After talking about things on both sides, it was almost eleven o'clock, and lunch was about to be prepared.

"Old man, go buy a few pieces of tofu and come back, and eat tofu at noon."

"Okay."

"Mother, there are a lot of big potatoes at home, let's get another big potato ball soup, okay?"

"Okay, okay, you get it yourself." After speaking, Zou Mu went to make a fire to steam the steamed rice in the morning.

Now there are only two left, Zou Wenfang and Chen Shilian.

Seeing that Chen Shilian didn't tease, Zou Wenfang was really going to die, and he said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, I will taste your father-in-law's craftsmanship later, and I will satisfy you, hehehe." ”

Chen Shilian originally saw that there were only two people, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and she wanted to follow Zou Mu to the kitchen, but she felt that she was so much older than him that she couldn't weaken her momentum, so she stood and didn't leave. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't change his mouth, although the two had already had a marriage contract, but she still felt very embarrassed to call it out directly. In order to hide her shyness, Chen Shilian directly pulled his ears, "Hmph, stinky boy, if it doesn't taste good later, I won't clean you up." ”

Zou Wenfang saw that Chen Shilian had acquiesced to the relationship between the two, and the ear that had just been pulled now forgot the pain, "Okay, good, if it's not delicious, I'll let you dispose of it, and eat all the undelicious ones." ”

"Whatever you want, I'm going to help my aunt. You hurry up, too. Chen Shilian trotted directly into the kitchen.

Zou Wenfang, which is rare in the kitchen, appeared today. Mother Zou knew that this kid liked to eat big potato balls the most. Every time he did this, he would run to the kitchen. He can grind the potato pulp, but as for cooking, forget it.

For lunch, we will have to make Sibao's home-cooked Yangtofu, and of course, Zou Wenfang's favorite big potato ball soup.

Because of Chen Shilian's existence, the family has been like a holiday these days. Zou's mother also thought of a way to make food for Chen Shilian, and the old man Zou also hurriedly went out to buy tofu from the tofu seller in the village.

Zou Wenfang can be regarded as stained with Chen Shilian's light, so he can eat so well in the past few days, and today he can still eat the big potato balls he has liked to eat since he was a child.

Sibaoyang tofu is said to be a home-cooked dish, but in fact, in many homes of people who are not wealthy, they can only eat it during the festival.

In Sibao, Zou Liang's family is a relatively wealthy family. Although he is old now, he still has his share in the Yang family's escort team.

Zou Wenfang has three uncles and two aunts, and Zou's mother is the eldest daughter in the family, named Yang Xuehui. My grandmother died in childbirth when she gave birth to her aunt, and my grandfather Yang Weiyi is still alive and is 80 years old. After Zou Liangshi married Yang Meihui, Yang Weiyi gradually cultivated Zou Liangshi. Several of Zou Wenfang's uncles were all cultivated by Zou Liangshi, and the youngest uncle and aunt were raised by Yang Xuehui.

Later, Yang Weiyi was old, and Zou Liangshi took his place to lead the escort team.

Now that Zou Liangshi is also old, the Yang family's escort team has also been managed by the most talented and intelligent uncle in martial arts.

Zou Liangshi also does not worry about food and clothing, and lives a good and wandering life in the peach orchard.

The taste and texture of the tofu made by the Sibao people at home are also very different from the tofu in other places, and they are very particular.

Use local soybeans to grind into syrup, and when boiling soymilk water, the amount of edible alkali added must be moderate.

After the boiled soy milk water is cooled, there is tofu brain, the color of tofu brain is relatively clean, light soybean yellow, it tastes tender, it is really melt-in-your-mouth, very delicious.

After that, with a clean cloth and a wooden mold in the shape of a tic-tac-toe, spread out the cloth in the "mouth" of the mold, scoop the boiled and cooled tofu brain into the "mouth", and cover the cloth.

Wait for most of the water to be filtered out, and then slowly add weight to the tofu cubes to reveal more water. This plus weight is also very particular, heavy to eat old, light, may be too tender.

Tofu is not a very white color, it is white tofu with a hint of soy yellow. If it is very white, then this tofu must have added too much edible alkali.

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Zou Wenfang, the old lady and Chen Shilian scraped the skin of the big potato, and the old man Zou also took back a few pieces of white tender tofu.

Zou Mu used a knife to divide a few pieces of tofu into smaller rectangular shapes, and chopped the chopped green onion and fresh meat. This meat should be the kind that is thin and fat, and it will be smooth to eat. If the pure lean meat is chopped into a filling, whether it is a dumpling filling or a flat food filling, it will affect the taste and eat astringent. Squeeze a hole with your finger on the tofu side and fill it with the filling.

Here, Chen Shilian followed Zou's mother to learn to make tofu, while Zou Wenfang was grinding big potato pulp.

Large potatoes are much like snow potatoes, except that they are much larger and have a smoother outer skin on the surface, which is easy to handle. There are purple flesh and white flesh, and there is mucus after scraping off the skin, which is very smooth. But if you want to talk about deliciousness, of course, it's snow potatoes. Things that are generally more time-consuming and cumbersome to deal with are better and have a higher value.

