Reborn Big Brother: Farming Daily Life

Chapter 13 Boiled Tofu with Oily Cabbage

While Shen Qingning was apologetic in her heart, a skin of soybean milk condensed on the surface of the pot.

She took out the tools she had prepared in advance and picked them out, cooling them on the bamboo poles.

The fire in the stove is very low, so that the soy milk can keep the temperature without boiling, so that the bean curd skin can be condensed all the time.

When more than ten pieces of bean curd sticks were hung up, Shen Qingxiu came back after washing her clothes.

"Qingning, what are you doing?"

Shen Qingning was taken aback by her eldest sister, "Shh, don't shout, I'm making yuba."

"What yuba, don't mess around, it's so tiring for mother to make some tofu."

Shen Qingning came out of the kitchen, "Oh, I can't tell for a while, but you will know when the time comes."

She cooled the bamboo poles to Jiang's house, "Grandma, I dried some things outside your house, I'll come and collect them later."

Jiang Shi in the room was doing needlework, and agreed without raising his head, "Got it."

At this time, Qingxiu had already turned off the fire in the stove, and turned her head to stare at her, "Tell me, what is that?"

"It's a long story. Once I met an old man at the entrance of the village and asked me who sold tofu in the village. I took him to my uncle's house. Halfway he said this. Yuba is a food in his hometown. Yuba is made from the skin of soybean milk, and it tastes very good, so I wanted to try it.”

This was the most straightforward statement Shen Qingning came up with, anyway, she believed the old man, Qingxiu had no other choice even if she didn't believe it.

When Li knew about it, she didn't say anything about her, "When I was young at home, I also liked to tinker with food, but I can't spoil things, even if they don't taste good, you have to eat them all."

"Mom, don't worry, if it's not good, I'll eat it all!"

Shen Dahe bought some lard when he got off work today and came back, "Yesterday when you said you wanted to make tofu, you just thought about the tofu made with oily cabbage that your mother made. It's been a long time since I ate it, so I thought so hard!"

Mrs. Li took the lard, "My mother has been away for so many years and I still want her cooking."

"That's because her old man's food is well-known in Dongshui Village."

Shen Qingning has never eaten this dish in his memory, so it doesn't sound like a good thing, does it?
Mrs. Li refined that piece of lard into a large bowl of lard residue and a large jar of lard, which was enough for their family to eat for a long time.

Cut the tofu into pieces, lightly fry it with oil, cut the cabbage a few times and throw it in, then add a large spoonful of oil residue, add some water to cover it, and then boil.

When the lid is lifted again, the aroma of the pot will come out.The soft tofu soaked up the soup, the browned oil residue was delicious and crispy in the mouth, and the ordinary cabbage became more tender.

Shen Dahe picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's delicious. That's the taste!"

Shen Qingning swallowed the food in her mouth, "Father, it's really delicious!"

While feeding Xiao Miaoer, Mrs. Li said, "Your grandma's cooking is famous in ten miles and eight villages."

"Mother's cooking is also delicious, much better than Third Aunt's cooking."

"Before your third uncle got married, your mother always cooked the meals at home, and your grandma also praised your mother for her cooking skills."

Li said with a smile, "When you were a girl at home, your grandmother always said that after a woman gets married, she only needs to do three things well. Take care of the children, clean the house, and cook delicious meals."

The whole family laughed and said that what grandma said made sense.

Shen Qingning was silent. At that time, grandma probably didn't expect her daughter to be a good farmer now, right?

The five children wanted to eat, and Li had to choose to work in the fields like men. The girl who was originally pampered at home now has rough hands and a dark face.

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Soon, Shen Qingning's yuba was ready to eat.

She put those bean curd sticks into the kitchen like a baby, and begged Qingxiu to cook according to her method.

Soak the bean curd sticks in advance until they are soft enough, pick two chili peppers and make a chili fried bean curd stick.

Soak some fungus and mushrooms, add a spoonful of oil residue to make a bean curd pot.

I also pulled a cucumber and made a cold bean curd stick together. There are not many things, the main thing is to try the taste.

Shen Zheng, who ate one of the fried bean curd stick dishes, said that the rice cooked by Shen Qingxiu was the best!

Shen Dahe couldn't stop nodding, "This taste is really good."

Mrs. Li nodded, "Well, it's definitely more delicious to replace the oil residue with meat slices. Qingning, your method is really good, and you can make more of it."

Shen Guan and Qingxiu like cold bean curd sticks, which are spicy and refreshing.

Shen Qingning watched everyone's reactions with satisfaction, this was the effect she wanted.

"Father, how about we sell this?"

"Sell?"

Shen Dahe hesitated, "Can someone buy something that we don't have here?"

"But didn't daddy also say it's delicious? Naturally, someone will buy it if it's delicious."

As expected, Mrs. Li came from a tofu seller, so her question was much more professional, "How much yuba can you produce from a catty of soybeans? If you don't produce much, how much can you sell for a catty? Don't be so busy talking about it that you can't keep your capital." !"

this. . . . . .

She really didn't think about it!

"Hey, of course I need my mother to do this, you'll know if you try it! Hey~"

Shen Guan picked up the sun-dried yuba, "This kind of dried bean curd should be stored for a long time, unlike tofu that will go bad if you can't finish it. Parents can try it. If you can sell it for some money, you can make a living. Maybe It’s no worse than Dad’s work in the county!”

Shen Dahe is now carrying big bags in the county town, it is really hard work, sometimes he has to go to the fields when he comes back early from work, and fell asleep while eating that day, which made the whole family feel uncomfortable.

Shen Qingxiu also agreed, "Qingning can do it, we can help at any time."

Seeing that the whole family didn't seem to object, Shen Qingning immediately stepped up, "Mother, try it, even if it can't be sold, we can keep it for ourselves."

Seeing that Shen Dahe didn't have any objection, Mrs. Li immediately said, "Then try, anyway, I've been pretty busy these two days."

Immediately, Mrs. Li took out the soybeans at home, and the family gathered together to pick soybeans, picked out all the shriveled yellow ones, and finally picked out ten catties of round and plump soybeans.

Shen Zheng, who couldn't read a single word, also read a poem to everyone, Qing Ning taught him these two days when he was raising the child, and the whole family applauded him, making the little guy very proud.

Early the next morning, Shen Dahe went to work, Shen Guan went to school, Shen Qingxiu continued to wash clothes and do housework, Shen Qingning and her mother started grinding beans.

Ten catties of beans were soaked in water overnight and turned into two big barrels, and it took the mother and daughter a whole morning to grind the beans.

In the kitchen, Qingxiu had already boiled water, and the three of them began to work together to filter the pulp and cook the pulp. After the soy milk boiled, the fire could be stopped.

"Now the stove only needs a little bit of low heat to keep the soy milk in the pot from cooling down, so that the bean curd skin can always appear."

Shen Qingning demonstrated once while talking, picking up the bean curd skin and hanging it on the prepared bamboo pole, and kept busy until the afternoon.

Qingxiu lunch is cooked on the stove, and the big stove can't be vacated at all.

(End of this chapter)