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Chapter 22 Tofu Industry Chain


When half an hour came, everyone gathered in front of the mold.Wait until Wei Xi asked Xiao Qi to take away the stone that was pressing the wooden board, then took off the wooden board and lifted the gauze."

Wow, it's a lump!"

Suddenly there were exclamations in the small corner.When Xiao Qi gently cut a piece with a knife and put it in the bowl, everyone looked at the small piece of white and tender tofu in the bowl, and the same question rarely appeared in their minds: Is this really made of soybeans?

They made it themselves!

Fu Yuheng slapped directly after the shock, "Mama Rong, send it to the kitchen, eat this at noon, well, tofu." ”Mama Rong took the mold and left, walked to the door for a meal, and then turned around, "Madam, the old slave suddenly thought that the people in the kitchen had never seen this tofu, and they might not know what to do." ”Fu Yuheng: "She was also excited just now and forgot about it!"

I'll go," Wei Xi walked to Mama Rong's side, "I'll tell you and let them do it." ”In fact, she can do it herself, but if she takes a knife, it is conceivable that her mother will resolutely refuse to let her.At lunch, there were six dishes on the table, three of which were made with tofu.Spicy tofu, cold tofu, and a fish head stewed tofu.The spicy tofu is numb and spicy, full of flavor.The cold tofu is tender and smooth.The fish head stewed tofu is full of umami and warm in the mouth.At the end of the meal, the three of them didn't speak for a while, holding their stomachs and burping in unison.Dong Xueqing hurriedly covered her mouth and quietly touched her slightly bulging belly, and her face couldn't help but blush a little.In the morning, she still thought about not eating the poisoned tofu, but she didn't expect to be slapped in the face."

Mother," waiting for Dong Xueqing to retire and leave, Wei Xi said, "I want to send some tofu to my father in the afternoon." ”"Okay," Fu Yuheng touched his little daughter's head and said with a smile, "It's still our Xi'er who is the most filial."

However, Xi'er didn't just make this tofu just to eat it herself, right?

”"I can't hide it from my mother."

Wei Xi was not surprised that her mother could think of the deeper meaning of this, and said bluntly, "There is a big drought this year, and my daughter guesses that not only our grange, but also most of the people in other places should also plant this soybean."

But if you eat too many soybeans, it is easy to cause flatulence, abdominal pain and other symptoms, but the soy milk made from soybeans is different from tofu, which not only tastes better, but can also be used to make money. ”"Make money?"

Fu Yuheng thought for himself."

Whether it's soy milk or tofu, it's a brand new food."

Through the reaction of everyone in the morning, Wei Xi's expression was full of confidence, "Although the production of tofu is a little cumbersome, it doesn't cost much, and as long as you put your heart into it, you can learn it."

And you have also tasted it, tofu is indeed delicious, will the world accept it?

”"Yes."

Fu Yuheng said this word categorically.Wei Xi couldn't help but hook her lips, "What my daughter thinks is that after bothering my father to count the planting of beans in the entire Zhuoting County and determine that it is planted in large quantities, I will set up a separate tofu workshop."

Subsequently, the stewards of the major restaurants in Zhuoting County were invited to taste a tofu feast.After tasting it, her daughter dared to promise that they would rush to buy it. ”"So, Xi'er is planning to set up a tofu workshop to make tofu and sell it to major restaurants?"

Wei Xi shook his head, "That's not the case.Mother, the original intention of my daughter to set up a tofu workshop was not to make money.And the workshop will make money in the early stage, but with the popularity of tofu, the profit will be lower and lower.What my daughter wants is to gather some merchants or ordinary people who want to make money, teach them the skills of making tofu, and in the future, as long as they use tofu to sell money, they will take 10% of the profits to feed back to their daughter's tofu workshop to maintain the normal operation of the tofu workshop. ”In this way, soybeans are likely to become in short supply of food, people sell beans to make money, can be more wealthy, people who have learned the art of making tofu, can also rely on this, tofu as a new food, restaurants can also make money.What's more, with the circulation among merchants, maybe in the near future, this tofu will even be moved to the table of the entire Dayong. ”There was a sentence that Wei Xi didn't say.If the tofu diet alone is properly implemented, it can give birth to a complete industrial chain.The reason why she didn't say it was because she had a gut feeling that her mother probably didn't understand.It doesn't matter if she says it or not, she just knows it herself.And as Wei Xi narrated, Fu Yuheng couldn't help but start thinking about all this in his mind, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.In the end, he slapped his thigh and praised it: "Good idea." ”Wei Xi took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Mother thinks it's feasible?"

”"It's naturally feasible," Fu Yuheng replied directly without thinking about it, "If your father doesn't agree to this, your mother will be the first to disagree." ”The smile on the corner of Wei Xi's mouth expanded, and he raised the teacup, Fu Yuheng was stunned for a moment, and also took the one in front of him.The two cups collided, and with a crisp sound, Wei Xi drank all the teacups in his cup, "Then there will be more work for those who are capable of working hard!"

”Fu Yuheng: "" She was stunned for a moment before she realized what she meant, raised her head and drank the tea in the cup, and couldn't help but reach out and tap Wei Xi's nose, "The little girl is a big ghost, dare to come to the routine!"

”Wei Xi shook his calf and smiled innocently.The capital of the Dayong Emperor, the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry in Shangjing.There are six departments in Kyoto, each of which occupies a three-hall mansion.Only the Ministry of Industry has implemented the word poor with its strength in a down-to-earth manner.Early in the morning, Zong Xu took the little eunuch Wuhuan to the Ministry of Industry.Standing outside the gate of the Ministry of Works, the two looked up at the gate in front of them, which had not been renovated for a long time and had been mottled with paint, and then looked back at the scrubbed and polished gate of the Ministry of Rites directly opposite, relatively speechless.After a moment of silence, Wu Huan stepped forward and handed over the waist card, and after the two entered, they saw that the houses that had not been repaired for a long time, the lush weeds growing in the garden, the dust that had not been swept on the ground, and the tired handymen in the corners all told them.The Ministry of Works, one of these six, is so laid-back."

Your Highness, this" Zong Xu waved his hand to stop him from continuing, raised his feet and walked to the door of the main hall, pushed the door in, and unsurprisingly saw the empty and unpopular main hall.Papers were piled up messily on the bookcase, teacups were poured on the table, the floor was covered with water, and the surroundings were littered with messy and damp shoe prints.Just as a cool breeze blew outside the unclosed window, Wu Huan saw that the wind rolled up a piece of paper with messy handwriting, floating on a trail of water on the corner of the table, and he felt that this scene was very much like his heart at this moment.A desolation."

Your Highness, it's almost time, aren't the officials in charge of the ministries stipulating that they will take office at the right time, this, this is simply a dereliction of duty!"

Wu Huan's eyes were red with anger for a while, and he suddenly raised his head, and saw his Royal Highness's calm face as usual, his nose couldn't help but be sour, "Your Highness" Zongxu's long eyelashes like a crow feather drooped slightly, Gu Zi found a fairly clean chair and sat down, looked at the courtyard with his head slightly propped up, and crossed the courtyard to see the wide open gate, and finally his eyes fell on the well-organized Yamen of the Ministry of Rites opposite, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a touch of sarcasm, "Wuhuan, do you really think that my seventh brother will be so kind to give me this errand?"

”Wu Huan was stunned when he heard this, and then reacted, his face suddenly turned pale, "Your Highness, then what should we do now?"

”"Don't worry," Zong Xu stretched out his hand and patted Wu Huan's shoulder, his eyes that hid a piece of splendid mountains and rivers bent slightly, "Wait patiently, someone will come." ”