The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 43 Sweet and Salty Tofu Curd
The white and tender bean curd looks very attractive in the black iron pot.

Qiao Mai scooped out three bowls with a spoon, and she took out the malt candy she bought in the morning, "Father, rice, this is bean curd, if you want it salty, you can add soy sauce, if you want it sweet, you can add malt sugar."

She said that she scooped some bean paste with a small spoon and put it in a bowl, eating bean curd, she is a salty party.

Qiao Dami couldn't wait to pinch a piece of maltose and threw it into the bowl. The sweet taste is very precious to the Qiao family, he wants to eat sweet!

Qiao Changshun hesitated and squeezed a piece of malt candy.

Seeing this, Qiao Maimai said, "Next time I go to town, I'll buy some sucrose. Maltose is not as good as sucrose."

"Maltose is good." Qiao Changshun subconsciously wanted to save money.

Joe Rice also nodded, "Maltose is very sweet!"

After Qiao Mai heard this, she kept silent. She should buy whatever she wanted to buy in the future, without asking the opinions of these two people.

The tofu curd was tender and fragrant, and Qiao Xiaomai squinted her eyes in satisfaction, her throat was still more used to such delicate things.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Qiao Dami lay on the stove, using chopsticks to shove the bean curd into his mouth, his cheeks became bulging because of the stuff, like a cute little squirrel.

"My sister is so amazing!" He looked at Qiao Xiaomai with a small face, and his big black eyes were full of admiration.

The good food he ate in these two days was as good as what he ate in the previous year!

"There are more powerful ones." Qiao Mai put down the bowl, took out a piece of gauze and put it in the bamboo basket, and then she scooped all the bean curds in the pot into the bamboo basket.

Wrap all the bean curds with gauze, and she found a wooden board the same size as the bamboo basket to cover the bamboo basket, then she put the small stone mill on the wooden board, and used the weight to press out the moisture contained in the bean curds.

"Okay, just wait, the tofu will come out soon." She clapped her hands, picked up the bowl and continued to eat the tofu.

At this time, Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami had finished eating the bean curd, and they continued to drink soy milk.

Qiao Dami praised as always, but Qiao Changshun looked at Qiao Maimai with extremely complicated eyes.

"Mai, is this the way you came up with?"

If soy milk is made by Qiao Xiaomai according to the idea of ​​making starch, then what about the bean curd and tofu...

People have eaten soybeans for thousands of years, but this practice has never been done before.

Facing Qiao Changshun's question, Qiao Maimai nodded calmly, "I thought about it. Our family is poor, and I'm good at cooking. What I think about every day is how to make food. Soy milk is the way I make starch I made it, but I accidentally poured vinegar into the tofu when I was cooking soy milk, so I discovered that soybeans can be eaten in this way.”

"I originally thought to wait for Rice's birthday to say it, but it turned out..."

In a few days, Qiao Dami will be celebrating her seventh birthday, and her reason is completely justified.

Sure enough, Qiao Changshun no longer doubted, and his brows that had just been relaxed frowned back.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't care what he was feeling, she quickly finished the bean curd in the bowl, and then began to pour the soy milk into the pot.

Five catties of soybeans make a lot of soy milk, which can't be cooked in one pot, so she cooks it twice.

Seeing this, Qiao Changshun sat down in front of the stove, ready to light the fire.

"Father, turn on the fire, I'll wash and stew the pig's feet."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Dami hurriedly said, "What about the old hen?"

"Let's eat that tomorrow, I can't take care of it today."

"Okay!" Qiao Dami responded crisply.

Good things should be eaten slowly. If you eat them all in one day, they will be gone tomorrow.

　In fact, both authors love to eat~\(≧▽≦)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)