Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 83 Tofu Making (1)_1

When I got home and told Lin Jiaxin about taking in Lin Changqing as an apprentice, I thought Dad would agree readily. But to my surprise, Lin Jiaxin put down the mooncake mold he was holding and furrowed his brows. "Changqing is a clever kid, but carpentry is tiring and doesn’t pay much. I’m afraid that the boy..." Da Ya, did Changqing ask you to talk to me about this?" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

I thought Dad didn’t want to take on apprentices. Hearing what he said, I realized he was worried Lin Changqing wouldn’t like being a carpenter. I immediately smiled and said, "No, I just mentioned it to Lan Hua, and she said her brother quite likes this job. It’s just because of your leg inconvenience that he didn’t come to formally become your apprentice."

Lan Hua indeed said those things. It’s said that Lin Changqing used to be envious that Lin Jiaxin had a skill and later wanted to work with him. It’s just that nobody expected Lin Jiaxin to have an accident.

Hearing his daughter say this, Lin Jiaxin was naturally happy. Although his carpentry skills weren’t secret techniques, the tricks of the trade and even the tools used when working were different from other carpenters. Unless Lin Jiaxin revealed them himself, others couldn’t even notice them, including Lin Ershuan who worked with him.

Now the matter waited for Lin Changqing’s return from town in the evening to see what he thought.

The lunch was still noodles. I had planned to mix some dough for buns and dumplings, but there wasn’t enough time today, so making dumplings had to be postponed until tomorrow.

Since I had promised Sister Gui Zhi to teach my third sister-in-law how to bake sesame cakes, I hurried to Sister Gui Zhi’s house after lunch. Since the customers visited at noon, Sister Gui Zhi didn’t come back to the village. Only the third sister-in-law and Xiao Shitou were at home. When I told them about Sister Gui Zhi’s plan to bake and sell sesame cakes, the third sister-in-law was excited. Xiao Shitou was grown up enough not to need constant watching, and of course she was delighted at the prospect of baking cakes at home to earn money.

Making sesame cakes is actually not that difficult. Like the others, I add some sesame, salt, and lard to the dough to make it tastier. Later, I suggested adding some sugar to make sugar sesame cakes. However, most men in town don’t like sweet sesame cakes, so I didn’t let the third sister-in-law make too many. But later, when their stalls become popular and they attract female and child customers, it could be a good move to introduce this new variety.

Of course, there are various other ways to make sesame cakes. You can add chili, sesame paste, chopped green onions, or even minced meat to create meat sesame cakes. However, pork is too expensive and ordinary people won’t buy it every day, so it’s better not to sell meat sesame cakes at a small stall.

After coming back from Sister Gui Zhi’s house, I started preparing to make tofu. The soybeans had been soaked already, so we closed the door, and Lin Wei and I moved the small stone mill to a shady corner of the wall. We also prepared a large basin to hold the milled soy milk.

With everything ready, I set the soaked beans aside and sat on a small stool. With one hand, I scooped beans into the stone mill and with the other, I turned the handle slowly. This mill was very small, and since the soybeans had been soaked for days, they were very soft and easy to grind. Watching the thick soy milk slowly flow from the stone mill’s spout into the large basin, I felt both excited and anticipatory.

Off to the side, Xiao Linshuang’s eyes spun around. When her elder sister turned to scoop up beans, her little finger quickly swiped through the soy milk and then popped into her mouth. She slowly moved her mouth, frowning in concentration. "Why doesn’t it taste like anything at all? There are so many dregs; it’s not good at all."