Zou Wenfang held the planer that was originally used to cut radish strips in his left hand, and a large potato in his right hand, grinding on it. Large potato crumbs and a lot of large potato pulp were ground out of the small holes of the planer, and all of them were left in the large porcelain basin that was low. After all, it was eaten once in a long time, and this time Zou Wenfang made it himself, of course he wanted to eat enough, so he grinded a little more.

The tofu over there has been cooked, and the next step is to put it in the pot.

Zou Liangshi sat in front of the stove and stirred up the burning firewood inside, leaving only a pile of flint and no open flames. To make tofu, you need a low fire, and it is even better to heat it with this pile of flint.

King Zou scooped the water in the big iron pot clean, and the pot quickly dried under the heat of a large amount of flint, and poured in a few spoons of lard, and the lard was quickly heated, and there was a crackling sound, and the lard was shoveled evenly in the pot, and the area was larger. The tofu cubes are ready to be cooked.

Zou Mu put the pieces of Yang's tofu with the filling side up, put it into the pot, first fry the bottom side, and shape the whole tofu first, so that it will not be so easy to fall apart when eating. After that, cover the pot and simmer. Keep the heat low in the stove, otherwise it will easily get pasted. This is a very long process, and Zou Mu has to open the lid of the pot from time to time to take a look.

When the bottom side is a little yellow, it is almost cooked, Zou Mu took a spatula and turned the tofu cubes, and the other noodles were also stained with oil.

After about half an hour, the tofu finally came out of the pot, and then a large plate of potato chips was stir-fried. Finally, there is the big potato ball soup.

The water in the pot is boiling, and Zou Wenfang still knows a little bit about the work of squeezing the balls, and I saw that the balls he squeezed were big and small, jumping around in the pot.

"Go away, go away, what kind of balls are you squeezing, it's ugly to death," Chen Shilian couldn't stand it anymore, so it was better to come by herself. The girl's craftsmanship is good, one by one the big potato balls are squeezed directly into the pot, and when they encounter boiling water, they are all one by one, and they will not stick together.

Zou's mother also praised her daughter-in-law's good craftsmanship.

Zou Wenfang and Yourong stood aside with a smile.

After cooking, sprinkle the chopped green onions, and the last large potato ball soup is also out of the pot.

As soon as the meal began, Zou Wenfang vigorously asked Chen Shilian to eat the meatballs first, "Taste it, try it, the meatballs I made must be very delicious." After saying that, he directly scooped several into the bowl for her.

Chen Shilian also thought: Hmph, shameless, obviously I squeezed it, or I cooked it, and I put the seasoning. Now it's yours to do, huh.

But she still tasted one, well, don't say it, the things this stinky boy likes to eat are really delicious. She didn't dare to praise him too much, "Well, it's not bad." ”

"yes, yes, I'll just say it's delicious." Zou Wenfang saw that his daughter-in-law praised it for being delicious after eating it, and he was also very happy, and ate it one by one.

Zou's mother's physique is not very good, she can't eat too much of this, the big potato is cold, it is not good for her health, and she will cramp if she eats too much.

"Auntie, this steamed rice is so fragrant, it has the fragrance of bamboo."

Mother Zou saw that she liked to eat her steamed rice, and she was also happy, "Well, then you eat more, come on, try Yang tofu." ”

"Well, it's delicious, aunt's craftsmanship is really good, aunt, you can eat more." As he spoke, he sandwiched a piece of Yangyan tofu for Zou Mu.

At this time, Old Man Zou was a little jealous, "Ahem." ”

Mother Zou also gave him a roll of his eyes, and even this was jealous.

Chen Shilian also understood in seconds, and gave him a piece of tofu, "Uncle, you can also eat more." ”

"Hmm" Old man Zou's serious face immediately blossomed, and he ate it with relish, took a bite of tofu, and took a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, which was very fragrant.

Zou Wenfang also did the same, "Ahem." ”

It was Chen Shilian's eyes that replied to him, "Clip it yourself." ”

The old man on the other side also glared at him.

Zou Wenfang had no choice but to change the topic: "Mother, eat these at noon, what is delicious to eat at night?" Shall we fry something and eat it? ”

"Just your gluttony," Zou's mother was also happy, this son, fifteen years old, is still the same as a child. But looking at his short stature and childish face, isn't he just a child?

Chen Shilian was also happy, "You are really a child, you will eat this for a while, and you will eat that for a while." ”

"Wronged, daughter-in-law, I just saw that my mother wanted to cook you more delicious food, so I just paid attention." Zou Wenfang also gave out this little face for the sake of deliciousness.

Old man Zou was also amused by this kid, "Okay, okay, tomorrow in the polder, you take Shilian out to visit the market, there are things that can be sold in the market, you can buy what you like to eat." In the afternoon, you will take Shilian to the village first, how can Shilian go out after being here for so long. ”

Zou Wenfang's eyes lit up, he was going to Wei tomorrow, and naturally the old man would give him money, and he would buy whatever he wanted when the time came. But he didn't dare to be too happy, so he said lightly: "Okay, let's go to Wei tomorrow." ”

Chen Shilian didn't know what going to Wei was, and when she heard it, she felt that it should mean to catch the market, and she didn't object, "Okay." ”