"Forget it, if you use starch alone, it's nothing more than making cakes to fry, which is a little monotonous, and it's more cost-effective to make tofu. ”

Thinking like this, Liu Mang stopped, put aside the bamboo fruit slurry that had been beaten, and leaned down to take out a small bag of soybeans from the cabinet.

"If you want to make tofu, this bit of bamboo fruit is not enough, mix it with some soybeans. Liu Mang muttered to himself.

Next, he cleaned the soybeans, put them in a basin, poured half a basin of water and began to soak.

The soybeans need to be soaked for about six hours, and during this time, Liu Mang prepares other required ingredients.

"Boss, are you back?" the fat man poked his head out of the door.

"Well, I arrived this morning. Liu Mang nodded and said with a smile.

"Magic mapo tofu, have you also made out the dishes of the little master?" the fat man looked at the name of the dish written on the blackboard by Liu Mang and asked.

"Well, the new dish, I haven't thought of a name yet, but it just so happens that the anime is also a memory of me when I was a child, so I used it. ”

"Can it shine? I remember that the dish at Xiaodang's house will shine. ”

"It's certainly not that exaggerated, but my dish is completely different from other mapo tofu. ”

"Really, you can eat it now?" said Fat, with an eager expression.

"Not now, it's not business hours yet, you can come in the evening. ”

"Okay, I'll come back in the evening. The fat man replied and walked away happily.

Waiting for more than three o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for Liu Mang's soaked soybeans.

The hard skin of the soybeans has become soft and rotten after being soaked in water for a long time, and it can be easily pinched in half with a fingernail.

Liu Mang took the cooking machine, put the soaked soybeans in, beat them into snow-white soybean milk, added the bamboo fruit slurry prepared in the morning, and mixed them together.

After mixing, the slurry of the two ingredients turns green onions, like fresh malt in a field in early spring.

Next, Liu Mang took a kettle and poured boiling water, diluted the slurry at a ratio of 2:1, then took a piece of gauze, covered the wooden barrel with a string, and prepared to start filtration.

After a rough strainer, Liu Mang poured the soy milk in the bucket into the pot, and wrapped the rest in gauze and squeezed it vigorously, trying not to waste a trace.

After waiting for the residue wrapped in the gauze and no more slurry squeezed out, Liu Mang washed the handle, twisted the fire switch on the stove, and prepared to start ordering tofu.

When ordering tofu, you need to use brine. In the general tofu workshop, salt and brine are used.

Salt brine is a black liquid left after boiling salt with brine water, which is a mixture of magnesium chloride, magnesium sulfate and sodium chloride.

Salt brine is toxic to the human body, so drinking salt brine was one of the main ways of folk suicide in the past.

Its main principle is to coagulate the protein in soy milk into colloids, analyze the water, and then make tofu.

And today Liu Mang's shop does not have salt and brine, so he is going to use the secret sour soup to order tofu.

Liu Mang's secret sour soup is vinegar and water mixed in a certain proportion, and gypsum powder is added at the end.

Gypsum is a milky white mineral crystal, also known as fine stone, fine stone, cold water stone, is a common medicinal material in traditional Chinese medicine, with the effect of clearing heat and quenching fire, removing annoyance and quenching thirst.

Compared with tofu ordered with brine, sour soup has a more delicate taste and removes the astringency of the beans.

When the soy milk in the pot was heated and a large amount of foam bubbled, Liu Mang immediately turned off the heat, skimmed off the foam with a spoon, and slowly added cold water.

"Well, now that the temperature has dropped to about 80 degrees, you can start to light the brine. Liu Mang dipped his fingers in soy milk to feel the temperature.

The prepared sour soup is added to the soy milk in batches and stirred slowly and evenly with a frying spoon.

When the fire is turned on again, the starch and protein rich in soy milk gradually begin to coagulate after a wonderful reaction, and finely chopped bean curd appears.

Liu Mang wetted a piece of gauze, spread it in a square wooden box, and then scooped the bean curd into it with a frying spoon.

Then cover the bean curd with gauze, press a cutting board, and place a kimchi jar filled with water to add weight.

After waiting for about 30 minutes, Liu Mang removed the kimchi jar and cutting board, uncovered the gauze, and a piece of green jelly-like tofu was formed.

Compared with ordinary tofu, this kind of tofu with bamboo fruit has a unique fragrance of bamboo, and the taste is more delicate, with a faint sweetness, and no astringency at all. There is really nothing wrong with making tofu!" Liu Mang picked a small piece with his hand and put it in his mouth to taste it, thinking to himself.

"Boss, good evening!" When Liu Mang finished cutting the tofu with a quick knife, a girl pushed open the wooden door of the store.

"Hello. Liu Mang raised his head and replied.

The girl was wearing denim overalls, a white t-shirt, and a big dog head on the t-shirt, which was the female anchor Wang Ruoxi, who had been here twice.

"Boss, is it open now?" Wang Ruoxi didn't hold his mobile phone live today, he just came to eat.

"Well, it's open. ”

"Magic mapo tofu?" Wang Ruoxi looked at the blackboard hanging on the wall: "Isn't it, there really is this dish?"

"Uh...... I came up with the name of the dish blindly, but it's actually different from the one in the anime. ”

"Okay, get me one. Wang Ruoxi put the bag on the bar and said.

"Okay, please wait a minute. ”

"Boss, I'm here!" Just as Liu Mang was about to cook, the fat man's head popped out of the door.

"Huh, Mr. Wang, you're here too. The fat man was stunned when he saw Wang Ruoxi sitting at the bar.

"Hmm. Wang Ruoxi nodded: "I haven't been here for a long time, and I miss the boss's dishes very much." ”

"That, didn't Lao Zhang come?" Seeing that the fat man was alone, Liu Mang asked.

"Lao Zhang, he went back to his hometown a few days ago. The fat man sat down next to Wang Ruoxi and took out his mobile phone.

"Oh......"

"Mr. Wang, haven't you started a live broadcast recently? I have saved a lot of bamboo. ”

"Now that I rarely broadcast live, I might give up the industry. ”

"Ahh

"This industry mainly eats youth rice, and now that the competition is getting bigger and bigger, it is getting more and more difficult to do. Wang Ruoxi replied.

"yes, so what are you going to do?"

"I'm preparing to apply for an art school to study music. ”

"That's good, your voice is so good, you're sure you'll be an instant hit in the future. ”

"Lend you good words. Wang Ruoxi laughed.

"Boss, why is the tofu you make green? It's so strange!" the fat man said strangely after seeing the tofu that Liu Mang took out.

"The tofu is made by myself, and of course it is different from other restaurants. ”

"It's so beautiful, like a fine jade stone. Wang Ruoxi also stared at the tofu in Liu Mang's hand and praised.

"I'm really looking forward to it! Lao Zhang must know that his intestines must be repentant. The fat man rubbed his hands together in anticipation.