Chapter Twenty-Four: Marketing
Now white sugar is too expensive to be expensive, and you can't put sugar, so you can only eat salty tofu brain.
Although there is something in the grocery store, Lin Fengqin is not ready to take it out again.
It's not that she's careful, but she just thinks that although her son is obedient, if the daughter-in-law or child is about to say it, it will be a crime.
Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, now she has no ability to protect herself.
Just when Lin Fengqin's mind was spinning a thousand times, Wang Cuixiang over there had already cooked the sauce as she said.
It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.
It is said to be a sauce, but in fact, it is just some wild vegetables that have been stirred with lard and sprinkled with salt.
Even if it was salt, Wang Cuixiang was reluctant to sprinkle more.
"Milk, is soy milk ready to drink now?"
After waiting for a long time, Lin Lan'er asked expectantly when she saw Lin Fengqin coming.
"You can drink it, you can try it."
Hearing this, Lin Lan'er was as happy as if she had received the holy decree. But I haven't forgotten Lin Fengqin.
The little girl handed the bowl to her: "Milk, you drink first!" ”
"Lan'er drink it, my milk doesn't like to drink this." Lin Fengqin looked at the little girl with a happy face, and couldn't help but want to take some candy out, but in the end she couldn't help it.
"Xiao Yuan, you can taste it too."
Under Lin Fengqin's slightly teasing smile, the two children lowered their heads and drank a sip of food they had never eaten.
Lin Lan'er took a sip and smashed her mouth: "Milk, it's tasteless." ”
Seeing the child's innocent appearance, Lin Fengqin couldn't help laughing: "You have to add some sugar to make it delicious." ”
"It's okay milk, it's delicious!"
Lin Lan'er hadn't eaten anything good since she was a child, and although she felt tasteless, she held a bowl and drank it.
After Gu Chengyuan on the side took a sip, a trace of strangeness flashed on his face, and then he didn't move the bowl of soy milk in front of him.
Lin Fengqin just wanted the child to taste it fresh, and only when the fun was enough did she say: "Xiao Yuan doesn't like this taste, I'll try tofu brain later." ”
"Dashan, come and drink this soy milk!" Adhering to the principle of not wasting it, Lin Fengqin shouted towards the courtyard.
is worthy of being a father and daughter, Lin Dashan came in and picked up the bowl, and drank a bowl of soy milk without saying anything, and only after drinking it did he look at Lin Fengqin aggrievedly and said: Mother, no one must buy this thing, it tastes good!
That look made Lin Fengqin laugh again.
"The smell is still on the stove, go and help your daughter-in-law bring it out."
Divide the fried sauce of Wang Cuixiang in a bowl one by one.
Although Lin Fengqin had no appetite, she still tasted it.
It's not particularly delicious, but it's much better than soy milk, which doesn't have much flavor.
Except for Lin Fengqin and Gu Chengyuan, the rest of the family of eight buried their heads and ate their stomachs.
In the end, Lin Fengqin saw that Lin Lan'er liked to eat, so she handed her bowl to her.
"Alright, Cuixiang will come with me to see the tofu."
Estimating that the time was almost up, Lin Fengqin took Wang Cuixiang to the stove room.
Lifting the thing pressed on it, Wang Cuixiang watched the thing in front of her change its appearance as if it were a trick.
Unlike the fragrant soy milk, which is not like the smooth and tender tofu brain, the tofu in the mother-in-law's hand at this time looks like it has lost its moisture but is firmer.
"Cuixiang, put it up and soak it in the well." Hearing the shout, Wang Cuixiang woke up and hurriedly took the tofu.
"Wait for tomorrow morning, let's burn a piece to eat, and then take it to the town to sell it."
Soybeans can't be sold, so what about tofu that no one has ever seen?
In the flash of light, Lin Fengqin had already thought about the sales of tofu.