After wearing the book, she got the wrong script

Chapter 156
What about that nursery rhyme?

23, Sacrifice to the Stove Official; 24, House Cleaning Day; 25, Grinding Tofu; 26, Stewed Pork; 27, Killing a Chicken; 28, Posting New Year Pictures; Pouting his buttocks and making a bow indiscriminately.

It's a pity that these only exist in the lyrics of nursery rhymes. In the modern fast-paced society of steel and concrete, they are no longer practical. Now it is different. Bai Fu feels that everything can be tried on a whim.

He asked Mathematics to buy a lot of drawing paper for Lord Stove. On the 23rd, he pasted up his home and several shops, and brought everyone to worship and burn incense in a decent manner.

Because the original customs in Bailu Town were not the same, Bai Fu smiled and said that it was the custom of his hometown when asked by everyone.

When it was 24, Aunt Le refused to agree with him to sweep the house by himself, and only asked her to wave a new broom at the gate a few times symbolically.

Aunt Le didn't stop the grinding of tofu, because the eldest daughter-in-law's family had a ready-made tofu workshop, and Aunt Le asked her son-in-law Li Shan to lead Bai Fu to the tofu workshop to have a look.

Li Shan's tofu shop is just behind his house, and the small yard is full of tools needed to make tofu.

I heard that the nobles in the village are coming to visit my tofu workshop. Although Li Shan's father and mother don't know what is worth seeing in the tofu workshop, they still tidy up the workshop in advance.

Seeing his son bring in a fair and handsome young man and two well-dressed children, Li Shan's father greeted him somewhat cautiously, and then pulled Li Shanniang back to the side.

Although Da Ya has been working in the Detian Pavilion restaurant, and often mentions Mr. Bai when he returns home, Li Shan has only met Bai Fu twice. The first time was when Bai Fu came back from the north, and he went to deliver tofu to the shop. , were left to eat and drink together.

At the banquet, he heard Mr. Bai vividly talk about what he had seen and heard along the way. He knew that Mr. Bai was really a person who didn't care about details and the rules of master and servant, so even though it was only the second meeting today, he didn't feel too restrained.

"Master, do you really want to grind tofu yourself?" Li Shan asked after entering the workshop, bringing a pot of soaked soybeans.

Bai Fu was looking at the tofu workshop curiously, when he heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and looked over, "It's all here, so naturally I have to grind it myself."

Li Shan grinned, handed over a ladle, pointed to the small hole in the stone mill, "Pour some beans here", and pointed to the wooden handle, "Push this around and it will do."

Xiaoliang and Xiaosi also came to join in the fun and help push the mill.

Hearing the sound of playing in their own mill, Li Shan's father and mother glanced at each other.

You really can't figure out the mind of the nobleman, and you can still laugh like this while working.

The dinner at Bai Fu's house this day is all kinds of tofu dishes.

But it's not the fruits of their labor today, what they do has to be processed, which delays others' whole day's work, so Bai Fu bought all the tofu in the workshop and distributed some to the neighbors, and all the more Take it home and ask Aunt Le to cook.

"Master, I know that your tofu is not easy to sell, so I'm taking care of your business."

Aunt Le was busy in the kitchen while chatting with Da Ya, Da Ya thought the same way, turned her head to look at Bai Fu who was writing couplets with Xiao Liang and Xiao Si in the yard, and smiled, "Xiao Si'er read that right. , Mr. Bai is the nobleman of our family."

Thinking of the feedback from today's guests, I feel a little worried, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law are getting older, and the tofu is not as good as before. Today, the guest said that the tofu is not as tender as before."

Aunt Le pondered for a moment, "Have you mentioned this to Young Master?"

Da Ya was a little hesitant, Bai Fu usually didn't care too much about the food shop, and left it to her to take full responsibility, because today was the first time a customer said so, she wondered if the beans were not good this time, and wanted to go back and ask her in-laws See if it can be improved, so I haven't told Bai Fu yet.

Hearing what her daughter said, Aunt Le also thought it would be better to go back and ask first, but--
"In case the craftsmanship is really bad, you should tell your son as soon as possible that whether to sell tofu is a small matter, but the signboard of Detian Pavilion is smashed is a big matter."

Da Ya nodded.

All the ingredients in Detiange Food Shop are of the highest quality. Mr. Bai thought it was good after eating tofu from his in-laws, so he kept buying his in-laws' tofu. If there is a problem, she can't just say it because it's from her own.

Although there are a few scholars around, Bai Fu still insists on pasting the couplets he wrote on the door of her own house.

"Yingying, swallows, swallows, greens, greens, reds, and reds are in harmony everywhere, rain, rain, wind, wind, flowers and leaves, year after year, year after year, and day and night, and the horizontal comment: How is the harmony between day and night?"

Bai Fu watched Bagh climb the ladder to post couplets with a satisfied face, and asked Luo Jin beside him.

