Chapter 24

She put all the dried tofu she bought yesterday in the fridge. She took it out and poured it into the vegetable sink to wash it. She put it in a bamboo sieve and cut it while drying water. She cut one end of the dried bean into strips the size of her index finger, leaving about a quarter of it together.

She cut very fast. Jiang Beizhan, who came in to put dishes and chopsticks, saw her flying knives and wiped a cold sweat: scared him to death. Fortunately, her fingers still grow well on her hands.

"Why do you buy so much dried tofu?" Jiang Beizhan asked, does she want to eat dried tofu every day in the future?

"I'm going to sell spicy tofu for the time being." Ye Ziqing raised her head and smiled at him. "The spicy tofu I made is delicious. When will you go? If it's time, try the spicy tofu I made."

"OK." Jiangbei War didn't know why he had to postpone the departure time. Was it really to taste the spicy tofu with another style?

First pour rapeseed oil into the pot and stir fry with ginger, garlic, cinnamon, star anise and pepper. After the flavor is fried, pour in the cut dry tofu and stir fry for two or three minutes. Then add red pepper powder and other spices and continue to stir fry. Stir fry for one or two minutes and add clear water.

Cook for about ten minutes, add pepper, salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and mountain pepper oil to taste, turn it several times, mix all the seasonings evenly, and the juice in the pot can be removed.

"It's delicious. It's great." Lin Hong was drinking water while eating tofu.

"It's delicious." Jiangbei war raised his thumb to Ye Ziqing.

"I'll take a lunch box to decorate for you and take it to the unit to eat?" It is the chef's happiest thing that his own food is liked by others, and ye Ziqing is not refined.

"OK, put them on and take them back to feed those bastards." Lin Hong nodded like a chicken pecking rice for fear that ye Ziqing would regret the next second.

"All right." Ye Ziqing ordered to find the container. So many lunch boxes can't fit. There are no other containers at home. Ye Ziqing had to find a bucket for edible oil, pour out the oil in a sea bowl, cut half of the neck of the bucket with a knife, put in the tofu, paste it with transparent tape, and put the rest in two lunch boxes, Then put on the plastic bag.

"Qingqing, this is tofu money." Before leaving, Lin hongsai gave Ye Ziqing 20 yuan.

"Mr. Lin, no, this tofu is not worth money." How could ye Ziqing take their money?

"Today is your first day in business. If you don't charge money, it doesn't bode well. We'll buy it. We won't pay for it later." Lin Hong waved to her and got on the bus.

"Not so much." Ye Ziqing caught up.

"Put more here first and keep it for us to buy delicious food next time." As soon as Lin Hong stepped on the accelerator, the car was like a stray arrow and soon disappeared into the traffic flow.

At this time, Baishui Town, ye family.

Zhang Aiqin's mother and son sent Ye Zhiyong away and sat on the sofa in the living room, chatting while watching TV.

"Mom, is Ye Ziqing really not coming back?" Zhang Ziying peeled melon seeds in her hand, but kept talking about ye Ziqing in her mouth. Without Ye Ziqing, a lot of things at home fell on her.

"I think so." Zhang Aiqin is not sure. A 16-year-old girl says she is big or small. If she can go out and don't study, she really won't come back to be angry.

"She certainly won't give up reading. She is a smart person. She knows that she won't be promising if she doesn't study. I wonder if she will go to grandma and aunt." Zhang Ziying doesn't believe that ye Ziqing will easily put down her studies. Her grades are so good that as long as she studies hard, she can be admitted to the University of Kyoto.

This old innocence doesn't have eyes. Why give ye Ziqing such a smart mind? She spends more time on her study than she does, but her grades are far worse than her. If she focuses all her energy on her studies, she can't catch up with her. With this understanding, Zhang Ziying can't help being discouraged.

"No matter where she goes, as long as she doesn't go back to this home. Without her, I think the air at home is fresh." Zhang Aiqin doesn't care who she goes to, as long as she doesn't wander in front of her. When she sees her, she thinks of Feng Yuqiong and ye Zhiyong, who doesn't belong to her completely.

"Mom said yes." Zhang Ziying thought, "Mom, have you discussed with your father about my going to Xingcheng to study?"

"I've inquired about it. Although you can enter the school with money, it's no good for people with poor grades to enter. I heard that they will organize the students who spend money into one class, and the teachers don't take care of them very much. They accept these students purely to increase the income of the school."

"Students with good grades are organized into one class, which is the key training object of the school and teachers. It is to improve the learning rate. The school favors them in everything. The top three of their age are not only free of tuition fees, but also living subsidies. The reason why the school recruits a certain number of poor students every year is to pay for them."

"It's better to have someone than yourself. Ziying, I hope you can get into a good university. Maybe you can make rich friends when you go to an aristocratic school. But if you're not good enough and your family is too poor, that friendship can't stand the test. Think about what you want, and then decide where to study." Zhang Aiqin said earnestly.

"I see, mom, I'll think it over." Zhang Ziying nodded. She could doubt Ye Zhiyong's love for her, but she would never doubt Zhang Aiqin's love for her.

"My sister went to Xingcheng to study and pressed down the dead girl." Ye ziqiao is holding a comic book in one hand and waving it excitedly in the other. As a child, he doesn't know anything, but Zhang Ziying has always taught him that if he wants to suppress Ye Ziqing, he must go to the city to study.

"Mom, do you think I can go to Xingcheng No. 1 middle school? The teachers there are much better than Xinlian No. 1 middle school, and the hardware facilities are much better." Zhang Ziying thought that her good friend had the same grades as her, but because her uncle was the teaching director of Xingcheng No. 1 middle school, she had received the admission notice of Xingcheng No. 1 middle school.

"I'll discuss with your father when he comes back." Zhang Aiqin thought that it would be better to spend money to go to Xingcheng No. 1 middle school than Xinlian No. 1 middle school.

The spicy tofu was taken away by Jiangbei war. Ye Ziqing didn't need to sell spicy tofu. She thought that there were many mushrooms waiting for her to pick in the boundless space, so she went back to the room and took two baskets to pick mushrooms at the foot of the mountain.

Maybe there is a small amount of aura in the boundless space. In addition, the black land has the effect of destroying plants. The mushrooms at the foot of the mountain grow very well and grow much faster than the outside. Only a few days later, the mushrooms are developing outward.