"Then I'll eat it myself!"

"Hmm......"

Du Guerlain took out another cake from it and ate it happily. The eldest brother flickered over, but the father and the second brother were busy there, and the cake still had to be delivered.

Inside the hospital.

"This kid is not even called a ......" Hu Hongmei looked at Du Jiaolan's back and said, then turned to Lin Shuqing and said, "Auntie will bring you a bucket of water to flush the stone mill, do you want a dustpan?" Auntie find one for you! ”

"No need for auntie, let's grind some soy milk and bring a bucket. But I want to ask you for something next, lend us the pot for use, we can't cook it without a pot at home. Lin Shuqing said with a smile.

What is soy milk Hu Hongmei sounded fresh, in short, it was a pulp made from beans, and it was the first time she had heard of this practice.

After all, it is all food, and it can be eaten when it is ground into a pulp, and she is not worried that Lin Shuqing will waste it, so she turned around and brought a bucket of water from the house to help her rinse the stone mill.

"Can you push the stone mill? Do you want your aunt to push it for you? Hu Hongmei said with concern after everything was done.

"There aren't many beans, we can push it!" She soaked a few handfuls of beans, but she didn't have much effort.

Hu Hongmei looked at it for a while, and saw that the sisters could really push, so she didn't force it anymore: "I'll go to the house and get up the food and clean up the pot for you!" ”

Lin Shuqing mixed some soaked beans with some water and grinded them, and the sticky paste from the grinding filled most of the bucket, and after she scraped the remaining bean dregs from the stone grinding sound into the bucket, she carried this thing to the kitchen.

Hu Hongmei had already cleaned up the kitchen and was ready to help Lin Shuqing cook.

She thought that Lin Shuqing was going to cook some grain to eat, but the actions behind her became more and more incomprehensible, and the beans ground into a paste were not as delicious as those boiled one by one.

But seeing that Lin Shuqing had a successful look, she didn't speak.

After the soybean milk in the pot boiled, she saw Lin Shuqing take out the linen cloth again and filter the bean juice.

This linen cloth is new, and it is difficult for the Zhuang family to make new clothes all year round, and the boy wears the elder brother's, and the old man wears the son's old clothes, which has been passed down from generation to generation. A good dress can be worn for several years, sewn and mended, and can be worn to the family and the child grows up.

She frowned slightly, but finally didn't speak.

Lin Shuqing continued to stir the filtered juice, and also filled a bowl for her sister to feed Lin Zhisheng.

The light yellow and rich soybean juice does look a little like milk.

Hu Hongmei's brows stretched a little, it turned out that she was cooking some bean juice for the children at home to drink as milk. The youngest son of the Lin family is indeed a pitiful, and he died after a few mouthfuls of his mother's kiss, thanks to Lin Shuqing's sister, who took care of him so much.

Which family puts so much effort into cooking and eating for children?

But this bean juice is not too much boiled, and it will be bad if it is left for a long time. Hu Hongmei was worrying about it, when she saw Lin Shuqing pouring something into the pot, which looked like white water, but it didn't look like water.

At this time, Lin Shuqing spoke: "Auntie, this is salt brine, take some water and mix it in, and order tofu!" ”

Salt brine is the salt they use to eat on weekdays. Hu Hongmei said directly: "What is tofu?" ”

"It's made of beans, it's very smooth and tender, and it's delicious to eat when you fry it, and add a few pieces to it when you cook the fish soup. This tofu can also be made into dried tofu, fermented bean curd, stinky tofu, fried tofu fruit......" Lin Shuqing said about the practice of various types of tofu.

The children next to him were only saliva, Song was a woman, although she was a little greedy, but she had never heard of it more, and she was in the curiosity stage.

These are probably all taught by Wu Wan'er to a few children, but Wu Wan'er didn't see her make tofu when she was there before.

Hu Hongmei didn't think about it, just watched Lin Shuqing keep stirring the bean juice in the pot.

After a while, a lot of flocculent objects formed on it, and as the brine in the bowl continued to be poured in, more and more, but it became the appearance of a white jade block.

Seeing that the bean curd was in line, Lin Shuqing hurriedly scooped a bowl and served it to Hu Hongmei next to her.

"Auntie, this is bean curd, press it to become tofu, you taste it first!" Lin Shuqing handed over the bowl.

Hu Hongmei was not polite, she looked at Lin Shuqing's beans and made them. This bean can make these things, but it's also fresh. I just tasted a few bites directly, and the taste of this entrance made her a little surprised.

It's like the egg custard at home, and it even tastes better. Hu Hongmei didn't know what it was, but she felt that it was not much worse than eating meat.

Lin Shuqing scooped another bowl and let a few children share it, children, you look at me and I look at you, but they were divided in order from childhood to adulthood. The smallest first and, let Lin Shuqing taste it first.

"Auntie, do you have a plank? It's about the size of this bucket, and this tofu needs to be pressed to make ......."

"Yes, I'll bring it to you!" Hu Hongmei put down the bowl and went to find the plank.

When Lin Shuqing scooped all the bean curd into the sackcloth, closed the mouth and turned around, he covered it with wooden planks and stones.

Relaxed his shoulders for a moment and said: "The beans should be soaked overnight in advance, and this good bean juice is bean curd, which must be pressed and squeezed out of the water to become tofu." ”

When Lin Shuqing said this, she kept moving in the direction of Hu Hongmei. No matter how dull Hu Hongmei was, she knew that Lin Shuqing told her about this method of making tofu.

This made her happy and surprised.

"Girl, this recipe for making tofu can be heirlooms! Why are you so arrogant? Don't say that to outsiders, you know? Auntie should not have heard it, and she will not rob you of this party. Hu Hongmei immediately responded, treating Lin Shuqing as a daughter.

Lin Shuqing smiled and comforted: "Auntie, this recipe is not worth much, my mother said that where this official lives, many people are selling tofu." ”

In her original world, the legend of tofu was unintentionally practiced by Liu An, the king of Huainan, during his alchemy.

I don't know if there is anything in this world, anyway, at least there is no one in this county, so I can only find these excuses.

"You have helped us so much, there is nothing to repay you, you can use this recipe as you like, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me."

"I came today with selfish intentions. I thought that the vegetables in the field were killed by hail, and I guess the people in the county were not bad. I don't have any food to eat, I take tofu to sell, and I can exchange it for some silver from time to time? You see, there are only so many people in my family, they are all children, and making tofu is a hard job. ”

"I want the two to make tofu in partnership, how about we split the money we earn?"

Lin Shuqing's words fell down, and Hu Hongmei felt that she couldn't figure it out again. She got a recipe for nothing, and she could sell it for money, and the money she earned would be divided equally. How can there be such a business?

Even if Hu Hongmei doesn't know a single big character, she feels that Lin Shuqing has lost a lot of money in this transaction.

"Shu Qing girl, my aunt knows that you are doing this for the good of your aunt, but this account is not counted like this, take your prescription and work for you for nothing, how can you take your money!"

Lin Shuqing listened, and her heart was moved. But a method of making tofu, something that future generations can no longer understand, is far less than Aunt Hu's kindness to take care of her.