It's really busy these days, there are always people who come to the door to paint, and there are always eggs sent over, how many or less, Hanzhou doesn't care, helping people is helping, that's all. The sprouts were also born very successfully, and their food did improve a lot, and their breakfast was no longer monotonous.

Jujube worked very hard to transform the grinding disc, using another family's grinding disc, what the specific conditions are Dajube did not say, and Hanzhou did not ask. She is confident that the tofu experiment will be successful, and the business can be started, and if she owes someone money, she will definitely be able to pay it back. It is impossible for high-level intellectuals in the 21st century to do a tofu business, and it is a unique business.

She made the plaster into small, even pieces and divided them into portions. Each portion was neatly arranged so that she could calculate the proportions, which she had without an accurate measuring tool. Soybeans are very precious and cannot be easily wasted, she will try the same according to the idea of permutation and combination, a bowl of beans with a part of plaster to see the effect, then a bowl of beans with two parts of plaster, and so on, will definitely find the best ratio as soon as possible.

The grinding disc of the jujube was finally transformed, and their experiment was about to start, and the two of them smiled similarly and were very happy. It feels so good to do one thing together.

The beans have been soaked overnight, the bean skin is loose, each one is chubby, pour them all into the hole of the grinding plate, and the jujube begins to push it round and round, this work will be the work of the donkey in the future, Hanzhou used this to make fun of it. Jujube was not angry, he smiled, and worked very energetically. He was still a little grateful to the donkey who kicked Hanzhou, of course, now he also knew that others called her Xiaohan, if it wasn't for the donkey's mistake, how could he know this fairy-like girl. Of course, "fairy-like" is what others say, how do they outsiders know how interesting this girl is? Only he could listen to her tell stories, eat with her, and sometimes listen to her sing. It's just that he doesn't know how to forgive her when she is homesick, which makes him feel very useless, and he can only try to be good to her.

The white juice flowed out, and Han Zhou took it in a basin, and only after the flow was clean did he go to clean the bean dregs on the grinding disc.

She kept humming a toast from Verdi's opera La Traviata, the lyrics of which were of course unclear, but the melody was just right for doing things happily and lightly. She used to do mental work, and there were not many opportunities to do hands-on work, but it was actually a very pleasant process to do the same thing.

Dilute the ground bean dregs slurry, filter it with a clean cloth, and command the jujube to help on the side, putting the tofu dregs aside, saying that this can be steamed with rice and will not be wasted. Then boil soy milk, saying that this is soy milk, and it is delicious to boil it in the morning with some sugar or nothing at all. Then he carefully put a small part of the plaster water, saying that this step is the most critical, and success or failure is in one move. Boiling and boiling, the tofu brain appeared, and Han Zhou shouted happily, saying that this is the tofu brain, put the gold needle and fungus to make the marinade, and add a small spoon of garlic juice, ah, it's so delicious. Then take out all the thin things in the pot and put them into the wooden trough where the tofu is ready to be pressed, and a clean cloth is already lined in it, and then a piece of cloth is placed on top of the thin soup, and then flattened with another wooden trough, and a heavier jar is placed on top to add weight.

At this point, Han Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands together, and said God, bless me with a success.

The jujube is finished on the side, the grinding disc is cleaned, and the slurry dripping from the wood trough is connected. He is also very happy, it doesn't matter if it succeeds or not, it will always succeed, and those changes just now are very interesting. It's a big deal to eat soy milk, tofu brain, and bean dregs, these are things that I haven't seen before. As for God, it may be the greatest god, or it is a god who is in charge of making tofu.

"Shall we eat it tomorrow morning?" Jujube asked expectantly.

"Well, I don't know, I should just wait for the slurry to stop flowing." Han Zhou thought for a while and said.

"Then we won't sleep tonight and wait for it." Jujube said.

"Okay, add a stone on top of it, it should be a little quicker to weigh it harder."

"Okay, then I'll go get a stone and come in." Jujube acted immediately.

After waiting for a while, the water did not drip anymore, and the two looked at each other and smiled encouragingly, "Let's go, let's see." ”

The stone, the jar, and the trough were removed, and the cloth was removed, and a white piece appeared inside, a little thin, of course because there were too few beans.

Han Zhou excitedly lifted it with his hand, held it in his hand, broke off a small piece, and put it in his mouth to taste it. Dajube was watching her movements from the side, watching her expression change. Han Zhou's mouth moved, looking at the jujube slyly, and then broke a small piece and fed it to the jujube, the jujube was a little panicked, and hurriedly opened his mouth to pick it up, but he was too nervous and bit Han Zhou's finger.

Uh, the jujube is embarrassed and his face is red, but fortunately the light is weak.

It turns out that tofu is such a thing!

"Is that what it smells like?" Jujube asked uncertainly.

"Well, that's pretty much what it smells like. The tofu is also slightly different from house to house, and that's pretty much it. So, we've done it successfully. Ah, thank God for making me a success once! ”

Saying that, she raised her hand to celebrate with the jujube, but the jujube didn't understand what it was going to do, and when she understood, she was no longer on that rhythm, so she had to smirk.

Han Zhou helplessly spread his hands and went to wash his hands.

"Is the God you are talking about the god who is in charge of making tofu?" Jujube asked while chewing tofu.

"Well, you're right." Han Zhou replied helplessly.

"Oh, that's something to be thankful for." Jujube said very sincerely.

"I'm tired today, I'm going to rest, and I'll make you tofu dishes tomorrow."

Han Zhou laid himself flat on the kang and thought tiredly that because of his arrival, the people of the Qin Dynasty could finally eat tofu. In my memory, it was Liu An, the royal family of the Western Han Dynasty, who invented tofu, maybe he was lucky and had good shit luck, but today I still have to pay tribute to him for stealing his technical patents.

Ah, Tofu Shih Tzu was born!