Shen Jia unexpectedly transmigrated into a book, becoming the fake daughter abandoned by everyone.
Waking up, she found herself kneeling on the ground, and knowing the plot, she faced two maj...
Shen Jia looked up and saw that the three uncles and nephews who had gone out to farm had returned. In addition to Shen Hao who spoke, Shen Han and Shen Ci also followed behind.
"Uncle San, you've come just in time. We've just developed a new food, and we have a big bowl of white soy milk for you."
Shen Jia first asked a few people to drink soy milk, and thought: If you want to drink tofu pudding, you still have to prepare some sauce first. She personally prefers salty tofu pudding, of course, you can also let her family try sweet tofu pudding.
"Really? This is the new thing you've been talking about. I have to try it."
The casual Shen Hao picked up the porcelain bowl beside him, poured a bowl of liquid into it, and poured it directly into his mouth, making a sound of enjoyment, which made the others dumbfounded.
However, Shen Hao didn't notice the other people's unusual behavior. He wiped the soy milk around his mouth with his hand and praised:
"Jia Niang, this new thing you made tastes pretty good, but it's a little small. You can make more next time."
Chen Yu was not happy to hear this. How could his darling daughter always hang around in the kitchen? His third brother was really clueless.
"My daughter isn't always available to cook for you. If you want to drink it, you have to make it yourself. I made most of the soy milk today."
"No, no, no, that's certainly not what I meant. From now on, you can call Uncle San whenever you need anything. Don't worry, big brother. I'll cook for you from now on."
Worried about being misunderstood, Shen Hao apologized repeatedly and even made a promise.
The other two, Shen Han and Shen Ci, who drank soy milk silently and never talked nonsense, had smiles on their faces when they watched this scene.
The already cheerful atmosphere became even more lively because of his words, and laughter filled the entire kitchen.
Mother Shen, who had already rolled the meatballs, quickly interrupted everyone's laughter and said, "Dinner is almost ready. You should take the prepared food out first. This kitchen can't accommodate so many people standing together. Let's go."
They kept urging other people who had nothing to do to go out. The kitchen, which was originally small, seemed cramped and blocked with seven people standing together.
Shen Jia quickly reminded him, "Take the steaming clay pot and the stove out of the way. This soybean stewed pig's trotters should be eaten while it's still hot."
When they heard the new dishes, everyone's faces lit up with joy, but then they were also worried. It would be better not to have too high hopes for the food at home.
However, after a few people left the kitchen, the air flow rate increased a lot.
But Chen Yu couldn't wait any longer, "Jia Niang, you haven't told me how to eat this tofu yet? How about Daddy give you a taste first?"
When saying this, Shen Yu was also a little worried. After all, from what Shen Jia said, he knew that this was a brand new thing. If there were any problems, it would be better to eat it himself first.
However, Shen Jia had never guessed the hidden meaning in his words. Looking at Shen's father's eyes, he had completely thought that he was a hidden foodie.
She smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry, you will definitely be the first one to take advantage of me."
After saying that, he took out a bowl and gently picked up the tofu pudding in the basin. It broke into pieces at the touch. Before I could see the action clearly, the bowl was already full of tender tofu, which looked very chewy.
Shen Jia picked out a bowl for each person, and after watching Shen's mother serve the cabbage meatball soup, he casually fried a minced meat stew, thickened it with a thin starch, and poured it on the surface of the tofu pudding. A freshly baked salty tofu pudding appeared in front of everyone.
Because Mr. Shen just said that he wanted to taste it first, Shen Jia specially gave him a small amount.
"Daddy, you eat this first. We can eat the rest together when we have dinner later."
Shen Yu hadn't expected Shen Jia to think of this. He took the bowl, and the chewy and smooth tofu pudding seemed to slide directly into his throat. He was so busy that he didn't even taste the flavor before it went into his stomach.
Shen Jia looked at Father Shen, whose face looked strange, and asked anxiously, "Dad, is there something wrong?"
Father Shen's expression immediately turned awkward. Looking at the bowl with only the sauce left and four pairs of eyes staring at him, he said embarrassedly:
"I ate it too fast and couldn't taste it."
This put Shen's mother's heart, which had been hanging high, back into her stomach. She was still worried that something was wrong with the thing and what went wrong.
The others were also embarrassed when they heard this. Shen Jia felt the awkward atmosphere around him and said, "It's okay. There's another bowl later. You can continue to savor it carefully."
Chen Yue originally wanted to taste the tofu pudding from her uncle's mouth in advance, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen. Now she can hardly control her saliva. Just looking at the white and tender tofu pudding, she already thought it was delicious.
Fuqiu was also watching with envy, and she also wanted to try the young lady's cooking skills. The young lady was really well-read and could even research this new food.
"It's time to eat, hurry up and bring everything out."
Mother Shen looked at the four people who had not moved, and couldn't help but urge them, saying that if they delayed any longer, the dishes they had just cooked would get cold.
