Qiao Kun's current realm can already open the valley, and it is okay to go without food for dozens of days. It's just that he hasn't cultivated the True Immortal Law Body yet, and he can't live just by eating and drinking dew.

But Ziyun is a big demon, and he is half a step away from entering the demon king. I have long cultivated into a demon body, why do I have to eat every day?

And her body is jade, is it really necessary to eat?

The chopsticks in Ziyun's hand did not stop, and he sandwiched all his favorite dishes into the bowl, "I have transformed into a human being, so I am no different from ordinary people, and I can naturally eat." And I love to eat too. ”

Then she explained a few words, it turned out that the transformation was not a transformation, but a complete change of form, except for being a little stronger than ordinary people, she was not much different from ordinary people in both appearance and interior.

Is it even the same on the inside? Qiao Kun thought a lot for a while, "Then why do you want to transform into a human?" ”

This is the question that Qiao Kun has always wanted to know.

Not only monsters, but the immortals he saw were all humans, Shi Ji and Yun Zhongzi, some of them were obviously not cultivated by humans, why did they all turn into human beings in the end. What is it for?

Hearing this question, Ziyun showed a strange look, "Your question is so strange. It's not that I'm going to transform into a human being, but I'm going to transform into a Taoist body that is suitable for cultivation, and human beings just happen to be like that. ”

People happen to be like this? Qiao Kun hurriedly asked, "How do you say this?" ”

Ziyun put down the dishes and chopsticks, "The human race was originally created by Nuwa Niangniang according to the Dao body, not that we are similar to the human race, but that the human race is similar to our Dao body." ”

"Yes, yes." Qiao Kunxin said, that's right, he made everything upside down.

It's not that goblins and immortals have to take on human form, but that people are created in the image of immortals.

In myths and legends, it is also Nuwa who compares the image of herself and Pangu to the human race with mud.

Then Qiao Kun thought again, if the human race was created according to the Taoist body, why are there not many cultivators in the human race? Why did Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor create martial arts in the first place? Instead of teaching everyone the way of immortals? Is there a reason for this?

He couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't bother anymore. just looked at Ziyun again, but looked at her as a person.

Since then, he insisted on learning the piano and literacy with Ji Chang every day, learning some techniques and playing the pipa with Ziyun, occasionally observing Ji Chang's innate hexagrams, and playing some tunes with Ziyun.

Although no matter what kind of song it is, in the hands of Ziyun, it will become a golden iron horse, fighting on the battlefield, and the experience of the ensemble is actually very poor, but Qiao Kun also endured it.

Sometimes he also helped the people of Jinli to farm, or went to Yinzhou City to exchange for some salt and grain, and then came to Jinli to trade in exchange for the people's materials and labor.

He has always insisted on never losing money in trading, carefully considering his money, goods, labor and time costs.

In this way, he gradually drew a clear line between the inside and the outside, and even somewhat understood that "the distinction between the inside and the outside, and the realm of honor and disgrace." Then, if he has enlightenment, he keeps reflecting on himself.

He harvested so much from Ji Chang and Ziyun, naturally he also had to pay, he had to take care of the fields and be responsible for Ji Chang and Ziyun's food.

Ziyun doesn't care, she doesn't actually have any requirements for food, she will like it if it's delicious, but she won't pick it if it's not delicious.

Relatively speaking, Ji Chang is more troublesome. Ji Chang is old, his cultivation has been abolished, and it is difficult to maintain the peak of his body, so his teeth will inevitably loosen and he will not be able to eat many things.

Qiao Kun was helpless, in addition to making soup, porridge, minced meat, etc., he also made tofu.

Tofu is smooth and soft, which is perfect for the elderly with loose teeth. And he has already figured out a way, and it is not troublesome to reproduce at this time.

Such a good thing, Ji Chang loved it for ten minutes after eating, and hoped that Qiao Kun would teach one or two people how to do it, and benefit Jinli, but that person should not be too greedy.

Qiao Kun didn't care, he taught many people in Chaoge, and he didn't care about teaching one or two more.

It's just that he can't decide whether that person is greedy or not, he can only be his own part.

