After drinking too much space water and washing the marrow, Yang Yun not only applied yellow-brown grass juice on her skin, but also made a simple mask and gloves to cover the exposed skin while working.

, I went to town yesterday and took off all my "arms".

The amount of grass juice Yang Yun applies every day will be reduced as appropriate, so the family has subconsciously accepted the fact that Yang Yun has turned white. The three of Yang Daming and Yang Daming who returned home today suddenly saw each other, and there was inevitably a big visual conflict.

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Today's protagonist is not Yang Yun, so everyone's focus soon returned to the three people returning home.

Of course Yang Sanming is no exception.

I saw Yang Sanming looking at Yang Daming with admiration and said, "Brother, what interesting things happened in the county recently?"

Yang Yun also wanted to know, so she pulled a star fruit that was looking enviously at the silver butterfly ornament on Ning Huiying's bun. She was about to find a place to sit down and listen quietly to Yang Daming's next words, but there was a soft voice behind her.

"No matter how fair your hands are, they are still a pair of firewood hands."

Yang Yun's hearing was not bad to begin with, but after being washed with space water, her hearing improved to a higher level.

Yang Yun heard Yang Zhi's voice word for word, but she didn't take it seriously, and kept walking towards the place she found.

"Many things happen in the county every day, but there are only two things that people always talk about after dinner. The first is the Nineteenth Prince, the biological brother of the current Holy Emperor, His Highness King Chen, who personally takes command and guards Yanmen Pass.

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Hearing this, Yang Laoshi stopped smoking his pipe and pot, and quickly asked, "Since ancient times, when the two sides have fought, the general is crucial to victory or not. I wonder if this King Chen..."

"His Royal Highness Chen Wang has been extremely gifted since he was a child. He is capable of literature and martial arts. He was favored by the late emperor, so he was conferred with the imperial title. There are few people with such honors in ancient and modern times. The day before yesterday, news of the success of Yanmen Pass came. King Chen was brave and good at fighting, and fought with Rong Di.

In the first battle, the opponent's general was beheaded. The Rongdi army was defeated and retreated twenty miles outside Yanmen Pass. However, our number of wounded was not many, and the number of casualties was zero. This battle was unprecedented." Yang Qingyun is a scholar and a court official.

Naturally, Zhongzheng Affairs was clear about it, so he added.

Yang Laoshi clapped his hands on the edge of the kang in excitement and shouted, "Okay, okay, okay..."

Hearing this, Qin's nervous fists unclenched, and tears instantly fell from her already red eyes, and she truly cried with joy, "My Muwazi is still alive, Muwazi is still alive..."

Mrs. Li also clasped her hands together and called out, "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless..."

Xiao Li, Zhao, Fang, and Ning also had red eyes and comforted Qin, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yang Qingmu was gone, their conscience would not feel good.

After a while, Mrs. Qin calmed down from the joy that Yang Qingmu was still alive, and the atmosphere in the room became harmonious. Yang Daming continued the topic just now, "The second thing is that on the 16th of this month, Tianxiang Tower will hold a vegetable fight.

General Assembly."

"Ah, is it Tianxianglou who held a vegetable fighting competition last year, and the leader was an ordinary tofu dish?" Yang Sanming said in surprise.

"Third Uncle, there is only one Tianxiang Tower in the county." Yang Qingyun said in a calm tone.

Yang Sanming also felt that his reaction might be a bit exaggerated, and said sheepishly, "Uncle San has never seen the world. It's really surprising that an ordinary dish of tofu can win the title."

"Third brother, not only are you surprised, but everyone in the county is also surprised, so everyone is looking forward to this vegetable fighting competition this year..." Yang Daming glanced at his son lightly and then tried to save face for Yang Sanming.

Hearing what Yang Daming said, the awkwardness in Yang Sanming's heart disappeared without a trace, and he still smiled and said, "Brother, the reward of Xianglou that day was still the same as last year, 50 taels of silver for the first place, and 30 taels of silver for the second place.

, 10 taels of silver for third place?”

Leader!

Tofu!

50 taels of silver.

While Yang Yun was pondering these words, Yang Qinglin came in sweating profusely and said, "Grandma, the soybeans are ground."

Mrs. Li nodded and glanced at her daughters-in-law.