The four people suddenly woke up from their dream, because Shen Jia wanted to press the tofu that had become flocs together first, and then see if it could be turned into firm tofu, so he and Shen's father arrived late.
When they arrived at the place where they were going to have dinner, their grandfather, who had set out for the county town this morning, was also there.
Shen Yu stopped where he and Shen Jia had just hurried and bowed, saying, "Father, how are you?"
Shen Jia on the side also quickly greeted.
Shen Yan raised his hand to signal the two to sit down. In fact, he had just arrived home. As soon as he entered the main room, he heard Shen Han coming to call Old Madam Shen for dinner. He heard that there was a new gadget developed by Shen Jia. Although he had used something on the way back, out of curiosity, he still chose to move over to take a look.
Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared, Shen Yu couldn't help but ask, "Father, why did you come home so early today? My third brother didn't have time to pick you up."
"The Qin family has visitors today, so I only have classes in the morning. I'll also take the Qin family's carriage back home, no problem.
This is what Jia Niang has just researched, so I'll give it a try."
Shen Yan pointed at the tofu pudding in front of him and looked at Shen Jia's position with a smile.
Because I didn’t prepare a bowl for my grandfather, it looks a bit awkward now, especially when it is served, there will always be one person left out.
Shen Yu immediately spoke up to help, "I see. It's a good thing that father has returned home safely. I've just tasted it in the kitchen, so I'll dedicate this bowl to you."
Chen Yan had not expected this scene to happen, and for a moment he was at a loss for action.
Shen Jia thought that since the tofu had only been pressed for a short time, it must not have lost too much moisture, so it could be eaten as tofu pudding.
"There's still some left in the kitchen. Granddaughter, please make another bowl. There's no need to be so modest."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the kitchen. Everyone waited until she came back before starting to eat. Seeing that the food in Shen Jia's bowl was obviously not as elastic as the food on the table, Shen Yu next to her took the bowl from her hand first.
Chen Yan only started to pick up his chopsticks after seeing that everyone could enjoy the tofu pudding. It was like water when it entered his mouth, and it melted in his mouth instantly with a light touch of his teeth. The salty and fragrant stew added a special flavor to it, and you could even smell the faint bean fragrance when you savored it.
Because they were old and couldn’t eat anything hard, Shen Yan and Madam Shen immediately fell in love with this delicacy.
Because the taste is so smooth, I accidentally swallowed it all in my stomach before I could even taste it, just like my father had just been in the kitchen.
After finishing a bowl, he still felt it was not enough. He praised Shen Jia while eating. Shen Ci was even more surprised. He felt that the books he read were not as extensive as his sister's. He really had never heard of this thing.
In addition to this, another dish made with soybeans - stewed pig's trotters with soybeans - also received unanimous praise from the Shen family. The pig's trotters were soft and tasty, with a strong flavor of sauce. They were even a little sticky due to the long stewing time. The soybeans were full of soup, soft, glutinous and sweet.
Who would have thought that most of this food is currently used to feed livestock?
The current Shen family no longer has the old rule of not talking while eating or sleeping, and everyone has a new understanding of Shen Jia's cooking skills.
But because she had taken precautions, no one doubted her rapidly improving cooking skills.
Because this was the best meal they had had in months, everyone was so full that they didn't want to leave their seats for the time being.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Jia gradually expressed his thoughts, "Grandfather, what do you think of the tofu pudding today?"
Seeing the pride hidden in Shen Jia's eyes, Shen Yan did not hesitate to praise him, "Very good."
"So what do you think if we opened a shop like this that specializes in selling tofu?"
Shen Jia's words seemed to have thrown a huge thunder into the hearts of the Shen family, which were originally as calm as a mirror. Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, in the minds of a family of scholars like them, merchants had the lowest status.
Now the younger generation of his family wants to go into business, especially since Shen Jia is still a young girl, it sounds even more shocking.
Shen Hao was so frightened by these words that his chopsticks dropped to the ground.
Chen Ci's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this sentence was actually said by his sister who always looked weak and fragile.
Because Shen Jia had mentioned it before, Fuqiu also hoped that the Shen family would agree to the young lady's proposal. After so long, she also realized the importance of money.
Chen Yue couldn't believe it, that a daughter of a marquis family actually wanted to become a lowly merchant girl. Could it be that because she was used to hanging out with the daughter of the richest man in Shengjing, she also started to have such lowly thoughts.
Not knowing what the grandfather, the head of the family, was thinking, Shen Jia just watched him tapping his fingers on the table. The only sound heard around the table was "dong dong dong".
Shen Jia was not particularly anxious. Even if she failed today, she would still find a way on her own. The Shen family's ideas could not trap her.
But of course she can't show this, as she generally prefers the optimal solution.
Looking at her grandfather who hadn't responded, Shen Jia continued, "My granddaughter has observed that most of the shops in our town are run by women. Even if I go there, it won't seem out of place.
Our tofu is fresh and the ingredients are cheap, so we definitely won’t lose money.”
Now Shen Yan was truly certain in his heart that his granddaughter was not a whim, but a long-planned one.
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