The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 34 New food
"Qianluo, go back and ask your brother if he wants to marry me, okay?" Although Li Chunhua tried her best to pretend that she didn't care, she could see that she was a little shy.

Han Qianluo was a little surprised. She always thought that Li Chunhua said that on a whim last time, so she didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect that it seemed to be true now.

However, Han Qianluo confirmed it: "Chunhua, you are not telling the truth, are you?"

"Of course it's true. Do you think I'm joking with you? How could such a thing be a joke." Li Chunhua glanced at Han Qianluo and continued to look for hibiscus flowers that could be picked.

Han Qianluo also looked for Mu Jinhua carefully, and asked, "Does your mother know about this?"

"I haven't told my mother yet." Li Chunhua said with a guilty conscience.

Han Qianluo thought for a while, and then said: "You should tell your mother about this first, only if Aunt Li agrees, otherwise it will be nothing."

"Okay then, I'll go back and tell my mother." Li Chunhua said nonchalantly.

While talking, the two found another hibiscus tree, and the hibiscus flowers on it were in full bloom, so they hurried forward to pick it.

"Qianluo, I heard that Zhao Qin was bitten by a poisonous snake when picking mushrooms last time, and you saved it, is it true?" Li Chunhua asked curiously.

Han Qianluo was about to forget about this incident, but she remembered Li Chunhua's words, and agreed casually: "There is such a thing."

Unexpectedly, Li Chunhua was surprised after hearing this: "It's true, Qian Luo, you are too good, you even know how to detoxify snakes."

"I don't know how to detoxify snakes," Han Qianluo corrected lightly, "It's just to get rid of snake venom before it spreads."

Li Chunhua seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Han Qianluo's calm expression, so she glanced at him and said, "That's amazing too, okay?"

"What's so great about this? Most people know it." Han Qianluo said, this kind of thing is considered common sense. It is estimated that there are not many people who don't know it in later generations. Unexpectedly, few people know it at this time.

Li Chunhua put a hibiscus flower into her basket, took it and said, "Many people know about it, but I think many people don't know about it. I've never heard of such a method."

While talking, Han Qianluo raised his head inadvertently, and found a sycamore tree. When he looked carefully, there were not only this one, but many more.

The sycamore seeds on this kind of sycamore tree can be used to make tofu. In the previous life, Han Qianluo heard from his grandmother that many people would pick this kind of sycamore seeds to make tofu when they were poor. The tofu made from soybeans is so delicious, but for those poor people, it is not bad.

Li Chunhua noticed Han Qianluo's gaze, followed her gaze, and asked with some doubts: "Qianluo, what are you doing looking at this sycamore tree, there is nothing there?"

"The seeds of this sycamore tree can be used to make a kind of food." Han Qianluo replied.

As soon as Li Chunhua heard it, she immediately became interested, and she didn't care about picking hibiscus flowers, so she asked quickly: "Really, there are many sycamore trees, and they are everywhere. If they can be made into food, then why don't you send them out?" Yet."

Han Qianluo found that these people get excited when they mention food, but after thinking about it, it becomes clear that in this age when there is not enough food and clothing, they are naturally very concerned about these things.However, Han Qianluo still poured a basin of cold water on her: "It's just not very tasty, it's a bit bitter."

Li Chunhua immediately wilted, and continued to pick hibiscus flowers not very interested, but she still said: "That's not bad, let's pick it in autumn, it's better than being hungry if it's a bit astringent, besides, coarse grains It's not much better, isn't it the same throat-piercing?"

Speaking of making tofu, Han Qianluo really remembered it. It seems that there is no such thing as tofu. Tofu was invented by Liu An, the king of Huainan, during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty decades later.But, Han Qianluo thought, the title of inventing tofu will be mine in the future.

That's right, Han Qianluo decided to make tofu to buy snacks like caramel. Tofu, which is a serious food, will definitely sell better.

However, Han Qianluo suddenly remembered one thing, which book he read about before. It said that the soybeans were brought back from the Western Regions by Zhang Qian. The king of Huainan invented tofu. The ancients' ability to invent and create is too strong.

It was only after traveling through the Western Han Dynasty that Han Qianluo realized that it was definitely a rumor. The soybeans were not brought back by Zhang Qian from the Western Regions at all, but were already there. It is said that they were passed down from the Yunnan-Guizhou area.

After picking hibiscus flowers and returning home, Han Qianluo didn't start making tofu right away, mainly because there was a lack of one thing at home, the plaster of paris from which tofu was made.

After returning, Han Qianluo put most of the hibiscus flowers in a basket and dried them in the sun. They can be eaten when the withered vegetables are in season, and Han Qianluo plans to use the leftover flour to make cakes.

