The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 105 Her Way of Making Money
"If we don't make tofu, we can make other things." Qiao Mai said with a smile.

"Soybean stewed pig's trotters?" Qiao Dami tilted his head, his big eyes sparkling.

This dish is delicious!
"Okay." Qiao Xiaomai responded dotingly, raised his hand and pinched his cheek, "What else do you want to eat? Tell me all, we'll buy them all and go home today."

"Really?!" Qiao Dami stared.

"Really!" Qiao Mai nodded with a smile.

Qiao Dami let out a happy wow, and counted with his fingers, "Chicken legs, pig's trotters, sugar figurines, ribs, fish soup, glutinous rice cakes..."

Dazed Qiao Changshun was awakened by his long list of food, and hurriedly stopped him, "How can I buy them all, I can't finish them, I can't finish them."

Although Qiao Xiaomai just negotiated a big deal, but that is to replace the tofu recipe with the field.

His family's money is only earned from selling tofu and curd these days, the spring tax has not been paid yet, he has to hire people to harvest wheat, and there is no tofu business, how can this money be spent like this.

Can't do it.

"Just buy chicken legs today."

I just ate a pheasant yesterday, and I ate meat and white noodles every day. Thinking about the bitter days when I could only eat half full, this way of eating is really a crime.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't know that Qiao Changshun was worried about his future income. Seeing that the light in Qiao Dami's eyes dimmed, he said immediately, "Father, the money is on me, and I am the master."

Qiao Changshun choked, and then persuaded earnestly, "If the tofu recipe is sold, our family will have no income in the future. If we only have land, we won't see a harvest for a while. You need to save some money in your hands."

"There is income. We can't sell tofu and bean curd, but we can sell bean sprouts."

"Bean sprouts?"

Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami spoke together, what is this?
"It's the sprouts that grow out of soybeans soaked in water. They are edible. I tasted them secretly before, and they taste pretty good," Qiao Mai explained.

Yesterday, Shen Bai said that Bailu Town and even the market in Huai'an County could be released, but after thinking about it all night, she decided to stop the business of bean curd and bean curd, and make bean sprouts and bean curd sticks instead.

Bean sprouts, this is easy to say, she has made it herself before.

As for yuba, this is also easy to say, yuba is the layer of bean skin that condenses on the surface of soy milk after cooling, pick it out with chopsticks or hands and dry it, and it becomes yuba.

Compared to tofu and tofu, Qiao Xiaomai prefers to eat yuba, whether it is fried or stewed in hot pot, she likes it all.

But this is a patient job, and it is more troublesome than tofu and tofu. With the pot at home, it is impossible to mass-produce it. She plans to save more and sell it for a sky-high price.

In addition to bean sprouts and yuba, she can also make dried beans.

The snack of dried tofu is more popular than tofu.

And she can marinate the tofu and sell dried tofu, which is also a very common snack in later generations.

Of course, fried stinky tofu is more common.

In short, she has several ways to make money from soybeans alone, and Qiao Changshun really doesn't have to worry about the daily income.

"Father, don't worry, the tofu and bean curd are sold, but we can still earn money every day in the future, eat and buy with confidence, we don't lack money." Take melon seeds.

"Come on, knock as you walk, don't feel distressed, sell it for ten catties and go back later!"

From now on, her identity has always been three words: rich.

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　Wheat needs to squeeze out the value of soybeans~\(≧▽≦)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)