With a Door In Mind

Jiang Xiaochuan was listening to the adults chatting.

"Hey... It's very strange today. I feel like I can't use up all my strength."

The speaker was a middle-aged man.

Someone next to him heard his words teasingly: "Second brother, haven't you handed in the public rations recently? Otherwise, where will the strength come from?"

"Dazhu, don't be like you've never seen a woman before, be careful to die on your mother-in-law's belly."

This woman is not inferior to men when she jokes.

The people next to him were all laughing.

Relatives in the village are called by their nicknames, or they are called according to their rank at home.

For example, the eldest uncle and the second son of the second uncle's family, younger people will call them second brother. Therefore, in a village, there are often many elder brothers, second elder brothers and the like.

Jiang Xiaochuan thought that the spring water should have played a role.

One afternoon, everyone felt that they were full of energy.

The speed of mowing the wheat is also very fast.

However, he also discovered that maybe because of the small amount, it began to weaken after an hour.

She took a peek at the time, it was only after one o'clock. According to the pattern of previous years, this has to be done until ninety o'clock in the evening.

Wait until the scooter with cold water comes back. He added a little more to the bucket. Enough to last till ninety o'clock at night.

What Jiang Xiaochuan didn't know was that his behavior contributed to the increase in the birth rate in the village. .

An afternoon was spent chatting and busy. It's almost time for dinner.

At this time, Jiang Mingwu winked at Jiang Xiaochuan.

In Jiang Xiaochuan's puzzled eyes, he saw Jiang Ming Wujiang stuffed a wheat head into his clothes.

At this time, he glanced around and found that many children were doing it. The adult next to him also pretended not to see it.

Jiang Dingzhong, on the other hand, was working with his head down. I don't know if he didn't see it.

"Is this an unspoken rule? Isn't this teaching bad children?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head at him. I can't finish eating this stuff myself, so why get it?

Looking at Jiang Mingwu putting wheat heads in his clothes, he thought, isn't it so irritating?

Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan was not moving, Jiang Mingwu ignored him, took out a few more and put them into his clothes, and then stopped.

Not long after. There was a whistle.

A group of people then walked towards the village.

After dinner, the child and the old man came back. The rest of the adult workforce is still busy.

Jiang Xiaochuan asked Jiang Xiaohe to go back by himself, while he was walking around the village.

In the era of information bombardment in the previous life, all kinds of self-media emerged one after another. I have also seen how to make tofu on the Internet.

That is, boil soy milk and brine to order tofu.

Now I only have two problems, one is to grind soy milk, and the other is to find brine, which is very simple.

Jiang Xiaochuan swayed away from everyone and came to the Wu family's house in the far north.

This is a set of semi-brick yard.

He glanced around with his mind, and there was an old man and three children in the house. The children are not big, the youngest is only four or five years old, and the oldest is only eleven or twelve years old. Probably the grandson of the family. .

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he knocked on the door.

This is already the northernmost part of the village, and no one usually comes here.

"Squeak..."

It didn't take long for the door to be opened, and it was the old man who opened the door.

The old man opened the door, saw Jiang Xiaochuan, and asked strangely, "Little boy, who are you looking for?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at an old man in front of him. Maybe because he was older, some age spots appeared on his face and his back was a little hunched.

A pair of eyes are also a little cloudy, and there is not much expression. There is a sense of imminent end.

Jiang Xiaochuan took back his thoughts and said with a naive smile, "Grandpa Wu, I'm here to find you."

The old man was stunned when he heard Jiang Xiaochuan's words, and said, "Little boy, why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked around.

Wu Zhenggen's eyes darkened when he saw Jiang Xiaochuan's actions. His family has become a plague **** in the village.

Jiang Xiaochuan turned his head to see the other party's expression and understood what the other party meant. He said, "Grandpa Wu, I want to ask something, can you tell me later?"

He pointed to the back of the yard.

Wu Zhenggen glanced at him and thought for a moment. Then he entered the house and explained that his grandson came out.

Jiang Xiaochuan followed him to the back of the house. Unless someone comes here specially, no one will pass by.

Old Man Wu stopped, turned his head, and said to Jiang Xiaochuan, "Do you want to make a recipe for tofu brine?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't opened his mouth yet.

