The tofu milk made a few years ago can be eaten, although it is the first time to make tofu, but it is very successful, the texture of the tofu is smooth and soft, the surface is orange and transparent, the taste is delicious and fragrant, and it increases the appetite. On the day when the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info bean curd came out of the altar, everyone had a good mouth again.

"Soy milk eggs", "soy milk chicken wings", "soy milk sauce meat", "tofu roasted pork ribs". Baili Zimo's fairy brother actually has a soft spot for tofu milk, and the other dishes only move one chopstick, and he specializes in tofu milk.

A mouthful of steamed bread and a small bite of tofu milk actually ate one more steamed bun than usual, which made Xiao Ran glance at his father-in-law from time to time, and felt ashamed of the amazing amount of food shown by his father-in-law. The side dishes in front of all the customers who dined steamed buns in the noodle shop were also replaced with a piece of tofu.

Such a delicious side dish, how can a small piece be? Want to add another piece? Yes, a small piece only costs two dollars. Only those who buy steamed buns are allowed to buy tofu, because the amount is small, and no one is limited to five yuan.

On this day, the steamed buns in the delicious building were unprecedentedly popular, just to get the right to buy tofu. Before noon, the tofu was given away and sold out. Xing Xuan watched as the tofu he liked decreased piece by piece until only the soup remained, and then looked at the little junior sister with great resentment.

The little junior sister went to the kitchen, he floated to the kitchen with a complaint, the little junior sister went to the vegetable garden behind the house, he floated to the vegetable garden with a complaint, and the little junior sister went to the shop, and he also ...... with a complaint Baili Zimo was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help it, and looked back at the past with a smile and a smile.

Xing Xuan looked aggrieved, and said with great resentment: "My tofu ...... Compensate me for my tofu milk-" Baili Zimo turned back to the kitchen, Xingxuan followed quietly, and muttered: "The tofu is gone......" Baili Zimo, who entered the kitchen, stood on tiptoe and took down a sealed clay pot from the spice rack with some difficulty, handed it to the senior brother, and motioned for him to open it.

Xing Xuan held the clay pot and shrugged his nose, the smile on his face made Zi Mo shake his eyes, how bright and brilliant. Xingxuan turned a blind eye to the little junior sister's amazement, holding a clay pot full of tofu like a baby, and went back to the house to hide, for fear that the little junior sister would open her eyes when she saw the money and sell the only bit of bean curd to others.

Xiao Ran once again felt ashamed of his son-in-law, and hid his face and pretended not to know this child-like son. Baili Zimo looked at the senior brother with a smile as if he was a thief, and used his white cuffs to cage the clay pot containing the bean curd, avoiding her gaze, and went back to the back room. "Is the little boss there? little boss—" A high-pitched male duck voice reappeared.

Baili Zimo put away his smile and walked out of the shop, it was him again - the tofu Langjun of the tofu shop. Looking at his flattering smile and calculating eyes, Zi Mo knew that it would be no good for him to come to his own house. "Little boss, Wishing you prosperity!" Tofu Langjun's face was no longer young, and he squeezed out a flower, "Little boss is a good method, we sell a piece of tofu for five yuan, and in the hands of the little boss, a piece of tofu is cut into small pieces, and each small piece is sold for two, tsk...... I made thirteen more than us in one fell swoop, which is really a million profits. He taunted the idiom he had just learned.

Baili Zimo pursed his lips, looked at his face, and said unhappily: "We don't need money for the seasoning of pickled tofu? Our labor doesn't need money? We don't need money for the free tofu we give? Wang Jiafulang, don't forget, who bought all the tofu when your tofu couldn't be sold, so that you wouldn't have to lose your tofu from smelling and losing your money." Now you are talking about this, what do you mean?" Wang Lao, who sold tofu, blushed honestly and secretly dragged his husband.

Tofu Langjun shook off his wife's hand, smirked, and said, "Little boss, don't get me wrong, I'm praising you for your good business methods, there is no other meaning, hehe......" I was afraid that Zi Mo would laugh unhappily. Baili Zimo shook his head secretly, and said, "Wang Jiafulang, don't you come here just to praise me for doing business, don't you have any other purpose?"

Tofu Langjun's face changed slightly, he took two steps forward with a smile, hunched his waist and whispered to Zi Mo: "Don't hide it from the little boss, you really have something to ask for." Wang Laoshi looked embarrassed and pulled the back of the husband's placket, she felt that it was very unrighteous to sell the expired tofu to Shao Ji last time, but fortunately, the little boss did not waste the tofu pickled into fermented bean curd.

