My village can't be like this

Chapter 321 Pushing the tofu to slaughter the sheep
Although the core was filtered out later and a lot of space was freed up, not much was left after adding the rock sugar.

If water was added, the space in the tank for fermentation would become smaller, so Zhang An did not add space spring water.

But it doesn't matter. These bayberries and cherries all grow and bear fruit in space.

The water contained in the fruit is naturally provided by space spring water, so it doesn't matter whether it is added or not.

After stirring the broken pomace up and down in the two jars again, Zhang An sealed the jar mouths with the prepared plugs.

It is necessary to ensure that there is no air leakage in the tank so that it can be fully fermented.

After finishing all this, Zhang An felt that it was not enough, so he picked some more peaches and kiwis and brewed a vat.

All that's left is to let them ferment on their own. Zhang An only needs to stir them frequently and deflate them.

If the normal brewing method is used, after the fermentation is completed, the pomace is filtered out, and it is considered the finished fruit wine.

Leave this fruit wine for two days, filter it several times and then drink it.

But according to the method on the recipe, after brewing the wine, there are still several important steps that are indispensable.

But when the time comes, all Zhang An has to do is follow the instructions above. He will be familiar with it in one moment, and familiar with it in the other. If he does it a few times, he will become proficient.

The whole fruit wine brewing time is about thirty to forty days.

But Zhang An does it all in the space, and the brewing can be completed in two or three days.

It will definitely be brewed before the New Year, and it will definitely be served in time for the New Year’s dinner.

After the wine was brewed, Zhang An was free to deal with the mangosteen dug today.

I dug two big holes and planted the two bundles of mangosteen with roots.

As Zhang An poured space spring water on the roots, the leaves of the originally dwarf Mangosteen bamboo began to stretch out.

Then some bamboo shoots sprouted from the soil at the roots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Watching the young Luohan bamboo shoots grow up slowly, the outer bamboo shoot leaves fall off piece by piece, and gradually grow into young bamboos.

Suddenly, Zhang An's head moved.

In this space, he can control everything.

So when the bamboo grows, can he control it?

Let the bamboos, which are still growing, be shaped according to his ideas.

As soon as the idea arose, Zhang An put it into practice.

He selected a young bamboo and thought about making it look like a mountain breeze.

Sure enough, he thought together, and the young bamboo grew wider on both sides according to his thoughts, and then grew many aerial roots.

The entire bamboo body began to curve and grow following Zhang An's thoughts.

When it finally reaches a height of about three feet, you can see the shape of a large flat head held up by some mountain winds.

Zhang An was very satisfied with it, and then started to get another one.

I plan to give one to my second grandfather and fourth grandfather each later.

Because the two of them don't smoke cigarettes, they only smoke welding smoke grown by themselves, so they probably like these two mangosteens very much.

After being carved into a cigarette rod, it is a treasure that no old man who smokes welding smoke can refuse.

When Zhang An came out of the space, Su Ying was following Wang Fang in the big circle to feed the animals.

Su Ying was very curious about the two wild goats during the day, and now she was playing with them at the gate of the pen with corn kernels.

When these stray-footed sheep are docile, they make the same bleating sound as ordinary sheep.

But when provoked, it will turn into an angry roar, which is quite scary to hear in the mountains.

Well, just now, while Su Ying was feeding them corn kernels, she kept teasing them.

The look of wanting to give but not wanting to give, eh, just playing, and successfully irritated these two legged sheep.

But because they were locked up in a pen, and Xiaohu and the others were watching eagerly, they did not dare to move.

So the two big angry guys had no choice but to roar in the circle and swish the sheep's heads so hard that their beards stood up.

"I said, why are you teasing them? The roar of this thing is too scary."

Zhang An was a little helpless. His wife was good at everything, but sometimes she was too playful.

"I think it's fun when they shake their beards. And for the first time, I know that sheep don't just bleat."

When these two sheep roared, Su Ying seemed to have discovered a new world.

"This is one of their abilities. Sometimes when they encounter an enemy, they roar to scare them away."

After all, they are herbivores. How could they have lived in the mountains for so long without some skills.

However, their ability is fake and can only serve to scare people.

People who usually go into the mountains will be frightened when they hear this sound.

But it is completely useless when encountering large animals such as wolves, leopards, and tigers.

