the soy milk poured into the mold, layer by layer, so thin, they couldn't imagine what this thing called Qianzhang would look like.The villagers who had learned to make tofu over there, seeing Yang L...It is now the middle of the month.

The night was deep, a round moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the Yang family home, everyone sat together, watching Xiao Jiu calculate."Oh So early"Zhao Kang was slightly taken aback: "My cousin knows his place, and wouldn't visit unless it was important. Where is he now"He's waiting outside. Zhao Zhongming bowed.Come in!For a moment...