I am Yan Xiaoman. Due to an accident, I traveled to a dimension that did not exist in history and became a poor peasant girl.

My parents are extremely lazy and gluttonous. Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, they just wander around the village. They know how many eggs each chicken has laid. They are called termites by my uncles and aunts and are not very popular.

I think, based on this character setting, it is much easier to separate the family property than the old ox in the farming novels I have read before. As long as we propose to separate the family property, our uncles and aunts will definitely be eager to separate us.

At first, my parents and younger brother disagreed with dividing the family property. I lied and said that I had dreamed of a white-bearded immortal and learned a lot in the dream. The immortal said that we should use what he taught us to make a fortune and we can no longer do nothing, otherwise we will bring disaster upon ourselves.

They were skeptical.

I showed them my skill by soaking mung bean sprouts and soybean sprouts, and told them that as winter comes and edible vegetables become scarce, we can make a lot of money with this skill. When we divide the family business, we don't have to hand over the profits to the public treasury, as they will all belong to us in the future.

They were very excited.

At my suggestion, they took their parasitic behavior to the extreme. Finally, my uncles and aunts couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to propose a division of the family.

We pretended to disagree and got most of the family wealth.

In fact, it was just fifty cents and a bunch of pots, pans, hoes and sickles.

I frowned. "Why is it so little? Did you hide some silver?"

They were furious and said, "How dare you say that? Your parents have done nothing for all these years, and your whole family has been relying on us for support, including food and drink, and your brother's schooling. You even claim to be sick and ask for extra meals from the public school. It's lucky that the public school still has money now."

"Those of you who didn't pay are so plump and white, but those of us who paid are all pale and skinny. Now that we've split up, you still complain about the small amount of money. You have no conscience when you say that, little girl!"

My parents held me back and laughed. It seemed that the family really couldn't afford the money.

I curled my lips. What can I do with such a small amount of money? The whole family needs food and drink, and it will be gone in two days.

I recalled from the original owner's memory that my uncles and aunts all went to the docks outside to carry bags, and their wages were paid every day to support the whole family.

To make life easier in the future, I said, "We don't have the strength to carry the bags, and we have no source of wages. We want half of the family's food, otherwise we won't split up."

Dad chimed in: "Yes, otherwise we wouldn't have split up!"

Our uncles and aunts scolded us for being shameless. In order to get rid of us, they gritted their teeth and gave us half of their food, and separated us out separately.

We didn't talk for a month because of this.

If you don’t want to talk, then don’t talk. Modern people are indifferent to family ties, and young people don’t want to visit relatives. I don’t think it’s a big deal.

There is still some time before winter, and the village has a good soybean harvest. I want to buy some beans to make tofu. I know how tofu is made.

But I have no money, and a good cook cannot cook without rice.

My father said he had a way, so he turned around and relied on his thick skin to pester the Yun family and borrowed two taels of silver.

He handed the silver to me proudly.

"Third Brother Yun has a hard mouth but a soft heart. He only has one daughter at home. If he doesn't lend me the money, it would be a bargain for someone else. In my opinion, he shouldn't raise his daughter like this. He raises her to be delicate and tender. It would be better for him to adopt his eldest brother's son."

The eldest son of the Yun family had three sons, Gold, Silver, and Bronze. The third son of the Yun family only had one daughter and was unwilling to give her up as another family's son for adoption, so the whole Yun family was dissatisfied with this.

I lowered my head and did my own thing without expressing any opinion.

Because of what my father said, I knew that although he was good to me, he was essentially patriarchal. If I told him everything I knew, there was no guarantee that they would not let me take it away in the future, so I decided to find someone to marry as soon as possible.

I have been secretly looking for a long time. I don't like those who only know how to farm and hunt. I want to do business in the future. Merchants had a low status in ancient times. Why don't I find a potential stock to invest in while I am getting married now?

So while I was thinking about how to make tofu, I was also keeping an eye out for any scholars in the nearby villages, preferably those with a talent for studying, so that I could become an official's wife in the future.

With the two taels of silver borrowed from Yun Lao San, I bought a batch of beans at a low price in the village. If anyone asked, I would say that my family was poor and could not afford rice or flour, so we could only eat soybean rice to fill our stomachs.

My uncles and aunts said that I had ruined their reputation, and the rice and flour they gave us was enough to last us for most of half a year, so our relationship with our family, which was already bad, became even worse.

I don't care. They are all poor relatives. When I become rich in the future, they will ask me for help.

To make tofu, you need brine. I asked many stores but they didn’t know what brine was. Finally, half a month later, I found brine in a place where well salt was produced.

During the process of searching for brine, I met Ji Shen, who had a handsome face, was well-mannered, and did not treat women condescendingly. He was very curious about my search for brine.

I didn't tell him the truth, it was my "trade secret".

Later, I met Ji Shen from time to time. It turned out that he lived in Taoshan Village next door. He had already achieved the title of scholar, but his family was relatively poor and he was still in mourning.

He is already a scholar at such a young age. I think he must be a potential stock and worthy of my investment. Our relationship is progressing smoothly. Sometimes I feel that his liking for me is inexplicable, but he just says that he likes me.

I don't think he had any reason to lie to me, maybe it was love at first sight?

Making tofu requires grinding beans. My family has a bad reputation in the village, so the family that has a stone mill is unwilling to lend it to me.

They said, "Whatever you want to grind, just bring it to my house. We can grind rice, wheat, and sorghum. But we will never let you take the stone mill back home. My family is the only one in the village. If you move it away, no one will be able to use it. What if it breaks..."

Wouldn't it be exposed if I didn't take it home? I was furious: "Okay, if you don't want to, then you don't want to. What excuses are you making? I'll find a way myself!"

The family was also angry: "Then you can figure it out on your own, why are you asking us for help?"

I remembered this family and vowed not to let them get any benefit from it in the future.

I used the remaining silver to buy a small stone mill and finally ground the beans.

The tofu I made the first time was not very smooth, but we were all very excited because it proved that my idea was correct and all that was left was to improve the process.

I tried a few more times and finally made relatively perfect tofu. The day before I officially started selling it, I gave some tofu to Ji Shen and told him how to cook it.

Ji Shen was very grateful to me and gave me a piece of calligraphy with the words "Yan Family Tofu" written on it. His calligraphy was very good, so I didn't have to find someone else to write for me.

After the tofu was ready, there was a disagreement about who should sell it.