, our tofu is made by my sister, her craft is learned from my father, and she has been making it for so many years, and no one has ever said that the tofu she makes is not delicious." Why don't you buy two more pieces today and go back and try them, maybe you think it's delicious. ”

The old woman glanced at Ding Page, and saw that she didn't mean to greet guests at all, so she was stunned with her eyes blank, and quietly leaned in front of Ding Rou, and asked in a low voice, "That's your sister?" ”

Ding Rou nodded suspiciously, seeing that Ding Page's age was older than her, what was there to ask?