Wen Zhuqing has been busy with his feet not touching the ground these days, although he heard that Jiang Zhimiao wants to make tofu, but it is very strange to see it with his own eyes.

The soy milk was a little yellow, and it smelled good, similar to the milk he had eaten in the house before, and he observed it carefully for a moment, and then picked up the tofu on the table.

Minghuai, the pearl in the house, couldn't wait, and finally saw him coming, and actually picked up the tofu and looked at it carefully, and the two of them were anxious.

Mingzhu sat on the kang, twisted his body anxiously, and stared at the soy milk on the table with a pair of eyes, "Brother, don't look at it, Mingzhu wants to drink." ”

Wen Zhuqing saw her swallowing her saliva anxiously, and knew it in her heart, so she pushed the soy milk on the table to her, and said with a smile: "Here, you can drink it if you want." ”

Jiang Zhimiao looked at her little greedy cat appearance, and chuckled twice, "Okay, since Jingming is here, let's drink it together, just taste my craftsmanship, I have just warmed this soy milk, and it should be almost the same now, let's drink it." ”

She pointed to the soy milk on the table and said with a smile, and when the words fell, Jiang Zhimiao took out a few small bowls from the closet and divided the soy milk into several portions and handed them in turn.

The sea bowl used by the farmer for dinner has a large capacity, carefully divided into a point, according to the stomach of several children, not only can taste a taste, but also mix a full water.

Wen Zhuqing looked at the soy milk she handed in front of him and was stunned, he waved his hand and excused himself: "They just drink it, I don't need it." ”

Rao is bowl full of soy milk can't be shared by a few people, seeing that he doesn't want to, Jiang Zhimiao didn't force it, and took the bowl back.

Xu Yourong has drunk soy milk, although she is not a concubine, but she is also a concubine of the Hou Mansion, a bowl of soy milk can still be drunk, but it is the first time she has drunk this kind of freshly ground soy milk.

Usually what she drinks is specially ground and sent to the house, this kind of farmer's soybeans ground out of soy milk she really drank for the first time, swallowing sound, she pursed her lips, and sighed meaningfully: "Cotton and dense, good." ”

Jiang Zhimiao also wanted to ask the evaluation of the three little ones, but seeing their bitter drinking, she smiled and teased: "It seems that this soy milk is really good, I see that they haven't raised their heads until now." ”

Wen Zhuqing looked at her hand and chuckled twice, "That's true." ”

"Ha, I'll just say that my craftsmanship is good, and I won't drink it when I hand it to you."

Wen Zhuqing turned around when he heard the laughter, and saw Jiang Zhimiao unceremoniously boasting, talking about the benefits of soy milk with his head held high, as if he was not satisfied, and danced with his hands.

Jiang Zhimiao was sitting upright, the room was heated by the fire, and she unconsciously rolled up a section of her sleeves, and at this moment she was sitting on the kang, and the corners of her sleeves were rolled up, revealing a small section of skin on her wrists.

The skin is like clotted fat, the hands are like soft, and the white is dazzling.

The white skin shook in front of Wen Zhuqing's eyes, he was stunned, opened his eyes, clenched the tofu in his hand, and continued to listen to her say the subtleties of tofu.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't notice Wen Zhuqing's movements, she only felt that the fire in the house was getting hotter and hotter, she unconsciously fanned it twice with her hand, and she couldn't see the heat, so she pulled her sleeves up again.

was already white and dazzling, but now it was up and down, which made Wen Zhuqing a little overwhelmed for a while, he stood up straight and tried to move to the side again, his mind was very dizzy, as if he was drunk.

After Xu Yourong finished drinking, she saw that he was almost standing against the wall, she was stunned, and said, "Zhuqing, this place is quite spacious, just come and sit." ”

As she spoke, she patted the vacant seat on the kang, "This kang is big, and a few more people can sit here." ”

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as he said it, the whiteness appeared in front of Wen Zhuqing's eyes again, shaking his hands and feet weak, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

He unconsciously pinched the oiled paper wrapped in tofu, lowered his eyes, and covered the red on his face, "Auntie, no need, I'm a little hot, stand by the wall and breathe." ”

Seeing that he said this, Xu Yourong didn't force it, she looked around left and right to feel the temperature, and then replied with a smile: "Indeed, the charcoal in the house is indeed too hot, I will remove some in a while." ”

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, and echoed with a fan in his hand: "Indeed, I think too." ”

The familiar voice poured into his ears, and Wen Zhuqing's eyes appeared in front of Fang Cai's dazzling whiteness again, he was silent, trying to suppress the heat that was constantly rising in the depths of his body, and muttered:

"Auntie, there is something else at home, I'll go back first, thank you for your soy milk and tofu, I just want to go out, I'll take some of this charcoal by the way."

Jiang Zhimiao originally felt hot, but when she heard Wen Zhuqing say it at this time, she smiled and nodded, "That's okay, you can take some out, thank you." ”

Wen Zhuqing hung his head, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then hurriedly went out with charcoal and tofu.

The three children stick together on weekdays, and when they saw Wen Zhuqing go back, Jing Ming raised his head from the bowl and hurriedly shouted to his disappearing back: "Brother, I won't go back to eat if I go back and talk to my father and mother about lunch." ”

"I see." After a response came from outside the house, he only heard his panicked footsteps.

Jiang Zhimiao had told Yu Shui about the tofu in advance, maybe there were five taels of silver in front, but after she said the tofu, he didn't react, so he responded directly.

She has already given birth to the bean sprouts, and now they have been stored in the room where the tofu is kept, so she just waits for the two days to pass and just make it.

As for the vegetables in the greenhouse room. Jiang Zhimiao originally wanted to grow some beans and tomatoes, but when she thought that tomatoes were not available in this dynasty, she stopped thinking about it and planted greens and spinach.

These two dishes are the most suitable in winter, not to mention that these are all existing in this dynasty, even if she takes it out, she won't attract many people's eyes, let alone suspicion.

If someone asks, she just says that she grows it at home, as long as others see the vegetables in her greenhouse, she will not be suspicious of any dishes in the future.

These days, she is running at both ends of the space, although she is busy hitting the back of her head, but fortunately, things on both sides have not gone wrong.

The baa sheep and the humming cow have grown to fifty catties after her care day and night, Jiang Zhimiao can see them every day but she doesn't feel anything, or she bought a scale before she knew that they had grown to fifty catties.

She estimated that this group of cattle and sheep belonged to a fast-growing breed, and ordinary cattle and sheep would not grow to fifty catties in just ten days, no matter how they were fed, and when they were just weighed, she was startled.

Jiang Zhimiao has always felt that the green grass seeds are a good thing, so when they are gone, they will be sprinkled into the ground, and they will grow full in three quarters of an hour, saving her the effort of finding grass.

Because the cattle and sheep are accustomed to defecating in the open, she can only mow the grass every day to feed after being locked in the pen.