Tian's little cook

Chapter 69 Lin Zhener's Thoughts

Chapter 69 Lin Zhener's Thoughts

The vegetable market in Yunze City is gathered together, and today is the time for the big market, and there are many vendors selling vegetables.

"Zhimo, do you want to buy vegetables?" Sun Ranjiu asked, "Didn't you usually buy them at the gate of the city?"

The food at the gate of the city will be cheaper, Lin Zhimo never comes to the market to buy.

"Uh, I'm looking for something." Lin Zhimo thought that Dashengchao Tofu might be called another name, so she decided to look for it herself.

In the end, after walking the market twice, Lin Zhimo didn't see any tofu, but there were a few shops selling soybeans.

It seems that there is really no tofu here, Lin Zhimo feels a little pity.She likes tofu and bean curd, but it seems that they can't eat them in Dasheng Dynasty.

The three walked out of Yunze City, Lin Zhimo looked at the passers-by, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

Since there is no tofu, she simply makes it by herself.

Going to and from Yunze City every day, Lin Zhimo already knew that there was a lot of traffic here, and there were customers who opened a small stall to sell food.

Like the wonton she ate last time, the taste was so ordinary, and there were quite a few people who ate it.

If she makes bean curd and tofu, she can open a breakfast shop that buys bean curd.

I believe that with her cooking skills, coupled with this one, the business will definitely be very good.

Lin Zhimo immediately told Lin Jiao and Sun Ranjiu what he thought, and both of them thought it was good, but—

How to make tofu and tofu?
"I want to think about what my mother said before." Lin Zhimo said that she only heard Shen's talk, but in fact she wanted to recall the production process herself.

Until he got home, Lin Zhimo still had no clue.In the past, when she made bean curd, she directly added plaster of paris, but she really didn't know how the plaster of paris was made.

The busy farming season was over, and the villagers had a little leisure time. It was much earlier for Lin Guo and Lin Xian to finish their farm work and go home.

This also means that Lin Zhimo and them will meet from time to time.

"Lin Zhimo." Lin Zhen'er saw her and Lin Jiao coming back in the yard, and immediately yelled.

Lin Zhimo also didn't understand why her big cousin had changed her sex recently, so she wanted to say hello from time to time.

"Sister in the lobby, what's the matter?" Lin Zhimo didn't tear up his face with Lin Guo's family, and he answered her every question.

She walked towards Lin Zhen'er, and Lin Jiao naturally followed her.

Seeing Lin Jiao approaching, Lin Zhen'er restrained her nervousness and shyness, "What do you go to Yunze City every day now?"

Lin Zhimo didn't tell the two families that she was working as a cook, "I'll take Lin Jiao to see the doctor."

"Oh." Lin Zhen'er glanced at Lin Jiao quickly, and pretended to be casual, "Is he still not well?"

"Mr. Zhang said it will take some time." Lin Zhimo didn't want to have a meaningless conversation with her. She was thirsty now and just wanted to go back and drink water.

Just as he was about to turn around, Lingo came back with a hoe.

"Uncle." Lin Zhimo greeted him.

"Yeah." Lingo's attitude towards her was quite kind, "You came back from the city? Why don't you come in and have a sit?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhen'er did not stop her like before, but instead said: "My mother has returned to her mother's house today."

The implication is that Chen is not at home, they can come in.

No wonder Lin Guo dared to invite them into the house, it turned out that Mrs. Chen was not at home.

Lin Zhimo shook his head: "No, we still have things to do."

Lin Zhen'er looked at Lin Jiao's tall back, feeling a little sweet in her heart.

If it wasn't for looking at Lin Jiao a few more times, she wouldn't want to talk to Lin Zhimo, a bastard.

(End of this chapter)

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