Chapter 54 Grinding Rice Flour to Make Osmanthus Cake
Yu shrank her neck in embarrassment and dared not say another word.
Tu Suye could no longer bear it and said sharply: "Look at your character, you only care about money!"
"Do you think you're still stuck in that money-grubbing family? You'll do anything for a few cents. Do you still have any dignity left as the second wife's mistress?!"
Because Yu came from a merchant family, he always lacked confidence in front of Tu Suye. After finally finding his own strengths after countless humiliations, he was hit head-on by the person closest to him.
The pride on her face turned into frustration in an instant. Tu Su Minfei didn't want to be rude in front of his father, so he could only stop talking. His lips moved slightly, but he didn't continue.
The others seemed accustomed to this kind of scene and no one was willing to intervene, except Gu Yuexuan who felt a little reluctant.
What's wrong with pursuing wealth?
When did it become shameful to work hard to earn every penny to make a living?
She gently stroked Tu Suminyang's frail body, which was trembling with fear at his father's sudden outburst, and said calmly, "Second Uncle, you're wrong. To make a living and earn money, everyone tries their best and puts in every effort."
"Second Aunt's good intentions were all for the family's livelihood. Her hard work and contributions have long been remembered. As the mistress of the second house, she was diligent and conscientious, and never owed anyone anything."
If you are unable to earn enough money to provide your wife and children with a comfortable life, then don't envy the hard work of others and stand here to criticize how others make money.
Yu didn't expect her to defend herself. She was stunned for a moment and her eyes turned red.
Tu Subo wiped the water droplets from his hands and said in a calm tone, "Second Aunt has indeed worked hard and made great contributions during this period."
"Besides, when Second Uncle was felling trees in the mountains, he also worked hard and sweated. Second Aunt just hopes that every drop of your sweat can be exchanged for a greater reward, so that your hard work will not be wasted. If Second Uncle is unhappy, then that's fine, but why say those cold words?"
Tu Subo and Gu Yuexuan were the first to attack. Li, who had long held a grudge against Tu Suye, could no longer hold back and joined in the verbal battle.
She handed a clean handkerchief to her second sister-in-law, with whom she had always had a bad impression, and said with a gentle sarcasm, "Indeed, without your advice and personal help, that hundred kilograms of wood would have earned only a meager five copper coins. My second brother toiled all day in the mountains, panting as he swung his axe, and all he earned was a few copper coins. How could anyone claim to be superior to others?"
Tu Suye habitually vented his anger on his wife, whom he had belittled, but this anger dissipated into the air like useless steam.
He never expected that today's emotional outburst would make him the target of everyone's criticism.
Seeing his face bruised and blue, and about to burst out with words that would inflame the crowd even more, the old lady, with a sullen face, stopped him firmly: "That's enough, stop it."
"Second brother, I think you've worked yourself to the point of being dizzy. Go back to your room and rest quickly. Don't act crazy here."
The old grandfather said nothing, which was obviously the calm before the storm. If the topic continued to ferment, the stupid second son might even be scolded.
Tu Suye, filled with rage, swung his arm, slammed the door, and entered the room. Xi Lanfang, who had been watching without daring to speak, now slowly walked over to the tearful younger brother's wife who was enduring the humiliation.
She handed Yu a bowl of water and said softly, "Sister-in-law, I know nothing about business, but I think the strategy you just proposed is quite insightful."
"We have a lot of time to go, so why not teach me? I can take advantage of my free time at home taking care of the kids and sort out the charcoal. Any extra money I can make is a good one."
Upon hearing this, the old lady responded softly, "Your intentions are kind, so let's do as you wish."
Since marrying into the Tu Su family, Yu has suffered from cold eyes and contempt, and her life is filled with endless indifference and condemnation.
She had never expected that one day she would receive such protection from everyone. She was deeply moved, her eyes welling up with tears. She swallowed her tears, lowered her head and whispered, "Okay, I understand."
Her mood swings were obvious, and others were reluctant to say anything when they saw this.
When a couple quarrels, occasionally interjecting is out of concern, but excessive intervention may destroy family harmony.
Gu Yuexuan whispered to Tu Subo about the steps of grinding the mill, then picked up a small stone mortar and began to carefully grind the dried osmanthus flowers that she had collected.
The osmanthus flowers that had been dried and curled in the sun were gently beaten into fine powder in the stone mortar. Tu Subo also held the handle of the stone mill with one hand and worked hard.
People with plenty of physical strength can indeed operate with amazing efficiency.
Before long, the large bowl at the mouth of the stone mill was filled with ground rice noodles. Tu Su Yanting carefully brought the bowl to Gu Yuexuan.
"Sister-in-law, please take a look."
Gu Yuexuan looked up and examined it, a gleam in her eyes, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! It's really good, it's absolutely flawless."
Relying on his profound skills, Tu Subo patiently ground the rice noodles twice, and the rice noodles in the bowl were extremely fine.
Gu Yuexuan smiled brightly as she skillfully combined two large bowls of rice noodles. Tu Subo approached curiously and asked, "What's the difference between these two bowls of rice noodles?"
"One bowl is glutinous rice flour, and the other is rice flour, so they are naturally very different."
As she spoke, she skillfully mixed the two types of rice flour evenly, estimated the amount, slowly poured in the syrup she had carefully prepared, and at the same time carefully added clean water to the flour.
When she usually made flour-based products, she always kneaded the dough until it was smooth. However, today when she grabbed the rice flour in the basin, she found that the texture was still loose.
Tu Subo instinctively wanted to scoop some water and add it in: "How about adding some water?"
"No, no."
Gu Yuexuan shook her head and delicately felt the state of the rice noodles with her fingers. She said, "Yanting, can you help me get that bamboo sieve?"
Tu Su Yanting had already prepared what she needed, and she ran over briskly, holding the bamboo sieve tightly.
"Sister-in-law, please use it."
Gu Yuexuan sat on the small stool brought by Tu Suminyang and began a series of "performances" that Tu Subo could not understand.
She poured the kneaded rice flour into the bamboo sieve and gently shook her wrist, allowing the rice flour to fall back onto the gauze spread below like fine snow.
On the fine sieve, the compact rice flour dough is gently broken up by skillful hands and stacked into small pyramids, as white and flawless as pure white snow.
Gu Yuexuan picked up the washed and dried steamer, gently pulled the four corners of the gauze, poured all the soft rice noodles into the steamer, and then began to boil water.
"It ended successfully!"
Tu Su Minxu, who was standing by eagerly waiting, swallowed unconsciously a few times and asked expectantly, "Is it finally done?"
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