The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 106 [105] Tianxianglou

  After the beginning of spring, the good things on the mountain came out one after another. Only Yu Wan discovered several kinds of wild vegetables. It was only now that the sprouts were emerging.

   In terms of taste, these kinds of wild vegetables may not be comparable to the green vegetables in the field, but now their land is gone? Besides, wild vegetables are rich in nutritional value, which is good for the body.

  The spring bamboo shoots are still small now, so Yu Wan came to the creek. Earthquakes also had a slight impact on the landscape of the mountains and forests, but it was not a big deal.

  Yu Wan caught three fish in the creek, two of which were too thin, so she let them free, and only returned to the yard with the big fat crucian carp.

  I was thinking about what to do with this fish later on the road. As soon as I arrived at the door of the backyard, I turned around and knocked on the back door next door.

   It was Uncle Wan who opened the door.

   Uncle Wan's face is not very good. The peony Kao he raised for a winter was brought to disaster. You don't need to guess to know that it was three little bastards.

   "Uncle Wan." Yu Wan greeted politely.

"Miss Yu." Uncle Wan restrained his displeasure. He liked Yu Wan from the bottom of his heart. Not only was he good at cooking, temperament, and medicine, but he was also considerate and diligent. With three little bastards, such a girl is really rare in the world!

   Yu Wan was embarrassed to say that it was for the three little milk buns, so she said, "I caught a fish, you can take it and make soup."

   She also took out the bamboo shoots in the back basket, "The bamboo shoots are not big, but they are very fresh, and the stewed fish soup is very nourishing."

   "Why is this so embarrassing?" Uncle Wan declined.

  Yu Wan said: "It's not worth a few dollars, there are many more on the mountain."

   "Then I'll be disrespectful." Uncle Wan accepted it with a smile, "Miss Yu, come in and sit down for a while?"

  Yu Wan shook her head: "No, I'm going to do something."

   This is not a polite word, because the soybeans are almost soaked, and it is indeed about to start.

  Uncle Wan also knew that the Yu family was busy with business, so he didn't say anything to hold him back, he thanked him carefully, and after Yu Wan left, he took the fat big crucian carp to the kitchen.

   As soon as he turned around, he was taken aback by Yan Jiuchao who came behind him at some point!

   "Young Master! Why aren't you lying in the room? What are you doing out of here?"

  Yan Jiuchao, even with a cane, can still give off an aura of kingship over the world. He glanced at Uncle Wan indifferently: "She came to secretly inquire about this young master again?"

"Uh……"

   They didn't mention you a word...

   Yan Jiuchao sneered and said, "She took advantage of this young master all night, what else does she want?"

   Uncle Wan has black lines all over his face.

  Isn’t it just because I saw that you were a lame man, I pulled your little hand, walked from the east end of the village to the west end of the village, and kindly helped your little lame back to the house? It's like Miss Yu has eaten and wiped you up...

   Is it really good to be so shameless?

  …

  Yu Wan didn't know that she gave Xiao Daibao a trip to the game, and sent a piece of mind-blowing. She is in the old house at the moment, helping to cook the bean juice.

   There are a total of three stone mills in the village, all of which are used at this moment, and a steady stream of bean juice flows out from under the mill.

  Shuanzi, Yu Feng, Orion and other strong men took turns to push the grinder, while Aunt Zhang, Aunt Bai and others helped put the beans and pick up the bean juice.

  Cuihua and a few daughters-in-law were not idle either. Under Yu Wan's assignment, they scooped out the bean juice from the pot and poured it into the prepared jar.

   Making tofu is by no means an easy task. Otherwise, there are three major hardships in the world: punting boats, forging iron, and selling tofu.

   To make tofu from a bag of fresh soybeans, soak them for a few hours until they are two or three times their size.

  After soaking, it is grinded. The ground bean juice is put into the pot and boiled over high heat. Up to this point, it is just a simple manual work, and once the pot is out, it is necessary to start to order the pulp, and the knowledge here is great.

   Good order, bean curd brain; bad order, yellow syrup.

   The craftsmanship of ordering determines the quality of tofu, and the material of ordering determines the yield of tofu.

   Generally speaking, the yield of lactone tofu is the highest. One catty of soybeans can yield four catties of tofu, followed by gypsum and brine, which are about two and a half to three or four catties.

It’s a pity that there were no lactones in ancient times, and gypsum was not popular among the people. Brine is the choice of most tofu makers. Yu Wanyuan also planned to use brine. After tasting the new sour milk tofu made by her uncle, she decided to use sour syrup instead. .

The physalis is the juice from the tofu made the day before. It becomes physalis after acidification. The yield of tofu produced by physalis is half a catty less than that of brine, but its taste is more mellow and firmer than brine tofu. The incense is also more primitive and simple, and accordingly, the requirements for the pulping process are more stringent.

