Wang family small peasant girl

Chapter 25

After hearing this sentence, Zhang's family stopped their chopsticks and looked at Zhang Yun, "What can you do?" Zhou asked joyfully, seeing many of her daughter's new tricks these days, and they are all used to them. When Yun opened his mouth, almost everyone was pleasantly surprised.

Zhang Yun then stopped the chopsticks and said: "I think that when the Chinese New Year comes, every family will spend more time making more food, especially fried food, which is rarely eaten on weekdays, but I always want to make some when the Chinese New Year comes. It can relieve hunger, father, mother, do you think this is the reason.”

Zhang's family members all nodded, and Zhou said: "That's natural. There is only one New Year in a year, and it's rare to have some money in hand. Who doesn't want to eat better." Zhou thought for a while and said: "This is the same as What does tofu have to do with it?" The others were also puzzled and looked at Zhang Yun in doubt.

Zhang Yungang has been thinking that there are quite a lot of production methods, but it is difficult to find an excuse. The last few times he could push it to foreigners. How to explain, why she can know a method that no one else has seen before, she really has a headache.

I have been thinking about it all the time but I can't find a good excuse. Now Mrs. Zhou has already asked her face to face, and she has no choice but to answer, so she can only bite the bullet and say: "I think...it's like this, I see other food It can be fried, so I thought, can I try fried tofu, although this tofu is a common food on weekdays, but if it is eaten in a different way, other people will find it fresh, and it will naturally sell well."

"Tofu is usually not very good at frying, but if you want to say that it has never been freshly eaten, it's not really good. I'm afraid it's hard to say whether it will be sold after frying." After hearing this, Mrs. Zhou hesitated. Fried tofu is indeed rare, but it doesn't mean that no one has eaten it like this. Zhou feels that it may not be a good sell.

If it was really fried tofu, Zhang Yun would not have to bother. What she was thinking of was actually fried tofu puffs, and fried stinky tofu, especially stinky tofu. It is a well-known snack that supports a large industry. She asked not to Gao, during the Chinese New Year period alone, it shouldn't be a problem to sell dozens of catties of stinky tofu.

Zhang Yun is very confident about stinky tofu, and it’s just the bitterness. She can’t tell her family directly. In her memory, in this era, at least in Changyuan Town, there has never been such a thing as stinky tofu. You say she A little country girl, for no reason, can tell how to do it with her mouth open, which is too abnormal, so she can't say it directly, she can only pretend to figure it out step by step in the process of frying tofu, and at most she can praise her for being smart , there will be no suspicion.

All the twists and turns in her heart can't be told to her family, so she can only say coquettishly: "Father, mother, tofu is not expensive, it happens that Uncle Chang's tofu is hard to sell, let's make him cheaper. I bought some back, and I have ready-made oil, try frying it first, if it really doesn’t work, at most, you can leave it at home to eat by yourself, there is no such thing as a loss, is it.”

This kind of statement has made the family listen to it. In fact, it’s okay to try it. It’s just that the ghost Jiang who needs to use it tomorrow is in a hurry to get it. There is really no manpower, so Zhou can’t help but say: "Let’s try again later. At this time, get rid of the ghost ginger first, and then you can use it tomorrow."

It’s not that Zhang Yun is impatient, it’s definitely not good if it’s too late. If you really want to fry these for sale, you have to save some oil first, otherwise you can fry without oil, and besides, only on New Year’s Day, ordinary people are willing to spend some money to buy some Fresh food, after the new year, this money will have to be held in the hands and refuse to spend.

"Mother, if this happens, don't our family have more money to invest in, and if we don't start it during the Chinese New Year in the twelfth lunar month, we will miss the opportunity if we are late." Zhang Yun became a little anxious, and put down all the dishes , just staring at parents.

It is true that father always loves his daughter more. Zhang Youqing saw that her daughter was thinking about trying, so she couldn't bear to refute her interest. Before Zhou Shi could speak, he nodded and agreed, "Mother, just Let her try it, we have so many people in our family, you don't have to worry about it, at worst, you can rest later, and you can always finish the work."

With his father's support, Zhang Yun jumped off the bench happily, and said with a smile: "Yes, mother, father has already agreed, so don't object."

Seeing how excited she was, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help laughing, then turned to look at her father-in-law, and saw that he didn't object, so she didn't insist on it anymore, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, okay, let you try It's done."

Zhang Yun immediately picked up the bowl, swallowed the corn paste, wiped his mouth and said, "Then I'll go buy tofu." Then he turned and went out. At this time, Zhang Zhang shouted anxiously, "You Girl, what are you doing at other people's house at night, let me go."

Zhang Zhang rushed over while yelling, not even having time to finish the corn porridge, Zhang Yun hurriedly stopped, and did not run out again, she was so anxious that she forgot the ancient rules, at this time the girl does not have the freedom of modern times, If I ran to someone's house at night, I might have to gossip again.

After Zhang Yun stopped, Zhang Zhang quickly passed by, ran out of the main room, and left the fenced yard in a blink of an eye. Chang Tiemu's house was not far away, and it took less than a quarter of an hour to go back and forth, and he could turn back soon.