"Okay, okay, stop teasing them. They will be stabbed tomorrow, so let them spend the last night in peace."

"They're quite funny. There's no shortage of meat at home anyway, so why don't we just keep them."

"Are you sure you want to keep them? This meat is delicious. It's not as tangy as ordinary mutton. It tastes great when stewed, stir-fried or roasted."

Zhang An seduced Su Ying step by step. If he really restrained himself, then he wouldn't kill her and spared their lives.

The mutton of gaitou sheep is very tender and delicious, with no odor, and it tastes very good.

I believe that many people who don’t like the smell of mutton will definitely like this kind of mutton.

"Think about it, put it into mutton skewers, brush it with oil, add cumin and chili pepper, and it will be very fragrant and delicious after grilling."

Seeing that his wife was slightly moved, Zhang An continued to speak.

"Okay, okay, besides, my mouth is watering, but when are we going to have barbecue again? It's been a long time since I've eaten."

In the end, Su Ying still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. It seemed that the lives of these two lame sheep were not guaranteed.

"Let's wait until the New Year is over. We have to choose a sunny day. Then we can make some beef and mutton skewers and grill them together."

After being infected by Zhang An, Su Ying also became a snack food, nodding her head.

"Well, there is also grilled fish. Your grilled fish is the most delicious."

Su Ying has not forgotten Zhang An's grilled fish. When she and Zhang An met once, they also formed an indissoluble bond over grilled fish.

Early the next morning, Zhang An's house was already busy.

Today is the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will begin the day after tomorrow.

The beans I soaked a few days ago will be drained out and used to make tofu for the Chinese New Year.

In fact, Zhang An's family had already introduced tofu once last time, but it was all used to smoke pig blood tofu. This time, it was reserved for eating.

If you want to grind tofu now, you can take it to town and use a machine to grind it, which is faster.

But the disadvantage is that the tofu made by the machine is not as delicious as the tofu made by the grinder.

There are quite a few families in the village who have mills, but Zhang An's family is one of the few that does not.

Because Zhang An's grandparents died early at that time, there was no purchase.

Today, the tofu was pushed using a stone mill from Huang Erye's house. After Zhang An got up, he took the beans in the bucket to Huang Erye's house.

Almost everyone in the village has finished making tofu, so when Zhang An came to borrow the stone mill, he didn't have to queue like the previous few days.Zhou Yang's family also has a mill, but it is relatively small. In comparison, the big stone mill from Huang Erye's family is more enjoyable to push.

Others thought the stone mill was too big and difficult to push, but in Zhang An's case, the stone mill was too small and it was difficult for him to push hard.

"Second Grandma, let me use the grinder. I need to make some tofu today."

When Zhang An walked to Huang Erye's house, Huang Erye and his grandmother were washing the big wooden steamer.

Tomorrow we will be steaming glutinous rice and making rice cakes. These tools will be taken out and cleaned today.

"The grinder was just used yesterday. Just rinse it with water and it'll be fine. I'll go and light the fire first."

In Second Grandma Huang's house, because the stone mill was too big, she was alone in the side room next to it.

So that room is specially used for pushing tofu, and all the tools for making tofu are in full use.

"You go ahead and do your homework at home. I'll just burn it myself later."

"I don't have anything to do. This steamer needs to be soaked for a long time before it can be cleaned."

In the end, Mrs. Huang helped to light up the stove and just added firewood later when the soy milk was boiled.

After Zhang An rinsed the stone mill, Wang Fang came over from home.

Zhang An picked up the stand and pushed the millstone. Wang Fang scooped up a scoop of beans with a water ladle and slowly added them to the hole in the middle of the mill.

As the millstone rotates, the swollen soybeans turned into soy milk and flowed into the bucket below.

The soy milk will be used to make tofu later, so making tofu is also called push tofu.

Most of the time when pushing tofu is spent on grinding the beans, so the faster you push the grinder, the faster the tofu will be cooked.

Zhang An never stopped from the moment the millstone started turning, so he finished grinding the bucket of beans in less than an hour.

Zhang An is very good at pushing tofu. He can do it with his eyes closed. This thing does not require eyes to be opened.

But for the next step of making tofu, he had to step aside.

While they were grinding beans just now, Mistress Huang had already come over to help boil water to make soy milk.

These soy milk need to be filtered and boiled, and then you can order tofu.

