Nongmen fierce girl head chef

Chapter 82 Making Tofu (1)
When I got home and told Lin Jiaxin about accepting Lin Changqing, I thought my father would readily agree, but after hearing this, Lin Jiaxin put down the mooncake mold in his hand and frowned: "That kid Changqing is clever, but , Learning carpentry is tiring and doesn't make much money, I'm afraid of this kid. Big girl, did Changqing ask you to ask me?"

Lin Yuan thought it was because her father didn't want to accept apprentices. Hearing what he said, she was worried that Lin Changqing didn't like being a carpenter, so she smiled and said, "No, I just remembered this and told Lan Hua a few words. Lan Hua said that her brother I really like this job, but I didn't come to apprentice because of your inconvenient legs."

These words were indeed spoken by Lanhua. It is said that Lin Changqing was very envious of Lin Jiaxin's skill before, and later wanted to work with him, but he did not expect that Lin Jiaxin had an accident later.

Hearing what my daughter said, Lin Jiaxin was naturally happy. Although his craft is not unique and secret, some work skills, and even the tools used for work are different from other carpenters.If Lin Jiaxin hadn't said these things himself, others wouldn't even be able to see them, even Lin Ershuan, who worked with him, didn't quite understand them.

Now we have to wait for Lin Changqing to see what he means when he comes back from the town at night.

Noodles were still eaten at noon. Originally, Lin Yuan planned to make some bread dumplings, but there was not enough time today, so the dumplings had to be made tomorrow instead.

Because she promised Guizhi's sister-in-law to teach her third aunt how to make pancakes, Lin Yuan hurried to Guizhi's sister-in-law's house after lunch.Noon is the time when customers come to the door, so Guizhi's sister-in-law does not go back to the village.There are only three aunts and little stones in the family. After hearing Lin Yuan say that sister-in-law Guizhi plans to make biscuits by herself, the third aunt looks excited. Little stone is already big, so she can make it at home without her staring at it all the time. She is naturally happy in every possible way to earn money from some biscuits.

Making sesame seed cakes is actually not difficult to say, just like others, what Lin Yuan made is nothing more than adding sesame salt and lard to the noodles, so it is more fragrant.Later, she proposed to put some sugar in it, and the result was sugar biscuits.But generally the men in the town don't like to eat candied biscuits very much, so she didn't ask the third aunt to make too many of them.But when the sesame seed cakes at their stall become popular in the future, and when other women and children come to buy them, they can launch this new style of sesame seed cakes.

Of course, sesame seed cakes can also be made into various other shapes. You can put chili, sesame paste, green onion, etc., and even put some meat paste to make meat sesame seed cakes.But this pork is too expensive, ordinary people don't buy it every day, so it's better not to sell this pork pancake at a small stall.

After returning from Guizhi's sister-in-law's house, Lin Yuan started to prepare tofu.The soybeans had already been soaked, so after closing the door, Lin Wei and Lin Wei moved the small stone mill to a cool place in the corner, and prepared a large basin to hold the ground soybean milk later.

After preparing these, Lin Yuan put the soaked beans aside, sat on the small stool by herself, scooped soybeans into the small stone mill with a spoon in one hand, and slowly ground the small stone mill with the handle of the other hand.This stone mill is very small, and the soybeans have been soaked for a few days in advance, so they are very soft, and it doesn't take much effort to grind them.Seeing the viscous soy milk slowly flowing from the mouth of the small stone mill into the big basin, Lin Yuan was both excited and looking forward to it.

Xiao Linshuang on the side rolled her eyes. Taking advantage of the time when the elder sister turned around to scoop the soybeans, her little finger quickly wiped the soybean milk from the soybean milk, and then stuffed it into her own mouth. Slowly smash it, and the little brows frowned. What does it taste like? There are no children, there are a lot of dregs, and it is not delicious at all.

(End of this chapter)