Chapter 67: Small, I still know you when you get smaller
Loach drill tofu is a famous dish, and Song Shushu is also blind.
The loaches under cold water in the pot, the loaches that have been raised in clear water for a day and a night, their stomachs are transparent, and they are still running around.
This thing has so much vitality that it can starve for ten days and half a month, and the rest of its head is still vigorous.
While the water in the pot is still cold, put the loaches in the pot first, and wait for the water temperature to rise slightly, and then put large pieces of tofu into the pot.
When the last few pieces of tofu are drilled into a thousand holes, when they are full of loaches, then boil water over high heat, add condiments, cut them into pieces, and the loaches and tofu are perfectly blended together.
Brother Feng kept leaning on the kitchen door and watching, and when Song Shushu came out of the pot to pour the soup, he couldn't help but say: "Just scalded all the live loaches to death?"
Song Shushu, who was about to make another pot of spicy tofu, suddenly looked at the pot of loaches and tofu next to him, especially the small loaches drilled into the tofu, and felt that Brother Feng was so reasonable.
Hu Li keenly noticed that Song Shushu's face had changed, her little face collapsed first, and she scooped the water in her hand to the stove hard, and said with a gloomy little face, her nose was not a nose, and her face was not a face: "Do you like to eat or not, don't eat and fuck off, when we kill chickens and eat meat, we are even more cruel!"
Brother Feng said that he was cruel, but when he ate it, he ate more than anyone else, and he ate almost half of a dish of loach and tofu.
Song Shushu also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally, this joyful atmosphere returned.
The tofu made by Aunt Xiong is not only tender enough, but also tough enough, and the tofu that has been stewed for so long is still a piece, even if it is fried tofu, it is not broken, and there is even a feeling of Q bomb.
Song Shushu seems to have discovered another industry in Ganxi Village, if you open a tofu factory and make a little more tofu every day, you don't have to go too far, just in the town, you can make a name for yourself in two or three days, and you can recover the cost in three or five days, and then you can start making money.
However, looking at Aunt Xiong's appearance, it is estimated that she can't be happy, and Song Shushu didn't dare to mention it.
Before leaving, Lao Hou excitedly patted Song Shushu's shoulder, patted his chest and promised to make a few more big barrels of winemaking tomorrow, and to make the fruit wine industry in Ganxi Village bigger and stronger.
Hearing that Song Shushu wanted to build a simple single bed again, without the help of others, Wu Tiangui directly broke the ban, and directly used his demonic power, and under three or two strokes, a single bed that was no more than two feet high, with a full falcon structure, and full of simple art, was formed.
Boss Hu Li was unhappy, his face was black all the time, glaring at Wu Tiangui angrily, and he dared to ruin his own good deeds.
"I said that you are not allowed to use demon power, you are not allowed to use demon power, you look at you, you don't take it seriously, you count, how many times have you used it in the past few days?
Wu Tiangui paused his crutches and said slowly: "Don't you have any points in your heart?"
"No, I didn't count!" shouted Huley, jumping to her feet.
Wu Tiangui said lightly: "I'm happy, I've lived for a long time, the demon yuan is thick enough, I can afford to waste it, three or five years less is not appropriate for me!"
Hu Li suddenly couldn't jump her feet, and compared with Lao Wang, isn't that who can drink arsenic with the birthday star.
Hu Li chased out of the door and shouted at Wu Tiangui's back: "You have abused your demonic power yourself, don't blame us for using it!"
"Use it if you like it, when the time comes, the longevity will be exhausted, don't look for me to cry!" Wu Tiangui said impatiently, and then on crutches, he disappeared from the shadow when he floated a little, and he was still using demonic power.
The single bed made by Wu Tiangui is definitely a single bed in the real sense, spread a mattress, lie up, just enough for one person, even if it is hugged together, it can't make up for a second person.
This time I was finally able to sleep well, but the more I slept, the more tired I became, and in the end, it was as if a big stone had been pressed on my chest, and I couldn't breathe.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that my chest was not only pressed, but also hot.
Song Shushu was startled, sat up with a flutter, and the thing lying on his chest also jumped to the ground with a whizz, kicking his chest painfully.
It turned out to be a big cat weighing more than ten pounds, with a light yellow body, fat and round, with its front paws on the edge of the bed, opening its mouth and sticking out its tongue, and stretching a long lazy waist.
Song Shushu's face suddenly became ugly, and he slammed the edge of the bed, picked up the broom handle next to him and hit it.
"Don't think that if you look small in your original form, I won't recognize you!"
Song Shushu never expected that Hu Xiaolin, a shameless person, looked like he didn't get close to me on the surface, but secretly, he secretly got into the bed.
The big cat whined, raised its paws and slapped it, Song Shushu waved the broom handle, dancing vigorously, but the other party was extremely flexible, not only flashed the broom handle, but even grabbed Song Shushu's trouser legs out of two.
Song Shushu became popular when he boarded, threw the broom handle, stretched out his hand and picked up the jade turtle bone, and the big cat shouted angrily: "Tiger Master, quickly show up, otherwise, I'm welcome!"
At this time, Hu Li was also awakened, lying on the edge of the bed with her head exposed, and said with a strange expression: "Little Song Village Chief, where are you Gaha?"
Song Shushu shouted angrily: "What do you look like a tiger, become like this and drill my bed!"
"Ah, it's the mountain civet here, its name is Xiao Huang, it is a frequent visitor to the village, it often enters the village to catch rats, and the relationship with the tiger master is good, it is estimated that it looks alike!"
Song Shushu's face was even more ugly, and he dared to love himself early in the morning and had a fight with a mountain beaver, but Lao Tzu was the person who let go of the cultivator head-on.
"What is it doing in my bed!" Song Shushu said angrily as he looked at the big wild cat grinning at him.
"It likes you!"
Hu Li said with a playful smile, lifted the quilt out of a small hole, and beckoned to the pale yellow mountain beaver.
The mountain fox hissed at Song Shushu again, and then jumped vertically, slipped a little, and got into Hu Li's quilt.
Hu Li hugged the big cat and giggled.
Song Shushu wanted to speak and stopped, this is not a domestic cat, but a mountain civet, a wild cat that eats rats and catches birds, I'm afraid there will be bacteria on my body, so I just go into the quilt and bury it!
Just think about it again, the other party is a monster with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, are you still afraid that this is unhygienic!
Look at the mountain fox again, with a round cat head, his chin resting on Hu Libaisheng's arm, purring and purring, looking cute, Song Shushu regretted it a little, such a cute guy, he also wanted to hug.