Chen Shu stayed in the hospital for three days before being discharged. Fortunately, the prices are low now and the medical treatment is cheap. Xia Xiaoqin collected a deposit of 100 yuan for hospitalization and returned 42 yuan.

With this 42 yuan, Old Mrs. Xia strongly demanded that the wedding dinner be held and she made her own decisions and notified her neighbors.

Xia Xiaoqin agreed to this matter. The family was in trouble one after another, and it really needed some joy to relieve the tension and depressing mood of the family.

As for the debt...

Xia Xiaoqin knew that time was tight, so she set the day to deliver the wedding meal on the second day of discharge from the hospital.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Xia Lao Er's family held a wedding dinner, and neighbors came to help. Even Ma Xiaomei unexpectedly did not find fault. She just took away a knife of meat when she left. Xia Xiaoqin saw that it was Old Mrs. Xia who gave her it to her, so she was too lazy to pay attention to these two people on a happy day.

After working hard all day, this wedding dinner added a lot of joy to the Xia family courtyard.

At the end of the day, Xia Xiaoqin cleaned the yard and washed her hands to the west room.

Xia Xiuxue was reading books under the lights in the yard. When he saw Xia Xiaoqin coming in, he quickly covered the book.

Xia Xiaoqin pulled the lamp in the west room and said angrily: "Brother, you will ruin your eyes when you read books like this! Our family can still afford the electricity bill."

Xia Xiuxue looked like he was taught and smiled and pointed to the door of the west room: "I won't be too fucked anymore. Please close the door quickly and let's talk about serious matters."

Xia Xiuxue’s main business is how to make money to pay off debts. Their foreign debts now total 60 yuan, and their maximum face value is 10 yuan. Although 60 yuan is a light six great unity, in 1983, there was a huge debt for any company they were under.

Now everyone is not well-off now, and the Chinese New Year is approaching. Each family has places to use money. When others come to ask for debt, they can’t let others catch soybeans and leave, right?

When Xia Lao Er was seriously ill, he realized that he was not good enough. Before leaving, he handed over the secret technique to Xia Xiuxue. Xia Xiuxue took out the secret recipe hidden on his body and presented it to Xia Xiaoqin with his hands extremely solemnly.

A piece of rice paper as big as a palm was filled with dense small characters. Xia Xiaoqin saw it from beginning to end and had a clear understanding of the tofu in the Xia family.

The secret of tofu is like a brief introduction on the cooking app for Xia Xiaoqin, who has experienced the 21st century.

Jade tofu is similar to the 21st century internal fat tofu, and golden tofu has made a clever idea. It is said to be a secret recipe. In fact, it is because of the scarcity of resources and the slow transmission of information. Everyone thinks that being a self-employed person has no face and is not profitable, and no one wants to study the secret recipe, so no one has taken away the wealth path.

In a few years, China will enter a period of rapid development. If Xia Family Tofu does not have new development, it will be eliminated by the market and will go from making money to barely making a living.

"Little sister? What's wrong? Are you in trouble?" Xia Xiuxue asked worriedly when he saw Xia Xiaoqin's face with a sad face.

"Not at the moment, but there will definitely be one in the future. Brother, our tofu needs to be improved."

"Dad said it before, but... it was not too late."

"Don't worry, let's talk about the difficulties you see first. Brother, I'll clean up the tofu house now and try to go to the county town tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow." Xia Xiuxue didn't want to stay in bed and be a useless person. He followed Xia Laoer to sell tofu and knew where to sell it.

Xia Xiaoqin knew that Xia Xiuxue wanted to help her family, so she agreed.

In addition to the ancient well, the secret of Xia family tofu also has a fine gypsum-spotting technique.

Xia Xiaoqin did chemistry research in her previous life and had great experience in measuring. When she made tofu for the first time, Xia Xiaoqin did not grind the jade tofu with stones, but chose to make golden tofu. In Xia Xiaoqin's eyes, it was more challenging to do research.

In the cold winter month, at one o'clock in the morning, Xia Xiaoqin got up from the bed and came to the tofu room.

She now knows what the bags of powder placed on the table on the east wall are, which is the secret of Xia’s golden tofu - Shiluo flour.

Golden tofu is not made of soybeans at all, this is the secret of the Xia family.

In autumn, pick the mature oak, add water and grind it into powder. When it is needed, soak it in water, stir, precipitate, fire and form.

All the stone oak powder that Xia Xiaoqin uses now is prepared by Xia Laoer. He has prepared a lot of raw materials for the New Year. The golden beans sold by Xia Xiaoqin were also the "New Year's goods" he prepared.

