"Yeah, I just came back today." Sister Lin moved another stool and asked Ji Wei to sit down.

"When are you going to go out to set up a stall?"

Sister-in-law Lin snorted, a little embarrassed, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I haven't made up my mind yet."

"It's better to be faster, isn't it a loss for every day you delay?"

Zhang Wang patted his big leg and shouted that Ji Wei was right.

Ji Wei didn't plan to do the business of filling cakes anymore, that's why he mentioned it again. It was because heard from Aunt Zhou that Bun Xishi's stall opened again in the past two days.

I had been resting for a few days before, but now, doesn't it mean that have money again? A hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff, and a gangster like Liu Qing always has some money.

One stall is not enough, so come up with a few more, until the stall of Baozi Xi Shi can't be squeezed out.

Ji Wei smiled, "As you all know, Baozi Xi Shi doesn't sell buns now but sells buns, and only sells one for a penny-"

"What?" Sister Lin and Zhang Wang lost their voices.

"Yeah, she's selling it at a discount, which has already disrupted the market. If my sister-in-law sells cakes, she has to work with Aunt Zhou to squeeze the steamed buns first to make money, otherwise she pays a penny, who will buy yours? ,dont you agree?"

The second sister-in-law Lin listened to Ji Wei's words, and the more she listened, the more angry she became, "She is not only harming others, but also herself!"

"I didn't sell the stall a few days ago. I thought I ran out of capital. It came out again these days. It can be seen that the fire is still short, and you need your sister-in-law to work hard."

There is no need for Ji Wei to explain this.

Sister-in-law Lin had the idea of ​​making money by filling cakes. Whoever stands in front of her should be eliminated.

The three chatted for a while about the cake filling stall, before Sister Lin asked Ji Wei if she had come to borrow an ox cart.

"No, today is to ask for straw."

"There is a lot of straw in the house. You can take as much as you want, but if you don't have enough, come again." Second Sister Lin didn't care about the straw at all, and instructed Zhang Wang to help Ji Wei.

The two worked in the cramped firewood room for a long time before tying a big bundle of straw for Ji Wei and carrying it out.

"Is it enough?" Zhang Wang Hanhan asked.

"Enough is enough, there are many here." Ji Wei nodded hurriedly. He originally only wanted some, but Zhang Wang was afraid that he would not have enough, so he added a lot more.

Ji Wei refused the two couples to keep him for dinner, carried the straw back home, and unloaded it directly in the kitchen. Liu Yimian saw a lot of straw debris scattered on his body, came over and swept his shoulders for him, and asked him softly what he wanted the straw for.

"Tofu." Ji Wei pouted on the table.

Liu Yimian was puzzled, but didn't ask, just urged Ji Wei to have lunch first.

In the afternoon, Ji Wei cut the tofu on the board into square pieces, found a clean wooden box, and laid a layer of straw underneath.

Put a plate of tofu on top of the straw, and then spread a layer of straw.

It was not until all the tofu was put in the wooden box that the wooden box was covered and moved to the dark corner of the kitchen.

It is hot in summer. It only takes two days for the tofu to grow white hair, and then fry it until golden brown, which is the most original stinky tofu.

Liu Yimian watched from the sidelines, holding hands from time to time, and when the wooden box was moved, she asked Ji Wei what she wanted to eat.

"The tofu has been left for a long time, will it be sour?" Liu Yimian wrinkled her face when she thought of the sour tofu she had eaten before.

"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu, has to be stinky to taste good enough. How can it be called stinky tofu if it's not stinky?" Ji Wei had eaten stinky tofu, but of course he didn't think it was wrong.

But for Liu Yimian, who had never seen or eaten stinky tofu, what he said really puzzled and surprised him.

Stinky tofu, is this still edible?

However, he remembered that he vowed not to touch it, but now the brine on the table every day, he couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Maybe Ji Ge's tofu smells stinky and tastes good?

"However, I can't make much stinky tofu with these plates of tofu. Tomorrow I have to ask Zhao Hu to help me to grind more beans." Anyway, these few days, Zhao Hu often grinds beans for Sanjie Lin, and he will do it again when tomorrow passes. It's not too late to warn.

"Brother Ji does so much, do you want to eat or sell?" Liu Yimian wondered when the two of them had to eat.

"Try it for you first, and then sell it." Ji Wei pinched Liu Yimian's nose and smiled at him, "Tell you that this tofu is old and stinky."

When Liu Yimian looked disgusted, Ji Wei teased him again, "But it tastes old and delicious."

Liu Yimian had disbelief written on her face, but she still stood quietly beside Ji Wei, looking at the box of tofu with him, wondering what it would look like when it was done.

"Is Brother Ji going to sell it then?"

"no."

"Then who sells it?"

Liu Yimian looked back at him, puzzled.

Ji Wei didn't think much, just said it.

"Sanjie Lin sells it, doesn't she make tofu?"

Liu Yimian was shocked and fell silent.

The author has something to say: I have come to visit my relatives in the past two days, and I am not in any state. I will try to update another chapter tonight _(:з"∠)_

Thank you for the little angel who cast [Mine]: 1 Ziyue Pavilion Master;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]: 2 bottles of Yuanjun; 1 bottle of milk without sugar;

Chapter 51

After another two days, when the tofu buried with straw all had white hairs, Ji Weicai lifted the tofu out. The freshly fermented tofu was stinky and sour, until it was deep-fried in oil and turned golden brown, the smell faded a lot.

During the process of frying stinky tofu, the stench in the kitchen lingered, forcing Liu Yimian to dare not stay any longer, so she could only move a table to cut side dishes outside.

Ji Wei cooked a portion of stinky tofu, and the soup was the ingredients he had thought about, and it tasted like the same thing. The light garlic flavor, intertwined with the flavor of coriander, did not dilute the smell of stinky tofu.

The flavor is rich and complex.

When Ji Wei held a bowl of stinky tofu and handed it to Liu Yimian, Liu Yimian couldn't bear it any longer, pinched his nose and ran away, refusing to eat anything.