The Sickly General’s Spoiled Wife Has Space (The Sickly General's Wife With A Spatial Ability I

When Su Binglan heard Shen Qiuhua's words, the corners of her mouth twitched.

It's not as good as her mother said.

She was worried that Luo Jin'an's physical condition was not suitable for rough work.

"Mother, see what you said."

Shen Qiuhua said with a smile: "Okay, mother doesn't tell me, mother knows that you are shy and embarrassed."

Su Binglan was very helpless, she knew that the more she said it, the more outrageous it was.

Su Binglan looked at Luo Jinan's stubborn look, thinking that he would definitely not be idle and do nothing.

It's better to let him do something easy and not get tired.

Su Binglan thought about it and said, "Why don't you help set the fire!"

"Now I have to make the tofu quickly, and I will go to the morning market to sell tofu later."

Luo Jinan nodded.

Next, Su Binglan was busy making tofu.

Yesterday's beans were all made and strained with a cloth.

Put the filtered soy milk into the pot and bring to a boil.

Cook for a while.

During the cooking process, Su Binglan added cold water, salt and vinegar to the bowl to make tofu water.

After the soy milk is cooked, add a little cold water.

Control the temperature.

Then pour in the soy milk and mix well.

After it all turned into bean curd, it looked almost almost, and boiled again.

Then pour the bean curd into a wooden mold, wrap it and press it for a while.

This wooden mold was also made by Su Binglan when she went to town yesterday afternoon and asked her parents to find someone to make it.

Shen Qiuhua smelled the fragrance by the side, and said with emotion: "This wooden mold has this function."

When Su Binglan was drawing a picture yesterday, she didn't know it was the role.

"I will use this to make tofu in the future."

Shen Qiuhua said, "Actually, this was done by Jin'an."

"what?"

Su Binglan was shocked, but she didn't expect Luo Jin'an to have this skill.

Also make molds.

He can make the drawings she draws with his own hands.

Shen Qiuhua explained: "Originally, your father and I wanted to find a carpenter in the village to make the mold you mentioned, but Jinan looked at the drawing and said he could do it."

"He said that he would save money by doing it. If you want to find a carpenter, you will have to spend money."

"Don't say it, Jin'an is doing really well."

Su Binglan looked at Luo Jinan and was a little surprised.

"Do you still do a lot of woodcarving? Woodwork?"

Luo Jinan nodded and said, "I learned it when I was young."

Luo Jinan has learned too many things, and he doesn't think that there is anything.

But Su Binglan was surprised that if he could make woodcarvings, it would really be an ancient work of art.

It is also valuable for wood carving.

Also, she wants to open a dessert shop, and to make some desserts, she also needs some molds.

In this way, she can directly draw and let Luo Jinan do it.

Making woodcarvings is not like chopping wood, it should be done without physical labor.

In this way, Luo Jinan doesn't have to go up the mountain in the future, and he can do this at home.

That way he won't get tired and won't get sick all of a sudden.

"Jin'an, it turns out that you still know these things. You have hidden treasures on your body."

When Luo Jinan lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled, covering the emotions in her eyes.

Her name, Jin'an, was the same as the tone in her memory.

Soon, the tofu was ready when the fish maw was white in the sky.

Su Binglan lifted the cloth to reveal the tofu inside.

A strong aroma diffused.

It can whet your appetite in the morning.

"smell good."

Liu Yinyin smelled this smell next to her, and when she looked at the tofu, she was really amazed.

"Is this tofu?"

Su Fengmao stared at the tofu with wide eyes.

It was the first time he saw tofu, and he also saw the production process of tofu.

It feels really amazing.

Luo Jinan looked at Tofu, and then at Su Binglan, with a bright and dark light in his eyes.

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