Twenty days passed, the weather became colder and colder, and the children of the clan crowded together to stand in front of Lin Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan waved her hand to the sixteen girls behind her, asked them to stand in together, and then said: "From today on, you will go to the paper workshop to learn how to make straw paper, and the craftsmen will teach each other, but how much you can learn depends on your respective skills." ”

Lin Chuan asked loudly, "Auntie, how can I be considered a teacher?" ”

"You can make a set of paper on your own, and the success rate is more than eighty percent, and then you can go."

"Then, auntie, what should we do for the New Year?"

"If you can learn before the New Year, then leave before the New Year."

The children have a bitter face, there are only ten days before the Chinese New Year, how can they learn in such a short time?

It seems that the New Year can only be celebrated in the paper mill.

Lin Yubin has been with the sisters in the clan for a long time and has a relationship, and he is very eager to ask, "Auntie, do I also want to study with them?" ”

Lin Qingwan glanced at her and said, "No, we will account from today onwards, and you stay and help me." ”

Lin Yubin let out a disappointed "oh", gave his friends a look, and went down in a huff.

A group of people were pulled to the other end of the Zhuangzi to begin learning, starting with soaking the straw, and the craftsmen had already prepared the materials.

The main raw material for making straw paper is straw, which is more than Linjiazhuang, so you don't need to worry about it.

Among them, the most valuable is only lime, which needs five cents a load, and the children who are quite wealthy laugh when they hear it, and the five cents can still be taken out at home.

The craftsmen said: "Although lime is cheap, we can't waste it, because the price of straw paper is low, and we have to reduce the cost as much as possible if we want to make more money, so it is best not to wash the paper in living water or ponds, but in a large wooden basin or a puddle, so that the washed lime can be used repeatedly." ”

The craftsmen have already figured out a set of methods, if they dig a small puddle to wash the paper, then put a layer of oilcloth underneath, and wait for the lime to settle and empty the water to take it out.

The students were dumbfounded and hurriedly wrote down these methods in their notebooks.

The children of the Lin family, whether rich or poor, have to be sent to the school when they are old, and when they have learned all the words, if they don't have that talent, they will go out of the school, so they are all literate.

The girls had learned from their fathers and brothers, but they had not learned words systematically, and they could not write many words, but they were very clever enough to know how to replace them with other symbols, and then copy their cousins' when they had rested.

Dare not to copy?

Then take the nephews' notes and copy them.

I'm learning to make paper here, and the other side is also lively.

Because the work in the fields is done, but the time for the homeless people to work has not yet come.

Lin Qingwan asked people to select a few people with good tofu making skills from the village to lead them to make tofu.

There is an additional subsidy for being a teacher, thirty wen a day, so the bankers are crazy.

Yu Zhu's tofu is very good, and the tofu he ordered is tender and fragrant, and it is the first one in the Zhuangzi.

So I went with pride.

Aunt Liu and Qian Rui's family were also elected, and six of the homeless people selected by Steward Lin were women, and these people were chosen by them.

Because they haven't done enough time to work, they haven't started to learn in the past six days, but to experience how to make tofu first, and the important part of ordering tofu is still the farmers.

Baskets of finished tofu were piled up at the door, and some vendors in the city took the burden to get the goods, exchanged beans for tofu, or money for tofu, and sold them to make some hard-earned money.

And some restaurants and restaurants are pulled back in cars, and even big families like the Lu family and the Shang family have sent people to buy them.

After all, what you buy outside is not as authentic as the Lin family's courtyard, isn't it?

There is a smell of beans inside and outside Suzhou, and when the Chinese New Year is approaching, everyone is willing to eat, especially in the middle of winter, only the cellar of woad and dried vegetables, the dishes are inevitably monotonous, and the tofu is delicious.

You don't have to eat it every day, every two days, then there will be as many sales.

The tofu business, which was interrupted by the arrival of the homeless people, began to flourish again, and in addition to the Lin family's courtyard, other people who had previously learned the craft also began to make tofu and sell it.

Zhao Sheng couldn't see it if he wanted tofu, as long as he saw tofu, he remembered his gluttonous building, and there was a wave of anger in his chest.

"Send someone to the Lin family's courtyard to ask Lin Qingwan, but I still remember what she promised me, she said that the Lin family will not sell tofu anymore."

If he is not happy, the other party should not be happy.

But Lin Qingwan was very happy, and said to Steward Lin: "You go and talk to him, just say what I said, what I said at the time was that without my permission, the villagers and the clansmen will never sell tofu, but I now allow it." ”

Steward Lin twitched the corners of his mouth and whispered.

Lin Qingwan thought for a while and said happily: "If he says that I am not trustworthy, you will say that the rice paper in our bookstore has long been out of stock, and ask him when he will supply it to us." ”

Steward Lin responded with a smile, Zhao Sheng was probably mad, otherwise the two families would have made such a fuss, why should they humiliate themselves again?

Zhao Sheng's words made Lin Qingwan remember something, "There are many ways to eat this tofu, we have to let people know that we are not targeting the Zhao family, but we have indeed found a lot of delicious things." ”

So she called the cook, and in addition to white and tender tofu, tofu can also be bean curd, tofu fruit and tofu skin......

