Chapter 86: No tofu, only slag
[I'm sorry, I broke my promise yesterday, and I came back too late.] Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI don't get enough sleep these days. Some can't bear it. If you don't go out today, you will make up for it. 】
"Uncle Jiwang, what's going on with this madman Chen?" Zhang Zhaohua looked at the back of the madman Chen who was gradually moving away, and pushed Zhang Jiwang who was sitting on the side with her hand. Zhang Zhaohua is the master today, and he naturally sits on the first seat. Zhang Jiwang is of high seniority, so he naturally sits on the same bench as Zhang Zhaohua.
"Chen's madman. At that time, who dared to call him Chen Crazy. They all call him Chen Xiucai. can be literate and martial, at that time, among young people, Chen Luzi was definitely the best. It's a pity. If it weren't for the informed engagement with someone from the city, where would it have ended up where it is now...... Eh, what am I talking to you about this? Do you think you're an adult when you sit at the head seat?" Zhang Jiwang took a sip of wine and glanced at Zhang Zhaohua with a smile.
"Who is rare!" Zhang Zhaohua said disdainfully, grabbed a chicken leg from the vegetable bowl, and gnawed it down.
Zhang Jiwang chuckled and squirted out the little wine he had just drunk. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and when he sprayed, he deliberately aimed towards the open space, so that the people next to him did not suffer.
Zhang Qigao's family accompanied the wine and looked at Zhang Jiwang in a daze, Zhang Zhaohua glanced at Zhang Jiwang, he estimated that Zhang Jiwang's wild laughter must be no good thing. Eighty percent has something to do with him.
Zhang Jiwang forced a smile, "It's the first time I've seen a sailor sitting on the head seat and eating chicken legs." ”
Everyone laughed heartily.
Zhang Zhaohua rolled her eyes and knew that nothing good was happening. Zhang Zhaohua was too lazy to deal with Zhang Jiwang, a bad old man, but his mouth was very powerful. Bite it off with his teeth one by one, as if he was biting Zhang Jiwang. I saw that Zhang Jiwang's scalp was numb.
"Uncle Jiwang, if you keep laughing at me, don't blame me for letting you ......" Zhang Zhaohua was about to threaten Zhang Jiwang.
Zhang Jiwang knew what Zhang Zhaohua was going to say, so he hurriedly sandwiched another chicken leg and put it in Zhang Zhaohua's bowl, "Zhaohua, you must not be like Grandpa Jiwang." You're an adult. This chicken leg can be regarded as Jiwang's grandfather to make amends for you. ”
Others don't know, Zhang Jiwang he knows, the sailor said that if Hua Ruo said that he would not be able to do carpentry in the future, he would really not be able to match his eyes. This thing is very evil, even if the size is the same, when all the parts are aligned, it just doesn't match life and death. This is the shah. If you make a mistake, it will seriously affect a carpenter's career. Zhang Jiwang was still thinking in his heart that when he was building the bridge today, Zhang Enzhong joked with Zhang Zhaohua indifferently, and was told that by Zhang Zhaohua. In the future, Zhang Enzhong probably won't be able to cry.
Therefore, Zhang Jiwang hurriedly apologized to Zhang Zhaohua and didn't let him say it.
After eating, Chen Meijuan sealed red envelopes for Zhang Zhaohua and Zhang Jiwang respectively. When Zhang Zhaohua received the red envelope, he carefully looked at the difference between the red envelopes of the two people. It's a pity that they are all tightly sealed with red paper. Looks a little thicker on its own.
"Look, why don't I get another one with you?" Zhang Jiwang said with a smile.
"Don't even think about it. Zhang Zhaohua hurriedly stuffed the red envelope into his trouser pocket. Who knows, as soon as he took a step, the red envelope came out of his trouser leg. Only then did I find out that I had stuffed the red envelope into the rotten trouser pocket. Hurriedly picked up the red envelope that fell to the ground again.
Zhang Jiwang smiled, "Oh, it's a pity." If I had reacted a little faster, I would have picked up a big red envelope. ”
Zhang Zhaohua simply pinched the red envelope with her hand, not daring to put it in her trouser pocket.
