Because Moshu is mainly to make tofu this time, the gypsum slurry added is relatively small, and the condensed bean curd is white and soft, which looks delicious.

I just don't know how it tastes.

Xiaojing couldn't wait, but fortunately, Mo Shu had already prepared and made people boil sugar water. She felt like she hadn't eaten delicious tofu for a long time. Mo Shu naturally hasn't eaten it, and for southerners like Mo Chaoyuan, tofu flowers are of course sweet!

At that moment, Mo Shu took two bowls and scooped a little to taste for herself.

Not bad looks.

Xiao Jing stared at the side with big eyes, and hurriedly asked, "How is it, Sister Mo, can you eat?" ”

Mo Shu smiled and nodded: "It's okay!" ”

As she spoke, Mo Shu scooped the soft tofu flowers into two bowls and poured fragrant sugar water on them.

This is food that Daliang has not seen before, and Mo Shu doesn't know if Wu Ziheng and these people dare to eat, so he didn't prepare it for them.

Mo Shu scooped a spoonful with a spoon and put it in her mouth. The tofu flowers melted in her mouth, and the rich bean fragrance accompanied by sweetness permeated the tip of her tongue, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment.

Xiao Jing next to him was already unkind, and he also learned from Mo Shu to dig a tablespoon and put it in his mouth, tasted it, and immediately said excitedly: "It's delicious!" Sister Mo is so powerful! ”

It is a very happy thing to be able to get the affirmation of others. Mo Shu said with a smile: "This gypsum tofu flower is a nourishing and heat-clearing product, which can eliminate heat, widen and benefit qi, reduce inflammation and quench thirst, as well as lower gastrointestinal turbidity." It's best eaten on a hot summer day. In the past, when I was at Master's place, I would eat it chilled in the summer. It's so comfortable! ”

Xiao Jing nodded and feasted, not bothering to speak.

The two of them ate very happily, but the guards next to them swallowed their saliva. Especially when I heard Mo Shu talk about chilled tofu flowers, the few people who were burning the fire by the stove were really dry, and they couldn't wait to bring the small pot of tofu flowers over to eat immediately.

However, Mo Shu and Xiao Jing, who were eating happily, didn't notice everyone's eyes at all.

Wu Ziheng next to him didn't know what it was like: Why didn't Mo Shu think of him every time she made something delicious?

Several guards inadvertently saw Wu Ziheng's expressionless appearance, and they were immediately frightened. Although Hou Ye doesn't smile on weekdays, it is light and light. Instead of wanting to be so cold-faced now!

glanced at Mo Shu who was still unconscious. Several people secretly sympathized in their hearts, and hurriedly lowered their heads and worked hard, praying that Wu Ziheng would never notice them.

But it backfired, and Wu Ziheng suddenly turned his head to look over. Said coldly: "Lu Yi." The ashes of your fire have flown into the salt pan. ”

Lu Yi nodded hurriedly: "Master Hou." I'll be sure to pay attention! ”

Mo Shu had just finished eating a bowl, looked up with satisfaction, and looked over when she heard this. I just saw the fly ash, which was smaller than a grain of rice, falling into the brine in the pot. However, it's normal to have a little ash on the fire like this, and besides, it won't affect the boiling salt......

was surprised, Mo Shu turned her head and happened to meet Wu Ziheng's gaze, and suddenly felt wrong.

The gaze seemed a little cold.

Mo Shu thought of something, and said with a smile: "Master Hou, I tried it just now, this bean curd should be edible, do you want to taste it?" ”

Wu Ziheng seemed to be reluctant: "It's okay to try." ”

Xiao Jing looked up and smiled on the side: "I've tried it, it's delicious!" Sister Mo, you fill me another bowl, and I'll take it back for grandma to taste. ”

Mo Shu glanced at Wu Ziheng again, then smiled and nodded, picked up Xiaojing's bowl and scalded it with boiling water in the pot, filled it with bean curd, and said, "Wait a while, go to Hanxueju, and let someone bring a bowl from Master Hou." ”

But I heard Wu Ziheng next to him say: "You don't have to be so particular, isn't there still a bowl?" ”

Mo Shu looked at it: "Uh, I used this just now." ”

Wu Ziheng said expressionlessly: "You won't wash it?" ”

Mo Shu was speechless, silently picked up her bowl, washed it and scalded it with boiling water, and then scooped a small half bowl of tofu flowers for Wu Ziheng and served it with both hands.

