Song Tongban heard this as soon as he came in, and he had to admire Song Fubaolai, "Good Fubao, uncle will obey you if no one is convinced, and uncle can also help you taste it!" ”

If it happens, can I be considered involved?

It's something to be proud of, even if it doesn't work, this Fu Bao is the treasure in the palm of the family, please her, it's right, not to mention that he still wants the tofu production method.

Every time the family makes tofu, they take him away, like a thief, it seems that they need to put a little more effort.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Song Fubao replied politely, and then put down the bowl again, solemnly.

"Actually, grandma, I think the tofu has already sold the formula, although our family can still sell it, but it is only enough to live, Grandma and Aunt Cousin do it just right, Grandma, you are still young, if you figure it out, you will be responsible for Grandma in the future, and the money earned will go to Grandma and Grandpa, so that no matter when, you can eat meat every day!"

The old man has no silver around him, no use value, many times he is disgusted by cats and dogs, as two old people who have hurt her for so long, her idea is true.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and then their faces changed, especially Grandma Song and Grandpa Song's expressions were moved, and the tears were about to fall.

After a long pause, Grandma Song slapped the table loudly, "Fu Bao really deserves to be Grandma's lucky star, you just think about it, tell Grandma what you need, Grandma will buy it for you, buy it no matter how expensive it is!" ”

"Grandpa will help you do the work, do any work!"

Boss Song, Li Xiuzhi, Yang Liuhua and his wife all lowered their heads in shame, they didn't know what to say, as daughters-in-law, they couldn't even compare their minds to a child!

The most depressed is Song Tongban, he has waited for so long, and the tofu recipe has been sold!!

It seems that the only way out for him now is to follow Song Fubao, this kid is filial piety, and he will definitely have this treatment in the future.

"Thank you, Grandma!" Song Fubao smiled slightly, finally took a few bites of rice, put down the bowl and went out.

Before she crossed over, she was a native of Shudi, and she grew up in the countryside when she was a child, and there is a characteristic of the countryside, that is, every household will make pickles, pickled cabbage or other food, and she will never buy it if she can make it herself.

So when I was a child, the mash at home, moldy tofu, stinky tofu, konjac...... I have seen the big ones since I was a child, and while watching, the adults in the family will also say how to do it, and if I listen to it a lot and see more, I will be exposed to it.

Later, when I went to the biology department in college, I understood the principles better.

It's just that if the tutors knew that she was a biology student and finally applied what she had learned to do this, she would not beat her, as long as she did what she liked, it would be a success.

Song Fubao was particularly relieved and began to recall the practice of moldy tofu.

This is a typical product that uses microorganisms, various enzymes produced by molds on tofu, especially proteases, to deemulsify tofu and let it ferment to produce a variety of acids, alcohols, lipids and other substances.

It has become moldy tofu, also known as tofu milk.

The moldy tofu produced in this way has a very high use value, high nutritional content, contains a variety of amino acids, minerals and B vitamins required by the human body, has a high nutritional value, and has the functions of appetizing, removing fire and seasoning.

She is also an avid fan herself.

Thinking of this, Song Fubao's mouth began to secrete saliva, greedy.

"Fubao Fubao, do you want to start doing it now, do you need the help of the third brother?"

"Fourth brother can too!"

"And I'm good, grandma let the three of us come over and obey my sister's command!"

The three brothers of the Song family were like living treasures, and they came over with a jump, and Song Fubao smiled.

"Okay, then the third brother, you take two catties of tofu to the village chief to borrow three catties of wheat stalks he left, I can use it, the fourth brother and the fifth brother, you two look for grandma to get some silver and go to the town wine shop to buy two catties of the strongest wine back, it must be the strongest but the cheapest ha, okay, I will do the rest myself, let's go!"

The three elder brothers did not doubt him, and they all turned their heads to do what they were arranged.

Song Fubao went to the firewood room to rummage for something that could replace the cardboard box, and after looking for a long time, there was no suitable one, but the dilapidated steamer at home was not bad.

After picking up a little, Grandpa Song helped wash before going to the ground, and waiting for the steamer to drain the time, she cut the drained old tofu into 2-3 cm square pieces and put it away.

As soon as he finished it, the third cousin Song Youyin came back with a bundle of dry wheat stalks, so much that he blocked his face, "My sister is here, where to put it!" ”

Song Fubao hurriedly took a large basin and let Song Youyin put it in, and then began to pour water into it, clean it and dry it, this toss is a matter of an hour.

When ready, Song Fubao cut the wheat stalks neatly with a knife, then spread them in the steamer, and then placed the small tofu blocks in turn, because of the support of the wheat stalks, the tofu spacing between the two layers of steamers is very short, which is very in line with the needs.

After placing the lid and closing the lid, Song Fubao carried it to the hut behind the kitchen, where the moldy tofu needs to develop at a temperature below ten degrees.