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Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots

Chapter 85 - 85 85 Teaching Lady Ma a Lesson (1)_1

Author: Xin Yue Ge
updatedAt: 2025-07-02

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Teaching Lady Ma a Lesson (1)_1 Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Teaching Lady Ma a Lesson (1)_1 Once the tofu cooled down, Lin Yuan cut a piece with a small knife and brought it excitedly into the house, “Come on, come on, try my handiwork!”

Though her parents and the others were quite curious about this white substance, they still trusted Lin Yuan’s skills and each broke off a piece to try.

Soft, smooth, and refreshingly cool, it was really tasty.

“Wow, this is delicious!

Can bean curd really be eaten this way, big sister?” Xiao Linshuang took the plate and stuffed pieces into her mouth one after the other, while Lin Wei quietly nudged her arm and quickly stuffed another piece into her own mouth.

“This, ah, is no longer just bean curd,” Lin Yuan said with a mysterious smile, heightening everyone’s curiosity even more.

Lady Liu, who was pregnant, found the cool substance really refreshing and smacked her lips, “Da Ya, did you make this with beans?

Really from those beans we feed to pigs?”

She didn’t know at first, and even criticized Lin Yuan for wasting money after seeing the bag of soybeans in the corner.

But after tasting it today, she thought it’d be a pity to use the beans for feeding pigs if that’s what they could make.

“Yes, Mom, this is made from soybeans.

I’ve already thought it through—I’m going to sell this stuff.” The cost of making tofu was low, the work simple, and there were many varieties and by-products that could be made from it, ensuring profitability.

Hearing that she wanted to sell it, everyone agreed.

Encouraged by her little sister, Lin Yuan repeated the name of the tofu and formally named it “tofu,” a pun on “all blessings,” an image and meaning that were both good.

In the past couple of days, Lin Jiaxin had finished making the remaining molds, and Lin Ershuan had helped Lin Yuan move the oven back.

With Dad starting treatment on his leg and tofu being sold, Lin Yuan could start her mooncake business.

The next day, bright and early, just after she had finished practicing and before she had even washed her face, Lin Yuan heard loud banging on the door, along with Lao Fan’s urgent and noisy voice.

“Stinky girl, stinky girl!

Open up!

I’m starving to death!

Hurry, open the door!”

Lin Yuan curled her lip.

Was this old man a hungery ghost in his past life?

Coming over without even having breakfast, it was obvious to a blind man that he was just looking for a free meal!

It wasn’t really Lao Fan’s fault for showing up early.

Helpless against the pestering of a certain Little Demon for the past two days, he’d been forced to eat cold noodles, so he took the first opportunity to sneak out while the Little Demon was still sleeping in.

“Girl, what’s for breakfast?

Ah, anything’s fine, just make it quick.

Oh right!

Definitely no cold noodles!”

Reluctantly opening the door, and being bossed around by Lao Fan as if she were just a servant, Lin Yuan was filled with dissatisfaction, “What’s wrong with the cold noodles?

They’re getting in your way?

Today you’ll eat cold noodles!

Don’t wanna eat?

Fine, go nibble grass with the rabbits!”

Lao Fan grumbled unhappily for a while but still obediently sat on a little stool by the side waiting to eat.

Planning to promote her tofu to Lao Fan that day, Lin Yuan decided to make tofu pudding for breakfast to whet his appetite.

Even though they’d had tofu pudding for dinner the night before, this new delicacy was obviously not something one could have enough of in just one sitting—Xiao Linshuang had still been smacking her lips in her sleep last night.

Of course, she still needed to prepare some grain-based food, so she had Lin Wei go and mill two kilos of beans.

Lin Yuan mixed up half a basin of thin dough in the basin, adding salt and coriander, and cracking two eggs into it.

Taking advantage of the time spent milling the beans, Lin Yuan started the fire and poured oil into a large pot to fry savory pancakes.

The savory pancakes needed to be spread thin and soft to taste good, but the big pot was concave, and despite her excellent skills, the center of the pancakes ended up a bit thick.

Remembering the flat pans and big woks she used in her past life, Lin Yuan suddenly felt the stove she was using now was too primitive.

Not only was it inconvenient, but there was only one stove hole, and every time she cooked, she’d have to boil rice, wash pots, and stir-fry dishes, which was very time-consuming.

And once it got colder, the food would cool quickly, possibly leaving the whole family to eat cold meals.

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