"Master Hou, please use it slowly, and burn it carefully."

"Just put it down." Wu Ziheng raised his chin lightly and gestured.

"Yes."

Mo Shu hadn't seen Wu Ziheng eat yet, so she was a little curious, and after putting the tofu flower on the small table next to her, she looked up and looked quietly.

But Wu Ziheng didn't know how to get used to this, but he still found that Mo Shu was peeking, and when he was eating, he blocked it with wide sleeves, and he looked frank and generous, not twisted and feminine at all.

This noble elegance may be innate, and others simply can't learn it.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Ziheng suddenly asked.

"I didn't see anything, how is this tofu flower?" Mo Shu, who caught a positive person, asked with a smile.

"Okay." Wu Ziheng said.

After hearing this, Mo Shu thought, with Wu Ziheng's temperament, this may already be a high evaluation, and immediately smiled and said, "It's good if Master Hou likes it." ”

Wu Ziheng didn't know where Mo Shu could see that he liked to eat this, he didn't like sweets for a long time.

Although this bean curd is not bad today.

At this time, Lu San on the side asked, "Miss Moliu, is this tofu?" I wonder what the fine linen and planks are for? ”

Mo Shu then remembered that the matter was not finished yet, and shook her head and said: "No, this is just tofu flowers, if you make tofu, there is still a process." ”

Saying that, Mo Shu asked Lu San to cook the soy milk on the fire again, also remove the foam, and after boiling, pour it directly into another cauldron, add gypsum and stir it quickly.

As soon as there is a lot of soy milk, this stirring is the strength to live.

Mo Shuren was a little weak, and after stopping, his hands were a little swollen, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know how it is this time, in short, it can be eaten." It would be better to try a few times. ”

Lu San smiled and said, "In the future, it is impossible for Miss Mo to do this by herself, but it is just a demonstration, let a few people learn to do it slowly, and you will have experience if you try a few more times." ”

Mo Shu nodded: "That's the reason." ”

While speaking, the soybean milk has condensed into tofu flowers, this time there is more gypsum, older than last time, Mo Shu carefully scooped the tofu flowers with a spoon into a wooden tray basin with a large piece of fine linen next to it, and after it was filled, wrap it with this cloth, cover it with a wooden board and press it.

Seeing this, Lu San wrote them down one by one, and asked again: "Is this okay?" How long does it take to press the plank? ”

Mo Shu said: "Press it for more than a quarter of an hour, and it's fine." If you want to make dried tofu that has been sitting for a longer time, you need to press more stones on the wooden board to crush the moisture in the tofu flowers, and you're good to go. ”

Seeing that Lu San had written it down, Mo Shu smiled again: "I don't know if there are sea bass or crucian carp sold in the market now, buy a few for breakfast and stew tofu soup to eat." ”

At this time, Xiaojing just turned back, and when he heard this, he laughed so hard that he couldn't see the pear vortex: "Sister Mo is cooking?" I'm going to eat it too! ”

Mo Shu smiled and said, "I'll stew in a big pot, and everyone will eat together." ”

After speaking, Lu Yi said beside him: "You don't have to buy it, Xiaojing, you just let Erliuzi go to the lake to catch it, and count the money for him." ”

Xiao Jing happily went.

Mo Shu thought for a while, and said to Lu San: "This tofu should be delicious, first, the ratio of beans and water when grinding soy milk must be mastered, and the concentration of bean juice is different for different tofus; Second, you should also pay attention to the heat of boiling soy milk; There is also the timing and skill of rushing the bean curd. ”

Lu San wrote it down in detail. Mo Shu said: "Anyway, try a few more times, and you will find out how to make the tofu more delicious." ”

It felt like more than a quarter of an hour had passed, and Mo Shu took the wooden board pressed against the tofu.

A plate of white tofu appears in front of you.

I didn't expect this tofu to be so successful for the first time. Mo Shu was satisfied, and seemed to have eaten the fragrant and milky white crucian carp tofu soup.

That's how life should be! (To be continued.) )