The cook is a very talented person, almost a little bit of penetration, she doesn't have to say too clearly, as long as she is given an inspiration, she can figure it out herself.

After the cook researched it, she taught it to the tenants and the farmers, and the farmers learned to teach it to the homeless.

Because of Lin Qingwan's generosity, they also felt that these skills were nothing, and since they had already taught one or two, they would teach them three in a row.

It's up to them how much they can learn.

As a result, the people of Suzhou have a new food, because the secondary processed tofu products are stored for a long time, so some merchants began to pull these things to other cities to sell.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yu Zhu, Liu Damiang and others gathered the displaced people together and began to teach them the last step - ordering tofu.

It's not complicated to make tofu, they followed it for a few days, even if Yu Zhu didn't officially teach, they could see it.

It's just that they don't know how to make tofu and tofu yet.

These two steps are not difficult to say, but they are not simple.

The farmers took turns to let them order, and the good tofu was taken out and sold, and the bad ones were kept for their own food.

This was instructed by Lin Qingwan early in the morning, just for the New Year, in addition to the subordinates in the courtyard, the villagers, tenants, long-term workers and workshops had to add meals.

Tofu and meat stewed together, and then put some weed, I don't know how much more delicious than the bean rice in previous years, this year everyone is very satisfied.

On the first day of the new year, everyone did not go far away, so everyone gathered in the Zhuangzi to activities, in addition to talking, they exchanged experiences in making tofu.

And in the courtyard, Lin Qingwan had just woken up.

She leaned on the pillow and watched the sunlight shine in through the window, rarely not in a hurry to get up, but lazily stared at the sunlight in a daze.

Bai Mei and Bai Feng came in lightly, and when they saw her looking stunned, they couldn't help but ask cautiously, "Grandma, are you going to get up?" ”

Lin Qingwan waved her hand, and the two of them bowed and retreated.

Lin Yubin just finished washing, and when he saw the two of them waiting at the door, he asked in a low voice, "Isn't my aunt awake yet?" ”

Last night, my aunt and nephew kept vigil with Mrs. Xie, and they didn't go to bed until after the hour, but now it's almost noon, and it is supposed to be time to wake up.

Bai Mei said with worry on her face: "I woke up, but I didn't seem to be in a good mood and didn't let us be in front of me." ”

Lin Yubin was stunned and pushed the door in by himself.

Lin Qingwan was sitting on the bed facing the sun in a daze, and she didn't know what happened to her grandfather. Although Lin Jiang said that when she went back again, it was at the original point in time, she still couldn't help but worry.

If, if she can't go back, will anyone go to the hospital to take care of her grandfather?

Thinking of her father, Lin Qingwan's eyes were slightly dark, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and anyone who saw it knew that she was in a bad mood.

Lin Yubin looked at her worriedly, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" ”

Lin Qingwan came back to her senses, raised her head and smiled at her, "It's okay, it's just the New Year, and I'm a little lazy, so I'm in bed." ”

Lin Yubin smiled, "That aunt will continue to lie in bed, and the affairs of the house will be left to me." ”

"Well, then I'll be blessed today."

Lin Yubin was not in a hurry to leave, but climbed onto the bed and sat beside her, "Auntie, aren't we going back to the old mansion today?" ”

"If we don't go back, we can't enter the ancestral hall, what are we going to do when we go back?" She locked so many clan children in the paper mill to learn art, and she would definitely be surrounded by the clansmen when she went back.

What's more, there are sixteen girls among them, but she knows that the sixth uncle has a lot of opinions about this, and because of her strong attitude, they didn't come to the door.

But if she goes back, they will definitely talk and admonish, anyway, their aunt and nephew are girls, and they don't have to go back to sweep the new grave this year, so it's better to go back after a while.

Didn't the paper mill reply that there were already a few children who had learned it, and now they were consolidating it skillfully?

When the time comes, bring them with them and let them share the firepower with her.

Lin Yubin saw that her aunt's face was much better when she spoke, and the smile on her face was even better, and she leaned on her quietly.

Mrs. Xie stood by the window, looked at the two of them for a while, then turned around, and whispered to Bai Mei: "They didn't sleep well last night, let their aunt and nephew rest again." ”

Bai Mei whispered "yes" and watched Mrs. Xie leave.

Mama Yang helped Mrs. Xie and asked in a low voice, "Madam, does the young grandmother miss the young master?" ”

Mrs. Xie sighed, "In six months, she will be filial, and then she will have to go back to Yangzhou, and when she is filial, we will go back to Beijing." ”

"Ma'am?"

Mrs. Xie clenched Mama Yang's hand and said, "They ruined the two children at once, and they have to pay some price." ”

Mama Yang didn't know whether to be happy or sad when she heard this.

Madame thinks of revenge, this is considered alive, right?

But now that she has no children and no daughters, she is isolated, and she doesn't know what kind of vicious fight it will be in the future, the most important thing is that it is really good to live in hatred?