The Princess of Northern Land

So she followed Lin Ziyin into the kitchen appointedly.

Making salt brine is a technical job. Ancient salt contained impurities, which made it bitter and salty. Lin Ziyin boiled it first to remove impurities, and finally made the brine. Seeing Lin Zige almost going crazy during the whole process, she didn't understand why Lin Ziyin was competing with Yanba all afternoon.

So much firewood was wasted.

But Lin Zige couldn't say a word of blame.

In the busyness, time passed quickly. By the time Lin Changshu and others came back, the brine had already been cooked.

Lin Zige found an opportunity to secretly tell Lin Changshu and the others that Lin Ziyin had been abnormal all afternoon.

"It's just a waste of firewood, so let her go." Ever since Lin Ziyin went up the mountain and hurt her head, Lin Changshu felt guilty towards her. Even Guo Huiniang felt this kind of guilt. Therefore, Lin Ziyin's request was given with a conniving attitude.

The idea of ​​eldest brother and eldest sister-in-law is deeply rooted in this couple.

The meal in the evening was still the same sorghum pancakes and bean paste, which made Lin Ziyin feel quite uncomfortable.

"Brother, you have to get up early tomorrow morning and help me grind beans in the middle of the night, okay?" Lin Ziyin put down his rice bowl and spoke with some embarrassment.

She knew that Lin Changshu must be exhausted after working in the fields all day. It was a bit unkind for her to make such a request.

But her body is still very weak now, and grinding is a strenuous job, so she really can't do it for the time being.

"Okay." Lin Changshu answered readily.

"Grandpa, don't collect firewood tomorrow morning. I want to go to the temple with you." Lin Ziyin added.

"Then I'll collect firewood early. In the afternoon, you can follow me to the temple." Mr. Lin replied with a tired look on his face.

"No, I have to go there in the morning." Lin Ziyin said coquettishly.

"Okay then." The old man glanced at her head, "By the way, ask the master to take a look at it for you."

"Second sister, I want to go too." Lin Changting interrupted.

"Go." Lin Yanzhi also shouted.

"Children stay at home." Lin Changshu spoke as a parent.

Then the two younger ones stopped talking.

"Don't worry, wait until I come back to buy you food." Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

Lin Yanzhi was delighted when he heard this, but the others thought that Lin Ziyin was just coaxing the child. After all, the family has no spare money at all.

"Sister, you have to call me in the middle of the night, and you have to get up with me to help. We can't waste time." Lin Ziyin said with his eyes closed.

"Oh." Lin Zige agreed, looking at the sleeping person in the dark night.

Since this sister hurt her head, her temperament and behavior have changed a lot. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing?

With something on his mind, Lin Ziyin woke up early as expected.

"Sister, it's time to get up." She pushed Lin Zige beside her. So Lin Zi's fans also got up in a daze.

After Lin Ziyin simply washed up, he went to the kitchen and found that his elder brother and sister-in-law had ground the beans into soy milk.

"Thank you, brother." Lin Ziyin said with a smile, and then called to Lin Zige, "Sister, light the fire. By the way, sister-in-law, come over and watch some, don't let the pot get burnt."

Guo Huiniang quickly agreed, and she first put the soy milk into a cloth bag and squeezed out the liquid. After a while, the soy milk came out. Lin Changshu saw it and quietly pulled Lin Ziyin to the side. He took Lin Ziyin's job.

Lin Ziyin breathed a long sigh of relief. It didn't matter that her body didn't have much strength at all. Lin Changshu was used to farm work, so he had enough strength. If he was strong, he would squeeze out more soy milk.

Making tofu in ancient times did not have as many advanced equipment as modern ones, and all relied on manual labor. During the cooking process of soy milk, it is actually very easy to burn the bottom of the pot. The tofu made in this way has a mushy taste and is not edible at all. Therefore, the process of making tofu is very busy and cannot be careless at all.

"This step is called mashing. It is very important. If you add more, the tofu will be old and have a peculiar smell when you eat it. If it is less, the tofu will not taste good and it will not be formed yet." Lin Ziyin has no plans for the future. I have been doing this job for a long time, so I started to teach Guo Huiniang step by step.

Guo Huiniang and Lin Zige had long been stunned by the series of changes in the soy milk. Even Lin Changshu was standing by the pot with a serious face and watching carefully.