Knowing that Yang Qingmu was still alive, Mrs. Qin was in a very good mood. Without waiting for Mrs. Li's instructions, she stood up and said, "Mom, I'll go."

"Okay, let's order tofu from Lao Er's house and make half old tofu and half soft tofu."

"Hey" Mrs. Qin walked out of the main room briskly.

Mrs. Li's natal family was in the tofu business. Mrs. Li also got the true inheritance. She just married into the Yang family. She also had a tofu business, but the Yang family had no backing. She was soon suppressed by a vendor in Heisongyi Town who had a backing.

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The tofu business could not be opened, so the tofu could only be eaten at home. Mrs. Li had daughters-in-law and was too lazy to cook, so she passed on the craft to her daughters-in-law.

Making tofu is no secret in the Yang family.

Yang Yun's eyes flashed, and she followed Mrs. Qin to the kitchen.

"Mom, you have been busy for a long time today and you are tired. You can go and rest. Let me make the tofu today..."

Mrs. Qin thought that the opportunity was rare. Her second daughter had seen people making tofu, but she had never tried it.

The daughter's family knew a craft and could stand up in her husband's family, so she nodded and told Yang He, who had just returned from washing the pigs in the river, "He'er, Yun'er has never mastered it after all, you see.

Come on, mom is indeed a little tired, just straighten up a little."

In fact, Mrs. Qin was not tired, she just couldn't wait to tell Yang Erming about Yang Qingmu and make him happy.

"Well, mother, you can go and take a rest. I'm here, Yun'er won't blind this tofu..."

The soy milk has already been filtered.

Under Yang He's "attention gift" with a good look, Yang Yun cooked the slurry, skimmed the foam, stirred, cooled, peeled the beans, and ordered the sour brine... Each step was completed according to Qin's steps.

Preparation of tofu.

"Yun'er is good at needlework, but I didn't expect that she is really good at cooking."

Yang He praised Qin who had returned to the kitchen and Yang Qinglin who came to help press the tofu.

Mrs. Qin was also very upset that Yang Yun didn't like to do needlework. At this time, after listening to Yang He's words, her face flashed with brilliance, "No matter how talented you are in cooking, you have to practice hard. When it is our second house's turn to be the errand, we will

Yun'er, come and cook."

Yang Yun: Uh-huh

Can time go back?

If I could, I would never go out of my way to make tofu. Even if I did, it would be "strange".

I want to make a fortune and become well-off, so I can't waste my time.

Cooking can be a hobby, but it must not be a job.

I want to be beautiful and not smell like oil smoke all day long.

Besides, what’s so good about a farmer’s meal that lacks salt and oil?

God, I was wrong, please forgive me!

I don’t know if God heard Yang Yun’s inner prayer. Anyway, Mrs. Qin didn’t hear it. At this time, she was looking at Yang Yun who was looking constipated and said, "Your uncles are here today. You mean to be a pig?"

Mixed soup. I will light the fire today, and you two sisters will cook dinner."

Yang He received Qin's gaze and quickly nodded in agreement.

And Yang Yun...she just wants to work as a foreigner.

A wise daughter is better than a mother.

Mrs. Qin sat on the small bench in front of the stove fire, threw a piece of firewood into the stove, and said quietly, "If you can't cook the rice well, then I will watch you do needlework from now on. Hey... a girl needles and threads, she has to have tea and rice."

There is one thing you can use."

All right.

Instead of sewing, she would rather cook.

If there are policies from above, there will be countermeasures from below.

Anyway, it only happens once every three days. When the time comes, she can do whatever she wants, and there are thousands of excuses for not wanting to do it.

After thinking about it, Yang Yun smiled mischievously.

The so-called pork offal soup is a stew of all the pig offal and potatoes.

We need pig head, pork belly, and pork liver for cooking tomorrow, so today's pig offal soup can only use the remaining pig intestines, pig heart, and pig lungs.

Yang Yun first blanched the pig intestines, pig heart, and pig lungs, then cut the pig intestines into small sections, and cut the pig heart and lungs into thin slices.

Pour the pig intestines containing fat into the pot, stir-fry until the oil is released, then add the pig heart, pig lungs and the prepared onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry.


Chapter completed!