The night passed, the frost outside had not disappeared, and the cold air was rising, which made Gu Lan's mind clearer again.

When she slept, the discomfort on her body was better, and she didn't know who Old Man Shao was, and he could hunt and dispense medicine.

He must be a not simple person.

Gu Lan rubbed her face, her arms and feet exposed outside her thin clothes were numb with cold.

After the fragility of the night, she began to think about what to do next.

As long as you don't die, you still have to live your life.

Gu Lan definitely couldn't take out so much grain to pay taxes, and they wanted wheat and rice, not cassava flour from unknown sources.

Therefore, she can only use money to redeem it, and four people have twelve buckets of grain, and they need one or two taels of silver anyway.

Gu Lan took a deep breath, she shouldn't have spent all the money yesterday.

Now it's okay, and it will take many days to make tapioca flour, and I don't know if I can sell tapioca flour again this time, and I can sell it at a good price.

The imperial court's grain collection will inevitably make the people's hearts fluctuate, and the people's lives are difficult, so how can they have the heart to go to the restaurant to consume?

But no matter what, they still have to continue to make cassava flour, and they also have to eat it in winter.

Yesterday she was sick in bed, and the children were almost frightened, and Zhu'er hugged her to one side and didn't let go of her hand all night.

At this time, they were still sleeping soundly, Gu Lan couldn't bear to disturb them, so she let them continue to sleep on the kang where there was still residual warmth, and began to grind cassava with stones.

The sun gradually broke through the fog and revealed its rays, and it was not until noon that it reached the villages at the foot of the mountains.

Gu Lan wiped the sweat from her forehead, after this period of exercise, her arm strength has also increased greatly, but her body has not healed, and she is still a little tired.

A strange sound sounded in the mist, like the sound of wheels rolling, Gu Lan was attracted to attention, and stopped to look at it for a while.

Unexpectedly, Aji walked out of the fog.

He changed into a blue short, his long hair was tied back at the back of his head, he wore a neat high ponytail, and his beautiful face was full of indifference and calmness, and at first glance he looked like a heroic girl.

His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his fair-skinned arms, his muscles were thin, blue veins were clearly visible, his fingers were spread very hard, but his hands were pushing a huge wheel stone.

Gu Lan was dumbfounded, and hurriedly wiped her hands and walked towards him.

"What are you doing here?"

Aggie didn't speak, looking down at the pushing stone.

Gu Lan changed directions, and then she was stunned.

"Stone grinding? Do you make stone grinding? ”

She almost broke her voice, this large stone mill was about a meter in diameter, with a depression in the middle, and it was made exactly according to her request.

Aggie smiled a little and nodded faintly.

"I saw that your drawing was interesting, so I made it myself."

In fact, there is also a stone mill in the village, and there is a wheat field in the village, and it is difficult to hull the wheat, so people come up with a way to use the stone mill to get rid of the husk.

It's no wonder that Old Man Shao couldn't figure out what Gu Lan wanted, Aji went to the village to look for it, and finally managed to make it himself.

Gu Lan forgot about this stubble, she hurriedly asked Aji: "Have you ever eaten tofu?" ”

"Tofu?"

There was a little doubt in Aji's eyes, what is this?

"I haven't eaten it."

"That'...... What about mushrooms? Yellow beans! ”

Gu Lan said the name of the ancient soybean, but Aji's face was still ignorant.

He shook his head: "I haven't eaten the yellow beans you mentioned, but I have eaten green and red beans." ”

"Yellow beans, what's the use? Where does it grow? ”

Gu Lan people are stupid, soybeans are a priceless treasure in ancient times in the previous life, although they are soybeans, they are widely used, making sauce, making ingredients and making tofu...... Even tofu residue is a good feed for farming.

The people here have never even seen soybeans.

It's outrageous.

It's no wonder they don't know what she's going to do with the stone grinding.

At the same time, a question arose in Gu Lan's heart.

Can her mountain drive system drive out soybeans?

Thinking of the unique taste of tofu, if she can't eat it in this life, she estimates that she will have to think about it for the rest of her life.

However, it is imperative to install the stone mill first.

The stone mill made by Aji is divided into three parts, the base, the grinding disc, and the stone disc that pushes.

What he is pushing is the grinding disc now, and he has to go back to push the base, and as for the stone plate, he and Old Man Shao have to carry it together.

Gu Lan wanted to help, but Aji refused.

"You're just sick, you don't need your help, if you have the heart, make some breakfast."

He is very fond of Gu Lan's craftsmanship, Old Man Shao is particular about cooking, and there are meat and vegetables at every meal, but he has eaten it for more than ten years, and he can only be said to be used to it.

Gu Lan cooks, although there are few ingredients, she is always extremely attentive, and she has frequent clever plans, and she can make simple ingredients into different tastes.

What's so hard about making breakfast?

Gu Lan didn't shirk either, and hurriedly went into the house to rummage for things, she came back in a hurry yesterday, and the things she bought hadn't been packed yet.

The chick and duckling moved out and put it in a bamboo basket with a piece of cloth on it, and as soon as they got closer, they heard the chirping sound inside.

Gu Lan turned out the barrel bones and pork she bought yesterday, and went to the creek behind to pick up fish, there were no big fish recently, and a dozen finger-length small fish were better than nothing.

scooped a scoop of tapioca flour, and added two scoops of wheat flour bought, as Old Man Shao said, the dough quality was not fine enough, but when mixed with tapioca flour, it looked pretty good.

Gu Lan planned to cook noodles, wash and blanch the pork tube bones, and put in a little spices bought back, pepper, cinnamon, and ginger, and it didn't take long for the aroma of pork bones to gush out from the small kitchen.

One pot boiled the base soup, and the other pot was not idle, Gu Lan skillfully heated the pot, cut off the lard and put it in the pot, and slowly fried the fragrant lard.

Pour the boiled lard into a clay pot and store it.

Wake up the good noodles, divide the dough, roll them into dough, fold them and then cut them, and sprinkle the fine white noodles on the cutting board.

Zhu'er finally woke up, pulled straw sandals, rubbed his eyes and stood at the kitchen door, "Sister, are you well?" ”

Gu Lan burst into a smile and turned her head to look at him: "Okay, I was scared yesterday, you hurry into the house to get dressed, wake up Liang'er and Zhu'er, and eat pork bone noodle soup for a while." ”

Zhu'er swallowed her saliva and couldn't wait to run back to the house to call someone.

"It smells so good."

Old man Shao also stood outside the kitchen and looked inside, closing his eyes and smelling the aroma in intoxication.

"Lan girl, you're really not simple." Old Man Shao suddenly looked at Gu Lan and said so.

"Can you see the stone mill that Aggie made for you?"

Gu Lan's heart moved, and she nodded: "See, it was Grandpa Shao's idea, it's really good." ”

"Hehe, where is it made of my old bones, it's Aji, he has been sleeping late and getting up early these days, and I don't know how much effort he wasted to help you make this new thing."