shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Wen Zhuqing has been very busy these days. Although he heard that Jiang Zhimiao was making tofu, it was strange to see it with his own eyes.

The soy milk was a little yellowish and smelled very good, similar to the milk he had eaten at home before. He observed it carefully for a moment and then picked up the tofu on the table.

Minghuai, the pearl in the room, couldn't wait any longer. When he finally saw him coming, he actually picked up the tofu and looked at it carefully. The two of them were furious.

Mingzhu sat on the kang, twisting her body anxiously, staring at the soy milk on the table, "Brother, stop looking at it, Mingzhu wants to drink it."

Seeing her swallowing her saliva anxiously, Wen Zhuqing understood. He immediately pushed the soy milk on the table to her and said with a smile: "Here, drink it if you want."

Jiang Zhimiao looked at her greedy little look and laughed softly, "Okay, since Jing Ming is here, let's drink together, just to taste my craftsmanship. I have just heated this soy milk." , it should be almost ready to drink now, just drink it all."

She pointed to the soy milk on the table and said with a smile. After finishing her words, Jiang Zhimiao took out several small bowls from the closet, divided the soy milk into several portions, and handed them to them one by one.

The sea bowl used by farmers for eating is very large. Carefully divide it into portions according to the stomach sizes of several children. Not only can you taste it, but you can also mix it with water to fill up.

Wen Zhuqing looked at the soy milk she handed in front of him and was stunned. He waved his hand and declined: "They can drink it, but I don't need it."

Even if the bowl was full of soy milk, he couldn't let a few people share it. Seeing that he didn't want to, Jiang Zhimiao didn't force it and took the bowl back.

Xu Yourong had drunk soy milk before. Although she was not a concubine, she was still a concubine in the Hou Mansion. She could still afford a bowl of soy milk. However, this was the first time for her to drink freshly ground soy milk like this.

Usually, what she drinks is someone who specially grinds it and sends it to the house. This is the first time for her to drink soy milk made from farm soybeans. After swallowing, she pursed her lips and sighed meaningfully: "Again It’s spongy and dense, not bad.”

Jiang Zhimiao also wanted to ask the three little ones for their comments, but seeing how they were burying their heads in tears and drinking, she smiled and said jokingly: "It seems that this soy milk is really good. They haven't raised their heads even after drinking it."

Wen Zhuqing looked along her hand and laughed softly, "That's true."

"Ha, I just said that my craftsmanship is good, and I handed it to you and you didn't drink it."

When Wen Zhuqing heard the teasing laughter, she turned around and saw Jiang Zhimiao boasting unceremoniously, talking about the benefits of soy milk with her head held high, and even started dancing as if she was not satisfied.

Jiang Zhimiao sat upright, the room was heated by the fire, and she unconsciously rolled up the corners of her sleeves. Now she was sitting on the kang, with the corners of her sleeves rolled up, exposing a small piece of skin on her wrist.

The skin is like cream, the hands are as soft as silk, and the white is dazzling.

The fair skin dazzled in front of Wen Zhuqing's eyes. He was stunned, turned his eyes away, clenched the tofu in his hand, and continued to listen to her talk about the subtleties of tofu.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't notice Wen Zhuqing's movements, but felt that the fire in the room was getting hotter and hotter. She unconsciously fanned her hands twice, and then rolled up her sleeves as she couldn't see the heat.

It was already blindingly white, but now it was pulled up again, which made Wen Zhuqing unable to resist for a moment. He stood up straight and tried to move to the side, his head was very dizzy, as if he was drunk.

After Xu Yourong finished drinking, she saw that he was almost standing against the wall. She was stunned and said, "Zhuqing, this place is quite spacious. Just come and sit."

As she said that, she patted the empty space on the kang and said, "This kang is big, and a few more people can sit here." Not to mention it was okay, but as soon as Wen Zhuqing said that, the whiteness appeared in front of Wen Zhuqing's eyes again, shaking him. My hands and feet are so weak that I can barely stand.

He unconsciously squeezed the oil paper wrapping the tofu tightly and lowered his eyes to cover up the rising redness on his face, "Auntie, no need, I'm a little hot. Stand by the wall to get some air."

Seeing what he said, Xu Yourong didn't force it. She looked around to feel the temperature, and then replied with a smile: "Indeed, the charcoal in the room is indeed too hot. I will remove some in a while."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded and used his hand as a fan to echo: "Indeed, I think so too."

The familiar voice poured into his ears, and the dazzling whiteness just now appeared in Wen Zhuqing's eyes again. He remained silent, trying hard to suppress the rising heat deep in his body, and whispered:

"Auntie, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first. Thank you for the soy milk and tofu. I'm about to go out, so I'll take some of the charcoal with me."

Jiang Zhimiao felt hot at first, but now when Wen Zhuqing said it, she smiled and nodded, "Okay, you can take some out. Thank you very much."

Wen Zhuqing lowered his head, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then hurriedly went out with charcoal and tofu.

The three children usually stick together. Seeing Wen Zhuqing go back, Jing Ming raised his head from the bowl, smiled and shouted at his disappearing back: "Brother, go back and tell your parents about lunch and I won't go back to eat." ”

"I understand." After a reply came from outside the house and he ran away, all he could hear was his footsteps in panic.

Jiang Zhimiao had told Yu Shui beforehand about the tofu, maybe because she had five taels of silver in front of her. After she mentioned the tofu, he didn't have any reaction and just agreed.

She has already grown the bean sprouts and has put them in the room where the tofu is kept. She will just wait for two days to go and cook them directly.

As for the vegetables in the greenhouse, Jiang Zhimiao originally wanted to grow some beans and tomatoes, but when she thought that tomatoes were not available in this era, she gave up the idea and planted green vegetables and spinach.

Hot pot is the most suitable dish in winter, not to mention that these are from this dynasty. Even if she takes them out, she won't attract many people's envy, let alone suspicion.

If anyone asked, she would just say that she grew them at home. As long as others saw the vegetables in her greenhouse, she would not be suspicious of any dishes she brought out in the future.

These days, she is running between the house and home. Although she is busy and is hitting the back of her head, fortunately, nothing goes wrong on either side.

After her day and night care, the Meing Sheep and the Heng Heng Cow had grown to fifty pounds. Jiang Zhimiao didn't feel much about seeing them every day. It was only after she bought a scale that she realized they had grown to [-] pounds. Fifty pounds.

She estimated that this group of cattle and sheep belonged to a quick-growing breed. No matter how much they were fed, ordinary cattle and sheep would not grow to fifty pounds in just ten days. When they were first weighed, she was shocked.

Jiang Zhimiao has always thought that green grass seeds are a good thing. When they are gone, she scatters them into the ground. In three quarters of an hour, they will grow full by themselves, saving her the time to find grass.

Since cattle and sheep are accustomed to defecating anywhere, after being locked up in the pen, she had to cut grass every day to feed them. The grass was good, but it was a bit waste after being cut for ten consecutive days. (End of chapter)