Age: My Small World

Chapter 182: How to Make Tofu

Yang Jun took Xiao Wu away, leaving behind Mr. Hu who was a little confused.

"Little Four? Little Five!"

"You are really a young kid. You can't understand what I am saying."

The old man shook his head and returned to the house with satisfaction.

the other side.

Yang Jun naturally chose to go to Jiang Xueying's house first.

He will not go back on his word on something that has already been agreed upon.

It was still the doorway where snow was falling, and someone was still standing there waiting for him.

He ran forward quickly carrying a bag.

"Student Jiang Xueying, how long have you been waiting here?"

Jiang Xueying at the door had already seen him coming, but she didn't move and just waited for him to come to her.

After hearing this, the girl smiled, and two blushes appeared on her oval face, probably caused by the cold.

"I didn't wait long. I just like to go out for a walk and take a look. I don't want to sit at home all the time. That would be a bit of a waste for me. So I came out to wait for you."

She really likes the feeling of being down to earth, and maybe she will always like it.

"That's good. I thought you had been waiting since morning." Yang Jun joked.

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Xueying said playfully.

I gave this sentence back to him.

For a moment, Yang Jun really didn't know whether what she said was true or false.

I just feel that the girl in front of me is becoming more and more real.

If the Jiang Xueying before was like a floating white cloud, out of reach, then now she is like a bunch of catkins fallen into the human world, with more attributes belonging to her.

"I'm just kidding. Come inside. My mom is waiting for you to come and make dinner."

After entering the door, I saw Aunt Chen picking vegetables.

These are authentic winter bamboo shoots, not the kind that Yang Jun got when he went to Dongwang Village before.

"Xiaoshan is here, hurry up and get on the kang to warm up."

Chen Huiling called him more and more naturally, and then she stood up and started pouring water.

Some tea leaves were placed in a glass, and then boiling water was poured in, causing the tea leaves to swirl.

"This was given to me by the factory some time ago. Xiaoxue and I don't really drink tea, so Xiaoshan, you can try it. If you like it, you can take it home and make some later."

Tea is not cheap nowadays. Yang Jun once bought a tea cake for his master and it cost him ten dollars.

What Chen Huiling sells here looks like it's in bulk, weighing about a pound, but it costs several dollars.

Yang Jun casually placed the bag on the table and declined, "I can't have this. Drinking tea in winter can help get rid of the cold. Aunt Chen and Jiang Xueying can learn to drink some."

"Why did you bring something again? Really?"

"It's not worth anything, just some tofu."

Now he regards tofu as a gift. No matter where he goes, it is always a good idea to bring a piece of tofu with him.

The main soybean harvest is quite a lot, and it is impossible to extract oil from all of it.

When making tofu, he can make a lot at a time and pile them up near the stone platform. They are divided into pieces in advance, which are suitable for packing and taking out anytime and anywhere.

Yang Jun also has plans to make stinky tofu and fermented bean curd, and is thinking about making tofu into various delicacies, but he hasn't started yet. He wants to ask other people for their skills, maybe there are some new methods.

"It's not easy to make tofu these days."

Aunt Chen didn't refuse. She patted the large block of tofu and cut off a piece with a knife to fry into tofu boxes later. There was still some oil at home, which was specially saved.

Yang Jun took the opportunity to ask Chen Huiling how to make tofu.

Unexpectedly, she is also one of the best.

When conditions were still good, she often made various tofu dishes and was not unfamiliar with them.

There was no intention of hiding his incompetence, and he started talking while cooking.

The first one is the traditional tofu puff method.

This is relatively simple. You just need to use enough oil for frying. However, using such a large amount of oil is obviously not realistic these days, so tofu puffs are rare.

Chen Huiling explained clearly the timing and other factors that needed to be mastered.

From this we can see that her family conditions were really good back then, at least they had enough oil and food.
Jiang Xueying herself has a kind of orchid-like temperament, which must come from Aunt Chen.

The second type is tofu box, which will be made later.

In fact, this is also a continuation of the method of making tofu puffs, except that the middle of the tofu will be dug out and then filled with other ingredients. The tofu boxes made in this way have a unique flavor, with the aroma of the ingredients and the fragrance of tofu.

The third one is scallion-fried tofu, which is a dish that almost all locals can cook. You only need scallions and tofu to make a delicious dish.

Then he talked about a series of works including braised tofu, soy sauce tofu, tofu pudding, tofu pudding, etc.

She hadn't made some of them herself, but knew the recipes.

It should be said that our food culture is extensive and profound. Nowadays, a simple ingredient has so many cooking methods.

But it is also true that tofu has a cultural history of thousands of years in my country, and it is not surprising that various ways of eating it have naturally emerged.

In addition, Yang Jun also asked about the production methods of stinky tofu and moldy tofu.

Moldy tofu is similar to fermented bean curd, but the difference is that fermented bean curd is a finished product, while moldy tofu is considered an ingredient, a semi-finished product.

Stinky tofu and moldy tofu are also different. Stinky tofu is made by fermentation and frying, while moldy tofu is grown by mold, and the taste is quite different.

On the side, Jiang Xueying didn't expect that Yang Jun was chatting so happily with her mother before she even started chatting with him.

However, the girl had no intention of disturbing the two of them. Instead, she was happy to see them talking so enthusiastically.

She supported herself with her arms and listened.

Why is it that the content of this chat always seems to be against Tofu?

It was not until Chen Huiling started cooking that Yang Jun came back to his senses. Various ways of cooking tofu appeared in his mind.

Then, a little head appeared in front of me.

"Why don't you continue?" Jiang Xueying chuckled.

"Don't bother me, Auntie. My mind is full of tofu recipes, and I need to digest them."

He also didn't expect that Chen Huiling alone had almost contributed a complete book of tofu recipes to him.

Jiang Xueying took him to the side and continued to help her mother light the fire, saying:
"You might not know this, but my grandfather's family started out selling tofu. Later, when things got tough, the mill was gone, and so were the people. My mom was still studying, but suddenly she was left all alone. Luckily, she met my dad, and they started farming with him. But the farmers didn't give them a living, so he got angry and joined the Communist Party. My mom was terrified at the time, afraid that the family would be wiped out one day."

When talking about what happened more than ten years ago, the girl felt a little scared.

Almost everyone of Yang Jun's age has witnessed what life was like in the past, when stability was paramount.

As for what happened later, you can probably guess.

"So you're a true descendant of a tofu family, haven't you learned a thing or two?"

Jiang Xueying rolled her eyes at him: "How can I learn? My legs were useless in the past few years."

She is not shy about talking about it now.

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