As soon as the conversation stopped, everyone finished dinner quickly, Zhang Yun rushed to clean up before Mrs Zhou got up, and said while cleaning up: "Mother, let me clean up today, big brother later When you come back, you don’t have to worry about anything, I will fry it in the kitchen, so you can just sit back and make devil ginger.”

The time was really tight, so Mrs. Zhou responded directly, and everyone at the table put down their bowls and chopsticks, and went to mess with Devil Jiang. Zhang Zhang soon returned with tofu, and it was still a whole board.

"Ah, Cheng Zi, why do you take so much?" Mrs. Zhou was sitting on a small bench peeling the devil's ginger, and she couldn't help being surprised when she saw Zhang Cheng come in with a tofu board.

Zhang Zhang put the tofu board on the table and said, "Uncle Chang gave it to him. He said that there is no need to pay for this board of tofu. It is equivalent to a catty of oil for our family. He will come to get the oil when he is free." When Zhang Yun heard this, he began to calculate in his head. On weekdays, tofu costs two cents a catty, and this plate of tofu must weigh fifteen catties. Just like this, they have already taken advantage of it, not to mention the tofu in the twelfth lunar month. The price also has to be raised. How can I say that there must be three pennies per catty? Chang Tiemu really gave a friendly price.

"That's so embarrassing, his father, why don't we leave two catties, so that it is almost worth the price of a board of tofu." Zhou thought about it, taking advantage of others is not good, so she whispered to Zhang Youqing, Zhang Youqing has always Solid, naturally nodding repeatedly, said in his mouth: "I want it, I want it, I can't let others suffer."

Seeing that his parents meant the same thing, Zhang Yun said, "Then I'll pack two catties and scoop out some fried tofu along the way." After Zhang Yun finished speaking, Zhang Youqing and Zhou Shi nodded in agreement, and Zhang Yun took it. Zhang Zhang took the tofu board in his hand and went to the kitchen.

Put the tofu plate on the water tank plate, Zhang Yun took a kitchen knife and a cutting board, cut a large square tofu from the corner of the whole block of tofu, put it on the cutting board, and cut into small pieces Spread out all the small squares on the shaukei. The small pieces of tofu cut out are enough to spread out two shaukei. Then put the shaukei on a slight slope to let the tofu fully drain.

After this side is done, cut most of the tofu on the tofu board into slightly larger squares. Since there are too many tofu, they can only be placed on the cutting board and let them drain naturally. These are used If the mold becomes stinky tofu, it cannot be packed without draining the water. You can only make these after the tofu bubbles are fried.

After Zhang Yun cut all the tofu on the chopping board, and the tofu in the Shau Kei had been drained, she went to the stove door, brushed away the covered ashes, and after stirring the fire, stuffed it with thatch to make the fire bigger , Throw some more firewood in, and the fire will be even more prosperous.

As soon as the fire was hot, Zhang Yun took an oil spoon to scoop oil from the tea oil barrel into the pot, and scooped up half of the pot. Fried tofu puffs must be hot and oily, so after the oil was scooped, Zhang Yun Some more firewood was stuffed in, and the fire was ignited. After a while, the oil in the oil pan began to bubble.

The oil was all hot, and the tofu was almost ready to drain. Zhang Yun took the Shau Kei and carefully slid it down the oil pan piece by piece. Half a Shau Kei of tofu had already filled the surface of the oil pan, so she put the Shau Kei Put it down, pick up a spoon, carefully reach into the pot, gently push the oil in the pot, the tofu will rotate with the push of the oil, so that the tofu will not stick and can be heated evenly on all sides.

To be honest, when Zhang Yun was a child, he often saw the old people in the village frying tofu puffs and making stinky tofu by themselves. I saw them many times, but it was the first time I did it myself. She was really not sure, so she was extra careful, pushing the oil back and forth patiently, and when one side of the tofu turned golden, she turned them over one by one to fry the other side.

After flipping it back and forth three times like this, the outer skin of the tofu was covered with a thin shell and began to swell up. Zhang Yun's heart jumped when she saw it. The tofu can't puff up, and it's just a solid lump after frying for a long time, so it can only be declared a failure, but this time, I saw the tofu slowly puffing up, and I was so excited that I didn't know what to do It's a good description.

As the tofu continues to swell, the outer skin becomes more and more golden, and the crust becomes harder, almost holding up a small sharp corner. The night wind blew out of the kitchen.

Zhang's family, who were working hard in the main room, gradually smelled the fragrance, and felt their hearts vibrate. Everyone looked at each other, and their hearts were full of one thought, and Yun'er did it again this time.

Zhang Xing couldn't bear it anymore, he left the work in hand and ran to the kitchen, just in time Zhang Yun fished out all the tofu bubbles in the pot, seeing Zhang Xing running, he went to get the jar of chopped peppers, Pick some out and sprinkle on the puffed tofu, let Zhang Xing hold it for the family to taste.

Watching Zhang Xing take out the tofu with a smile, Zhang Yun continued to fry the remaining tofu. After the clean wooden basin is installed, the straw is tightly covered layer by layer, and then covered with tung oil cloth and placed behind the stove. As long as the stove is fired, the side will receive heat, so that the tofu will mold faster. As for whether he can successfully mold into stinky tofu, Zhang Yun is not sure, it can only depend on luck.

(End of this chapter)