Liu Xiaoyun quickly nodded, "That's right, how could we accept your food? Please don't bother us."
No one is having an easy time at this time, let alone the eldest branch of the Jiang family.
It's easy to imagine how tiring it is for a woman to raise three children alone.
Seeing that everyone genuinely cared about her family, Jiang Yimian felt that it was worthwhile to share the grain.
If it weren't for the help of these people, they wouldn't have been able to move into the houses so quickly, and they wouldn't have been the first to move out of the caves.
Liu Dayong and Old Man Liu even took the time to make some simple furniture for them, such as tables, chairs, and benches, all of which were delivered by the Liu family.
Since she had decided to help these two families farm together, she wouldn't let them dig up tree bark and roots to eat.
Reassuring everyone that her family still had some food, Jiang Yimian said that sharing some with them would be enough for them to get by, before taking Gou Sheng home.
After telling Wang Fengqin what had happened, she nodded quickly, "We should give them some. If it weren't for their help these past few days, we wouldn't have been able to move into this house so quickly."
Besides, Yi Mian discovered these grains, so she will agree as long as Yi Mian agrees.
So Jiang Yimian and Gou Sheng quickly took the grain to the Chen and Liu families.
Since most of the grain was in the space, and there were only about a hundred catties in the house, she couldn't give too much to a few people for fear of arousing suspicion, so she gave each family twenty catties.
Looking at the white rice in the cloth bag, Old Liu was so excited that tears streamed down his face. Wiping his red eyes, he said, "I've never eaten such good rice before. It's so white. Even if I sold it, it would cost almost ten coins a pound."
Farmers don't have much harvest. They select the best quality rice to sell in town for money, and keep the rest of the broken and mixed rice for their own consumption.
Upon seeing such high-quality rice, Old Liu immediately thought of the gleaming silver coins in his mouth, feeling as if everything he ate was money.
Liu Xiaoyun had the same thought, staring at the top-quality white rice, but didn't dare to take it at all.
If Jiang Yimian hadn't said she would give her family more rice once the new crop grew, neither family would have accepted the rice.
After distributing the rice, Jiang Yimian showed the Guanyin firewood leaves she had brought to the group, telling them that these leaves could be used to make tofu. The group looked on with suspicion.
Old Liu's red eyes hadn't faded yet. He stared at the green leaves for a while before saying suspiciously, "Yimian, have you been eating too little lately? Maybe we shouldn't take this rice."
I've seen plenty of these strange-smelling leaves in the village. Even pigs would refuse to eat them, let alone use them to make tofu.
Everyone knows that soybeans are needed to make tofu.
Yi Mian must be starving to death; she's starting to talk nonsense.
Jiang Yimian: ...
Although Liu Xiaoyun and the others didn't say anything, they clearly shared the same thought. They looked at her with deep concern, and tears almost welled up in their eyes again.
Jiang Yimian was on the verge of tears, but could only patiently explain, and then found some wood ash and demonstrated it in front of everyone.
The others looked at her with increasing disdain, and their eyes showed even more pity, until the water in the basin slowly condensed, turning from a grayish-brown liquid into a basin of crystal-clear, bright-colored liquid.
Gently shake the wooden basin, and the contents inside will sway along with it, just like tofu.
Old Liu stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Just a moment ago, the water in the basin was grayish, but how could it have turned into this greenish-blue substance in such a short time?
It really looks delicious; it truly deserves the name "divine tofu."
Seeing that Old Liu had stuck his head under the wooden basin, Jiang Yimian found it amusing and patiently said, "This is the Guanyin Tofu I was talking about, also called Immortal Tofu. It tastes great with sugar water and chili seasonings. Come and try it."
The group had been eagerly anticipating the opportunity, and upon hearing that they could taste it, they immediately went back to get their bowls and stirred the seasonings.
When Jiang Yimian placed a slice of Guanyin tofu in each person's bowl, everyone quickly began to taste it.
Upon tasting it, the icy-cold, smooth, and chewy texture surprised everyone, not to mention the flavors of the sugar water and chili, which made everyone's eyes light up.
Old Liu stared wide-eyed in disbelief and said, "This Guanyin tofu is really delicious and filling. With this, we can survive until the new grain grows."
Not only do they not have to worry about going hungry, but they can also eat such delicious food. The Jiang family girl is really amazing.
Liu Dayong nodded repeatedly. He had originally been clearing the bushes behind the house and wanted to rest in the front yard, but he was unexpectedly attracted by what Jiang Yimian had brought.
They thought it was a joke, but the other party actually made this Guanyin tofu, and it tasted delicious. They no longer need to dig up tree roots and bark to fill their stomachs.
While Gousheng was excited, he also felt a little regretful. He had seen Yimian picking leaves early in the morning and thought she was crazy. But now that he thought about it, he was the one who was crazy and very stupid.
If he had trusted Sister Yi Mian back then, he wouldn't be only now getting to eat this Guanyin tofu; he probably would have done it much earlier.
He regretted it!
Seeing that everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer worried about the food problem, Jiang Yimian then brought up the matter of farming.
With Guanyin tofu, the people were no longer resistant and brought out all the grain seeds.
Old Liu patted his chest and assured her, "Yimian, don't worry. I'll soak the seeds now, and they'll sprout in no time. In the meantime, we'll go to the place you mentioned and clear the land, then we can plant them directly."
Jiang Yimian nodded and went back to bring the seeds she had already soaked to the Liu family.
Although she had also farmed, she didn't understand it as well as those who had spent their entire lives farming.
Besides, the land in this era wasn't as convenient as it is in modern times, so she naturally entrusted the matter to Old Man Liu.
With food available and no longer worried about going hungry, everyone could focus on preparing for planting.
*
The next morning, Gousheng and Liu Dayong made two large bamboo rafts and each rowed one to take everyone to the land next to the ditch.
Because there were children at home, everyone was worried and asked Liu Xiaoyun to stay home and take care of them, while the rest of them went to work in the fields.
The small depression was empty for a moment. Chen Tiezhu lay on the bed, staring blankly at the roof. He could hear the voices of several children talking, and he fell into deep thought.
When did he fall so low as to stay at home with a group of children and be taken care of? In fact, he was even worse off than those children, at least they could run and jump and feed themselves, unlike him, a useless person.
He hated his own uselessness, stretched his neck and slammed it against the wall behind him again and again.
It would be better if I died like this, at least I wouldn't be a burden to others.
Thinking it over, he used even more force.
However, how much strength could a person who had been bedridden for a long time and whose muscles had atrophied have? He only managed to bump the back of his head a few times before he instantly lost his strength and collapsed back onto the bed.
He's so useless; he can't even die if he wants to.
It would have been better to die in that fire.
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