Bai Shanbao interjected, "Her family's stewed yams are delicious, and so is the chicken."
Clearly, he had eaten at someone else's home before.
After having a meal at the Bai family, Manbao even brought back a plate of silken tofu.
Junior Ms.Qian and the others were seeing such a thing for the first time and gathered around curiously, "What's this?"
Old Zhou, who knew a bit more, chuckled, "This must be tofu, made from soybeans, I hear."
"Yes, yes, tofu indeed, it's really tasty when boiled." Manbao recited the boiling method Ms.Liu had told her, leaving it to her sister-in-law to figure out.
Touching her little belly, Manbao said, "I ate a lot of tofu for dinner today, so I won't have any more. Sister-in-law, once you learn how to make tofu, we can eat it every day."
Being made from beans, and in the rural homes, beans were cheaper than wheat; at least everyone consistently found wheat meals tastier than bean meals, not to mention the flour ground from wheat.