Seeing the other party's expression, Old Man Wu smiled and said, "My family has nothing now, I just want to live a stable life. Except for the recipe for brine, there is nothing that makes people miss it."

Jiang Xiaochuan sighed inwardly, saying that people are old and smart, which is not true at all.

Several old men I met, old man Qin, old man He, and the old man Wu in front of him. All are wise masters.

Jiang Xiaochuan did not speak, and nodded lightly.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's actions, the old man Wu shook his head gently and said, "The recipe must not be given to you, and you are not the first person to come up with a recipe."

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he thought that it doesn't matter whether he wants to make the recipe for brine, just give him some brine.

Anyway, just make something and eat it yourself.

"Grandpa Wu, I'm not trying to play your way. It's one of my father's comrades in arms. He wants to get some brine to make some tofu. If you can give me some brine."

Old Man Wu was stunned when he heard the other party's words. He thought that Jiang Xiaochuan was called to ask for the recipe. I didn't expect it to be just a little bit of brine.

This is not impossible.

Then he hesitated and said, "It's okay to give you some brine, but I have a premise."

Jiang Xiaochuan heard his words and said, "Grandpa Wu. Say it."

Old Man Wu thought for a while and said, "I'll give you brine. When you let your father's comrades make tofu, give me some tofu. Get me some meat."

Wu Zhenggen was also helpless in his heart. His ancestors made tofu, and it was a luxury for his grandson to eat some tofu.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan frowned. It wasn't that he couldn't get the thing, but it would be a big trouble if someone found out.

It goes without saying why you want meat and tofu. Anyway, there are not a few people in the village who secretly cook.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's expression, Wu Zhenggen understood what the other party meant.

He said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't say it. Besides, even if I say it, will anyone believe it? It's enough that only the two of us know about it. If it doesn't work, then forget it."

Jiang Xiaochuan thought about it for a while and felt the same, and said that he didn't admit it. No, you can search for yourself.

So he agreed. "Okay, let me tell you, how much do you want, Grandpa Wu?"

Old Man Wu smiled, "You can just watch as much as you want, and don't dislike it if you have more."

Jiang Xiaochuan's head turned black, this is the old fox.

He also nodded with a smile and said, "I'll ask my uncle then. Master, you can get it out as soon as possible. You should be able to get a rabbit for you by then. As for how much brine you get, you can just decide. More is not too much.”

When Old Man Wu heard him say there was a rabbit, his eyes lit up. I don't care what the other person said on purpose.

With a smile, he said, "Okay, I promise to satisfy that person."

It was agreed that he would come to pick up the brine tomorrow. He thought that he had to ask for gauze, so he said to the old man Wu, "Grandpa Wu, do you still have the gauze for making tofu?"

Old Man Wu asked strangely, "You make tofu~www.wuxiahere.com~ without tools?"

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.

Seeing this, Old Man Wu thought that the other party could get the meat, he hesitated for a while, but nodded.

"I'll give you a piece at that time, enough gauze to make ten catties of tofu."

Just three feet of gauze. Not too much, and this gauze can't make clothes either.

Jiang Xiaochuan was overjoyed when he heard his words, and quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa Wu."

Then Jiang Xiaochuan left.

In the evening, when the two sons of the Wu family and their wives came back, they saw Old Man Wu making brine.

The eldest son was immediately shocked. The old man won't think about it. Be aware that this brine is poisonous.

The eldest hurried to the other side and said anxiously, "Father, what are you doing? Although we are not as wealthy as we used to be, we are still able to pass, so don't think too much about it."

Seeing this, Old Man Wu cursed angrily: "Go away. What are you talking about. Why do I want to die when I live well."

Seeing this, the boss scratched his head embarrassedly, "Dad, why are you making brine?"

Old Man Wu rolled his eyes, pointed to his second son who was snickering beside him, and said, "As you can see, your brother knows that I won't do such a stupid thing."

The boss touched his head and smiled. He muttered, "I'm not afraid that you can't think about it?"

The old man Wu sighed lightly beside him, his eldest son, filial piety is really filial, but he is a bit lacking.

At this time, the second child smiled and said, "Dad, do you want someone to make brine? Isn't the village not grinding tofu now?"

Old Man Wu shook his head slightly. : "It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it. It's so late, so go get some sleep. The boys are all asleep."

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