Luo Jin read it again softly, sighing in his heart that it was fortunate that there were no typos this time, nodded and said: "Xiaobai's writing is very good."

Bai Fu was very happy, "I think it should be rated as good at least."

This is written by a great talent. In her previous life, she posted such a couplet for her family, and it feels very festive.

"Yes, better than me."

Luo Jin smiled and said, his calligraphy is not bad, but his poems are not as good as he wants. To be honest, Bai Fu's couplet is a bit beyond his expectation.

Bai Fu was so pleased with the compliment, he picked up the pen again, "I think of another couple, let's write it and post it at the gate."

Passing by the gate of Baifu, Mr. Fei stopped and looked at the brand new couplet at the door. A Li followed behind with a large box and a small box of gifts. Seeing Mr. Fei stop, he was a little puzzled, and followed his gaze.

"The old age is prosperous, the family is rich, and everyone is happy when they meet their age." He read aloud, savored it, nodded and said: "These Spring Festival couplets are festive, just words."

As soon as the words were finished, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Xiao Si ran out, seeing her father smiling at the door, "Daddy is back! Is grandma here?"

Mr. Fei led Xiao Si to the house, "The housekeeper is here today, and grandma will be there in two days."

Thinking of seeing grandma soon, Xiaosi's eyes crooked with a smile, she jumped up and down and cheered, "Great! I will see grandma soon!"

Naturally, the slaughter of pigs and sheep is indispensable during the Chinese New Year. This is a major event in the village every year.

A bunch of pigs tied with streaky poles and tied with red silk were carried by strong men to a slaughterhouse surrounded by villagers.

Five men pressed a big white and fat pig on the bench, one held its legs, another supported its hips, one stabilized its body, one pulled its ears, and one held its head and held a knife.

With a knife down, the pig made a cry of struggle.

Xiaosi screamed in fright and covered her eyes.

The strong man with the knife was not frightened by the pig's cry, but was frightened by the little girl's shrill cry. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Bai Fu and his party, a little at a loss and said:
"Killing a pig is very scary, why don't you guys stand a little farther away?"

This remark caused a group of children to roar with laughter. Several children yelled loudly that I am not afraid.

"I used to be scared. The first time I watched a pig slaughter, I had nightmares for days, but I'm not afraid now."

The person who spoke was a child who was smaller than Xiao Si, the eldest grandson of the village head's family, Xiao Qi. The little guy looked at Xiao Si seriously, "You are afraid to go to the back, don't block me in the front."

When Little Luobotou said this, Xiao Si immediately felt uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to take off her hand, so she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to pull Bai Fu, "Xiaobai Xiaobai, this place smells so bad, let's not look at it. "

Bai Fu patted Xiao Si's hand reassuringly, but his eyes were still fixed on the nimble movements of the strong men, "I'll watch for a while and let Xiao Liang accompany you around."

The method of killing pigs here is different from that in Taohuawu, Xiao Liang wanted to see it again, but seeing Xiao Si was really frightened, so he had to give up and drag Xiao Si a little further away.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

After passing through the crowd and walking a little further, Xiao Liang said.

Xiaosi opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Bai Fu who was still at the farthest end of the crowd, pouted her mouth and complained, "Why does a girl like Xiaobai like to watch this kind of thing?"

Not many women from the village came.

"Xiaobai said that only in this way can the taste of years come." Xiaoliang said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, there was an exclamation from the crowd over there. It was a pig whose intestines had been ripped open. Some people who couldn't bear it covered their eyes and noses, but no one left. Those who were not afraid stared wide-eyed, thinking about today while watching. How much meat can be allocated at home.

Bai Fu bought half of today's pigs, and said that he would like to thank the villagers for taking care of them during these days. Every household in the village has a share, but everyone was very happy.

Although most of the men in the village are good at hunting, they can bring back some game from time to time for the children in the family to taste meat, but most of the game is meat, and it doesn’t taste as soft as big white pig.

Bai Fu asked Bage to lead someone to collect the pig's small intestines, and walked to the well to demonstrate how to wash them himself.

"Where do you men do this?"

A stout village woman in her 30s watched for a while, and saw the men clumsy one by one, leading a few women of the same age to come forward, "Let us women come."

The son said that he would distribute meat to every household in the village, so they would have the nerve to see the nobles busy and idle.

Bai Fu had no choice but to demonstrate again.

"Use scissors to cut off the white part," she said, pointing to the outside of the intestine, "then use chopsticks to turn the inside out of the small intestine, and then use the other hand to remove the dirt on the inner wall, and finally add flour and knead, change the water, Drop sesame oil, rub it with your hands continuously, wash it three times, and then soak it in rice wine. "

I heard that flour, sesame oil and rice wine should be used, and the women were stunned.

"Young master, this is too wasteful."

The thick village woman clicked her tongue and said, they usually eat it after washing it with water a few times, and add more sauce to cover up the taste. There is no such thing as paying attention to eating cheap pig offal.

