Pastoral Jiaoyi's mother and father are here

Chapter 4 The Way to Make Money
Together, Wu Bing, father and son, and Gu Xiangsi, only pulled up half of the bean field before dark, and took advantage of the dark to get the soybeans to the drying ground by the stream.

Gu Xiangsi raised her sleeves and wiped her sweat, looked at their family and thanked them: "Thank you, Uncle and Brother Shuanzi, for your help, I will tell you when I figure out how to make soybeans to eat, at least to reduce the loss for all of us. "

"That's right, we encountered flooding and natural disasters this year, and our soybeans are the same. I don't know how much we can dry out!" Yang Baihua was worried when he mentioned the soybeans in his family.

Before, it was ruined a lot.

If I knew it earlier, I would not collect it if I didn't put it in the field!
"Auntie, don't worry, there will be a way." Gu Xiangsi really needs to think carefully, making tofu and soybean paste are limited.Tofu is okay, even if it smells bad, you can still make stinky tofu and fermented bean curd.But there can only be a small amount, only one hundred to two hundred catties of soybeans.

But no matter how little the harvest was in ancient times, this ten mu of land couldn't just harvest a few hundred catties of soybeans, right?
As for soybean paste, salt was an expensive thing in ancient times. The common people were hungry for salt, so how could they still have the money to buy so much salt to make soybean paste?
So she has to think about it, at least get rid of all these beans, and try not to drop them in her hands, so that the two of them won't starve to death and freeze to death in this winter...

Wu Bing and Yang Baihua glanced at each other. After Xiangsi's temperament changed drastically, it seems that his brain is also working better?

Wu Shuan is an honest farmer with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. When Gu Xiangsi thinks of ways to deal with these waterlogged soybeans, he just smiles, thinking that Miss Xiangsi can think of good ideas, and their family can do it this winter. It's better.

Gu Xiangsi's family didn't have much to eat at all, and Yang Baihua also knew that not only did the whole family not eat at her house, but after helping with the work, they grabbed a handful of salt and a bowl of lard from their house.

It is not easy for everyone, and it is very rare to be able to give away these things in this calamity year.

Gu Xiangsi was very grateful to their family again, and decided to take some of their family's share of any way to make money in the future.

As for what their family can do, it depends on their own abilities.

After all, she is just a woman with a child, and there are too many things she can't do except for some ideas and meager efforts.

For dinner, the two women also cooked some noodles, put some lard and salt, served with washed and chopped sauerkraut, and drank a bowl for each of them.

After eating, Gu Xiangsi tidied up and set up a simple tent at the door, planning to sleep overnight in the drying yard at the door and watch the beans.

Beans can be stolen in the field, how many thieves are thinking about such a pile of harvested soybeans!
"A Niang, Baozhu wants to sleep with A Niang." Baozhu was still frightened during the day, and at night she would not let her go, insisting on arguing to sleep with A Niang in the tent.

"No, you're still too young. It's autumn now. It's cold at night. You'll get sick if you sleep outside. Be good, you should sleep in the house. Auntie will guard the door. No bad people will come to bully the baby." Gu Xiangsi After washing Baozhu's feet, he carried her into the back room, stuffed her into the bed, and then turned to the kitchen to wash and tidy up.

"Aniang, Baozhu is afraid." Baozhu got out of bed, reached out and hugged the neck of the mother who was about to leave, leaned on her mother's arms, buried her head in her mother's body, and Zeng acted like a baby.

Gu Xiangsi smiled helplessly, raised her hand and gently patted her on the back, nodded and said, "Okay, Baozhu will sleep with Aunt."

Although Baozhu got A Niang's consent, she was still afraid that A Niang would leave while she was asleep.

Gu Xiangsi shook her head helplessly, this child is too insecure, it can be seen that after the old lady died, how uneasy she was facing the cold and taciturn mother of the original owner these days.

At night, the couple slept in a simple tent on the drying yard at the door.

Gu Xiangsi was afraid that the child would freeze back, so she took a few more quilts, and spread thick hay and straw mats on the ground, then she relaxed a little, and lay down to rest with her arms around the child.

It has been raining for many days, the drying yard has not been completely dried, and the humidity is heavy, so she does not want her child to sleep with her.

But the child was frightened during the day, and slept tightly in her arms, and it was not easy for her to sleep alone in the house. After all, ancient lamp oil was not cheap, and poor people could only save it. The lights are on at night.

And she, she can't sleep a little bit, because in modern times, she sleeps with the sleep light on, and suddenly the surroundings are dark, and thinking about all the things that happened to her when she woke up that day, even if she is already very tired, but she The spirit cannot sleep because of troubles.

well!After harvesting the soybeans tomorrow, let them dry in the sun for two days. When the soybeans are almost dry, she will make tofu and bean sprouts. These two are the most economical ways to make soybeans.

Fortunately, there is a thin donkey in their family, which can pull and grind some tofu.

Back then, I was building a shelf for pushing tofu. The donkey couldn’t stop resting all the time. When the donkey was tired of pushing the big plate, the man had to go up and use Xiao Mo to grind the tofu himself.

There are three hardships in life, punting, blacksmithing, and selling tofu.

And she is about to find sweetness from the bitterness of selling tofu.

……

The next day, Wu Bing's family came to help again. Gu Xiangsi didn't have the nerve to let Yang Baihua also go to the field, but asked Yang Baihua to help her look after Gu Baozhu and the soybeans on the drying ground.

Baozhu was very obedient. When Yang Baihua turned over the soybeans, she sat and watched at the gate of the courtyard, and she didn't make any mischief.

After finishing the work and transporting the soybeans to the drying yard for exposure, Gu Xiangsi sat down and drank the cold water from the well, looked at the waterlogged soybeans and said, "Nowadays we can only use these soybeans to make tofu, but the process of tofu is complicated. You can’t all make tofu either. So, I’m going to teach you how to grow soybean sprouts, make soybean paste, and…”

Yang Baihua is impatient, seeing her hesitant to speak, she asked impatiently: "If you have any other good ideas, you can just say it. As long as you don't let the soy bean fungus stink in your hands, we will return to you." Is there anything you can't spare?"

Seeing that their family trusted her so much, Gu Xiangsi took another sip of water, raised her sleeve and wiped her mouth and said, "It seems that this continuous rainy day has passed, and the ground is almost dry. Let's sprinkle these beans on the ground and let it grow Bean sprouts, you can turn around... sell them as vegetables to make some money. As for the moldy soybeans... as long as they are not spoiled, they can be cooked in the pot. I will find a way to get salt later, so that Uncle Wu and Brother Shuanzi can make some money. I went up the mountain to pick some materials that can be used to make soybean paste, which can also make our soybean paste more delicious and attractive."

"Moldy soybeans... won't eat bad people, right?" Yang Baihua frowned, looked at this girl, and felt that her idea was not good.

Gu Xiangsi looked at their family and said with a smile: "Auntie doesn't know something, there is a kind of soybean paste in the north, which is to cover the cooked soybeans to remove mold, and then rub the mold off, sift it with a dustpan, and filter it with gauze , then heat water, mix plant materials and salt into the altar to make sauce. This sauce can be stored for a long time, and it can be dried in the sun once every two or three months, and it won’t lose its taste after eating for a year or two. Moreover, it can be served with diced meat to make noodles with fried sauce. The taste is much better than noodle soup.”

The three members of the Wu family listened to her explanation, but they were very knowledgeable.

　This method of soybean paste has been passed down in Anhui for a long time. When I was a child, I relied on pickles and soybean paste to survive the winter.Now that life is better, it is better to use watermelon to make soybean paste, which is better than plain water.

　　
　
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