It is said that the brine points to the tofu, and one thing drops one thing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Huairen felt that he was a time-traveling person, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

But every time I see He Zhiyun, I feel empty-hearted, in my previous life, I was a master who couldn't walk when I saw a beautiful woman, and even the little sister who bought vegetables at the vegetable stall had to be teased, not to mention that the girl's version of Sister Zhiling was her own wife who had not passed the door.

It's just that the face still needs some, and people have only lived in it for a few days, so it's not good to ask people to hurry through the door with a shy face, and it seems that they are in a hurry, even if it is actually so.

There are more people who can make tofu, and there is no high technical content, but it is rare to make it so finely like Yang Huairen.

In fact, it is not so difficult to make tofu tender and fragrant, it depends on whether you have that heart, even if there are no convenient food additives in the future.

He Zhiyun watched Yang Huairen use the precious silk cloth to guide several servants to filter soy milk, and felt that he was not only a loser, but also nitpicky, no matter how careful you are, isn't it still a piece of tofu when you make something?

I don't know how many times I tried the water temperature before soaking the beans, so that the little maids ran around over and over again, and the beans were grinded more carefully, and the family was willing to grind the beans after peeling them.

Boiling soy milk urged the bellows over and over again, Xiaohua stirred soybean milk for him, his arms were sore, and he didn't let him stop, and the sweaty new clothes of the two were soaked. But he stood aside and sprinkled the raw bean flour into the soy milk little by little, you bastard!

When ordering the brine, his posture was light and chic, and when the white bean curd bloomed in the cauldron, He Zhiyun felt that the surname Yang was not completely wasted, at least such a delicate and white bean curd, she had never eaten it before.

Yang Huairen brought out a few bowls of bean curd for everyone to taste. The first bowl was brought to He Zhiyun in front of him, and then he instructed the maids to send it to the old lady, Li's mother and Lian'er's father.

Scoop a spoonful of fresh bean curd with a small spoon and blow it on the cherry mouth before putting it in your mouth. He Zhiyun found that this bean curd was so smooth and tender that his tongue couldn't control it from sliding in his mouth, without any untimely bitterness or sourness, it was all the fresh fragrance of soybeans.

This craft, there will be no second one in the whole world. He Zhiyun thought so, and found that the bad guy was drooling when he looked at him again.

This man must be a dog!

He Zhiyun's cheeks were hot, and she went back to the courtyard with her bowl, she didn't know why that person was so annoying, her eyes were always lustful when she looked at her, and she could see people's hearts fluttering.

The rest of the work can be done by the slaves and maids, Yang Huairen taught his apprentice Yang Lotte the method of braised tofu leaves and braised eggs, and decided to be lazy and take a bath.

Yang Lotian is actually very smart, but the chef didn't teach him well before. In addition, he is diligent and studious, and his ramen skills have basically looked like Yang in less than a month, whether it is the old bone broth or the boiling of new broth every day, Yang Huairen is very satisfied.

It is not difficult to boil and preserve the braised soup, and on the basis of the beef soup he has boiled, Yang Huairen believes that he can finish it well.

The old lady tasted the fresh bean curd made by her son, and always felt that her son's craftsmanship should be left to the descendants of the Yang family, and it was okay to teach an apprentice, how could such a delicious thing be made in the front yard in broad daylight, and the people also looked at it, how could it be good if it was passed outside?

So he pulled the maids and servants to lecture, in short, a set of big truths, summed up that whoever dares to betray the family and pass on the craft of making tofu, catch it and knock it off.

The family-loving education was carried out well, and the maids and servants almost knelt down and said something about the oath of five thunders in the sky, and the old lady was counted as a stop.

After the murder was over, the old lady said that she would pay the monthly money a few days in advance, and said that it was hot in Fuli, so that everyone could relieve the heat after boiling mung bean soup. Hit a rod to give a date, a good means, ginger is still old and spicy.

The slaves and maids began to cry bitterly and say something like the head of the house is a benefactor, not to meet the young master, I don't know where to be sold by people to suffer, how can I have a good life now that I eat and sleep every day.

That's not bad, the cheap maids bought by others can live like theirs, and this is the only one in the whole city of Tokyo.

People's ideas are also simple, fate to practice people's lives when it is the most unlikely, who gives a full meal, is not a life-saving benefactor, they don't know the word loyalty, and they don't necessarily understand, but even if people in this era are humble, they also know the name of ingratitude, even if they die, they can't carry it on their backs.

Just like a brine and tofu, there is always something called principle or bottom line in people's hearts, always controlling themselves, and not letting themselves lose the last bit of nature in the face of certain temptations.

Life in the Song Dynasty was difficult for Yang Huairen, because it didn't matter if you were a poor ghost or a rich family now, or even the nobles in the palace.

Taking a bath is a very enjoyable thing, but there is no soap or shower gel, what is used to clean the body is a black and oily thing, and it is estimated that the post-80s and post-90s have not used this thing, and the cleaning effect is not bad, but the smell is relatively unpleasant.

In his previous cognition, ancient women were more traditional and conservative, but now that he is taking a bath, there are always two girls, Chun'er and Dong'er, standing behind him and refusing to leave, saying that they are serving the young master to bathe.

Yang Huairen rushed a few times, and the old lady didn't forget it before she came to the house, but now that the old lady is here, the etiquette at home is also exquisite, if you drive these two girls out, you will have to cry at the door again.

But the two twelve or thirteen-year-old yellow-haired girls guarded, and they couldn't take a bath, even if they were ordered to turn their heads and face the wall to think about life.

No matter how difficult it is to take a bath, it can be washed, but going to the toilet is another problem.

Our ancestors invented paper in the Eastern Han Dynasty, why are they now hundreds of years later, there is still a row of bamboo pieces cut into sharp ends in the latrine, which is called toilet chips.

It is said that only the official household wiped the buttocks with silk in the whole Song Dynasty, and the hand-picked paper that the dignitaries could use was good. But after Yang Huairen saw this hand of paper, the chrysanthemum was tight, and the grass edges were all on the paper, and I didn't know how painful it would be when I used it.

White and soft paper is used for writing, painting, and writing, and it is expensive, and whoever wants to use such precious paper to dry wipe your buttocks, the literati will think that you are insulting, and the people will say that you are a loser.

But Yang Huairen can't manage so much, the former landlord in the study left a shelf of books, and when he was bored at night, he opened it and read it, there was no punctuation, he couldn't read a word, and he didn't understand what knowledge could be learned by reading this kind of book.

The books that I can't understand are a pile of waste paper, but Yang Huairen wants to give full play to the use value of these waste papers, so he picks up a copy and stuffs it behind his waist and uses it wherever he goes.

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