Druid's Country Retirement

Chapter 244 Tofu
In the main room of the old house, the father and son held the bamboo strips and bargained for the price.

"Giving me a catty, I only want one catty."

"A total of only two catties were fried, if you share half with you, I'll lose it."

"Unfilial son, you don't drink tea, why do you keep so much tea?"

"I will now."

"There are still so many tea trees in the backyard that have not been picked, so give me this pot first."

"You don't pick it yourself, you fry it yourself."

"Okay, don't give it to me, I'll hide your household registration book when I go back to the city, and I'll see how you and Shan Xing get a marriage certificate when the time comes."

The old man resorted to killing, and directly made Li Hongbing speechless until he vomited blood. He was really scheming, and he held a hole card in his hand, which was specially used to control himself.

Impressed.

Really convinced.

Looking at his complacent father, Li Hongbing said helplessly, "I can only give you a catty, and return the household registration book to me."

"Okay." The old man replied simply and authentically.

The father and son discussed the distribution plan of the tea, and walked out of the main room with a look of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

When I came to the rice field, I saw my mother, Shan Xing, and the silly boy scrubbing and washing around the millstone, Li Hongbing asked curiously.

"Myolie, what are you doing?"

"Grinding tofu, if you don't grind the soaked soybeans, it will be useless." Shan Xing carefully scrubbed the dust that fell on the grinding disc.

"How much have you soaked?" Li Hongbing staggered to the side of the well, looked at half a tub of soaked soybeans, and asked, "Our family is going to eat tofu for a month."

Tofu is ground in the forest area. Basically, one catty of soybeans can make more than three catties of old tofu. It can be seen that there are at least more than 50 catties of soybeans in this pot, and no more than a hundred catties of tofu can be produced after cooking.

Shan Xing blushed a bit, "I was thinking of bringing some back to my uncle, aunt, elder sister, and second sister. Who knew that elder sister and second sister returned to the city yesterday."

The mother stood up to support the future daughter-in-law, "Go, go, you don't help, just talk nonsense, I like tofu, and your father also likes it."

Got it!
Before getting married, she turned to her daughter-in-law.

Li Hongbing pouted, moved a chair and sat aside to watch the excitement.

The stone mill was cleaned, and the silly boy installed a handle on the mill hole, ready to start pulling the mill and grinding soybeans.

"Wait a minute, go and call Heifeng here. I have nothing to do every day, so I just use it for grinding." Li Hongbing stopped the silly boy.

When Heifeng walked into the rice field with steps that his relatives did not recognize, he saw Li Hongbing with a smirk on his face, holding a noose in his hand, turning around vigilantly and about to run away.

Li Hongbing smiled and shouted, "Stop for me, get back."

Boom!

Hei Feng shook his head and returned to Li Hongbing's side, acting coquettish and cute.

hum!

It's useless to be coquettish.

Hanging the noose around Heifeng's neck, and tying the other end to the handle bar, Li Hongbing patted Heifeng's round belly.

"I've gained weight recently, it's time to exercise and run quickly."

Hei Feng looked at Li Hongbing with resentment.

Tied like this, how to run.

Immediately, with long legs, he slowly turned around the millstone.

The mother on the side hurriedly scooped a spoonful of soaked soybeans with water, poured them into the grinding hole, and as the grinding disc turned, the soybeans were ground into soybean milk and slowly flowed into the sink from the grinding gap.

Shan Xing placed the bucket at the outlet of the base of the grinding disc, and the ground soybean milk slowly flowed into the bucket.

The soy milk made by the stone mill exudes a strong bean aroma, which is not comparable to the aroma of Longjing tea just now.

The smell of beans caused Hei Feng to stop from time to time. If it wasn't for the restraint of the noose, this guy might have stuck his head into the bucket to drink the soy milk.

Li Hongbing knew Heifeng's trivial intentions, so he simply took out soy milk to seduce him.

"Work hard, and I'll leave you a bucket later."

Boom!

Knowing that there is soy milk to drink, Hei Feng suddenly became more energetic, his steps became firmer and stronger, and he started to run quickly.

The horse runs fast, and the natural stone mill turns fast,
The grated soybean milk was thrown out along the gap, and the old mother, Shan Xing, who hadn't escaped in time, was thrown all over her body.

"Heifeng." My mother couldn't help but feel crazy.

After being yelled at, Heifeng continued to pull the millstone honestly.

Scoop after scoop of soaked soybeans are poured into the grinding hole, and buckets of Baihuahua soybean milk are ground out.

On the other side, the mountain apricot was not idle, and boiled a pot of boiling water in the big iron pot that had just been fried. When the water boiled, pour the boiling water in the pot into the bucket to soak the soy milk.

After the soy milk is brewed for about 10 minutes, the bean curd residue in the brewed soy milk must be filtered out.

Shan Xing found a piece of gauze and made it into a shelf, scooped up the soy milk with a ladle and poured it into the gauze bag.

Women can't do the next job.

