Chapter 81 Building a Stone Mill

Dong Yu complained dissatisfied: "Wang Xiaoliang, we all call Sister Lin, why do you call Sister Lin Master?"

"My master gave me to the master." Wang Xiaoliang said with a "you understand" expression.

Dong Yu was anxious when he heard this: "Wang Xiaoliang, you will be beaten if you talk like this. Everyone calls Sister Lin, but you are different?"

"Oh?" Wang Xiaoliang asked with a look of surprise: "Brother Dongyu, do you really want to beat me up?"

"You!!!" Dong Yu was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"I'm the master's man, and it's not wrong to call me the master. Brother Dongyu, why are you so arrogant?"

Lin Fuyue said several times to tell Wang Xiaoliang not to call him master, but when he said it, he would cry and had to let him be happy.

Lin Fuyue thought that the two were playing tricks, but in fact they were really arguing, and Dong Yu felt that Wang Xiaoliang was just competing with him for favor.

Not to be outdone, Wang Xiaoliang hated him, the two of them were friendly on the surface, but they were really competing in their hearts.

Lin Fuyue smiled and said to Wang Xiaoliang: "Xiaoliang, why did you come here to play?"

"Master, I'm not just playing, I'm here looking for your bowl." Wang Xiaoliang put on an obedient look.

She stroked Wang Xiaoliang's head and asked, "Why are you looking for a bowl?"

"I'm looking for the master's bowl. I want to help the master serve the prunella vulgaris black bean soup."

Wang Xiaoliang felt that his master's husband was not at home, and it was his responsibility to take care of his master, so why did Dong Yu grab him.

"I'm already drinking soup, so hurry up and get some soup for yourself."

Seeing that their wife was so gentle and considerate to Wang Xiaoliang, Dong Yu couldn't help but said.

"Sister Lin, drink slowly. I'll take Wang Xiaoliang to serve the soup. Don't worry, I will take care of him."

"Okay, Xiao Liang, Dong Yu, will be counting on you." After Lin Fuyue finished speaking to Dong Yu, she continued to drink the soup.

"Master, drink slowly. I'll come and wash the dishes later." Wang Xiaoliang turned around and walked away.

The two of them separated when they reached a place where Lin Fuyue could not see, and glared at each other.

But no matter how much they dislike each other in private, they always behave well in front of Lin Fuyue.

Lin Fuyue drank the black bean soup, remembering that there were quite a lot of soybeans recently harvested, so she called the mason over after drinking the soup.

"Do you know stone mill? It is a tool used to beat tofu for eating, and it can also be used to grind rice and other stone mills."

Stonemason Xiao Wu's hometown is in the countryside, "Sister Lin, those who are a little richer there have a stone mill at home."

"Hehe, your hometown is not bad, the stone mill is only used to make tofu at the end of the year."

In Lin Fuyue's previous life, electric mills were used in her hometown, but not every household had them, only one or two households in a small group had them.

"Yes, stone mills are rarely used. They are mainly used for making tofu. Some wealthy families will grind some rice to make rice noodles."

Many teenagers don't understand. Not only are they from big cities, but they have lived a life of reaching out for clothes and opening their mouths for food since they were young.

Since they learned to open up wasteland and farm, they gradually became more sensible and learned to cherish food.

Not only the teenagers are curious about everything, even the little gray wolves are listening.

It seems to be saying, "Wow... Sister Lin is going to cook delicious food again, and we have a good time again."

"Little gray wolf, we make a stone mill, you have work to do every day, help me grind beans."

"Sister Lin, why call it Little Bad Wolf? It doesn't have the strength to be so short. I'll just grind the mill."

A young man who knew how to push a mill patted his chest so loudly.

"Well, tofu made with a stone mill is delicious. Anyone who has eaten tofu knows that."

The teenagers who don't know what a stone mill is are very excited to hear that they have something delicious again.

The young man who knew about stone mills was at a loss, "Sister Lin, isn't tofu all made from stone mills?"

Lin Fuyue: ...

She was too complacent, she even forgot that this place is ancient times, there is only stone mill besides stone mill.

Electric mills and mills don’t exist. Others have never seen or heard of them. What is she talking about?

But who is Lin Fuyue? She has been the king of children since she was a child, and she has never been left speechless by others.

"Hey! You don't know this. Your sister and I were poor when we were young. There was no stone mill at home. My adoptive mother told me to knock it with a stone. The beans I knocked out can be as fine as those produced by other people's stone mills. ?"

"Sister Lin, you must have committed a crime too, so your hands can break the skin."

The teenagers imagined that the scene of Lin Fuyue knocking beans with two stones was such a tragic scene.

"It's not just broken skin, sister, my hands are full of small holes in winter."

"Oh my god! That hurts so much. Luckily, Sister Lin can make ointment." A young man was sympathetic but also a little proud.

Lin Fuyue: My sister is talking about the original owner, not my sister. If it were me, I wouldn't be bullied like that.

"If a good man doesn't mention his bravery, let's not talk about the sad and sad things in the past. Let's cut beans. When the stone mill is ready, we will make tofu every day."

"Okay, there's a new meal."

"Hey, Mapo Tofu is ready for dinner, but we are almost out of rice, and we don't know when Qian Xiaolu will come back."

Lin Fuyue thought about Qian Xiaolu again, "I don't know where that unconscionable person has gone, and Merry has gone."

"Sister Lin, Master must have been blocked by General Scum from entering. We went to the foot of the mountain a few days ago and saw many officers and soldiers."

After Dong Yu finished speaking, the smile on Lin Fuyue's face disappeared completely, and Dongfeng and the others felt better.

They thought that Lin Fuyue didn't care about their master at all, so they just secretly went to the foot of the mountain to wait for their master at night.

"A few days ago? Then why didn't you tell me?" Lin Fuyue frowned and asked.

"You never asked about the master, we thought you didn't care about the master." Dongshun said aggrievedly.

He didn't look down on his wife before, when the master was poisoned and unconscious, he wanted to take her away with him.

Unexpectedly, not only was she unwilling to leave, but she wanted to inform that person, but Li Youliang cleverly knocked her out.

Later, the master asked after waking up, and they didn't bring up this problem. I didn't expect that she would also be thrown into the mourning post by General Scum.

Although Dongshun held grudges, seeing how miserable she was, he didn't ask her to question her, but she forgot about her master.

Dongshun and the others only thought that their wife didn't know their master because they were beaten up by General Scum, so they didn't dare to say much.

When Lin Fuyue heard what Dongshun said, she felt a little inexplicable in her heart.

"When will I stop caring about your master? We are partners, so I naturally care about him."

"We see that you have never mentioned the matter of the master for so many days, and you still look very happy every day, so we think that sister Lin doesn't care about the master." Dongfeng explained hastily.

(End of this chapter)

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