The way to order tofu in the village is not gypsum, but sour soup. Anyway, both of these things have their own advantages, it just depends on the local customs.

Zhang An felt that the tofu ordered in sour soup tasted tenderer, did not have the taste of gypsum, and had a better texture.

After beating the soy milk, pour it into the box, cover it with gauze and put it under a relatively large stone.

Press it like this for two or three hours, and then open it to form the tofu.

Zhang An returned from Mistress Huang's house and found that Chen Ze and Ding Yi had arrived.

Chen Ning also came over this time, and there was an old man with gray hair next to him, and Zhang Jianguo was talking with him.

Su Ying made a pot of hot tea, poured tea for them, and was still talking to the old man.

There was a smile on her face, and it seemed that Su Ying should know this old man.

"Zhang An is back. Let me introduce you to him. This is my grandfather."

When Chen Ze saw Zhang An coming back, he introduced the old man next to him before Zhang An could speak.

"Grandpa, this is the Zhang An I told you about, Xiaoying's husband."

"Grandpa Chen, hello."

I have long heard from Su Ying that Chen Ze and Chen Ning are the youngest children in the family.

Now it seems that it is not false at all, because this old man Chen's hair and beard are already gray, and he is probably in his seventies or eighties.

"How about you, Zhang An, I've heard them talking about you since they were little. This time we're here to disturb them."

Mr. Chen said to Zhang An with a kind smile.

"Grandpa Chen, what you said is obvious. Just treat this place as your home. Come whenever you want. Just ask me to eat whatever you want."

Chen Ze and Zhang An met because of Mr. Chen.

If it weren't for his love of eating thin scales, Zhang An and Chen Ze probably wouldn't have known each other.

In this way, Zhang An and Su Ying would not know each other, and naturally they would not get together.

Therefore, many things in the world are often started unconsciously because of a small gear of fate.

When Chen Ze and the others arrived, Zhang An began to boil water.

If there were only Chen Ze and his two deer, they could wait until after lunch before taking action.

But there are still two stray sheep that Zhang An got yesterday, so time is a bit tight today.

The surgeon in charge today was Mr. Huang, and Zhang An also invited two old men from his family over.

Chen Ze brought his grandfather with him. It would not be rude to have an old man accompany him.

When the water boiled, Zhang An pulled out the two sheep first.

"Eh? Zhang An, are you going into the mountains to catch this thing again?"

Chen Ze and the others were very surprised when they saw the long-bearded lame sheep.

I didn't catch him the last time I went into the mountains. Could it be that Zhang An sneaked into the mountains again in the past few days?

Because the two sheep here have grown up a lot, each of them can recognize them.

"No, yesterday I went into the city to buy some things, and I met someone selling them on the street. I didn't catch them a while ago, so I bought them."

The two sheep may have felt that today was their day of death, and they would not move away no matter how hard Zhang An pulled them.

But how could the arm be twisted past the thigh? Zhang An just dragged the horn away.

"Anzi, why don't you burn it and just peel it off? This sheepskin is better than others. It's a shame to burn it."

Not only is the meat of gaitou sheep tender and delicious, but the skin quality is also very good.

He directly blanched it to make lamb with skin. Mr. Huang thought it would be a pity not to keep the skin.

"If they all skin them, they won't be able to finish it today, and they will have to go back in the afternoon."

Lamb with the skin on is really nice, but not essential.

Zhang An thought about ironing it directly to save some time, otherwise it would take too much time to skin two sheep.

"Don't worry, it won't take long, and today I'll let you see the old man's skinning skills."

After that, he asked Zhang An to hold down the sheep, and then skillfully used the knife to kill a sheep in just a few strokes.

This time, Huang Erye did not use the knife, but took out a leather strap from the bag.

Then he took out a small skinning knife that looked light and delicate.

After making a cut on the sheep's foot, he picked up a small wooden stick and poked it inside.

Finally, he picked up the air gun, filled it with some air, and then started to operate the knife.

When peeling the sheep's skin, the old man made it silky smooth, and even removed the fat under the sheep's skin.

This will save a lot of time when processing the skin later.

Zhang An watched Huang Erye start from the sheep's feet, all the way to the belly, and then to the sheep's back.

There was no pause during the whole process. Although he was talking to Zhang An, the knife never stopped at all.

(End of this chapter)