Chapter 85 Heirlooms are not as important as graphite

Gu Ye and the other four instantly leaped away from the Eight Immortals table, their expressions guarded as they all stared at Grandma.

"Haha~ What an interesting bunch of little ones."

The gloom on Grandma's face vanished instantly, reverting to her cheerful and kind appearance, leaving the group to exchange puzzled glances, unable to fathom her intentions.

"Sit down, everyone. Grandma was just teasing you earlier." Grandma waved at them, her tone relaxed and natural.

Gu Ye, however, was completely unfazed; he saw through her at a glance, realizing she was merely a common Bronze Rank Nine Guai Monster.

He was the first to sit back down by the Eight Immortals table, and seeing this, the others slowly followed suit.

Luo Yuerou cautiously leaned in and gently poked Grandma. Seeing that she was still looking at her with a kind expression, she finally confirmed that the other party was truly joking.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes playfully, reached out to hug Grandma's arm, and acted coquettishly: "Grandma, how could you scare us like that!"

Grandma raised her hand and gently rubbed her head with a kind smile: "Grandma just likes to joke around with you young people; otherwise, how could I have lived longer than my dead husband? If your mindset is young, you won't grow old."

Gu Ye and the others exchanged glances, all rendered speechless—this Grandma was truly young at heart despite her age.

"Grandma is so mean," Luo Yuerou muttered.

Grandma smiled, her gaze slowly sweeping over the group as her expression turned slightly serious: "I happen to have a matter here that I'd like your help with. If you do it well, Grandma can make the decision to give you the heirloom left behind by my old man."

Luo Yuerou immediately looked up, gazing at Grandma with curiosity: "Grandma, what is it?"

Gu Ye and the other three also looked over, their faces equally filled with confusion.

"Help me make tofu."

"Tofu?"

"Make tofu?"

Grandma gently stroked Luo Yuerou's hair, a trace of reminiscence appearing in her eyes: "The old man is gone, and the tofu made before has sold out. I want to make new tofu so that his brand can continue to be passed down in the village."

Luo Yuerou looked troubled: "Grandma, but we... don't know how to make tofu."

"Just do your best. Grandma really has no other choice, which is why I'm troubling you."

Just then, the voice of Willow Crab suddenly rang out in Gu Ye's mind, its tone carrying a hint of irrepressible excitement:

"Kid, agree to her quickly!"

"Master Liu, why did you suddenly come out?"

"Cut the nonsense, agree quickly! Just say that you must use that stone mill in the courtyard to make the tofu."

Although Gu Ye had doubts, he knew Willow Crab would never harm him. He looked up at Grandma, his tone calm:

"Grandma, we can agree to your request."

Luo Yuerou, Yan Dinghan, and the others were all stunned, looking at Gu Ye in surprise.

"Brother-in-law, you know how to make tofu?" "You really do?"

Gu Ye nodded slightly to them.

Upon hearing that Gu Ye could make tofu, Grandma was so excited that she stood up on the spot: "Good! Good! Good! Then Grandma will wait for your good news!"

Her burning gaze landed on Gu Ye, full of expectation.

Gu Ye took the opportunity to propose a condition: "Grandma, making tofu requires tools. Can I borrow that stone mill in the courtyard?"

Grandma chuckled and tapped her cane gently on the ground: "Grandma will make the call; the stone mill is yours to keep, as long as you can make the tofu."

A faint smile appeared on Gu Ye's face as he nodded slightly: "Rest assured, Grandma. I will definitely make enough tofu for you to take and sell."

"Good!"

"Then Grandma will wait for your good news at the vegetable market."

With that, Grandma leaned on her cane and walked towards the wooden door with a smile.

"Grandma, I'll see you out." Luo Yuerou quickly stepped forward to support Grandma as they walked out of the room, until that aged figure completely disappeared at the end of the alley.

Once she was far away, Gu Ye immediately questioned Willow Crab in his mind:

"Do you know what Grandma's heirloom is?"

