Naruto: Tenten is my fiancée

Chapter 427 Frugal

The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

At this time, three days have passed since the New Year pig was slaughtered. Whether it is smoked bacon and sausage, or unsmoked bacon and sausage, they are almost all ready to be eaten.

However, the longer it is allowed to dry naturally, the more delicious it will taste.

Today is the day for making tofu every year. Li Qing had already ground the rice flour for making glutinous rice balls a few days ago, and it is now ready to use.

Early in the morning, Li Qing led them to finish morning lessons and started the busy day.

but!

Just when Li Qing was about to bend down to pick up the load, he was stopped by Tiantian and others.

"Qing! Can we come this year?"

After Tiantian finished speaking, the other people nodded one after another.

"Master, when you were asleep these years, we would do these things every year according to your tradition. Let us do it once this year, and then we will ask for your advice and corrections."

Chun spoke softly from the side.

"Master! Please take a break! We can't let you do everything. We disciples also want to show our abilities!"

Karin also spoke immediately.

"Did you discuss this?"

Li Qing asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

Zero replied with a smile.

During the years when Li Qing was away, Zero took the lead and carried out the customs that the master liked every year.

"Well... okay then! The so-called cultural inheritance is passed down from generation to generation. Letting you do it is in line with this idea!"

Li Qing pondered for a moment and nodded to agree to their request.

Maybe it was discussed in advance. Even Juro didn't know who persuaded her. After morning class today, she did not return to the camp and stayed at the villa.

"Little Lord!"

Juro stepped forward and motioned Li Qing to give her the carrying pole.

People started to come forward to ask for jobs, so Li Qing naturally couldn't say anything more and handed over the carrying pole in his hand.

Since there were many people at Li Qing's house during the Chinese New Year, they had to cook less, so even the soybeans for making tofu were soaked in several large buckets, and Juro and Karin each carried a load.

There is a stone mill in Li Qing's yard, which will be used to grind soybeans later. When they picked out the soybeans, Su Susu and A Ke had already cleaned the stone mill.

There were naturally machines for grinding beans on the mountain, but Li Qing used a stone mill for the first time, so they followed suit and prepared to use the stone mill as well.

"I'll grind the mill!"

Kun Xiaoman volunteered.

An Qi was small in stature, so it was not convenient for her to push the mill. So she took a stool and stood on it to add soybeans to Kun Xiaoman with others.

“Hahaha….fun!”

The huge millstone was pushed very quickly by Kun Xiaoman.

Tai Chi is like fishing, Bagua is like pushing a mill, and Xingyi is like catching shrimps.

Kun Xiaoman was pushing the mill while practicing martial arts. Even though her strength was already very strong, she continued to practice the moves taught by Lord Tianjun day after day and had integrated them into her daily life habits.

If we talk about pure martial arts talent, among those taught by Li Qing, Kun Xiaoman is the best.

Kun Xiaoman was born with good comprehension. She did not think that her daily practice was hard work. She was just having fun every day.

She is also the only one whose martial arts level is close to Li Qing.

While the beans were being ground in full swing here, Yanzhi and others over there had already started cleaning the big iron pot. That big pot was specially prepared for making tofu and was not normally used for cooking.

After grinding almost two buckets of raw soy milk, they started to cook the soy milk while the other side continued to grind the beans.

The process is the same, but the difference is that everyone has a different grasp of the heat. This time, it was Chun who grasped the heat. She was more meticulous and did this job just right. If Kun Xiaoman was put in Chun's position, it would definitely not work.

Seeing that they had a clear division of labor and were progressing in an orderly manner, Li Qing nodded secretly in his heart, and a feeling of pride arose from the bottom of his heart.

Li Qing saw that he really had nothing to do, so he simply went to make brine. In addition to making some fried tofu this year, he also wanted to make some five-spice cowhide dried tofu. This was also very simple, just compact the tofu, then marinate it, and finally dry it.

This used to be Li Qing's favorite thing, but he hasn't eaten it for many years. He could buy it at any time before, so he naturally had never made it, but he knew the recipe.

So, Li Qing plans to make some this year so that they can also taste these ordinary foods they like.

Maybe it was influenced by Li Qing, no one in the huge Maple Leaf Fairy Mountain liked to live a luxurious life. Li Qing also heard that Yanzhi and the others donated all their annual salaries.

Donated in the name of Li Qing.

Therefore, Li Qing's name is well-known in the charity world.

First, Nohara Lin built a Hope Primary School in his name, and then Yanzhi and others donated their high salaries to charity. When Li Qing learned about it, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Nowadays, many charity buildings and awards are named after Li Qing.

"Alas! I don't want to become a saint! Why do you give me so much false reputation?"

Thinking of those interesting things, Li Qing suddenly couldn't help laughing. This smile was like a bright sky and a spring breeze.

This scene happened to be seen by Nohara Rin who turned her head.

This scene made her dazed.

"Sister Lin! Hurry up, the soy milk is going to become mushy!"

"oh oh!"

After hearing the reminder, she came to her senses and realized that the whole pot of soy milk was almost ruined.

After making soy milk and tofu for several times in a row, when it came to the last two boxes, Li Qing used another mold to quickly compress the tofu into a large thin sheet.

Then cut it into small pieces, put it in a pot to stew, take it out of the pot and dry it in the sun, all in one go.

By the time the recording of Tofu Gan was finished, Li Qing's parents had almost gotten up. They had been on vacation these few days and went to bed a little later than usual.

"Qing! I want a bowl of sweet tofu pudding!"

Beichen Xingzi shouted with a smile.

"I want salty... Ouch!"

Before Li Xin could finish his words, he was interrupted by someone.

"Son, give him a bowl of sweet tofu pudding too!"

Li Qing shook his head and nodded in agreement.

"This is a battle between the sweet party and the salty party. The sweet party is clearly winning this round."

Li Qing said in his heart.

Then he served his parents sweet tofu pudding and pan-fried buns, which Li Qing had made while they were making tofu.

Seeing his parents eating such simple food, Li Qing felt inexplicably happy.

As the saying goes, what goes up must come down. Once, a reporter came to film some things and accidentally took a picture of the daily food of Beichen Xingzi's mother. After the film was broadcast, the world was in an uproar.

It turns out that Lord Beichen is so frugal in eating a meal.

Aunt Dongxue took advantage of this incident to vigorously promote the good virtues of diligence and thrift.