After fixing all these, the lady still had a lot of money. Thinking that her family would get rich in the future, she used the rest of her money to change the fencing into a meter-tall earthen wall.

Ye Xuan didn't stay idle. He went up the mountain and cut down a few trees. Then, he used some straw to build a grass pavilion above the millstones.

Lin Yang's parents didn't want to stay idle either. They spent their days helping him fix the stove, lifting the grass, and so on. They ate as happily as the workers, much better.

Although the construction had not started in the past few days, the reputation of Lin Village's tofu had already spread to the whole town. People from several villages nearby often came to ask if there were any more tofu. This was the result of people spreading word of mouth.

That day, the little girl went to look at the basket of tofu Qiao Ke had left behind. The little girl had only given it a little bit of attention before she had made a tofu the size of a child's fist, boiled it with gravy and other ingredients, sold it at a high price of 30 gold coins, and even earned its name as the "monkey brain". Eating it would nourish the body, not to mention that such an expensive price would make people scramble to buy it.

In this era, people were used to hardships, and the food they ate was especially poor. For example, in their village, most of the children were thin and malnourished. If the tofu could bring them some benefits in the future, then it would not be in vain for her to come back here and live her life again.

Although she wasn't a philanthropist, she was the most enthusiastic about giving back the money she had earned in her previous life. In the end, if she was the only rich person in a region, then it would naturally make people jealous. However, if everyone's days were good, then she would not be too eye-catching and would instead gain a good reputation.

It's not hard to be rich. It's hard to be a businessman with a good life and a good conscience. If they were poor, they would do the best. If they were poor, they would help the whole world. Even though it was a different era, the little girl did not intend to change her mind regarding the persistence of these matters. Or rather, she was an idealist.

She thought that if she made tofu again, she would definitely need a lot of people. These days, Aunt Lin did not idle around and found a few lightweight ladies in the village to make tofu.

When Madam Lin brought them over, she recognized two of them as the people who had said bad things about her. They lowered their heads, feeling very uneasy, afraid that their mistress would abandon them.

Having to come to Jiao's mother's house to help her earn 50 yuan a month was already a lot to the farmers. They usually had nothing to do at home, so how much jute did they have to rub to earn 50 yuan! If the little girl didn't want them anymore, then her father-in-law would say it again when they got home. Now, he could only hate himself for talking too much and speaking ill of others.

"Since Madam Lin is here to introduce these people, they should be very efficient in their work." "You guys follow Auntie Lin and see what she does. Learn from her. Lunch will be served here. You guys can take turns cooking every day."

The two women looked at each other and looked gratefully at the girl. They never thought that the girl would ignore their previous hatred. They had thought that this job was going to end in failure!

Since he'd reopened the baskets to make tofu, his demand for the baskets had grown even greater. The things that Lin Yang's father made up weren't enough, so Ye Xuan went down the mountain every day to break willow branches and bring them back. The old man, who had a child helping him do his work, sat down to help his mistress make a basket since he had nothing better to do.

Leaning against the wall all day long, three to five old men whose legs were inconvenient were weaving baskets of their past. When the soy milk had been boiled, the lady ordered someone to fill a big bowl with it and place it to the side, allowing the old man to drink as he pleased.

In the courtyard, which was made of limestone, the ditches were all made of yellow mud, and after drying, the ground was very flat. In the courtyard, which was made of limestone, where the ditches were made of yellow mud, the floor was very flat after drying.

The soybeans he had previously collected were now of use. The lady servant had them throw their arms around to make tofu and only just managed to deal with the people who came from all directions to buy tofu every day.

At the moment, there were only a few people who went to the Lin Family Village to buy tofu, so the price of the tofu in the restaurant was not that hard to sell. The girl brought two carts of tofu every day, and the ones who came to pull the tofu were the people she had hired from the cattle store in the town.

Despite the fact that the little girl sold a lot of tofu every day, she did not have much money with her. On one hand, everyone could use beans in exchange for tofu, so she was naturally unwilling to spend money to buy tofu. The beans in exchange were almost piled up in half of the warehouse. The little girl was afraid of piling up too many and wanted the villagers to use money to buy them. However, a frail woman asked her, "Is it okay to exchange them with food?"

The lady did not know that some people did not fear coming to the Lin Village to buy tofu because they wanted to make money.

The thin woman was only thirty years old, and the man was bitten by wolves in the spring. Fortunately, she managed to survive, but she was unable to do anything, while the three children were waiting for food. She went to work by herself, then returned home to serve the old and the young. A few days ago, she heard from the villagers that the Lin Family Village sold a type of tofu food. A litre of beans could be exchanged for quite a bit of tofu. Only then did he painstakingly bring his eldest child to change the tofu, and then carried them for another tens of miles back to the village.

Originally, she had planned to eat the tofu, but who would have thought that the villagers would exchange it for food. After coming back, she had earned a lot of food. Only then did her family have a way to survive.

When the lady heard this, her heart stirred slightly, and she gave up on the idea of exchanging the silver for the beans. There was always a way for her to consume these grains. If it was just money, there wouldn't be many people who could afford it.

There were quite a number of people that came back to sell tofu from the little girl. Some people were carrying a load of food and came back to sell tofu, yelling along the way that they didn't even get home before they sold out. The money they got from selling tofu was already an impressive amount of income for people like them that could only live on land.

A few days ago, the lady sent someone to deliver some money to her and asked her if she was willing to sell tofu in their village. But after a few days, there was still no news from her side.

After handing over matters of the family to Auntie Lin and having Ye Xuan secretly watch over them, the cute girl carried her luggage and prepared to go take a look. The village that the old lady lived in was about ten miles away from the village she lived in. Along the way, the people were sparse and the woods were dense.

With all her mind on what to do next, the delicate lady did not notice the figure that was following her from afar.