Zhang Qigao's family is very grateful, although there is no result, but after this ceremony, the whole family seems to be more confident.
Xie Chun'e sandwiched the chicken pieces and put the chicken into the man's bowl, "Get taller, you eat more." ”
"You ignorant mother-in-law, I ate all the good things by myself, what are you eating?" Zhang Qigao was a little unhappy on his face.
Chen Meijuan hurriedly said, "Your daughter-in-law cares about you, why are you not sensible at all? Now the most important thing for the whole family is for you two to have a child as soon as possible." Chun'e, don't just give Gao a person to eat, you have to eat too. During this period, I went to the market several times to buy some meat and come back to improve my life. ”
This night, Zhang Qigao's house was very noisy, and everyone in the village could hear it, and they thought it was a fox.
Before dawn the next day, Zhang Enzhong's family had been busy for most of the day.
Zhang Enzhong's ancestors don't know how many generations they have been beating tofu, how long should the beans be soaked, how long can the beans swell to the best, how much water to add when grinding soy milk, and how thick and thin the grinding is...... These details, they have been accurate to the minute. Therefore, every time they make tofu, the thickness is uniform, and the thickness of each bundle of tofu is not much different.
But this morning, something went wrong. When filtering, Zhang Enzhong found that today's filtration was particularly difficult, and the cloth bag used for filtration seemed to have become a plastic bag, and all the gaps seemed to be completely blocked. No matter how hard Zhang Enzhong tries, the soy milk just can't come out. Bags of hot coarse soy milk rolled around on the shelves, but the thin soy milk just slowly dripped into the barrel like a thread that could break at any moment.
"Lady Pig, have you boiled this soy milk today?" Zhang Enzhong could only attribute the reason to the fact that the soy milk was not fully cooked.
Wang Fang was also surprised by this result, "Why didn't it boil, you didn't see the soy milk boiled a few times." Exactly the same as usual. How can the filter cloth come out?"
It's the same, Zhang Enzhong himself saw it. But since it's the same, usually filtration is like filtering water, and it is filtered out all at once, so why is the filter cloth out today?
Zhang Enzhong forgot that Zhang Zhaohua had spoken during the day. He didn't take Zhang Zhaohua's words seriously at all. Think it's a joke what's the point?
Zhang Enzhong tossed for a long time, and with a lot of effort, he finally filtered out the fine soy milk. Today's tofu residue is almost twice as much as usual.
"If you were like this every day, you would have no underwear to wear. Zhang Enzhong muttered.
Pour the fine soy milk into the pot and cook it again, which is a full third less than usual. Seeing that Zhang Enzhong and his family were distressed. In total, I also saved so much. Today's tofu is all sold, which is enough to protect the capital.
The soy milk boils again, just once. The heat was well controlled, and as soon as the soy milk was opened, Zhang Enzhong lifted the lid of the pot. It didn't come out at all. The mellow smell of soy milk fills the kitchen.
Zhang Enzhong weighed the burned gypsum powder, put it in a bowl, and mixed it with water. Then pour into wooden barrels. Zhang Enzhong and his family had a bucket of boiling soybean milk and rushed it directly into the wooden barrel. In this way, the process of impact just mixes the gypsum water in the barrel evenly. Under the hydration of gypsum, the protein components in the soy milk will be condensed into a gelatinous substance, which is tofu.
Zhang Enzhong used to use a chopstick to measure the quality of tofu, put a chopstick upright on top of the wooden barrel, let the chopsticks fall vertically, the chopsticks are inserted into the tofu, if it can still stand upright, half of it is left outside. Indicates that the quality of the tofu is very good.
However, today's situation is very wrong, the chopsticks fell and sank directly into the soy milk.
Zhang Enzhong was shocked, the tofu was gone! Zhang Enzhong hadn't had such a thing for many years, but he didn't expect to taste this bitterness again today.
"In the future, your tofu will not be out of tofu, only slag!"
Zhang Enzhong's mind suddenly sounded Zhang Zhaohua's somewhat immature children's voice.