"It's really made with beans, why does it taste so weird?" Mrs. Xie asked this for the second time, and she was really surprised.

The texture and taste of this snack was so peculiar that not only did it not smell like a bean at all, but it melted in her mouth, as if it had slipped into her throat.

Not only is the taste excellent, but even the appearance is very good-looking, if she hadn't learned from Ziyun's mouth early on that it was made of beans, Mrs. Xie would have thought that it was made of milk.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect beans to make something so interesting." Mrs. Xie's appetite was rarely aroused, "A few of you also come over to taste it, such a good food, I can't enjoy it alone." ”

Mrs. Xie's maid took out a few more spoons from the food box and handed them to the people around her, but when she saw her little master, the maid was a little undecided.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xie took the spoon and beckoned to her son: "Ah Cheng, you can try it too?" ”

Xie Cheng turned his head away, and his tone was disdainful: "This thing is sweet and greasy when you look at it, I don't like to eat it." ”

Mrs. Xie secretly rolled her eyes, she knew that her son's stubborn donkey temper was another offense, and she didn't bother to care, she finally refused this small dish, and it was he who suffered.

The ladies in the house have tasted tofu brain, and they are all very curious. After all, it is surprising that such hard beans can make such soft and delicious food.

The medicine woman even sighed: "I heard that this dish was thought of by the master of Zhuangzi, but I didn't expect that young lady to have such knowledge. ”

"Hmph, isn't it true that she came up with it, there are many examples of those who robbed the servants of their merits on themselves." When Xie Cheng heard this, he ridiculed again.

He now not only hated Su Hengyu's previous evil deeds, but also remembered his resentment against her for being scolded by his mother.

Mrs. Xie didn't bother to listen to his nonsense: "You go out quickly, you have a headache when you see me." ”

Xie Cheng pursed his lips and was very unhappy, but his mother was indeed tired today, so he had to obediently walk out of the house to leave time for Mrs. Xie to rest.

Fortunately, Mama Qin has already asked people to clean up another room, although it is not as complete as the room where Mrs. Xie lives, but in Xie Cheng's opinion, it is already very good.

He thanked Mama Qin and moved in with his little servant.

The night passed quietly.

When Su Hengyu woke up on the second day and finished washing under Ziyun's service, Mama Qin said in a timely manner: "The mother and son we took in yesterday left early this morning, and it was the people from their house who came to find them, and they also specially left a name post, saying that they will come to thank you for saving your life in the future." ”

Su Hengyu took the name post, and the name of General Weiyuan's Mansion was written on it, which could be regarded as exposing the identity of the Xie family to her without reservation.

"A life-saving grace? This is a bit heavy, if there is a thank you gift from General Weiyuan's Mansion in the future, Mama, you will look at it. People say that it is polite to say a little, if we really think of ourselves as other people's life-saving benefactors, then we don't know how to lift. ”

Mama Qin nodded with a smile, very pleased with Su Hengyu's decision.

She knew that this eldest lady was not the short-sighted person as rumored.

Breakfast was a soup dumpling made by Ru Jun, after she learned the recipe from Su Hengyu, she changed it in her own way, and the taste was many times better than Su Hengyu imagined.

It had been a long time since breakfast was eaten, and Steward Song, who was in charge of all kinds of money expenses in Zhuangzi, finally came to the door.

The full name of the Song steward is Song Zhien, which is taken from the word "Zhi'en Tubao". When he was a child, his family was quite wealthy, and he also had the talent to read. If it weren't for the fact that his family was in the middle of the road later, and both parents were seriously ill, he would not have been sold into slavery.

Because the former Marquis Zhongyong helped him in his most difficult time and hired a doctor for his parents, Song Zhien has been working for Marquis Zhongyong.

However, the current Marquis Zhongyong, who is Su Hengyu's father, did not like this overly shrewd middle-aged man very much, so after he took over the title, he sent Song Zhien to Zhuangzi.

Although the Marquis of Zhongyong didn't like him, Su Hengyu took a fancy to this shrewd steward.

From the first day when he came to Zhuangzi and saw those account books, Su Hengyu discovered Song Zhien's specialness.

But all the accounts that passed through his hands were very clear, and the source of each transaction was clearly marked.

Even if this Zhuangzi is no longer valued by the Hou Mansion, and no one has checked the accounts for many years, Song Zhien is not greedy or hidden, so clean that Su Hengyu is surprised.

Therefore, after Su Hengyu took over the affairs of Zhuangzi, not only did he not take back Song Zhien's power, but expanded the content of his control.

"I've seen the master, I don't know what the master called me for?" After Qiao Meng's previous summons, the other stewards in Zhuangzi were somewhat clear about Su Hengyu's temperament, and they didn't call themselves slaves in front of her.

Su Hengyu pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "This is a new dish we discovered yesterday, called tofu." I asked Ru Jun to make a tofu banquet today, please come and try it. ”

Looking in the direction indicated by Su Hengyu, Song Zhien really saw a table of dishes that he had never seen before.

In fact, he smelled the aroma of the food inside as soon as he entered the door, originally Song Zhien thought that Su Hengyu was having lunch and didn't want to disturb him at this time, but who expected Ziyun to urge him to enter the door as soon as he saw him, saying that Su Hengyu had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Try it, this banquet was specially set up by me for Steward Song." Su Hengyu said.

The master has said that this is the case, and Song Zhien is naturally not good to refuse.

He carefully chose a place where he couldn't go wrong, and then tasted all the dishes on the table in Ziyun's introduction.

Because it was the first time to use tofu to cook, even though Su Hengyu gave a lot of recipes, Ru Jun only made a few dishes that she was good at, namely: minced meat tofu, crispy tofu, fish-flavored tofu, tofu balls and fish head tofu pot.

The fish here is still produced in our own Zhuangzi, and there is no fishy smell at all, and the taste is delicious.

Song Zhien tasted the dishes one by one, and drank a bowl of fish head tofu soup, the cold on his body was immediately dispelled, and his whole body warmed up with this bowl of soup.

After putting down the chopsticks, Song Zhien asked, "The master specially asked me to taste this tofu feast, do you want to use this tofu to do a business?" ”

"Yes, Steward Song is keen. I wonder if you think this business can be done? If I can do it, I will let people set up a shop in the capital. Su Hengyu saw that he understood what he meant, so he spoke directly.

Song Zhien said: "What can be done is what can be done, I have never heard of this tofu, and it is a new dish developed by the master himself." Just one word 'odd' is all in our house. It's just that you can't open your own shop. ”