Du Dongyan's tears gradually fell, and she began to speak incoherently, "But, but I'm just unwilling!" I've worked so hard......"

Her voice choked, and tears rolled to her hand with Chaolu one after another, "That's it...... It's all done, and I've succeeded. That is, if you eat too many soy products, won't you have diarrhea? But why wouldn't they give me a chance? ”

Chaolu's hand was caught painfully, and her palms were wet, which made her very uncomfortable, but the person who grabbed her seemed to be unaware, and still said to herself, "I'm obviously slowly changing, but they, they don't want to give me a chance, I didn't mean to...... I didn't think about it...... I thought it was just a normal reaction......"

"I just want to make money with my own efforts, so that I can buy medicine for my grandmother to treat her illness, so that she will not be in danger......"

"I know that Steward Zhao didn't tear his face with me because he took care of you, and I knew that at this time, I would cause you inconvenience by using your name."

Du Dongyan looked at Chaolu, her eyes were full of tears, but she refused to fall, although her cheeks were full of tears "I know I've caused you trouble, if you get angry, I won't go to Manager Zhao in the future......"

Chao Lu looked at her at a loss, she had dealt with many people, but she really didn't have much experience in dealing with people who cried first without saying anything. Chao Lu found a clean handkerchief from the side, helped Du Dongyan wipe away her tears, and said in a gentle voice: "Actually, it's not as serious as you said, Steward Zhao just wants me to persuade you to improve your tofu again, if it really doesn't work, you can just take the ordinary tofu over, as long as it's good, then she will definitely accept it." ”

Chaolu wiped away her tears and poured her a glass of warm water for her, "Sister Yanzi is so smart and thinking about it, she will definitely be able to make a qualified new tofu." ”

Du Dongyan took the water cup handed over by Chao Lu with both hands, feeling the temperature from her fingertips, she looked down at the layers of fine lines that swung out of the water cup because of trembling, and the knuckles of her two fingers became innocent because of the tightening of force, and after a while, she raised her head and smiled, "Now only you will believe me, thank you for not blaming me." ”

Chaolu smiled indifferently, "Didn't Sister Yanzi often help Chaolu before?"

Du Dongyan clenched the cup in his hand, lost his mind slightly, and muttered, "Yes!" ”

Her eyes stared at Chao Lu tightly, Chao Lu was a little uncomfortable, she stood up, the sound of the chair pushing back seemed a little abrupt in this room, Du Dongyan's gaze went up with her getting up, Chao Lu took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cabinet on the side, spread it on the small table in front of Du Dongyan, picked up the ink strip and gently grinded it on the inkstone, "You wait for me for a while, I will give you something later." ”

Du Dongyan said so pitifully, although Chaolu is not a good person who is enthusiastic, Du Dongyan has some doubts in her heart, but Du Dongyan has not hurt her, after all, the past love is still there, and she can't help her.

Du Dongyan nodded blankly, but this gaze still followed the morning dew.

Chao Lu smiled at her, then lowered his head to patiently grind the ink, and soon a burst of ink fragrance overflowed, and there was already black ink in the inkstone, Chao Lu picked up the pen and dipped it in water and dipped in ink, hung the pen on the paper, and thought carefully.

She remembered that a master who taught her to cook had told her that there were no less than 100 ways to make tofu, but she didn't want to teach Du Dongyan to be a cook, so she couldn't write a tofu recipe for her. Chaolu was in trouble for a while, and after the tofu practices that had passed through her mind in the past, she remembered a simple and convenient method, and immediately put flowers into her pen, and a simple moldy tofu method was immediately generated in her pen.

Du Dongyan looked at Chao Lu's calm and orderly writing, especially the beautiful small characters on her hand, she couldn't help but lose her mind, she stared at Chao Lu suspiciously, she could only see her jaw, she was still writing seriously. She clearly remembered that Li Chaolu was just a timid and courageless little girl, and she didn't know a single big character, when could she write such beautiful words fluently? Maybe she was blind, and she was the useless little girl she used to be. Du Dongyan looked at Chaolu seriously, in the past, she was treated harshly by the Dafang family, and she was thin and small, but now she doesn't know when she started to draw strips, especially the skin on her hands, almost the same color as her tofu, Du Dongyan saw herself, she couldn't help touching her hands, grinding beans to make tofu for many years, although this looks good, but there is a thin cocoon in the palm of her hand.

When Chao Lu raised her head, she saw Du Dongyan holding her hand and lost her mind, she gently called twice before she came back to her senses, and Chao Lu turned the rice paper in front of her to her, "Sister Yanzi, take a look." ”

Chaolu is not worried that she can't understand at all, in Chaolu's memory, Du Dongyan is a rare girl in the village who can read and learn words, not how rich her family used to be, but her mother is familiar with calligraphy and ink, and she has taught her to learn words when she was a child, but in Chaolu's memory, she only knows that her mother is a girl from outside the village, with a mother by her side, and later Du Dongyan's parents both died, leaving only the ten-year-old Du Dongyan and the old grandmother who lingered on the sickbed. In this way, Du Dongyan's life became bitter.

Du Dongyan didn't say anything, after reading what Chao Lu wrote, she couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at Chao Lu with a stunned face, "This tofu must not be moldy and rotten after seven days, won't it be a problem to eat this?" ”

Chaolu shook her head, "I'm sure I won't hurt you, you see." Chaolu pointed to the words on it and said to her, "This moldy tofu moldy tofu is to make it moldy!" ”

"This tofu is cut into knuckle-sized cubes, steamed in a pot first, and then dried for two days after steaming, and then placed on the paved wheat stalks, covered with a layer of wheat stalks, which are left over from the wheat harvest in the summer, and the outer leaves should be peeled off when used......

Du Dongyan listened to Chaolu's detailed explanation, and looked at her with even more meaningful eyes.

"This wheat straw can also be spread more, spread thicker and more airtight, just put it for five days, wait for the tofu to turn red or grow fine hairs, and that's it. Then prepare the wine, paprika, garlic and salt ......"

“…… Finally, the cabbage is breaded on the outside, put it in the water-sealed jar, and after three days, the moldy tofu will be ready. By the way, the jar used to hold moldy tofu should be clean, and there should not be a little water and oil, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain......"

"Okay, I got it." Du Dongyan carefully folded the paper with dried pen and ink and pinched it in the palm of his hand, and looked at him fixedly, "But ...... Asakaru, how do you know this? ”

Chaolu's smile froze, she really didn't expect Min Shuangdong to ask her this in the first sentence, and before she could answer, she heard Du Dongyan's inquiry again, "Also, when did you study and learn calligraphy?" It's also written in such a good handwriting, not to mention that it's placed in the village, even if it's placed in the town, it's rare. ”

Chaolu thought for a moment before he said calmly, "It's good to practice more of this word, as for when to start thinking, it is probably when the Dafang family prefers Xiaohuzi." ”