After inserting the bar, the grinding disc is finally able to move.

The soaked beans are poured through the square hole in the upper plate, and the white soybean milk is milled into a trough around the lower plate, and finally flows through the drainage slot into the large vat below.

This short and fat barrel with thick walls can be heated directly in a cauldron or on a fire, not afraid of fire, it is the most suitable cooking tool for making tofu given by the system, and Bu Yu shamelessly asked for two such buckets.

Su Yourong's eyes widened and he watched without blinking as the snow-white and thick soybean milk flowed into the vat.

This is a scene that she can hardly see in her family conditions, and it feels very novel and comfortable.

A large disc that swallowed slowly, and everyone revolved around it, Su Yourong still remembered that when she was younger, she wished that all the activities of her family were only a little larger, but when she was older, she completely left this unrealistic idea behind.

"So, I'm going to make a fire, we just need to cook it and it will turn into tofu, right?"

Lin Chou said while checking the soy milk,

"I still have to order the brine."

The ancient stone mill filters out the okara by hand, so the soymilk seems to have an indescribable warmth and quiet taste when it is heated later.

Su Yourong threw bean stalks into the stove one by one,

"Master, will the soy milk taste better in this way?"

Lin Chou thought about it,

"No, it's going to be more expensive."

"Master, your jokes are so old..."

Huang Dashan coughed outside the kitchen, while calling,

"Hey, hey, hey, if anyone really wants to try Shanye brand slate bean dregs fried meat, let me tell you, the thief pulls is delicious, you know!"

Su Yourong shrunk his neck, and Lin Chou said helplessly,

"Let's go, let's take a look, anyway, I'm going to cook for a while, let me tell you, these middle-aged and elderly people are actually psychologically fragile, let's treat him like this, maybe he will secretly hide in the car and cry for a night at night."

"Oh~" Su Yourong pouted, "I know, I'll pretend to be delicious later." ”

"Awesome!"

Huang Dashan, who was very immorally guarding the stone mill, raised a pile of charcoal under the large pool of horseshoe crabs, and a large thin piece of shale rested on it, and a few pieces of fat pig fat were sizzling on the shale.

The fat quickly turned into oil residue, and the hot oil was automatically and evenly coated on the shale surface under the action of fire.

"Zila~"

A mixture of bean dregs, diced meat, shallots, chili, garlic, and ginger was spread on the shale, and the mountain master held a small shale as a shovel, stir-frying.

The mountain lord exclaimed excitedly,

"Haha, it's not fragrant, you smell the forest, the taste is good, isn't it?"

There are many specialty dishes in Huangdashan, such as roasted wild mice, roasted boar, roasted rabbit, roasted fox, roasted venison, roasted rock sheep...

Uh, okay, in addition to barbecue, even frying meat can be regarded as a breakthrough innovation of Shanye.

The mountain master is obviously in high spirits today, and he said while stirring,

"Okara this thing, I used to like it, just use a little salt and green onion to fry it tastes very good, when I was a child, there was a river in the alley where I lived, well, it was the river that pushed the mill, I always got a stone slab by the river, fried wild duck eggs and wild onions, fried small fish, fried mandarin ducks and mice, etc., everything is very compatible with bean dregs, if there is a piece of black mountain wild boar meat, it will be amazing, it is simply supreme delicious know no, the fatter the better!"

Lin Chou casually folded two branches as chopsticks, and fried the bean dregs on the slate and sent them to his mouth.

"Roar, hot, but it's really fragrant, well, the green peppers here must taste better if they are replaced with dried red peppers."

The mountain master pinched two wild duck eggs that he didn't know from which nest, and knocked on the stone slab to fry the bean dregs into egg cakes.

"I used to like this stuff too, but the more I ate it, the more fishy it became, and the sea duck eggs on the east side of the gate were the most fragrant, which were light yellow and red."

Boss Lin smiled and gave a fried egg cake clip to Su Yourong,

"Come, also try the craftsmanship of the mountain master."

The bean dregs and diced meat have been fried to a dry and fragrant aroma, and after being fried into a cake with wild duck eggs, they are crispy and spicy in the mouth.

Belch...

In fact, that's the end of it, and the cooking skills of the mountain master are still not scored.

Although the fishy smell of wild duck eggs and the smell of beans that have been fried and consumed are not unpleasant, they are basically not a taste that normal people will love.

However, it's better than letting the mountain master fry small trash fish with bean dregs, that must be more fishy...

Su Yourong still sold face to Lin Chou, at least he didn't directly say how cruel Huang Dashan's craftsmanship was.

"Ah, I need to go get some brine, Wu Ke? What about Wu Ke? I remember that the young man hasn't eaten yet, so I'll call him over and try it together~"

The soy milk ordered with brine quickly solidifies at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a white and delicate tender bean curd, and then it is pressed tofu.

These tender bean curds are packed in molds and pressed with weights on top to turn them into tender or old tofu depending on the weight.

According to Lin Chou's personal preference, the stinky tofu he likes is the one that is a little more tender, it can be fried crispy and crispy on the outside, but it is still tender and juicy on the inside, well, it is best to be the trembling kind.

Every few minutes, Shan Ye rubbed his hands and asked if the tofu had been formed, whether it could be cut into pieces and soaked in the marinade that he couldn't wait to turn into stinky tofu.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll cut this~"

Huang Dashan even kept humming a song when he was cutting tofu, and he couldn't imagine why he could even feel pleasure when cutting tofu now...

"Eh, Linzi, why are you taking my cut tofu?"

Lin Chou said with a smile,

"How many plates of tofu have been made, and you can finish all of them into stinky tofu?"

"Uh... Well, what's that, what did you sprinkle on it..."

Lin Chou carefully sprinkled a fine purple-red powder on the tofu,

"The fungus is mainly made of corn whiskers, which can make tofu grow red mycelium, and as for this, it is white."

The mountain master is enlightened,

"Oh, edamame tofu, I've eaten it a few times, and I've heard that it doesn't ferment very well, and it's easy to spoil if there are too many miscellaneous bacteria."

"You've eaten a lot of heavy stuff."

"Don't look at what your mountain master is~" Huang Dashan squeezed his eyes, and his expression instantly became extremely obscene, "Your mountain master and I have eaten dozens of dozen more tofu than you have ever seen, how about it, how about letting the benevolent mountain grandfather teach you some advanced experience, the kind that is good for the little virgin thief~"

Lin Chou: "??? ”

So we're really talking about the same topic?!

"Come on, come on, now is not the time to be shy, it's still very honest to say that you don't want to be physical, look at it, your forehead is sweating, you are excited, tsk~"

"Get out!"