This time the request seems to be even more excessive, so it is better to stop the husband before he asks, so as not to make the neighbors laugh. Tofu Langjun slapped his wife's hand off, glanced at her, and warned her not to back down. The neighbor who didn't buy the bean curd next to him, seeing his calculating face, quipped: "What's the matter? Wang Jiafulang, your tofu has not been sold, and you are going to sell it to the little boss?" Wang Jiafulang glanced at the lively people, and said to Zhu Xue with a smile: "This time it was just made, not left." That's right, my wife and I are selling tofu in front, and you know that there are few vegetables in winter, so the tofu business is better. ”

"The useless husband of our wife asked him to take care of the second pot of tofu, and it turned out to be this incident, which is really not worry-free. Alas, it's easy for me, I have to take care of the shop, and I have to think about the tofu shop, and I will make trouble after leaving for a while. Although the husband of the Wang family has a sharp temper and loves to take advantage of small advantages, he is a good hand at work. Her wife is honest to the point of cowardice, and she is not good at everything she says, and her husband is also a wilting master, and he is in charge of the family inside and out, and he brought the craft of making tofu from his mother's house.

"Say, what's wrong with tofu?" Baili Zimo also knew that his family's situation was more difficult, he was bitter and mean, and his unstoppable sex was also forced by life. "Alas...... The tofu was made so soft that it didn't make a shape...... Dozens of catties of beans were wasted in vain. Little boss, take a look, can you make other food?" Tofu Langjun looked at Zi Mo with a look of hope.

Baili Zimo walked to the side of the cart pushed by his wife, and with the help of Zhang Qiu, climbed onto the cart, and took a look at the big vat on the cart, hey! Isn't this tofu brain? Although her heart was ecstatic, her face was sad, and her mouth was pursed into a line. Tofu Langjun looked at her face, worried, for fear that Xiaoxue would not want to buy this vat of waste tofu, and said busily: "Little boss, for the sake of the neighbors, take care of it, and calculate the cost price for you." ”

He looked at Baili Zimo with an embarrassed face, he didn't plan to buy it, and took out his usual sloppy face: "Why am I so miserable! Don't say that there is such an incompetent wife, there is no one in the family who has a top problem, how can I live-" The husband who looked at the lively wine shop said with disdain: "This winter, your tofu shop is thriving, you don't know how much you have earned, and you can't afford to lose a pot of tofu?" That is, his family works in the delicious building, two taels of silver a month, and it is said that he has been rewarded with hundreds of more rewards for overtime this year, and he said that the day will not go on!"

Wang Laoshi blushed as if he had drunk a pound of old white dry, dragged his husband's arm, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Let's go......" Tofu Langjun crossed his waist and yelled at his wife: "Go, you give me this pot of tofu money? You can only eat, you can't make money, you have to have one-tenth of the business acumen of a small boss, I still work so hard, I ......"

Wang Xin, who was steaming steamed buns in the backyard, couldn't stand his father's nonsense, so he came out to dissuade him: "Daddy, go home, let people see jokes." "What! Even you look down on Daddy! What is the point of me living...... The wife is a nest, and the son is not filial—" He sat on the ground crying, beating his chest. The surrounding audience pointed and pointed, Xingxuan was stunned holding his tofu jar, he had never seen such a shrew.

When Zi Mo, who was watching the monkey show, had seen enough, it was time to let this farce end, cleared his throat, and said, "Hmm...... Lift the jar down, and I'll come up with a food that might work. Tofu Langjun was overjoyed, jumped up from the ground, urged his wife to move the tank down, collected the money, and was afraid that Zhu Xueying would regret it, pushed the cart and left.

I didn't buy tofu and stayed to see the excitement, but when I saw that this little boss bought a jar of soft tofu that rotted at the touch of a button, I heard her say that she had a heart to eat, and she didn't want to leave, and it was not bad if she couldn't buy tofu and buy new food! Zhu Xueying had already entered the kitchen and ordered to cook a pot of chicken soup and add tofu skin and kelp to make a delicious gluten soup.

Put the soft tofu into a bowl and put the chicken broth on your feet, and a bowl of delicious chicken soup tofu brains will be baked. The best thing about tofu brain is that it is as delicate as a brain, which is worthy of its name. Its taste should be salty and palatable, delicate and delicious, the brain is tender but not scattered, and the fragrance is tangy. Anyone who has tasted it said: "It is worthy of the golden finger of food, turning waste into treasure, and turning stones into gold." So "chicken soup and tofu brain" was listed as one of the delicious recipes. It's all ordinary, but the most ordinary is the best. (*^__^*) hee-hee