This shouldn't be!

From the outside, it looks like what he had eaten a few days ago, but what is the situation now?

Why did Chef Fang's skills decline so much?

"Master, I don't think the taste of the dishes cooked by Chef Fang has changed, could it be that you have eaten too many dishes cooked by Boss Tang recently, and the taste has changed?" Xiaocao's unintentional words made Bai Yi realize something.

He tried a few more dishes.

I found that either the salt taste was too strong, or the soy sauce was not poured enough, in short, I could pick out all kinds of shortcomings.

It's over, who can stand it if he really eats delicacies from the mountains and seas and then lets him eat pickles. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but go a little crazy, and almost hit his head on the table.

Everyone just thought that he couldn't accept the taste of roast chicken, and they didn't think much about it.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Tang Mian personally announced to Boss Hu that he would start the secondary processing of tofu from tomorrow onwards, and that he would teach them to make dried tofu, tofu milk, stinky tofu and fried tofu.

Everyone is a little puzzled, they can now sell a thousand plates of tofu every day, and they can earn about three taels of silver.

If you work hard, you can make 5,000 plates of tofu a day, and sell it to various villages to cover their expenses for a whole day.

It's simply a sure-fire deal, so why do you need to do secondary processing? It's time-consuming and laborious, not to mention unpleasing.

"Brothers, let's not be in a hurry to discuss, let's listen to Boss Tang first."

Tang Mian smiled gratefully at Boss Hu, after all, he was the boss of the cottage, and everyone only listened to him.

"Everyone, I know that the tofu made in the cottage sells very well, but the tofu is not as long as rice noodles, and the demand is not so large, and now the sales are only temporary. After Tang Mian finished speaking, he motioned to Xiaocui to bring the picture she drew yesterday and explain it to everyone in turn.

"This first picture is dried tofu, which can be stored for ten days and half a month after it is done; The tofu on the second picture can be eaten for a whole year after it is ready; Stinky tofu must have been eaten by everyone, we can also go to the county to sell after we are done, increase income, and finally the fried tofu on this picture can be directly added to the soup to cook, the taste is called fragrant, the above secondary processing, can make a piece of tofu from a penny to ten cents or even more, don't you want to let the 'Phoenix Village Tofu' resounding all over the country! ”

It was this last sentence that made all the people in Phoenix Village crazy.

Yes! They can't always guard the one-third of an acre of land in front of them, which will only be complacent.

Boss Hu saw that his brothers were all like chickens, and he seemed to have returned to the time when he first came out to do things a dozen taels ago, and his blood was nowhere to be swayed.

When the crowd dispersed, his face was rarely embarrassed.

Stared at Tang Mian several times and didn't know what to say.

"I said Boss Hu, we're all so familiar! If you have anything, tell me straight! In the end, Tang Mian couldn't hold it back, someone was staring at her, and she couldn't concentrate on writing the formula.

After all, she hadn't made dried tofu or anything like that in a long time.

"Hmm...... This one...... That ......"

He hesitated for a while, and then designed to muster up the courage to ask: "Big sister, you even taught us the unpassed craft of making tofu, and now you teach us what to do with tofu, you, you are not a loss." ”

You must know that you learn to make tofu from a teacher outside, and the master will not teach it for ten years.

Not to mention making dried tofu, tofu and milk.

After a long time, it turned out that Boss Hu was worried about this.

Tang Mian smiled helplessly, explained to him for a long time, and only said that when she was studying, the master confiscated her money, and the rest did not say much.

The reason why she can make tofu is also thanks to the Shen family.

She just married into the Shen family that year, and was discovered by the Shen family the next day that she was not the deity.

The Shen family wanted to drive her away, but they couldn't afford to lose anyone, so they could only recognize her as a daughter-in-law in the end.

It happened that not long after getting married, Shen Guangbo fell ill, and the Shen family couldn't even take out one or two silver to buy medicine.

Inadvertently, she found out that Zhang's mother in the kitchen could make tofu, so she started making tofu to support her family......

Boss Hu fell into deep thought after seeing Tang Mian finish speaking, so as not to let her think too much, he left the house.

Early the next morning.

Tang Mian stood on the high platform and explained the production process of dried tofu to everyone.

She knew that this matter was in a hurry, and planned to demonstrate how to do it first, and then let everyone do it themselves.

"Everyone, the process of making dried tofu is very simple, I have two methods, the first is to slice the tofu and dry it for half a day, and then add the secret marinade for boiling, and after cooking, take it out and dry it directly, and eat it directly after it is done; The second method does not need to be boiled in the marinade, just dry the tofu and fry it in boiling oil......"

For several days, the kitchen was using dried tofu made by Tang Mian to cook vegetables.

Today, Tang Mian saw that there was still so much dried tofu left.

Take some meat, mix in green onions, ginger, garlic foam and cooking wine, throw in the meat and stir-fry, then put in the dried tofu, sprinkle with some shredded chili peppers, and a plate of dried tofu and stir-fried meat will be out of the pot.

"Master, it's time to eat!" Bai Yi was reading a medical book in the house at this moment.

I smell the smell of food, but I can't satisfy my appetite.

Recently, he drank soy milk in the morning, ate bean curd at noon, and ate all kinds of dried tofu and fried tofu in the evening.

But everyone didn't seem to get tired of eating at all, and they pestered Tang Mian to ask her to teach her how to make bean dregs cakes.

Fortunately, his yard was in the corner of the cottage, and no one disturbed him, so he didn't get poisoned by stinky tofu.

Tang Mian was also too tired to do it, and the teaching was much slower than she imagined.

Fortunately, tofu can be produced in batches for anything.

The day after tomorrow, she plans to take someone to sell it, but now there is still a lack of ingredients in the dried tofu.

It doesn't taste perfect.

"Mr. Bai, why are you here?" Xiao Cui's voice interrupted Tang Mian's thoughts, she hurriedly got up and saw that it was Bai Yi, thinking that something had happened to him, and hurriedly invited him into the house to talk in detail.

"Tang Mian! The dried tofu stir-fried pork you made is so delicious! Can you still cook this dish in the afternoon? ”

Yes? It's not about things, it's about making recipes!

What's so difficult about this, anyway, there are so many people in the kitchen to help, she just takes charge of chopping vegetables and she doesn't have to care about anything.

Seeing Tang Mian nodded, Bai Yi looked at her carefully, "Tang Mian, I know you've been very busy lately, but I haven't eaten roast chicken for many days, I saw that the people in the kitchen went down the mountain to buy more than five hundred chickens yesterday, can you make me two, naturally I won't eat for nothing-"

Yes! Chicken! Essence of chicken! How could she have forgotten such an important seasoning?

didn't bother to say anything to Bai Yi, she rushed to the back kitchen without looking back.

I rummaged for a long time and found a lot of dried shiitake mushrooms.

Then he picked up his knife and went to the chicken pen.

When Bai Yi arrived, he saw that she had killed more than 50 chickens in one go.

There was a great sense of satisfaction in my heart.

I really didn't expect Tang Mian to be so righteous and knew that he liked to eat chicken, so he made it for him.

He used to lose his temper with her because of some trivial things, which was really undeserved.

Remembering that she couldn't eat the roast chicken she made for nothing, Bai Yi hurriedly rushed back to his house to continue making rouge.

Thanks to this epidemic, no one came to pick flowers nearby, and the small flowers in the mountains and fields in summer are the most suitable for rouge.

Thinking of the scene of Tang Mian desperately making roast chicken for him in the kitchen, sweating profusely, he couldn't help but speed up the speed of pouring flower petals in his hands.