It's Shawa's turn to play. First, hold the gauze holder and shake it from side to side, drain the pure soy milk into the empty bucket, and then use the big palm of the cattail fan to grab the gauze with the remaining bean dregs and squeeze out the only soy milk left in the bean dregs. .

so repeatedly.

Soon all the soy milk was purified, and Li Hongbing didn't miss his word, and put a bucket of soy milk in front of Heifeng, "This is your hard work, drink it!"

Boom!

Hei Feng snorted, buried his head in the bucket, and started drinking.

Next, pour all the purified soy milk into the pot and cook on high heat until the soy milk boils and bubbles.

My mother dug out a piece of cooked gypsum from the stove, broke it into pieces and soaked it in water, and did not forget to pass on the experience of mountain apricot while doing it.

"Xing'er, five catties of soybeans use two quantities of gypsum, you must remember, put more and less for a pot of tofu and you're done."

Uh-huh!

Shan Xing nodded quickly and studied with an open mind, which made my mother feel a sense of accomplishment, and she fell in love with Shan Xing even more.

After the brine is soaked, the idiot picks up the lid of the pot, and the mother slowly pours the brine into the pot with a bowl, not forgetting to let the apricot stir the soy milk with a spoon, so that the brine is fully mixed with the soy milk.

Half an hour passed.

The soy milk in the pot is almost slowly solidified into a tofu brain shape.

Holding the glass, the old man walked to the side of the pot with a shake, and took a look, "Well, it's almost done, there is no tofu box, just press it in the pot!"

No tofu box?
Who do you look down on!
Li Hongbing staggered into the warehouse and came out with several pairs of wooden frames.

"Why do you have everything?" The old man froze for a moment, carefully looked at the blackened wooden frame, and nodded, "This tofu box is quite old, where did you get it?"

Li Hongbing chuckled, "I picked it up."

This unfilial son doesn't have a single word of truth out of his mouth now.

The father gave his son a resentful look and walked away.

After receiving the tofu box, my mother spread a layer of gauze on the bottom of the box, scooped the tofu brains into the prepared tofu box with a ladle, covered it with gauze, and pressed a piece of tofu box cover on it, and pressed it slowly by hand. Press it out to get the water out.

Finally, put a stone on the cover plate of the bean curd box.

From then on, the tofu is considered complete, and it can be eaten only after it is finally solidified and formed.

As the sun rose overhead, it was noon in a blink of an eye.

Dad was so hungry that his heart was sticking to his back, and he had soaked the tea leaves he was thinking of four times, his stomach was shaking, and he asked when the meal would be served.

Li Hongbing also held his stomach and cried out that he was hungry.

Looking at the virtues of the father and son, the mother sneered and said, "You are still hungry if you don't work, you two live like pigs."

Scolding is scolding, but his hands and feet are very quick.

Clean the big iron pot where the soy milk was boiled, let the apricot go to beat a dozen eggs, cut some chopped green onion, bacon, and soak a big bowl of millet.

Restart the pan and heat the oil.

A large spoonful of lard is melted in the pot, the egg liquid is poured into the oil pan and fried to pieces for later use, then water is poured into the pan, and the bowl of millet is steamed in the water.

When the millet is steamed, dig a large spoonful of lard and melt it in the pot again, sprinkle some dried chilies, saute the bacon until fragrant, pour the bean dregs and millet into the pot and stir fry.

The hot oil blends with the bean dregs, bursting out with a strong bean aroma.

To force out the excess water from the bean dregs and millet, my mother smashed the eggs prepared in advance and poured the green onion into the pot, stir-fried twice and put down the spatula when she was satisfied.

"Get out of the pot, bean dregs rice."

The father was so hungry that he had been waiting for a long time, so he came to the pot with a bowl and filled a big bowl full of rice with bean dregs.

Regardless of the heat, he took a big bite into his mouth, feeling the taste there, and the old face let out a long sigh in satisfaction.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, I can still eat a bite of bean dregs rice, which is comfortable."

"What's delicious?" Li Hongbing took a sip in disgust, neither how delicious it was, nor how bad it was.

"You know what a fart." The father rolled his eyes at his son, and pointed at the rice with bean dregs with his chopsticks, "I think back when the big group earned work points, Mr. Liu was in charge of grinding tofu. Our ingredients are not good, and every time the tofu is not divided into us. Home, just share some bean dregs, your grandma will use this bean dregs fried rice, it tastes very fragrant."

Speaking of this period of history, my father was silent for a moment, and said to my mother, "Mother, I will fill two bowls by myself later, and I will go up the mountain."

Uphill.

Except for the silly boy present, everyone knew what Dad was going to do.

The atmosphere cooled down.

Holding the bowl in his hand, Li Hongbing silently ate the rice with bean dregs, and suddenly felt that this humble coarse-grain rice became delicious.

Had lunch.

Dad, who has been busy all morning, and mom went back to the room to rest.

Under the old oak tree, Li Hongbing lay in the rocking chair, sipped the fragrant tea he made by himself, opened medical books, and enjoyed his lunch break leisurely.

suddenly.

Sitting up abruptly, I remembered that my second brother-in-law seemed to have called last night.

