After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1202 Is tofu delicious but difficult to cook?

Just like men competing for the world, the loser attributes the cause of failure to the woman next to the loser.

Dare I ask, are all the strategies used by men to seize the world come from women?

Dare I ask, are all the battles fought by men to conquer the world be fought by women?

Dare I ask, when a man is conquering the world on horseback, does he still carry a woman on his back?
The answer is no, right?
That's just the reason losers give themselves when they want to make a comeback.

That is just a contribution that the victim made to his life.

You see, for a successful man, no one around him will say that beauty is a disaster.

They only exist around losers, because losers have to find excuses and reasons for their failures.

Could it be that the woman of the king and the woman of the defeated are not the same kind of woman, but a human and a fairy?
Xiao Se grabbed some salt, put it into the pot, and stirred up the tofu and cabbage soup: "No matter what it is, as long as it exists, there must be a reason."

"For example, the tofu we eat now, why does it appear?"

"Because we made it, it happened."

"You can't deny our hard work just because you don't like it, right?"

"What would you do if a tribesman said he didn't like tofu?"

Ah Xi clenched his fists on the spot and said, "Beat him to death. Dare you say that the tofu I made is not delicious."

Ah Cha clenched his fists, his knuckles squeaking like fried beans, and turned his head: "Yes, one punch will explode. I dare say the tofu we make is not delicious."

But Aye said: "If you say you don't like to eat it, then you won't feed it to him next time. If you beat his head, it will make your hands dirty, and the tofu will not be delicious when you make it."

Ah Cha and Ah Xi giggled: "Yes, you don't need to hit them with fists, you use wooden sticks."

Xiao Se looked at them happily and chuckled: "Some people are allergic to beans and cannot eat them."

"Some people feel nauseated when they smell beans and don't like to eat them."

"You can't continue to trouble these two types of people, right?"

"So, in addition to their own definition of what is good or bad in people, we must also have our own definition."

"Just like the tribe A Di saw, if he wants to cross our tribe, we will attack them again."

"Rather than if we see someone passing by, we should attack them. What if they are good people?"

But Xiao Se believed what Ye Feng said. Those people had the ferocity of cannibals and were definitely not good people.

She just agreed with Ye Feng and didn't want to kill humans for no reason.

Ah Cha and the other three didn't know whether they understood or not, but they all nodded anyway.

The tofu and cabbage soup is ready, poured into a big basin, and served to the tribesmen.

Xiao Se then put the crumbled tofu, some salt and dogwood, some wild onions, chopped the cabbage, put it all into a bowl, mixed it with the soup, and poured it on the crumbled tofu.

Just make do with cabbage mixed with tofu. Give it a try and it tastes pretty good. Anyway, you can eat whatever you want without wasting food.

Ah Cha and others looked at the beautiful-colored mixed tofu, their eyes lit up, they swallowed, and took out the mixed tofu.

Xiao Se warmed up the reserved soy milk, and then asked Ah Xi to bring it to the table for the Hua Sui sacrifice.

Huasui Priest and Azu hadn't served the meal yet, but were sitting together chatting and joking.

Ah Xi brought the soy milk to the table and left. In the kitchen, Xiao Se left a bowl of soy milk for her and she wanted to drink it.

The smell of soy milk and the smell of honey in Xiao Se's hand, the dual fragrance made Azu inhale sharply and said in surprise: "This smell is so pleasant to smell, what is it?"

The Hua Sui Priest also took the rare opportunity to look at the soy milk basin and said with a smile, "It smells pretty good. What's it called?"

"Soy milk." Xiao Se spooned a bowl of soy milk, "Do you want to add honey?" Xiao Se always felt that the soy milk without honey had a watery taste, and it only tasted good with sugar.

But some people don’t like to add sugar and just drink it this way.

The flower-year-old priest smiled kindly and said, "I listen to you."

Xiao Se added some sugar to her and handed it to her: "It's a bit hot, be careful."

The flower-year-old priest smiled softly and said, "We all know how to perm."

I didn't know about perming before, but a year later, the tribesmen already know what perm is.

It turns out that in addition to fire, water can also be boiled, and food can also be boiled. I was curious at first, but now I am used to it.

Xiao Se smiled, filled another bowl for Azu, and put some honey in it: "You should eat less sweets."

Azu took the soy milk and smiled, revealing a few missing teeth: "It's up to you."

Xiao Se smiled slightly and poured soy milk for Adi Agu. Not much honey was put in it, for fear of damaging their teeth.

On the contrary, Ah Ri's soy milk contains a lot of honey, and he likes sweet things the most.

After Ah Yao became pregnant, she liked both spicy and sweet foods, but the taste was relatively strong.

When Xiao Se came back, he filled a bowl of soy milk, poured honey in and set it aside to wait.

After a while, the night wind came, and my hands were wet. He must have just washed his hands and ran over before the water was dry.

With so many people sitting together, Ye Feng could still accurately catch Xiao Se's eyes looking at him when he looked over.

The two people's eyes collided with each other, like honey, and the threads were intertwined, forming rope after rope, pulling the two people closer.

Xiao Se smiled slightly, lowered his head to eat, and felt a source of heat beside him.

Ye Feng had sat next to her, looked at the soy milk in front of her, and smelled it: "It's sweet! What is this?"

"Soy milk." Xiao Se said simply, "Made from beans."

Ye Feng picked it up, took a sip, and frowned: "The taste...is okay. Does it just need to be ground?"

Many hard foods turned into runny food, which were all grinded by Xiao Se with a stone grinder.

Xiao Se nodded: "It was ground out."

Ye Feng picked up the soy milk and drank it in one gulp: "That can't be wasted."

The stone mill is very heavy and requires a very strong person to push it. Xiao Se can't push the stone mill by himself, so Ah Cha needs help every time.

Xiao Se watched him finish the soy milk with a smile, then put a piece of tofu in his bowl: "Try this?"

It was white, tender, and a small piece. Ye Feng was curious and poked it with chopsticks, breaking the tofu into pieces.

He looked at the tofu in astonishment, and then at Xiao Se: "So easy to break? Is it also made of beans?"

Xiao Se's eyes were filled with joy: "How do you know it's made of beans?"

Ye Feng's eyebrows were slightly curved, and the corners of his mouth were raised: "Is there any food in the tribe that I haven't eaten before? The new food soy milk just now is made of beans, so this new food must also be made of beans."

He gave Xiao Se a 'It's hard to guess' look.

Xiao Se knew that Ye Feng was smart, but he didn't expect him to guess it all at once, and said to You Rong, "It is indeed made of beans. This is called tofu."

Ye Feng took a bite of tofu and said with joy, "I think this kind of food is best for the elderly and children. Although I also think it's quite delicious."

Xiao Se's heart felt warm, Ye Feng was always so kind, cute, and considerate of others, but not himself.

(End of this chapter)