Chapter 712: Chapter 712: Fresh Soy Milk
Just like Qiao Changshun, he wanted to advise Qiao Xiaomai in a long-winded way.
Qiao Xiaomai repeated the same thing she just said to Qiao Changshun word for word, leaving Zhuang Luhe speechless.
“Mother, sisters Zhaodi and Yindi are both hard-working and diligent, can you bear to see them being bullied?” Qiao Xiaomai asked as she dug into her egg custard with a spoon.
Zhuang Luhe shook her head.
“That’s settled then. They are now my people. I have to protect them. You and father will live here from now on. You can deal with the villagers who come to work, there’s no need to interact with the people from the Tong family.”
After some thought, she still advised, “Sister-in-law has become a scholar, he will continue to rise in the future. If you continue to be so aggressive, he might get put off.”
“Let him dare be put off by me!” Qiao Xiaomai arched her eyebrows, scoffed lightly, and displayed a domineering demeanor.
She pressed her lips tightly and fell silent.
All her fault, she ran away, forcing this change in her daughter’s character, no longer able to trace the girl she was before.
Qiao Xiaomai glanced at her, knowing that she had started to feel uncomfortable again, so she changed the topic, “By the way, have the beans dried yet? What about the sesame seeds, are they dry?”
“Soak some beans. I want to make tofu, soy milk and tofu skin to try.” The taste of sweet potatoes was so stunning, so the flavor of soybeans would definitely not be inferior.
And sesame seeds, sesame paste, sesame oil, the taste is definitely amazing.
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Luhe sighed, “Then I’ll go soak them.”
“Go ahead.” Qiao Xiaomai nodded, sitting at the entrance of the warehouse, watching Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi busy themselves, tutting once.
She had made this manor like a paradise, all Zhuang Luhe and Qiao Changshun had to do was sit back and enjoy their blessings, so why worry unnecessarily?
Who can’t live without whom?
With these thoughts, she quickly finished the custard in the bowl, then stood up and ran off to wash the sesame seeds.
She planned to send some of these agricultural products to Yang Ye, and before leaving, she must see Xiaoyang, the guard. She and Tong Sanlang were leaving for a month, and she didn’t know how the dyed dried sweet potatoes she had sent would fare.
If there was any follow-up to be done, Qiao Changshun and Zhuang Luhe would have to take over.
So in the morning, Qiao Xiaomai washed some sesame seeds, dried them, and Tong Sanlang and Qiao Changshun were busy moving furniture.
In the afternoon, once the sesame seeds were dry, Qiao Xiaomai collected them and sent Tong Sanlang to grind them in the town.
She had never ground sesame oil, and the villagers used to exchange sesame seeds for sesame oil in the town.
Once Tong Sanlang was gone, she started grinding soy milk.
The task was rather easy for her, but Qiao Changshun insisted on using a donkey wheel for grinding, to save her the effort. So, she just stood aside and watched. Chapters first released on novèlfire.net
Very quickly, a bucket full of smooth white soy milk was produced, all flowing into a wooden barrel under the stone mill.
After filtering out the soy pulp with fine linen, she started boiling the soy milk in a pot.
The kitchen was open air, just a shed set up at the entrance of the warehouse, so as soon as the soy milk started boiling, the aroma wafted out.
Qiao Dami woke up from his nap, originally busy copying a large character, but couldn’t continue when he smelled the pleasant aroma, and ran to the stove, insisting on helping Qiao Xiaomai stoke the fire.
“You and father go and fetch a few buckets of water.” Qiao Xiaomai sent him off.
They couldn’t finish a pot of soy milk as a family, so they were going to send some to Miao Dali’s engineering team later.
And also to those who come to work, each get a bowl too.
All the crops from the one hundred and fifty acres of farmland here had been harvested, and in another couple of days, it would be time to go and harvest millet from the other fields.