At four o'clock in the morning, Xia Xiaoqin's first pot of golden tofu was formed in cold water. Xia Xiaoqin made several pots in one go. By dawn, eight plates of golden tofu had been placed in the tofu room.

"Xiaoqin? Are you in there?"

"Mom, it's me." Xia Xiaoqin opened the door of the tofu room, and the cold wind rushed towards her, making Xia Xiaoqin shiver.

Shen Shu looked at Xia Xiaoqin, who was sweating on her forehead while busy, and asked with distress: "When did you get up? Xiaofu was making a big fuss at night, and I didn't hear you getting up."

"Mom, I slept early yesterday and am not sleepy at all now. Come into the house quickly. I'll make breakfast now. After eating, I'll go to the county town with my brother to sell tofu."

"You have prepared the rice, so hurry up and eat it."

"Milk is cooking?" Xia Xiaoqin was surprised.

Shen Shu was also surprised. She hadn't eaten the breakfast made by her mother-in-law. When she woke up this morning, she thought she was going to greet her and scold her, but she didn't expect that it was Mrs. Xia who called her to have a soft voice.

Xia Xiaoqin locked the door of the tofu room and went to the kitchen to see the breakfast made by Mrs. Xia.

"It's coming out? Let's have dinner." Old Mrs. Xia had already served breakfast.

The porridge made from Huang Xiaomi was paired with scallion pancakes made of white flour. Xia Xiaoqin didn't expect that Mrs. Xia would really change her temper.

"I'm tired after working all night? I heard the news from the tofu room, and I thought it was your father..."

Only then did Xia Xiaoqin realize what happened to Mrs. Xia’s breakfast.

A white-haired man gave a black-haired man, but the old man missed his son.

Let’s look at Mrs. Xia. She first lost her husband and then lost her son. Although she raised four children, only Xia Lao Er, the second son, was sincerely respectful to her. The two daughters married far away, so she didn’t even have any trouble to see her. Mr. Xia also relied on her birth to three sons and one daughter, and thought she had made contributions to the Xia family and often came to take advantage of her.

Although Mrs. Xia lived smartly, her life was indeed hard.

"Not tired, milk, the cake you baked is so delicious! I also brought a cake when I went to the county town, so I could eat it when I was hungry."

"Okay." Old Mrs. Xia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and returned to her smart look. "I'll pack it for you and keep it hot when you eat!"

Xia Xiaoqin, the golden tofu, left a board for her family. She asked Xia Xiuxue to write the big characters of the deputy and hang them on the gate of the courtyard.

Every person passing by Xia Laoer's family in Xiajia Village saw the words hanging on the door panel. Some people didn't recognize the words and even asked specifically: "What is it written on it?"

"Written - Available for sale today: Golden Tofu!"

"Oh! Xia Lao Er's girl really makes tofu? I have to buy one and try it!"

The news that Xia Xiaoqin made tofu soon spread throughout Xiajia Village. The tofu plate that Xia Xiaoqin left was not enough to divide it.

When Xia Xiaoqin arrived at the county town, it was the most lively time of the vegetable market. Xia Xiaoqin showed off another sign, which also read: "Golden Tofu".

Xia Xiaoqin is beautiful and sweet-mouthed, and the price of golden tofu is the same as that of white tofu. She sold out the tofu in the morning market.

Xia Xiuxue, who was responsible for collecting money, did not expect it to be so smooth. A plate of tofu could be cut into 12 pieces, one cent per cent, because they didn’t collect soybeans, just cash, and the accounts were very easy to calculate. In this morning market, their seven-board tofu made 2 yuan.

"Brother, I bought two bowls of Hula soup, so I can eat it with the milk scallion pancake. After eating, let's go to the county town and buy some other things."

Xia Xiuxue asked ignorantly: "Is there not enough ingredients for making tofu?"

"Well, I also want to develop some new products and sell more money during the Chinese New Year."

It took too much effort to grind tofu. Xia Xiaoqin came up with a good idea from the tofu made from Shi Oak powder, and she was almost taking action.

Xia Xiuxue naturally agreed. He accompanied Xia Xiaoqin to go around Xiangyang Street for a few times and bought a bunch of strange things.

When Xia Xiaoqin got home, she got into the tofu room. Old Mrs. Xia knew that the tofu today had been sold out, so she happily kissed Xia Xiaofu and kissed her again and again, and kept praising her, "My blessed grandson, you are really a little blessed star of the Xia family!"

Xia Xiaoqin's R&D journey encountered obstacles. Until the sky fell, Shen Shu came and shouted that she could not develop Qianye Tofu.
Chapter completed!