Chapter 363: How tofu is made

Wang Xiaohua came to Zhang Cuilian, hoping to apply for an interest-free loan here in Gu Zhicheng. After all, it takes a lot of money to bring in the equipment, and she wants to use as little or no savings as possible from her parents.

The loan needs to be repaid, but it also has a time limit. Once you lose money, then selling the machine and taking out a small deposit can still plug the hole. But if you spend all your family's savings, you will lose nothing.

"Why do you think you're going to lose money? Is your tofu so good? Zhang Cuilian didn't quite understand why Wang Xiaohua was so worried, her tofu was the best tofu Zhang Cuilian had ever eaten in her two lives combined.

"That's because I make small quantities and it's all handmade tofu. I heard that the tofu made by the machine is not as delicious as the handmade, and you said that if the product is not good, how can it be sold in the future? "It turned out that she was worried about this, but Zhang Cuilian felt that it was not a problem at all.

After 2000, the tofu that Zhang Cuilian bought was basically made by mass-produced machines. The taste is indeed a little worse than handmade stone-ground tofu. But according to the old man, this taste is actually the difference between brine and gypsum. So Zhang Cuilian felt that Wang Xiaohua didn't need to worry at all, her craftsmanship would not be bad.

"You make tofu with brine, right?" Zhang Cuilian couldn't help but ask, Wang Xiaohua nodded: "Well, the tofu ordered in the brine is more delicious." ”

The brine is the salt brine containing magnesium chloride, and the gypsum is calcium sulfate. These two things are able to bring together scattered proteins. This is Zhang Cuilian's greatest understanding of tofu, and as for how to make it, she really doesn't know how to cook at all.

Wang Xiaohua smiled when she heard this: "Actually, this is very simple, you can do it at home." It's just that no one has a stone mill now, and they can't eat so much if they do it. ”

Zhang Cuilian knew that almost every household would do this in ancient times, and the description of the wax moon in the folk proverb had a special day to make tofu: twenty-three, the priest of the stove; twenty-four, sweep the house; Twenty-five, grinding tofu。。。。。

"Sister-in-law, if you want to learn, I'll teach you." Wang Xiaohua's face was sincere, and Zhang Cuilian couldn't cry or laugh at this title. She called Wang Wu and her eldest brother and sister-in-law, and the two Wang Xiaohua sisters also called her sister-in-law. Everyone called each other, and the names were all messed up.

Fortunately, Zhang Cuilian doesn't pay attention to this, compared to the word "aunt", she is more willing to be called her sister-in-law by others. was called "auntie" by a big girl for no reason, she always felt that she was more than ten years old.

"You soak soybeans overnight and grind them into soy milk, and the two of you will have enough soybeans to eat." Wang Xiaohua didn't hide her selfishness, and taught Zhang Cuilian generously.

"Find a piece of gauze, pour the soy milk into the gauze and strain it. The rest of the bean dregs you want to make bean cakes to eat, you can make bean cakes to eat, our family generally gave Song Lei's family to feed fish. Speaking of Song Lei, Wang Xiaohua twisted a little uncomfortably.

Seeing Zhang Cuilian's expression as usual, she was angry and embarrassed and continued: "You put the filtered clean soy milk in the pot and boil, and when you cook it, you can just use a spoon to skim it if there is foam on it." By the way, don't forget to stir with a spoon, you can't eat it when you paste the pot. When the pot is boiling, turn off the heat, and put it in about 85 degrees Celsius. Cover and simmer for 15 to 20 minutes. ”

At this time, when you open the lid, you will find that it is full of tofu brains. The kind of tofu brain that I bought at a breakfast shop, and the boss scooped up the smooth stuff from the vat. If you want to eat at this time, you can dig out two spoonfuls. Add the green onion and garlic fungus soup and mix it, and then serve it with fried cake fritters, not to mention how delicious it is.

Hearing this, Zhang Cuilian's saliva couldn't help but flow out, thinking that she would soak some soybeans tonight and give it a try.

"You grind the tofu brain, the more broken the better. I remember when you came to our house, didn't you ask what my dad was doing with a stick in a bucket? That is to stir tofu brain, the more crushed water comes out. ”

Place the minced tofu brains in a rectangular grinder and cover with a layer of gauze. Then cover the gauze with something heavier to drain the excess water from the tofu brain.

"If you soak two taels of soybeans in your house, it will be the size of a small soup pot. Instead of pressing out the water by hand little by little, you put a bowl on top of the tofu. That is, in half an hour, it is almost made into tofu. Wang Xiaohua said very simply, but Zhang Cuilian felt that this last step was much more difficult than any part.

"Sister, I heard that some machines are semi-automatic, and some machines are fully automatic. I wondered if this tofu couldn't be all machine-dependent. I'll buy a semi-automatic one to dry first, and a semi-automatic machine can produce 500 catties of tofu a day. "This output is as high as a week's amount for my family, and I usually have to be tired to make 100 catties of tofu a day.

"How many soybeans do you get from a pound of tofu?" Zhang Cuilian roughly calculated her income, and this day was really a lot.

