A man travels through time and becomes a widow, only wanting to pursue a career

The lard was finished and the ribs were marinated in place. Chen Changsheng put some lard in the pot and began to cook the ribs. After they were colored, he added seasonings and simmered.

There was a "gurgling" sound from the pot, and the pork ribs were stewed with fragrance. When I poked them with chopsticks, they were soft and tender.

The noodles were also cooked, and five bowls were filled with hand-rolled noodles. A few pieces of ribs were added to the noodles, and the soup was poured over them. The five Chen family members, mother and son, had one bowl each, and they ate with their heads down.

"My mother, your craftsmanship is so good." Chen Dafu sighed again.

He wants to learn my mother's craft, he must learn it, and the position of the family's chef must be his.

The scent spread to Aunt Ma's house next door. Ma Dongmei kept sniffing in the house, "Mom, what delicious food is Sixi's family eating? Why does it smell so good?"

Tiedan also echoed, "I ate rice noodles a few days ago, and today I ate something delicious. I seemed to smell the aroma of lard just now. Has the Sixi family made a fortune?"

Aunt Ma also wanted to say this. The eldest sister-in-law of the Chen family paid her five cents yesterday to make the bamboo sticks. Five cents was almost as much as half a day's wages for a woman in the village.

She asked Dongmei to go out and inquire about the situation. Dongmei was eager to do so and jumped out.

Dongmei called Chen Sixi through the fence and asked what delicious food Sixi was eating. Chen Sixi's mouth was dripping with oil, "My mother bought the ribs in the city. They are delicious. You can try one."

Chen Sixi gave Dongmei a small piece. It was not that Sixi was very generous. The main reason was that the two girls were about the same age and often played together. Dongmei would always give her some delicious food.

Dongmei ran back to the house holding the small piece of ribs, and quickly told Aunt Ma and Brother Tiedan.

The Chen family's life is really getting better these days. They have rice, noodles, pork, and ribs again.

When it comes to envy, Aunt Ma is definitely envious, but more importantly, she is pleased. She is a soft-hearted woman and knows how difficult it is for a widow to raise four children.

After dinner, the children continued to work under the moonlight. Chen Dafu started grinding the soy milk before the meal, and he has only finished grinding one ounce until now. The pestle and mortar were really awkward, and the jaws of both of his hands were a bit bruised. It hurts.

It would be nice to have a stone mill, which is convenient and fast, but my family is poor and does not have that item.

Chen Changsheng was counting the money in the past few days in the room. I have more than fourteen taels in my account, I have spent nearly two dozen taels on seasonings and clothes, and I still have twelve taels in my hand.

Fifty bowls of Shuangkou Dipicai are served a day. After taking into account the cost, the daily profit is one tael of silver. If everything goes well, it will be thirty taels of silver a month.

It's not safe to keep so much money on her body every day, and she's even more worried about keeping it at home. As for the gate to her yard, a strong adult man could knock it down with one kick, and the main door only had a broken lock.

Gotta find a place to hide.

Chen Changsheng remembered that the virtual bracelet had a storage function, and it cost two thousand taels of silver to activate this function. Where could he get so much money?

Just as I was having a headache, Aunt Ma's voice sounded in the yard, "Sister-in-law of the Chen family, would you like to talk for a while?"

Chen Changsheng put the money in the cupboard of the house, closed the cupboard door and went out.

Aunt Ma was holding a basket and smiled, "Sister-in-law, I heard that Erlu kid said that your family is harvesting ground vegetables. My Dongmei and Tiedan also went to the mountains early in the morning to pick up a few kilograms and came back. They said they would exchange them for a few kilograms. I can buy candied haws for a sum of money. I don’t know if I still charge it now?”

Chen Changsheng, "It's one penny per catty. Aunt Ma probably has three catties here. I'll get the money for you. Erlu, pick up the vegetables from your Aunt Ma's land and wash them together later."

After saying that, she went into the house and took out three pennies and gave them to Aunt Ma.

Aunt Ma accepted the money with a smile on her face. Before she came, she saw two big baskets of vegetables in the Chen family's yard and thought she didn't need the few kilograms of vegetables.

Looking back, Aunt Ma saw Chen Dafu using a pestle and mortar. She asked with some concern, "Did Dafu's leg hurt again? I saw him pounding medicine there."

Chen Changsheng explained, "That kid is not pounding medicine. I have soaked a pound of soybeans and want to grind them into soy milk. I don't have a stone mill at home, so I can only use a pestle and mortar. It can be used, but it is more laborious and laborious. .”

Aunt Ma clapped her hands and said cheerfully, "If you want a stone mill, tell me. I have one at home, but it's too heavy. Ask Erlu to help me and I'll move it for you."

If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.

Aunt Ma helped Chen Changsheng solve a big problem.

Chen Erlu shook off the water on his hands and followed Aunt Ma. After a while, the two of them struggled to carry a stone mill from the house and headed to Chen's house.

With the stone mill, Chen Dafu can grind soybeans much faster. Pour a bowl of soybeans into the hole in the middle of the millstone, then slowly turn the pusher, and the soy milk will be squeezed out in spurts.

The problem of making soy milk is solved, now we need to solve another problem, making the soy milk take shape. But this is not a problem for Chen Changsheng, she has a bracelet.

Lactone is the key material for making tofu.

The "lactone tofu brain for home use" in the bracelet is really cheap. A small pack of three grams of lactone only costs a penny. Chen Changsheng scrolled down further and found that there are more cost-effective packages.

Twenty packs of three grams of lactone cost only eight cents, and the store also gave away an electronic tutorial and a piece of filter cloth.

Chen Changsheng decisively added to the shopping cart and submitted the order. After a "beep" sound, a package appeared on the bed.

outside the house.

Chen Dafu ground all the beans. One hundred fifty grams of soybeans are mixed with one thousand five hundred grams of water. Chen Changsheng soaked half a kilogram of soybeans, which required almost two thousand five hundred milliliters of water. Together with the bean dregs, the ground soy milk was estimated to weigh five kilograms.

Then came the filtering step, and the filter cloth provided by the store came in handy.

Chen Changsheng took out a clean, white and fine filter cloth. Dafu couldn't help saying at the side, "Mom, it's a pity that such good material is used for washing beans. Why don't you use my clothes? I can wash them after you use them. Keep wearing it.”

Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes. Even if the clothes on her eldest son's body, whose original color could not be discerned, were used as rags for her, she would hate it.

She explained to Chen Dafu earnestly and thoughtfully, "Mom wants to use these beans for food, and the food must be clean and hygienic. Didn't Mom say that we should prevent diseases from entering through the mouth?"

Look at your clothes, how tattered they are, dusty and sweaty. If people knew that what they were eating was made of this fabric, do you think they would still buy it? "

Chen Dafu looked down at his clothes. They were full of pudding, threads everywhere, and smelled of sweat. He felt a little disgusted.

He scratched his head, blushed and laughed naively, "It's a bit stinky. Mom was right, the child is stupid."

Chen Changsheng asked Dafu to wash his hands and help him. She was responsible for holding open the filter cloth, and the eldest son was responsible for slowly pouring the soy milk. The filter cloth was fine and the soy milk was filtered very thoroughly. After pouring it back and forth several times, more than four kilograms of soy milk was finally filtered out.

Of course, the remaining bean dregs are not thrown away. Mix some flour and make bean dregs pancakes, which can also be a filling meal.