Nongmen shrew: Farming with cubs is spoiled by rough men

Liniang like this made her feel a little abnormal.

She was a little worried about her.

Then he stepped forward and gently took her hand: "Don't worry, take your time, there will be beans this year, and there will be next year, and the days will be better in the future, not to mention the whole capital city, even the imperial palace, will eat you. tofu."

Liniang's mood gradually stabilized, she stared blankly at those beans, finally smiled, tears streaming down slowly.

"Yes, in the future, the entire capital and even the imperial palace will eat my tofu. They will call me Tofu Xishi. Madam, look at me, am I much older?"

Qin Zhiyi looked at her carefully. When she first arrived in Biancheng, she was busy, healthy and beautiful because she started the tofu business again.

But when something like this happened to Qin Ping'an, she seemed to have aged a lot overnight.

Even now, the whole person is full of decadence, and even speaking she feels a little nervous.

"No, it's just that the skin is a bit rough. It's not a problem. I'll give you some pearl powder later, and then mix it with egg whites and honey. Apply it on your face. Your skin will get better in two days."

After hearing her words, Liniang quickly touched her face: "It seems to be true, it's a little rough when I touch it, thank you for your love."

The two of them chatted some homely things again, and after the beans were soaked, Liniang could grind tofu with her.

Put the soaked beans into the nest of the stone mill, and then push the mill, maybe because she has not done physical work for a long time, she can't push it a little.

Fortunately, Liniang was with her, and the two of them pushed the stone mill. After a while, the milky white soybean milk was ground out.

Yingchun, who was watching this scene, also laughed at this moment: "Yes, there is soy milk!"

The rest of the people also looked at this scene in surprise, and saw that the basin supported below was ground into a basin, until finally a basin full of soy milk was ground.

Next to it was a stove that Liniang had already built. Several eunuchs lifted up a plate of soybean milk and poured it all into the big pot. Liniang couldn't wait to set up firewood to cook.

Qin Zhiyi looked at the fire on Liniang's face, and felt that the woman in front of her had found her hope of survival again.

This thing also becomes meaningful.

The wood-fired stove burned quickly, and a large pot of soy milk was boiled in a short while.

Liniang turned to her and said, "Madam, do you drink soy milk? I have sugar at home. The white soy milk is sweetened with sugar. It's delicious."

"Okay."

She smiled and said that Liniang had found a clean bowl, put sugar in it, poured a stick of soy milk into it, and stirred it with a spoon, even she could smell the aroma of soy milk.

"Try it, the soy milk we grind is delicate and mellow, it's delicious."

She responded, then picked up the bowl and took a sip, a mellow taste instantly filled her mouth.

After coming to the capital for so long, she really hadn't had soy milk, so she didn't hesitate to praise herself, and said to Liniang: "Not bad, it's really delicious."

"Do you still eat tofu nao? If you want to eat it, I will save a bowl for you when I order tofu later."

She hurriedly smiled and refused: "No, no, I can't eat any more. I'm already full after drinking this bowl of soy milk."

"Then I'll order tofu."

"Well, you can order."

Pour the prepared slurry water into the boiled soybean milk, and stir it with a spoon, and the soybean milk inside will change soon.

The soy milk, which was originally thick and mellow, immediately formed lumps after being poured into the slurry water.

When the inside was almost finished, Qin Zhiyi called a few maids to help, and supported it with gauze, while Liniang scooped up the tofu lumps formed in the pot and scooped them into the gauze.

When the tofu in the gauze is almost ready, put them on the board, tie a knot in the gauze, cover it with a wooden board, and press it with a big stone.

The tofu cubes that come out are pressed dry, and the tofu is ready.

After finishing all this, I made three boards of tofu.

Liniang wiped the sweat off her head with her sleeve. At this moment, she was wearing a skirt and an apron, and her hair was no longer a beaded hairpin, but tied with a scarf.

Such a scene is completely dressed like a village woman.

But even so, it didn't hide her beauty at all, but made her even more charming.

Qin Zhiyi smiled and asked her: "Miss Boss, can you sell all these tofu to me? There are many people in the palace, and I want them all to try it too."

Liniang smiled and said: "Of course, the beans belong to the empress, so you can give them to your empress."

"I can't give you the beans. I told you to give them to you. I also bought all the tofu."

After saying this, she called Yingchun again: "Yingchun."

When Yingchun heard the words, she immediately reacted, and took out a piece of silver from her purse to give her.

She felt happy today, so she cut a piece of tofu with a knife, and said to everyone: "I will make mapo tofu for you tonight."

When everyone heard the words, they all kowtowed and thanked him.

A plate of mapo tofu came out quickly, but anyone who was rewarded with two pieces of tofu would be very grateful.

After Qin Zhiyi returned to the palace, he also went to the imperial dining room in person.

But he took the food and asked the imperial dining room to make it for the little masters to eat, and he even took charge of the spoon himself, and made a portion for Fei Chengcheng as well.

After it was done, the eunuch was asked to send it to him as soon as possible.

This day is considered satisfactory enough.

Liniang, on the other hand, leaned to the side and looked at the beans in the yard.

In her hand was a piece of silver from Qin Zhiyi.

"Tomorrow I will buy a donkey and start grinding tofu, Qin Ping'an, I will make my own from today, and I hope we will never see each other again for the rest of my life."

While Liniang was still praying, Qin Pingan was sharing the joy with his wife.

Biancheng is so cold that even in April, people here are still wearing cotton coats.

Liniang is gone, so he doesn't have to hide and be a man here.

"Ping An, please touch it quickly. Look, he is kicking me. He must be a big fat boy with such great strength."

The woman said, pulling his hand to slit her belly.

Qin Pingan responded and slowly put his hand on her lower abdomen.

When he touched the woman's belly, he clearly felt something kicked him.

"Did you feel it? It was kicking again just now."

If I hadn't met before, I would still feel guilty towards Liniang.

After all, they once had a child too.

But now, he has already felt this little life, and the little bit of guilt left will no longer exist.

"Yeah, I feel it, this is our child."

The woman leaned her head into his arms, and said: "After the child is born, I will have my surname first, and the second child will take your surname. Anyway, you are also married into my family, understand?"

Qin Pingan snorted: "Understood."

The woman stretched out her hand and patted his face: "Remember to treat me better in the future, or I will tell my father, don't forget, I took you in when you were desperate."

"It was you who said you wanted to be with me behind your wife's back."