When the Su family learned that Jun Wuji was running around in the house, not only was they not angry, but they were a little happy.

Jun Wuji is so powerful at such a young age, which shows that her roots are good.

Even if you don't have the talent of a spirit master, you are a good seedling for practicing martial arts, so you don't have to worry about it in the future.

Jun Wuji ran around and sweated profusely.

When she returned to her room, Su Xuan, who heard the news, had already prepared hot water for her to bathe.

Jun Wuji took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and when he went out, breakfast was ready.

She accompanied Su Juan for breakfast, and when she thought of the beans that she had soaked yesterday, she hurriedly went to the kitchen.

In the small kitchen, the soaked beans have been processed by the maids, just waiting for them to sprout.

In addition to these, there was also a vat of soaked soybeans left, which Jun Wuji specially asked them to leave yesterday.

"Are the beans all soaked?" Jun Wuji looked at the swollen soybeans and asked Bi'er, "Where is the stone mill?"

Bi'er nodded: "It's ready, do you want to take a look?"

"Well, I'll take a look first. Jun Wuji looked at the stone mill and nodded with satisfaction.

This stone mill was made according to what she wanted, it should be that Bi'er got the drawings she drew last night, so she sent someone to find a stonemason and beat the stone mill out overnight.

"Alright, put the shelves up, put the stone mill on it, and start grinding the beans. ”

And they did so.

The stone mill is divided into two layers, and the upper layer has a hole carved out, which is used to lay beans.

The lower layer should be made a larger circle and chisel out a groove to catch the overflowing soybean milk and drain it at the same time.

After the cooks set up the shelves and the stone mill, they put the cleaned wooden barrels on the slurry outlet of the stone mill to facilitate the filling of soy milk.

The barrels are covered with a clean muslin cloth and used to filter the okara.

After everything was ready, Jun Wuji instructed the cooks to grind the beans.

Grinding beans is very simple, but it is more troublesome, and after Jun Wuji said how to do it, the cook quickly got started.

The soaked beans were poured into the stone mill mixed with water, and the handle was pushed around a few times with his hand, and after a while, white soybean milk flowed out of the cracks in the stone mill, and everyone was amazed.

They only knew that beans could be boiled and eaten, but they never knew that they could also grind beans into a pulp with a stone mill.

The color of the ground soybean milk is white, exuding the unique smell of beans, and the color is very pleasing.

Gradually, more and more soy milk is filtered through muslin and then put into wooden barrels.

The ground okara is left on the muslin cloth and gradually accumulates more and more.

The cooks took turns to get started, and soon a barrel was filled.

At this time, the soaked soybeans have not yet been grinded.

Jun Wou-Ki smiled, and asked the new clean wooden barrel to continue grinding the beans, and the previous bucket was poured into the cauldron and began to cook.

Raw soy milk has a fishy smell, and you know that you can't eat it when you smell it.

But when the soy milk boils, the fishy smell gradually dissipates and becomes the fragrance of beans.

Jun Wuji tasted the boiled soy milk first, and thought it tasted good, just add a little honey, and it was fragrant and sweet.

Su Juan also tasted it, and she also liked it, and specially asked Zhu Er to pack it up and send it to Li Rumeng.

Jun Wuji didn't stop him, his crooked eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

That's where it goes.

Seeing that the heat was almost off, she added the prepared salt brine to it.

Su Juan was shocked when she saw this, and was worried that Jun Wuji would spoil things, but who knew that it didn't take long for the soy milk in the pot to gradually condense and turn into white and tender tofu brains.