"One pound of soybeans can produce almost four pounds of tofu, and now the key is that we can't sell five hundred pounds of tofu." She knows how many sales in the whole Yangzhuang a day.

Tofu is not sold by the pound, it is sold by the block. Her tofu is made in small pieces, each of which is the size of a rice bowl. Three pieces of tofu for one dollar, generally two dollars of tofu can fry a large plate of spicy tofu.

"My tofu can be sold for two yuan a pound, and our family usually just soaks fifteen catties of soybeans. It's good that the whole Yangzhuang can sell sixty catties a day, and sometimes it can't be sold out in the morning, so it will be sold in the afternoon. And there are a large number of people who don't need money to buy, they all exchange soybeans. One pound of soybeans for one pound of tofu. "Even if the sales volume is eighty yuan a day, the income of this year is really good after removing the cost. No wonder everyone says that the Wang family is rich, and it is indeed not bad in Yangzhuang.

Wang Xiaohua can now support the entire tofu mill alone, and the few acres of land at home rely on Wang Wu and his family to take care of. The family's expenses are food and clothing, and they usually subsidize the eldest daughter, and their lives are quite nourishing.

No wonder Wang's fifth daughter-in-law, who is Wang Xiaohua's mother, is not happy to expand the tofu workshop. Once they lose money, their family is laborious and wasted money.

But if the sales go up, their family's life will be the most prosperous in the whole Zhuangzi.

Zhang Cuilian was a little excited when she heard this, but if you think about it, it is true that this sales volume will not go up, and everything is in vain. This machine really made 500 catties of tofu, so it will rot at home.

Even if all of them were sold to restaurants in the city, there is still a problem. There is no transportation to the city, and no one in the Wang family can drive.

Tractors, will it work?

Don't even think about it, it's not feasible. The tractor pulled the tofu, and before it reached the city, it all crumbled.

The car can be ready-made, and the goods of your own family can be lent to their families. At present, the cost of gasoline is two yuan and sixty-one liters, and it costs more than 20 yuan a day to come and go.

According to Wang Xiaohua's words, a machine produces 500 catties of tofu a day. Then making water tofu, tofu skin, and dried tofu can also come out of this. For example, 300 catties of water tofu, 150 catties of tofu skin, and 50 catties of dried tofu.

Zhang Cuilian suggested that Wang Xiaohua take her tofu to a few restaurants to give it a try. There are also some retail places, but you have to get up very early in the morning to make deliveries, which is really hard.

Wang Xiaohua said with a wry smile: "I still swear in front of my parents. But I'm still beating the drum in my heart, I'm afraid that it won't sell well. ”

"No matter how bad it is, it's better than now, your sister hasn't been discouraged when she pulls two children alone." Wang Xiaohua nodded: "Yes, my sister also hopes that the tofu factory can pull the two children together."

Wang Dahua seemed to regard this incident as a lifesaver for the turning point of her fate, and urged her sister to look at the equipment every day. On the other hand, Gu Zhicheng also sent the loan to the Wang family, with a total of 20,000 yuan, and the loan time was three years.

earned 20,000 yuan in three years, and during this period, he had to not delay the old snacks for a family. Wang Xiaohua's psychological pressure was extremely high, and she lost weight before she went to see the equipment.

Zhang Cuilian encouraged Wang Xiaohua: "You don't have to make 500 catties, let's make 200 catties first." Sixty catties were sold to the village, and they were sent to various small shops cheaper than they did not go through the streets. ”

On the day when the Wang sisters bought equipment, Wang's mother was restless at home and pulled Zhang Cuilian to wait in the small courtyard of the Song family. While waiting anxiously on tiptoe, he watched Song Ma make mattresses for the couple on the kang.

Yangzhuang's habit, the mother-in-law makes the mattress and the mother's family makes the quilt. Wang Ma couldn't help but nag while waiting: "I don't know when I will be able to earn this money!" I don't know if I can make 500 catties this day, that's seventeen plates. Oh my God, how can this be sold! ”

At this time, Mother Song put away the needle, bit her ear at Zhang Cuilian and said, "She's just worrying, don't pay attention to her." When Xiaohua was making tofu, she also came to my family and muttered for several days. Mother Song sipped the thread with her mouth, and then said: "Xiaohua's father can make three catties of tofu with one pound of soybeans, and when Xiaohua arrives, she can make three catties and six taels with one pound of soybeans." The taste is not bad at all as her father's cooking, and no one can eat anything. This girl is stronger than her father, don't look at her soft and weak, soft-spoken, she has to be strong in her bones. ”

Song Lei's mother said with a smile: "You see I'm not worried at all, the little flower that little money is left there will be paid back sooner or later." Otherwise, she can't get over it in her heart, and if you don't believe it, she will definitely be able to sell tofu on this day. Otherwise, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door, and our family is also this virtue. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Ma took a sip and said with a smile: "You old goods, you know a lot." But you don't have to pay it back! ”

Song Lei's mother chuckled and said indifferently: "Then don't give it to me when you make money." If I marry Hua'er back, let her open a tofu factory for me. Would you like to do so? ”