Sure enough, the next day, Yang Ling got up and found some soybeans scattered in the yard, and immediately picked up the soybeans on the ground in distress, gritting his teeth and complaining.

"Devil's foot seven, this guy, how can he be a loser like a rebel, so many soybeans are sprinkled on the ground, don't you know how to pick them up, soybeans are used to feed horses and not for cooking, not afraid of dirty! Devil's Foot Seven, Devil's Foot Seven! ”

"Master, the seventh master went out of the city, it's all a small fault, he didn't pick up the soybeans last night!"

A family member ran over to pick up soybeans with a panicked face.

The seventh master is the ghost foot seven, at the beginning Yang Ling had eight generals, but unfortunately five of them died on the battlefield, only three eyes, iron hands six, and ghost feet seven.

Before leaving last night, Devil's Foot Seven specially asked a family member to pick up soybeans, but unfortunately it was too dark at night to pick up soybeans.

"Out of town, bastard......"

Yang Ling wanted to say something, and there were bursts of lively voices in the wind.

"Why is it so noisy outside!"

"Back to the master, yes, yes, it's the young master who is buying soybeans!"

"This rebel, doesn't he have 3,000 catties of soybeans at home, what is he doing with collecting soybeans, is it possible that he wants to open a horse farm to feed the horses...... This rebel didn't eat dinner yesterday, bought soybeans early in the morning, and read in vain! Give me the whip! ”

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and rushed out of the gate with a horsewhip.

Next door is also the yard of his family, which is actually a warehouse of his family, in which there are carriages and war horses.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that truckloads of soybeans were queuing outside, waiting to be weighed and checked.

The people in line lined up for hundreds of feet. All the soybeans add up, to say the least, there are tens of thousands of catties.

Yang Ling looked so distressed that he was dripping blood.

The purchase price is one pound, and 10,000 pounds is 10,000 pounds!

Yang Feng, a loser, just made some money, so he squandered it, how to save money to marry a daughter-in-law in the future.

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and rushed through the door.

In the courtyard, Yang Feng had already arranged for someone to clear out a warehouse.

At this time, he was sitting in the yard wiping the soaked soybeans in the bucket with his hands.

"You are a loser, you just read the book of sages yesterday, and today you are a loser, have you read the book in vain?"

Yang Ling rushed in and saw several large wooden barrels soaked in soybeans in front of Yang Feng, and his face was even darker with anger.

"You're a loser......"

"You're a loser, you're an old loser, what a good soybean, you actually take it to feed the horses, don't you know that horses eat grass, don't you know how useful soybeans are. I tell you, from now on, if you feed the horses with soybeans, I will break off your friendship, oh no, I will cut off the father-son relationship with you, and I will never call you father again! ”

Yang Ling's face was full of astonishment, and the whip raised in the air stopped for a long time without falling.

"I'm a loser? Soybeans are not used to feed horses for what, what we have is millet and rice, so we don't need to eat soybeans! ”

"You said, you are not allowed to eat soybeans in the future!"

"Nonsense, our soybeans are all used to feed horses, how can Lao Tzu eat soybeans!"

Yang Ling shouted coldly.

Soybeans are either used to feed horses or pigs in Dakang, and only occasionally some poor people have nothing to eat.

He is a town and a country, and he eats soybeans, isn't he losing face.

"Young Master, here, here!"

At this time, the third master limped in.

Behind him, some of the housekeepers came in carrying a few round stones and a strange stone.

"Devilfoot Seven, what is this? You ran out at night just for this thing? ”

"The old immortal, a lot of people have never even seen a grinding disc, it's not a shame! Third master, put it here! ”

Yang Feng instructed the family to put the grinding disc on a shelf.

"I don't know? You've seen a lot of things, isn't this just grinding...... Grind...... Grinding ......"

Yang Ling was very unconvinced, but he couldn't remember what Yang Feng said just now for a long time, so he could only look at Ghost Foot Seven.

"Master, yes, grinding plate!"

"Yes, grinding disc, when you first used the grinding disc, you didn't take it yet!"

Before the words fell, Yang Ling's glasses widened.

Everyone looked at the mill in amazement.

I saw Yang Feng scoop some soybeans and water into the upper grinding plate, and the soybeans and water flowed down the small hole in the grinding plate.

When Yang Feng rotated the grinding disc hard.

A lot of white pulp flowed from the cracks of the grinding disc, and after the white pulp flowed along the gully dug at the bottom of the grinding disc, it fell low into the wooden barrel on the ground.

"It's amazing that this grinding disc still has such an effect! You can even grind soybeans into a pulp! ”

The third master couldn't help but admire.

Yang Ling came back to his senses and snorted coldly to save face.

"Isn't it just ground into a pulp, and when it is ground into a pulp, it is also made of soybeans, which must not be delicious."

"I don't know! Come over and help scoop the beans, scoop them with water, you can't just scoop the beans, or the beans won't slip into the hole! ”

"It's coming!"

Su'er smiled and picked up the scoop to help, but Yang Feng's last words made her face flush.

After a while, Yang Feng grinded the soy milk, but the soy milk at this time was still raw and not delicious.

It wasn't until he boiled the soy milk in a large pot, filled a few large bowls, put some brown sugar in it, and scooped a bowl with a scoop and added a few times.

"Well, it tastes good, but it's a pity that Dakang only has brown sugar, and it tastes better if there is white sugar!"

Yang Feng seemed a little lost.

"I'll try!"

Su'er couldn't wait to pick up Yang Feng's wrist and take a sip.

Suddenly, Su'er's eyes narrowed into a slit.

"It's delicious! The young master is so powerful, I didn't expect to be able to make soybeans into such a delicious thing, it's so delicious! ”

After speaking, Su'er drank it all in one go.

The third master also picked up the bowl and took a sip, and was full of praise for this thing.

"Blow it, isn't it just something made of soybeans!"

Yang Ling wanted to save face, but he couldn't help but pick up the bowl and take a sip.

Suddenly, Yang Ling's eyes were full of stars, and after drinking it in one go, he drank up the other bowl.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, Feng'er, you kid really give you a long face!"

"Alas! I don't know who is saying not to eat soybeans! ”

"Although your dad and I don't eat soybeans, but this is not soybeans, what is this thing called?"

"Soybean milk, good nutrition, can strengthen the body, prevent diabetes, prevent hypertension, prevent coronary heart disease, prevent stroke, prevent bronchitis, prevent old age sluggishness, constipation, obesity. And it also has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin! Xu'er, you drink more to ensure that your skin is delicate and smooth! ”

"Young master, you should also drink more, maybe it will be better for your illness!"

Su'er hurriedly scooped a bowl for Yang Feng and added brown sugar.

"Alas! still loves me, 10,000 times better than my ruined father! ”

Yang Feng leaned on Su'er's face and kissed it.

"Young Master!"

Su'er blushed and lowered her head.

The people around laughed, but his father Yang Ling rolled his eyes.

If you have a daughter-in-law and forget your father, how can Lao Tzu raise you as an unfilial son.

"Don't even look at it, one bowl per person, do it yourself, do you want Young Master Ben to help you scoop it himself? After drinking it, I quickly started work, and I was still waiting to take it out and sell it! ”