"Zhuyu tofu? Are you talking about the new one in the restaurant today? The visitors asked. The taste of the tofu is indeed beautiful, but the color is even more amazing. ”

"Warm, moist, soft and smooth." One of the women in the guest concluded. "Maybe it's comparable to the heavenly jade dew elixir."

"You can like it so much, and the little girl is also very happy. But you know what? The new tofu is produced because of this charcoal. Lin Qingqing said.

"Could this charcoal also be used to make food? Miss Lin, what is going on? ”

"Stop, I just said too much, I don't count. Just listen to it, and don't spread the word when you go back. Lin Qingqing said with a smile.

All the visitors could hear what Lin Qingqing meant, and just smiled.

……

After sending off this group of visitors, Lin Qingqing's work as a tour guide can take a break. She lifted the veil from her face and returned to her plain appearance.

The pearl jade tofu that Lin Qingqing talked about just now is indeed a new type of tofu recently invented by Lin Qingqing. In fact, it is not difficult to make it, but the new charcoal is placed in the tofu, which absorbs the impurities and makes the tofu white and smooth.

Charcoal can be used for cooking, which everyone knows, but there are not many people who can use it in this way. Lin Qingqing has developed many new dishes based on the characteristics of charcoal.

Recently, Lin Qingqing's business focus should be charcoal.

The one on the east side of the village has changed from one charcoal stove to three, and every day, a lot of wood is brought here, and then it becomes black charcoal, which is then bought by the foot merchant and sent to the mountain village in the distance.

Although the charcoal making in Jiangle Village is in full swing, the mountains and forests of Jiangle Village have not been destroyed. Under Hua Ming's leadership, the trees in the mountain forests were planned once, and only some forests were cut down while maintaining the density of trees.

It's not the spring season yet, and when it comes to the spring season, Lin Qingqing still wants to lead the villagers to plant some trees.

But at least for now, the deep forests in the mountains have provided a steady stream of timber to Jiangle Village, creating a well-developed charcoal industry in Jiangle Village.

And these routes, which were made up of foot merchants with charcoal in their bags, slowly became known as the Black Path. In fact, the name Guan does not allude to anything, nor does it have any philosophy such as attitude towards life. Its name is simply the reason why the charcoal that leaked from the crooked sacks of the merchants stained the roads black.

And the money obtained from the charcoal trade, Lin Qingqing also slowly distributed it to the villagers involved in the logging.

It is precisely because of this charcoal industry that the villagers of Jiangle Village can remain active in the cold climate.

"Sister Lin, Tian Lu came to you and said that the dried tofu was made." Xiao Ling didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and said to Lin Qingqing.

The sudden good news made Lin Qingqing stunned for a while, and then laughed happily.

"It's good to catch up, it's good to catch up." Lin Qingqing said with a smile.

"Sister Lin, what is that dried bean curd?" Xiao Ling raised his head and asked her.

"It's better to understand than to see it with your own eyes. Let's go and have a look. Lin Qingqing said, and then took Xiao Ling and walked towards the tofu factory on the mountainside.

As soon as he arrived at the tofu shop, Lin Qingqing could see that the heat was constantly escaping from the crack in the door that he had forgotten to close, and intermittently, he could hear the sound of the people inside cheering.

"Miss Lin, you're finally here, come and see!" A middle-aged man, who was somewhat older, said.

Lin Qingqing remembers this, he can be regarded as a veteran employee of the tofu factory, from Lin Qingqing's operation of tofu for domestic demand to the later opening, he has made a lot of contributions.

From the beginning to the present, he has always been the most outstanding employee in the tofu workshop, and Lin Qingqing also respectfully called him Master Chai. This time he finally conquered the new soy products, and he must have been very happy.

"Master Chai, has the dried tofu been successfully made?" Lin Qingqing asked him.

"It worked, it finally worked. After so many days of exploration, I finally found the right proportion and heat. Master Chai said happily.

"Quick, let me see first. Let's see if it can be used as the latest product of Tofu Fang, this is a major event related to the life and death of Jiangle Village. Lin Qingqing explained.

Soon, with the support of the employees, Lin Qingqing came to the cauldron where the dried tofu was boiled.

Xiao Ling also followed the crowd in, ignoring the fact that her pink little face was steamed red by the heat in the shop.

"Sister Lin, is this the dried tofu you said? Looking at ......" Xiao Ling hesitated, not knowing what kind of wording to use.

"It doesn't look like something to eat, does it?" Lin Qingqing asked.

"Leave this alone, cut through it first." Lin Qingqing said to the employee next to him.

Soon, the employees cut open the piece of dried tofu that had been half-soaked in brine, revealing its yellow inside.

"The color is good, but the color inside is a little old." Lin Qingqing analyzed. "Regardless of the color, cut it and let everyone taste it."

Hearing Lin Qingqing's order, the employees were a little excited, they had persisted for so long, and finally came to the last step.

"Sister Lin, isn't this thing like wood? Is it okay to eat? Xiao Ling asked her.

Being asked by Xiao Ling, Lin Qingqing was also a little stunned. In the past, she didn't confuse wood with dried tofu, but after Xiao Ling's prompting, it did look more and more like it.

Soon, the employees cut the whole bean curd into small portions, served them in a bowl with hot soup, and distributed them to everyone present.

Everyone tried.

Lin Qingqing also tried a piece, and then said: "Salty, fragrant and refreshing, hard and tough, it is indeed the taste that dried tofu should have." ”

"Oh!" Hearing her words, everyone present cheered, including Xiao Ling, who raised his hands but no one saw them.

In particular, Master Chai was even more excited, and said with tears in the corners of his eyes: "I didn't expect that I have been running a tofu shop for many years, and today I can actually learn such a ......."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that all the workers were looking at him in amazement.

"Master Chai, it's not good to steal a teacher, right?" Lin Qingqing said with a black line on his face.

However, afterwards, Lin Qingqing did not go to talk to Master Chai. At the beginning, Lin Qingqing was indeed ready to hide the tofu making technique as a secret, so when hiring these workers, he also used people from nearby villages.

As they said beforehand, you can't steal the master or pass on the craftsmanship. But now it seems that many of them may have made up lies and mixed in. Fortunately, the current Lin Qingqing does not pay so much attention to keeping secrets.

These fresh employees are the precious wealth of this tofu workshop, and Lin Qingqing does not want to hold them accountable for this trivial matter.