He took out his phone and dialed it back quickly.

After a few beeps, the second brother-in-law connected, and said in a very tired voice, "Master, you are finally willing to call back. What's the use of your mobile phone, just block it."

Li Hongbing lay on the rocking chair, raised his legs, picked up the teapot and took a sip.

"It's not a good thing to worry about you disturbing me. By the way, how did the vegetables sell yesterday?"

"..."

The second brother-in-law on the other end of the phone was completely speechless, and the brother-in-law didn't listen to a word of the good news he shared last night.

Zhen Te Niang acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

The second sister was patient and kept the long story short.

"Sold out, the turnover is nearly 300 million."

"Oh!" Li Hongbing replied disapprovingly.

The second brother-in-law had blue veins on his forehead. After telling the news yesterday, the brother-in-law also said "oh", then there was no more, and today it was "oh".

Oh oh oh, you are a chicken feather.

You are a rooster!
The daily turnover is 300 million!

Without labor and costs, the profit can reach [-]%.

You can't be happy about such an exciting event. If you continue to chat in this way, you may curse at others.

So, the second brother-in-law decided to make a long story short.

"Is it possible to get vegetables today? My phone is almost ringing. The supermarket is full of customers who buy oak vegetables."

Li Hongbing continued to reply indifferently, "I'm going to have a look in the fields, not necessarily."

"After reading the call back, I was in a hurry, so I hung up!!"

Beep beep.
Hearing the blind voice coming from the phone, Li Hongbing froze for a moment, then shook his head, "It's really rude."

Put down the phone, continue to drink tea and read a book leisurely.

Before I knew it, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Hongbing opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that there was a blanket on his body, and the princess was sleeping on all fours in the blanket.

And Shan Xing and Sha Wa are busy packing tofu.

After more than two hours of pressing, the tofu has been set, so it should be put away and soaked in cold water to prevent deterioration.

Shan Xing heard footsteps behind her, and turned her head to see Brother Hong Bing, "Woke you up?"

Li Hongbing shook his head, watching Shan Xing use a kitchen knife to cut the tofu box horizontally and vertically, and a whole piece of tofu was divided into four squares. He couldn't help but recall the taste of tofu when he was a child, and turned and walked into the kitchen.

When he came out, he took the bowl and soy sauce and leaned over to Shanxing.

"Come on, Xing'er, cut a piece and try it."

"Bro, do you still remember mixing tofu with soy sauce, here it is!"

Put a large piece of aged tofu into the bowl.

Li Hongbing picked up the soy sauce and poured it on top of the tofu. The white tofu and dark red soy sauce were mixed together. Li Hongbing picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

The original taste of tofu is enhanced by the umami of soy sauce, which is extremely delicious.

This is the taste, just like the ones I ate when I was a child.

Li Hongbing stuffed a few chopsticks into his mouth.

"It's delicious!" Seeing Brother Hongbing gobbled it up, Shan Xing's beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons with happiness.

"Ni often." Li Hongbing hadn't swallowed it yet, picked up a chopstick of tofu with soy sauce, and brought it to Shan Xing's mouth.

It's embarrassing to feed in broad daylight.

Shan Xing blushed, and secretly glanced at the silly boy. The boy's eyes were all on the bowl of tofu in soy sauce, and other things could no longer affect his desire to eat.

Facing the tofu in soy sauce, Shan Xing opened his mouth and shyly ate it.

"It's delicious!" Li Hongbing took back his chopsticks, took another piece and put it in his mouth, "Silly boy, go get a bowl of tofu and eat it yourself."

Oh!
Hearing the grandfather's permission, the silly baby immediately ran into the kitchen, took out his exclusive rice bowl, pulled half a fan of tofu from the tofu box, poured soy sauce into the bowl, stirred it with chopsticks, and started to eat.

On the other side, Li Hongbing and Shan Xing leaned against each other, you have a bite, I have a bite, like a concubine, they eat a bowl of tofu together.

After eating and drinking, the affection is over.

Facing the pots of tofu and apricots, it is difficult to eat more than 100 catties of tofu every day, and the tofu should not be left for too long, and it will go bad in at most three days.

"What's wrong?" Li Hongbing asked.

When Shan Xing told the story, Li Hongbing laughed a lot.

"That's a lot, make more fermented bean curd. Our family has a cellar, so it won't go bad after a long time. The elder sister and the second sister also like to eat fermented bean curd. I'll go to the field later, pick up some leeks by the way, and eat leeks at night Tofu box!"

"By the way, I will also send some tofu to the school. The children are growing up, so they should eat something good."

Hearing what Brother Hongbing said, Shan Xing felt that there was less tofu.

Work hard to make fermented bean curd.

Seeing Shan Xing's busy appearance, Li Hongbing shook his head helplessly.

Rural women work hard all their lives and can't stay idle. They can always find something for themselves. As for urban women, whenever they can be lazy, they either go shopping or use their mobile phones.

"Silly boy, go and drive the motorcycle over here."

"Dahua, go out and let the wind go."

Ow!

(End of this chapter)