   "You want to do this..." Under the shed in the backyard, Yu Feng was patiently teaching Shuanzi how to make some pulp.

  Everyone gathers firewood and the flames are high. The tofu that the Yu family completed in three days, the villagers made it overnight, and then waited for them to ferment before making stinky tofu and fermented bean curd.

   "Awan." After finishing work, Yu Feng stopped Yu Wan.

  Yu Wan put the last piece of cut tofu into the jar: "What's the matter, big brother?"

   "There is something I want to tell you."

   "Is it about the order volume?"

   "You found it too?"

   "Yeah." Yu Wan nodded, "We couldn't make the orders we received, and the whole village couldn't make enough together."

   To put it bluntly, they cannot support so many laborers, otherwise they will be operating at a loss.

   It’s okay to lose a day or two, but if they lose for a long time, they will collapse sooner or later.

  Yu Wan thought for a while, and said, "We have to expand the market a little more. Tomorrow, my eldest brother and I will visit the town."

   "Okay." Yu Fengyuan was a little worried that Yu Wan would reduce the labor force. Hearing that she wanted to expand the market, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take you back."

  The two left the old house.

  Thinking of something, Yu Wan suddenly said, "How is the second brother? I haven't seen him all day."

   Yu Feng frowned: "He, I don't know what kind of temper he's having, and he's sitting in the room eating."

   "That's right." This time it was Yu Feng's turn to ask her, "I heard that you moved to a new house next door, and you are a scholar."

  The day when Xinghua Village was in trouble, the Yu family accompanied the aunt back to her parents' house. It was still during work today that the villagers mentioned it by chance, otherwise Yu Feng would not have known that a powerful gentleman had come to his village.

   Yu Wan secretly said, what sir? Just a lazy second generation ancestor.

  …

   The next day, early in the morning, Yu Wan and Yu Feng went to town with two jars of home-brewed stinky tofu and fermented bean curd.

  The market outside the town has not opened, but the market in the town has already begun to open. As Yu Feng said, due to the intervention of Xujia Firm, prices have been stabilized extremely well.

  The two brothers and sisters walked around the market and observed the traffic flow and felt that they could not meet their current needs.

   "It would be nice to be able to sell salt." Yu Feng said erratically.

  Salt is a huge profit. They know how to make salt and can turn cheap and astringent salt into high-quality snow salt. In this way, even if they don’t take the amount, they can make a lot of money.

   Yu Wan smiled: "Not everyone is as tight-lipped as Miss Bai."

   This is a big truth. In Dazhou, it is illegal to sell illicit salt. Once it is spread, their whole family will be imprisoned.

  Yu Feng sighed: "I'll just say it casually."

   "Girl Yu!"

   The two of them heard a familiar voice and turned around in unison, and saw Shopkeeper Cui jumped out of a carriage that had come to a sudden stop.

   Shopkeeper Cui said in surprise: "It's really you! I thought I was wrong! Brother Yu Feng is here too!"

   "Treasurer Cui." The two greeted him.

   "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." Shopkeeper Cui said.

  Yu Wan smiled and shook her head: "No, we just came to town to see where we can sell stinky tofu."

   Shopkeeper Cui said, "You still worry about not being able to sell your stinky tofu? Fifth Master Xiao said, your house is in short supply!"

  Yu Wan said, "I'm doing more now than before."

   "A lot of work... how much?" Shopkeeper Cui asked.

   Yu Wan made a gesture.

   Shopkeeper Cui was speechless.

   He originally wanted to say, you can supply Baiyulou. The business of Baiyulou has been very good recently, but when he saw the output of the Yu family, he was dumbfounded. A restaurant in a small town can't handle that much.

   "Yes!" He patted his thigh, "You can go to Tianxianglou!"

  Tianxianglou is the largest restaurant in the capital, with a total of seven branches. In addition to the restaurant industry, they also have their own businesses in Dazhou.

  If you can supply Tianxianglou, you will not have to worry about making money.

   "It's just..."

   "Just what?" Yu Wan asked.

Shopkeeper Cui said: "His family is very picky about ingredients, although I have confidence in your craftsmanship, but... Have you heard of Mrs. Du? Her cooking skills are unparalleled in the world, so do you know that, Is she actually Shicheng Tianxianglou?"

   Mrs. Du is well-known, what kind of temple of chefs should be the place where Mrs. Du was apprenticed?

   Yu Wan nodded, and out of the corner of the eye caught a glimpse of Yu Feng's thoughtful face: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

   Yu Feng said with a complicated expression: "The place where my father used to work was Tianxianglou."

  The fat is even more served, alright~

   (end of this chapter)