my wife is queen

Chapter 16 Eating Tofu

There is also a wooden door behind the lacquered night banquet screen, and when you open the wooden door, you will find a small yard.

Next to the wall in the yard is a vegetable bed, planted with coriander, and several peach and pear trees.

In the corner, a chicken coop and a pigeon coop were built with green bricks. A few hens crowed and laid a few eggs. There was a large blue-and-white glazed tank next to it. The fish raised were not koi for ornamental purposes. They are all carp that can be slaughtered and eaten.

The little donkey stayed in the hut made of straw, next to the stone mill, which could be pulled at any time with a rope.

The situation in the backyard was not as he had guessed, it was full of all kinds of flowers and plants, and it looked elegant and dignified.

Li Mian liked the scene in front of him even more, full of fireworks, and praised: "It's not bad, you feed all the flying, swimming, and running on the ground. You are a virtuous and housekeeping lady. Who married you?" Blessed are you."

Chen Yuanyuan's ears blushed when she heard the phrase "It's a blessing to marry her". She really wanted to joke about whether the young master married a wife, but she pursed her cherry lips, but she still didn't say it.

There is ambiguity in this statement, and it is inevitable that people will be misunderstood.

It's just that for some reason, she really wanted to ask such a joke.

Chen Yuanyuan slightly turned her face to the side, glanced at Li Mian, and then at the beautiful maid beside him, probably not married, otherwise why would she not travel with the lady and wander around with the beautiful maid.

Li Mian walked into the yard and went all the way to the straw shed, wanting to teach Chen Yuanyuan a way to deal with the stubborn donkey. He saw a wooden square in the shed with a stone pressed on it.

A smell of tofu spread to the nose.

"Tofu Shih Tzu?"

Li Mian thought of a very appropriate word, and asked curiously: "From the plum petals and spring orchids placed in your house, it can be seen that the family is well-off, why would you think of making tofu, but selling tofu can't afford expensive ones. Meiban Chunlan, besides, your father"

The second half of the sentence was to ask why she didn't see her parents. Li Mian thought that he had grown up in a mountain temple, so he didn't continue. We met three times in total, and the serious meeting can only be regarded as the second time.

Asking about the privacy of parents is taboo, so I didn't ask.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "My family lost their parents when they were very young. Later, they were adopted by their aunt and became an actress in Liyuan. Later, they became famous. They spent money to redeem themselves and bought them again. After leaving this courtyard, the silver in my hand is used at all costs. With no money in my hand, I can’t use my clothes, hands, food, and mouth like in the past, and I have to learn to live.”

When Chen Yuanyuan said the word actor, she deliberately glanced at Li Mian, wanting to see his reaction.

An actor only sings, but she is as low-class as a prostitute. Although she is respected by people because of her reputation, she is called everyone, which is a unique title for a scholar, and she is sought after by officials and gentry.

In order to be able to hear Chen Yuanyuan's pipa playing and singing, the officials and gentry did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, just to hear Chen Yuanyuan's playing and singing.

After all, her status is low, and Li Mian doesn't know her fame.

Chen Yuanyuan was startled, not only did she not see the slightest dislike on Li Mian's face, but she also had the sincere respect she saw for the first time.

Respect has been seen a lot, and most of them are hypocritical attempts.

It was the first time I saw her with true feelings, and those who didn't know thought she was not an actress, but a famous calligrapher and painter respected by the world.

Of course Li Mian didn't care about the status of an actor. Prostitutes were still low-class in his world, but actors were different. They were real artists and were respected just like famous calligraphers and painters.

Seeing that he didn't dislike him, Chen Yuanyuan was relieved. Today, for some reason, she has always rejected men for thousands of miles, but she cared about Li Mian's opinion.

In normal times, dislike or liking, it has nothing to do with her.

In addition, what is more unpredictable is that Li Mian is more interested in tofu than in her life experience. After hearing about her life experience, he just let out an oh and didn't have any other reactions.

He went straight to the straw shed, observed around the pressed tofu, first nodded, then shook his head.

Chen Yuanyuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, do you want to eat tofu from my slave?"

Li Mian staggered, almost pulled his crotch, with a strange expression: "Is it okay?"

"The young master has kindness to the slave family, isn't it just tofu, you can eat whatever you want."

Chen Yuanyuan walked over, lifted up the sleeves of her sarong, revealing her arms like jade lotus root, lifted the bluestone slab with difficulty, and placed it on the hardwood table beside her.

It looks very strenuous, but the movements are very skillful. It should be making tofu often.

There was no bluestone board on the wooden grid, and the yellowed linen cloth was lifted, revealing yellowed tofu blocks.

Chen Yuanyuan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and with black hair drawn up to his ears, he cut a square piece of tofu with a knife, turned his face and asked, "Did you ever bring a basket, my lord?"

Vendors in the market sell vegetables, but they can't wrap them luxuriously in oiled paper. Most of them put them in customers' baskets. If there is no basket, they can only hold it with their hands.

Li Mian's reaction surprised Chen Yuanyuan: "Oh, so it's this tofu."

"This tofu?"

Chen Yuanyuan covered it again with the yellowed linen cloth, and asked puzzledly: "All the tofu in the world look like this, so you must have seen other tofu."

The two answered irrelevant questions, and what they said did not mean the same thing.

Li Mian smiled, and said seriously: "This is old tofu made with brine. It is yellowish in color and not as delicious as white tofu, especially when made into tofu flowers. Well, I suddenly remembered something, Do you two like to eat sweet or salty?"

After saying this, Li Mian looked at Chen Yuanyuan and the pheasant with great anticipation, waiting to see the sweet and salty fight. Judging from the fact that the pheasant likes to eat candied fruit, it should be sweet tofu.

Chen Yuanyuan is hard to say, she is from Southern Zhili, so she likes to eat sweet bean curd, but she has lived in the capital for many years, it is more likely that she eats salty bean curd.

Li Mian waited for a long time, but did not wait for a reply.

The pheasant slave looked confused. He didn't know what tofu flower was, let alone which one was more delicious, sweet or salty.

Chen Yuanyuan's Qiushui eyes looked at him in bewilderment. He also didn't understand the tofu flower in this sentence. Could it be a kind of flower that sprouts and blooms like green onion.

Li Mian choked, and suddenly remembered something. After wandering around the Jinshui River for a long time, he had never seen a tofu flower vendor: "Is there no white tofu in the capital?"

The pheasant slave quickly shook the double-ringed bun. She was so greedy that she had never seen white tofu. If there was a special white tofu, she would definitely taste it.

Chen Yuanyuan thought about it carefully for a while, and said affirmatively: "My family has never seen the white tofu that the young master mentioned in Nanzhili and Beizhili."

(End of this chapter)