Although Song Fubao inherited the strong man in the family, the family always subconsciously regarded her as a cutie who needed to be protected, and always couldn't remember that her strength was actually very big, a kitchen knife, pediatrics.

Song Fubao was also happy to enjoy the feeling of being pampered by his family, and immediately obediently retreated behind Grandma Song, "Grandma, just cut it into squares the size of your palm!" ”

As she spoke, she gestured with her hand a few times, and Grandma Song understood in seconds, and immediately brandished the kitchen knife to the tofu block.

The delicate and soft touch shocked her, and she cut it in three or two clicks, and then broke a piece of raw and tasted it, "This is tofu, it's not as delicious as bean curd, but it's also quite delicious, better than taro and soybeans!" ”

"Grandma, I want to try it too!"

"Mother, give me a taste, what does it taste like tofu, mother!"

"Wife, hurry up, bring me a small piece too!"

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The family was so curious that they reached out to ask for it, and Grandma Song felt distressed while everyone broke a piece the size of a thumb, and the white and tender tofu contrasted sharply with their dark and rough palms.

Everyone can't wait to feed it into their mouths and praise it.

Song Fubao took the kitchen knife, took a large bowl and filled two bowls, and then put it on the cutting board.

"Grandma, grandpa, dad, mother, cousins, this tofu is still raw, although it can be eaten, but it is not very delicious, it needs to be cooked, let me make a tofu feast for dinner today, you can help me get some shallots!"

"Okay, listen to you, we won't either, you will do this meal today, you do it well, we will do it later!" Grandma Song made a decision, and the others immediately went out to do their own work.

Brother Lobby also sat in front of the stove and took the initiative to light the fire.

"Great, my sister is going to cook again, it must be even better!"

"Ahhh

"A bunch of wild monkeys, come back quickly, let me tell you, if anyone tells me about making tofu at home, I will pick their skin, and if they ask what they are doing today, they will say that they are washing furniture at home, do you know?"

"Got it, got it, we're not stupid!"

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Song Fubao listened, and began to arrange a tofu banquet with peace of mind, there was a shortage of oil at home, so if it needed too much oil, it couldn't be made, and there was no seasoning, and it couldn't be done if it was too complicated, so he brainstormed and filtered it in his mind and came up with a few dishes.

Shallot mixed with tofu, wild vegetable tofu soup, fried tofu to make home-style tofu, this only needs to be smeared with a layer of lard at the bottom of the pot, no oil is required, and there was a small strip of lean pork left yesterday, just enough to make a minced meat tofu.

There are also ingredients for eggs and tofu, but eggs are too expensive, Song Fubao had to give up, so he ordered these three dishes, plus steamed some taro, and the staple food last night was almost the same.

Song Fubao brushed and dried according to the cooking skills he learned in New Oriental, his movements were sharp, smooth, and fast, but in just a few minutes, the aroma of food came out of the stove house.

But the tofu tastes light and the impact is not strong, so the smell is not very amazing, but everyone is still looking forward to it, and after a quarter of an hour, the four tofu dishes are ready.

A few cousins couldn't wait to bring it to the table, the cousin aunt came over to pick up the taro from the pot, and the others took chopsticks and cleaned up the table, which was in order.

In just three minutes, the whole family was neatly on the table.

"Let's try it!" Song Fubao said a word, everyone couldn't wait to do it, Grandpa Song took the lead in sandwiching home-cooked tofu, which was slightly crispy after being fried, and the inside was so tender.

The crispy skin is mixed with the juice of the seasoning, which is particularly delicious.

Grandma Song first scooped half a bowl of wild vegetable and tofu soup with a spoon, and when she took a bite, it was fresh and refreshing, the tofu was tender and smooth, and it was very delicious.

Then there is the minced meat and tofu that my aunt tasted......

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The family kept eating, everyone felt that they couldn't eat enough, and Li Xiuzhi, the mother of Fubao, hurriedly filled Song Fubao's bowl and rushed to eat it herself.

"It's so delicious, I can eat tofu for a month!"

"Grandma, we have been eating tofu, three catties of tofu can make two meals, but it only cost one pound of beans, which is much more cost-effective than us eating beans directly, and it is more delicious!"

"That's it, if I can eat tofu every day, I can go to the fields to do more work at night!"

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Everyone actively proposed, but Father Song smiled, "I know how to eat, wouldn't it be better for us to take it out and sell it for money, our family is too poor, or the money is real, there is a blessing treasure, how much tofu you want to make in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, that's right, the eldest brother is right, but can we also join in this business, we will help sell it without silver taels!" Song Laoer, that is, Song Fubao's cousin, asked weakly.

Boss Song just wanted to agree, but suddenly remembered that this was his own Fubao's tofu, so he looked back at her again, so everyone looked at Song Fubao.

"Okay, of course, we're a family, but apart from us, we won't spread it anymore, everyone must keep it secret!" Song Fubao nodded happily, although the family of the uncle and aunt went out separately, they have been helping their family everywhere.