"I don't know."

"..."

Willow Crab's excited voice rang out again: "The heirloom is just a bonus! The most precious thing this old woman has is simply that stone mill in the courtyard!"

Gu Ye was stunned and turned around in surprise, looking at the dilapidated, dust-covered stone mill in the center of the courtyard.

He walked up and reached out to brush the accumulated dust off the millstone. The moment his fingertips lightly touched the mill handle—

"Crack."

The mill handle snapped in response.

Everyone: "..."

Gu Ye's mouth twitched as he seriously doubted: "Is this thing... really something good?"

Willow Crab's tone was incredibly firm, and the next moment, a stream of information suddenly flooded into Gu Ye's mind.

After digesting the information, he finally understood why Willow Crab held this stone mill in such high regard.

"But it's damaged to this extent; can it still be used?"

"Of course it can! It just lacks energy nourishment. If you inject enough spiritual energy into it, it can restore its basic functions."

Luo Yuerou walked to his side, looking at the broken-down stone mill, and asked curiously: "You're going to use this to make tofu?"

Gu Ye nodded slightly, placing his hands steadily on the cold millstone and slowly injecting spiritual energy.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Luo Yuerou, Yan Dinghan, and the other three watched Gu Ye's movements from start to finish, filled with curiosity about what changes this dilapidated stone mill would undergo after being injected with spiritual energy.

"Hoo~"

Gu Ye slowly withdrew his hands, his chest rising and falling slightly, his expression carrying a hint of unconcealable fatigue.

A full hour of spiritual energy infusion had almost drained all the spiritual energy in his body.

"It can begin!"

Luo Yuerou was the first to lean in, her eyes full of wonder.

The stone mill, which had been dilapidated and had a broken handle, now looked brand new:

The broken mill handle had grown back, shimmering with the warm luster of bluestone.

The dust-covered millstone, nourished by spiritual energy, was now glossy and bright, its patterns clearly visible, no longer bearing its former dilapidated appearance.

Yan Dinghan's two lackeys brought in a basin of soybeans; these were the raw materials Grandma had sent over earlier.

"Grandma said the soybeans are already soaked."

Gu Ye nodded and turned to look at Yan Dinghan, "You go push the mill handle!"

Yan Dinghan looked at Gu Ye with a confused expression, pointing at himself.

"Me?"

Seeing his reluctant expression, Gu Ye said irritably:

"You're not even willing? Do you know how many Guai Monsters in the past would have fought tooth and nail just to push this stone mill?"

Hearing Gu Ye's tone, the group immediately understood that there were benefits to this.

The look in their eyes as they gazed at the stone mill instantly became a bit more eager.

"If you don't want to do it, let your lackeys do it." Gu Ye added calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Dinghan's two lackeys immediately stared at him with glowing eyes, their faces full of anticipation.

"Go away, go away! This is an opportunity my brother-in-law gave me; you guys want to snatch it? No way!"

The two lackeys shook their heads, not daring to say anything more.

"Don't worry, everyone will have a chance. Yan Dinghan alone won't be able to grind this whole basin of soybeans," Gu Ye said with a smile. He turned to look at the slightly shorter lackey and instructed, "Go fetch a bucket of water; we need it to grind the soy milk."

The lackey didn't dare to delay and immediately ran out. Not long after, he returned carrying a bucket of clear well water and placed it steadily at Gu Ye's feet.

Gu Ye looked down at him and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Reporting to brother-in-law, my name is Chang Qi!" the lackey replied respectfully, then added, "He is my younger brother, named Chang Guan!"

Gu Ye nodded and instructed, "Good. When Yan Dinghan can't push it anymore, you take over."

Upon hearing this, Yan Dinghan immediately looked unconvinced, patting his chest and saying:

"Brother-in-law, you look down on me too much! I could lift this little stone mill with one hand, and you think I can't push it? Watch me!"