He thought about it for a long time, and then chose the girl he had come to ask for directions that day.

Qiao Kun chose her for many reasons, because she is very sensible and works neatly.

He would sometimes let the literate children do some work, and the little girl always did it most neatly.

Of course, Qiao Kun is also a little selfish, he always feels that this little girl seems to be excluded, very pitiful, and wants to help her, if he can give her the ability to make tofu and let her improve her life, it would be the best.

He told Ji Chang about his decision.

"Little flower?" Ji Chang frowned slightly, but after thinking for a long time, he still replied: "Yes, that's a smart child." ”

After school that afternoon, Qiao Kun stopped the little girl, "I have something to tell you." ”

At this time, the two had communicated many times, and they were relatively familiar, but she was still a little timid, and seemed to be very afraid, "What's the matter?" ”

Qiao Kun was not in a hurry to get down to business, but asked her to wait a while, go to the kitchen to work by herself, and after a while, she brought out three bowls of tofu brains, one fried tofu, and one scallion roasted tofu, and invited the little girl, Ji Chang, and Ziyun to taste it.

Tofu brain and tofu are all leftover from this morning, because Qiao Kun has a sleeve in his sleeve, which can be frozen, refrigerated, and it will not be bad if he puts it for a long time.

Qiao Kun dealt with it, and the aroma was fragrant for a while.

The little girl swallowed quietly.

Ziyun didn't wait for others, she had already started eating directly, although she didn't have words, but Qiao Kun knew that she was very satisfied.

Ji Chang was eating, and there were no words.

This made Qiao Kun despise them very much, in fact, he wanted to hear a comment, "This taste is really novel, the soft and delicate tofu brain, the sweetness of the soup, and the faint stimulation and fragrance of the chives, together produce a rich and mellow taste" and so on.

The little girl struggled for a long time, but she didn't dare to sit with Ji Chang and Ziyun, she just stood and didn't dare to make other moves.

Qiao Kun had to take the tofu brain to her, "You eat first, I still have something to explain to you." ”

The little girl ate it, "It's delicious." ”

She didn't have any new vocabulary, and the first time she ate it, she seemed to be a little out of shape.

After she finished eating, Qiao Kun introduced the topic, "This thing is called soybean, I want to teach you the ability to make this thing." You need to send us half a pound of soy milk every day, are you willing to learn? ”

The little girl seemed to be a little surprised, but quickly gloomed, turned her head to look at Ji Chang, and finally nodded.

"Then you come with me." Qiao Kun took her to the courtyard next door, where there were already soaked soybeans and stone grinders, and Qiao Kun taught her how to grind beans, boil soy milk, make salt and brine, and how to make tofu brain and tofu.

The little girl had very little strength, and it was only very difficult to grind the beans.

Qiao Kun had to do it himself, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, thinking about matching the little girl with a donkey.

On weekdays, he doesn't need a donkey to make his own tofu, after all, he is much better than a donkey.

Even if the little girl learns very quickly, it is late at night, and Qiao Kun wants to send the little girl and these tools to her house.

"Where is your home, I will help you put the stone mill and salt brine in your house. You will soon be able to make soybean, and you can exchange the rest for some soybean, or for other grains, except for the ones given to us. ”

For the same beans, if you make tender tofu, you can make a few catties more, but Qiao Kun makes salt-marinated old tofu, and a pound of soybeans can only make more than three catties of tofu at most, but if the operation is good, it is actually very profitable.

Of course, like Qiao Kun, who sells tofu for a few hundred taels and has a doctor, it will be ridiculously expensive, and that kind of situation is hard to find. If there is no great drought in the world, Tugu is banned, and Di Xin has other plans, but he is afraid that he will not be able to buy this price.

After Qiao Kun said this, he thought that he might want to buy a donkey for the little girl. But after a while, the little girl did not speak.

He couldn't help but ask again: "What's the matter, if you don't have a mushroom at home, I can borrow you some first." ”

He can't suffer now, so he can only lend the little girl soybeans instead of giving them to her.

The little girl still shook her head, and after a while whispered, "Home, if you say that you can go back every day, there is no place where there is a family." ”