Before going to the market the next morning, Han Qianluo took out the soybeans at home and soaked them well, so that he could eat tofu at night.

Han Shui'er saw the soybeans soaked by Han Qianluo, and asked suspiciously: "Xiao Luo, what are you doing with so many beans, even if you want to eat them, we can't eat so many."

At this time, soybeans are basically boiled and eaten. Han Qianluo has eaten them a few times. To be honest, they are not delicious, but if they are just used to fill their stomachs, they are good.

"Second sister, don't move, I have another purpose." Han Qianluo said, "You will know in the evening, I'm leaving." Then she left the house with caramel, she didn't want to explain anything, anyway, things Once you do it, you will understand it naturally, and there is no need to explain it.

Han Qianluo came to sell maltose every day, and already had a group of regular customers, so the amount of maltose sold every day was fixed. How much caramel he brought every day, and when it would be sold out, had gradually become fixed.

Seeing that the caramel he brought was almost sold out, Han Qianluo packed up his things and prepared to buy plaster of paris.Although there is no tofu, plaster of paris is still easy to buy. Han Qianluo found a shop at random and walked in. The shop assistant hurried up to greet him and asked enthusiastically, "Girl, what do you need?"

"Do you have plaster of paris here?"

"Yes, we have all kinds of plaster of paris here. There are two hundred Wen a catty, and there are also regular ones. I don't know which kind the girl needs?" The man introduced with a smile.

Han Qianluo felt that the plaster of paris at this time should not be used for food, so he could only distinguish it by himself, so he said to the man, "Can you take it out for me to see?"

"No problem, girl, come with me." The man said and led Han Qianluo over, and showed her several kinds of plasters.

Han Qianluo carefully identified it, and finally pointed to a kind of transparent plaster of paris and asked, "How do you sell this?"

"This is four hundred Wen a catty, how much do you want, girl?" the man said, still smiling, but this smile is more sincere than the previous one. Han Qianluo can only attribute it to buying his things. Made him happy.

"It's about a catty."

"Good."

The clerk quickly weighed a catty of plaster of paris. Han Qianlu took the plaster of paris and handed over [-] Wen to the clerk. He felt a little thankful that he had brought some extra money for insurance when he came out, otherwise today would have been a mess. I can't eat tofu anymore.The main reason is that Han Qianluo never thought that plaster of paris would be so expensive, and she had never bought this thing before.

Back home with the plaster of paris in hand, the first thing Han Qianluo did was to see if the soybeans were soaked.After soaking for half a day, the soybeans were already soaked, and Han Qianluo ground the soaked soybeans into soy milk.

When Han Qianluo was grinding soymilk, not only Han Shuier attracted curious eyes, but also Han Sanwei, who came back from picking hibiscus flowers, was also attracted to him. Looking at it next to him, it was a good idea to open his eyes. In the end, it was probably true. I couldn't tell, so I asked, "Sister San, what are you doing, and what is delicious?"

"That's right, it's delicious food. Go out and play quickly, and you can eat it when you come back at night." Han Qianluo said.

"Third sister is so kind." After speaking, Han Sanwei poured out the hibiscus flowers in the basket to dry, and went out with the empty basket again.

"Second Sister, did you ask Sanwei to pick hibiscus flowers?" Han Qianluo asked a little louder, well, she was just curious if Han Sanwei was so sensible and diligent.

Han Shuier didn't raise his head: "I didn't ask him to pick it, probably because I saw you pick it back yesterday, so let's follow suit."

At this moment, Mrs. Li next door was about to go out, and when she habitually glanced at Han's house, she saw Han Qianluo grinding soybeans, so she asked with a smile, "Qianluo, what are you doing?" ?”

"Grinding soybeans, didn't Aunt Li see it too?" Han Qianluo replied with a smile.

Mrs. Li stood at the wall separating the two families, looked at Han Qianluo, and asked whether it was intentional or unintentional: "Qianluo, I found that you have been doing some inexplicable things since you recovered from your illness last time. "

Hearing this, Han Qianluo immediately became vigilant, no matter whether Li Shi did it on purpose or not, if some disturbed and well-meaning person listened to it and thought of it, then he would be in trouble.

"Aunt Li was joking, this is not something inexplicable, I just think that the beans are too dry in my mouth, so I just want to grind them into pulp, isn't it the same with wheat and so on, what can I do? It's strange." Han Qianluo replied with a smile, but he only smiled on the surface.

Only then did Mrs. Li smile, with an expression of sudden realization: "That's right, look at my brain, I'm really stupid."

Han Qianluo ignored Li Shi and continued to grind the soy milk. After the soy milk was ground, he began to make tofu.

(End of this chapter)