Bai Fu smiled: "These are of great use to me, I can't do without washing them."

While the women were washing, Bai Fu asked Xiao Liang and Xiao Si to find a lot of wheat straw and thread. Xiao Liang and Xiao Si had just returned, and the women had finished washing.

Bai Fu taught them to tie one end of the intestines with a thin thread, point the wheat straw to the other end, blow air, and the pig's small intestine instantly swelled up like a balloon, and then tied the other end, "Blow these up, tie them up, Then let it dry for two days."

The women stared dumbfounded.

This young man looked so delicate and handsome, he felt like he could run from the village head to the village tail as soon as the wind blew, but he didn't expect to be really good at doing things.
Thinking of the excrement washed out just now, the women were still a little bit hesitant to say it, but the nobles have already said it, so what else should they pay attention to?
So I no longer hesitate to look at me and look at you, one by one I pick up the straw and blow it up
Before the sky completely darkened, Bagh and a few villagers returned home with a shoulder pole full of small intestine balloons. Seeing their posture, Aunt Le was very confused, "I didn't go to see the slaughter of pigs, what is this all about?"

Xiao Liang had already asked, and seeing Bai Fu went back to the house to take a shower, he explained for her:
"Xiaobai said that he wanted to make a kind of hometown cured meat called sausage. After two days, it will be dried and filled with pork."

Da Ya knew that Mr. Bai liked to toss up some new food, so she didn't ask any more questions, and took Bag to the empty yard to resettle.

When Bai Fu came out with a fresh smell of blood after washing, the dinner at home was ready, and she didn't feel hungry after a busy day outside. sugar.

“Why do I still feel the smell”

Bai Fu is more sensitive to smells, so she rolled up her sleeves and sniffed it. She had just changed into a pair of clothes, so it should not smell bad, but she always felt that there was a vague smell somewhere.

Xiao Liang subconsciously also smelled himself, fearing that his nose was not working well, he asked Luo Jin to smell it, "I also took a bath, it must not be me."

And the smell was inexplicably familiar, she moved her nose, got up and followed the smell.

Da Ya Aunt Le insisted not to eat at the same table with them. Right now, she was tidying up in the kitchen when Bai Fu walked in, "Da Ya, I seem to smell something strange."

Auntie Le was taken aback.

They probably got used to staying in the stove for a long time, so they didn't think there was a strange smell, but they still looked around and sniffed a few times, "It's the smell of oily smoke from the stove."

Bai Fu shook his head, and continued to search in the kitchen.

Considering the large number of people in the family, the Baifu kitchen was made relatively large, with three large stoves for steaming rice and cooking, two small stoves for making soup and sweet soup, and a large oven for making pastries.

On the other side is a whole kitchen cage made of wood. The kitchen cage is divided into three areas, one for bowls and chopsticks, one for cooked food, and one for fruits, vegetables and meat to be used that day.

Bai Fu stopped in front of the kitchen cage where cooked food was placed, and opened it to look. Inside were steamed buns, pastries and pancakes, as well as some dried meat and pickles, which were always prepared for Bagh’s little four. His eyes scanned around, and finally stopped on a food box.

It seemed to be the food box they brought back from the Lishan Tofu Workshop that day. When Bai Fu took it out, the familiar smell hit his face before the lid was opened.

Auntie Le came over, and now they could smell it too.

Because they don't open the cooked food cage very often, they really didn't notice this. Just as they were about to ask if something was broken, they heard Mr. Bai let out an ah in surprise.

"Tofu curd!" Bai Fu exclaimed in surprise.

Da Ya laughed.

"My lord, this is not fermented tofu, it's just that the tofu has been spoiled after a long time."

Daye Kingdom already has fermented bean curd. Although Daye doesn't know how to make it, Li Shan said that there is a workshop in the west of the town that uses secret recipes handed down from ancestors to make this and sell it to the poor.

No, Bai Fu was a little disappointed. She had eaten fermented bean curd in modern times, and she liked it quite a bit. I wonder if she was hooked by the taste, and she suddenly wanted to eat another dark dish.

"Da Ya, do you have any fresh tofu at home?" she asked.

The big girl shook her head, "The tofu in my workshop has not been very good these days, I didn't buy it, and it hasn't arrived yet from a shop outside."

"What's wrong with the tofu in your workshop?" Bai Fu was puzzled, the last time it tasted quite to her liking.

Da Ya told the guest about the fact that Li Shan's tofu was not tender enough.

"I asked my parents-in-law to find a way to improve the prescription. If it still doesn't work, I can only ask an outside shop to deliver it."

Seeing Da Ya think so much about Detian Pavilion, Bai Fu felt very relieved--
She saw Xiaosi'er's family right at the beginning.

After thinking about it:

"Tofu is not as good as tender. I suddenly thought of a dish that is suitable for making with your tofu. Let's try it now."

(End of this chapter)