Xie Qingtang nodded a little panickedly like a voyeur thief who had been caught, and then hurriedly scooped up a spoonful of bitter oak and poured it into the mouth of the stone mill.

"If you don't concentrate, you must not be able to grind this bitter tree today, and you don't want to eat bitter oak tofu tomorrow morning." Gu Xiujin said lightly to Xie Qingtang.

Xie Qingtang immediately came back to his senses, snorted arrogantly, did not speak, and the two of them continued to cooperate, as the saying goes, men and women are not tired of working together, and the two of them will grind all the bitter trees in a short time.

Looking at those white juices, Xie Qingtang's eyes were filled with joy, and he said to Zhao Xianglan next to him: "Aunt Lan, what will you do in the future?" ”

"After that, it's precipitation, and after a night of precipitation, the water seeping out of it is poured out, and then the liquid is boiled into a thick juice, and after it cools, it will become bitter tofu." Zhao Xianglan smiled and patiently explained to Xie Qingtang.

Then Zhao Xianglan turned her head again and said to Gu Xiujin, who was putting down her sleeves: "Mr. Gu has worked hard for you, you can come to Cunshantang tomorrow morning to eat bitter tofu." ”

"It's just a little bit, I don't know if it's enough for the people in the Cunshan Hall to eat." Xie Qingtang muttered.

As if he hadn't heard her muttering, Gu Xiujin nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt Lan, I will definitely come tomorrow morning as promised." ”

Tomorrow morning, there will be another person who grabs food with him, Xie Qingtang thought in his heart, his grandfather pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen, and saw that the bitter oak had been grinded, so he said with a smile: "It's not early, since the bitter oak has been grinded, let's go and rest." ”

"Grandpa, why haven't you rested so late, I'll send you back quickly." Xie Qingtang saw that it was almost 12 o'clock now, but Grandpa Xie hadn't rested yet, so he hurriedly wanted to push his wheelchair and take him back to the room.

Grandpa Xie hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "My body is not delicate to that point, just let Xiaolan push me into the room in a while, Tangtang, you go and send Xiujin." ”

"Oh, okay." Xie Qingtang pursed her lips and said, in fact, the reason why she wanted to push Grandpa Xie into the room just now was to avoid sending Gu Xiujin off.

But Jiang is still old and spicy, how could Grandpa Xie not see his granddaughter's thoughts, so he directly blocked Xie Qingtang's road, and then Zhao Xianglan pushed Grandpa Xie back to the room.

"Let's go, Mr. Gu." Xie Qingtang reluctantly sent Gu Xiujin to the door of Cunshan Hall.

Some conscientious reporters actually stayed there day and night, and as soon as the two of them appeared, they noticed the clicking sound of the camera, which made Xie Qingtang really speechless, and said to Gu Xiujin with glaring eyes: "I feel that I have lost a bit of a reason to be your shield." ”

"Compensate me and give it to you slowly later." Gu Xiujin said with a light smile, and then turned his head directly, and the smile on his face instantly converged, as if the smile just now was an illusion.

Xie Qingtang frowned and looked at his distant back, and muttered: "What's going on, why do I feel that Gu Xiujin has been laughing more and more recently, is it my delusion?" I don't want to, it doesn't matter to me if he laughs or not, but he looks so good when he laughs, oops, what the hell am I thinking? ”

Unconsciously, her thinking was a little crooked, and she couldn't help but add a few dizziness to the root of her ears, and then closed the door of Cunshan Hall and went to rest.

Early the next morning, Gu Xiujin came as promised, even earlier than Zhou Jinfan, the person who was about to open the door, and came directly to the backyard.

At this moment, the backyard was already in full swing, Zhao Xianglan poured all the bitter oak juice that had been immersed last night into the cauldron, and then slowly boiled for a while, the juice turned purple and black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became viscous.

"Aunt Lan, isn't this the legendary dark cuisine, I don't look like I'm making tofu, it's like boiling poison." Zhou Jinfan looked at the purple-black juice in the pot, and couldn't help but shiver.

Xie Qingtang immediately slapped him on the back of the head, and said in an illiterate tone: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, this is very delicious after being made into bitter tofu." ”

"But I've never eaten any bitter tofu." Zhou Jinfan touched his head, muttered and then went out.

Xie Qingtang glanced at Gu Xiujin who was sitting in the backyard in the kitchen, and muttered: "Let him come, he's really welcome, eat and drink and see a doctor, no, I have to raise his medical expenses a little." ”

"Little Miss, what are you muttering, the bitter oak has been boiled and can be poured into the mold." Zhao Xianglan said with a smile, Xie Qingtang immediately came back to his senses, and then the two of them poured the bitter juice boiled in the pot into the mold.

Then the mold was directly placed in the yard, and a large bluestone was pressed on it, which can accelerate the outflow of water and let the bitter oak juice quickly set.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Grandpa Xie's eyes were full of memories, and finally the bitter tofu was ready, Xie Qingtang took the bowl early, put some sugar in it and waited beside it.

As soon as the mold was opened, the purple-black bitter tofu inside was exposed, and even the purple was almost gone, turning into a black color, and Zhou Jinfan didn't dare to eat it at all.

"What a coward, I can't eat you." Xie Qingtang laughed and mocked him, turned his head to look at Gu Xiujin, and found that the man did not have the slightest expression of fear when he looked at the black bitter tofu, and even stood there looking at it with great interest.

After that, Zhao Xianglan served a bowl to everyone, and as soon as some warm bitter tofu was in her mouth, the taste of memories came to her heart, Xie Qingtang took a few bites hard, and the circles under her eyes were a little red, and the sour taste was unbearable.

Sensing that there were tears swirling in his eyes, and when he was about to flow down, Xie Qingtang immediately lowered his head to prevent everyone from seeing his expression, and then silently ate the bitter tofu in the bowl quickly.

Then he pretended that nothing had happened, handed his bowl to Zhao Xianglan, and said with a smile: "Aunt Lan is delicious, I want to eat another bowl." ”

"Although Miss Xiao is delicious, she can't eat too much, and I made a little other steamed dishes this morning." Although Zhao Xianglan said this in her mouth, her hand was very doting and gave Xie Qingtang another bowl.