peasant girl wedding

Chapter 176 Tofu
At the end of August, Tong Zhi'er shook her head lightly as the slightly hot wind brushed the hair on Tong Zhi'er's forehead.

"Brother Dong, we are looking for a white stone. Unfortunately, we haven't found it after searching for a long time."

Tong Zhu'er pursed her mouth and said pitifully.

"Oh? What are you looking for this for?"

Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu looked at Tong Zhi'er.

Tong Zhi'er said: "The white stone I asked Zhu'er and Ah Fu to look for is called gypsum. As for what to do, I'll tell everyone when I find it."

white stone...

Dong Ping pondered in his mind about collecting herbs along the way, whether he had seen it before.

"Zhi'er, please describe to me the general appearance of the plaster."

Huh?
Tong Zhi'er's eyes lit up, looking at Dong Ping with anticipation.

Could it be that……

"The plaster is white, pearly, flaky..."

"I seem to have seen it on the mountain where the medicine is collected."

Dong Ping said suddenly.

Tong Zhi'er, Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu all looked at him excitedly.

"Come on, let's go there."

Dong Ping got up, and Tong Zhi'er and the three hurriedly followed.

The mountain is a little far away, about two villages away from the village where Tong Zhier lives.

The mountain is not too high, about as high as a modern three-story building. The slope is gentle and full of trees, flowers and plants.

While leading the way, Dong Ping sprinkled the medicinal powder on both sides of the road.

Tong Zhi'er guessed that this was probably used to drive away snakes and insects.

"Pearl, Ah Fu, slow down, watch your step."

Tong Zhi'er raised her head and said to Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu in front of her.

Dong Ping leads the way, and behind her, the young Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu are in the middle.

Thinking of the joy of being able to find the plaster, the three of them didn't feel tired.

"Here we go, Zhi'er, can you see if this is the plaster you're looking for?"

Dong Ping, who was walking in front, stopped, turned around, held a white flaky stone in his hand, and held it up for Tong Zhi'er to see.

Tong Zhi'er didn't speak, but Dong Ping, Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu saw her beaming face and sparkling eyes, and they knew they had found the right one.

"Yes, it's plaster."

Tong Zhi'er almost ran over, and put the plaster in Dong Ping's hand, looking like a jewel.

"Zhi'er, how much do you want, there are many more here."

"Well, Big Brother Dong, you can bring two more yuan back."

In the end, four people brought four dollars.

Dong Ping, Tong Zhi'er, Tong Zhu'er, and Tong Zhaofu all have one hand.

However, Tong Zhu'er and Tong Zhaofu are still young and wear relatively light plaster.

When I came here, I was thinking about looking for plaster, and when I went back, I was slowly joyful and looking forward to it, and none of them felt tired.

Dong Ping sent the three of them back to Tong Zhixin's home, and kept some wild mushrooms he picked, and returned to his residence.

"Mom, do you see what we found?"

Tong Zhi'er and the three of them ran into the house.

Fang Cuiwei came out of the room, and met the excited faces of the three of them.

"Huh? Isn't this a stone?"

Fang Cuiwei couldn't understand the excitement of the few people.

"Mother," Tong Zhu'er was a little unhappy. They found this with great difficulty, and of course it was not an ordinary stone.

"Good good..."

Fang Cui smiled and patted her head, expressing comfort, looked at Tong Zhi'er, and asked, "Zhi'er, what's unusual about the stone you brought back?"

"Of course there are. Mother, this is gypsum, which can be used to make tofu."

"Tofu?"

Fang Cui was slightly puzzled.

"Well, tofu is more delicious than tofu dishes. It is smooth, tender, sweet and delicious. Give the soybeans first..."

Fang Cuiwei became more and more excited when Tong Zhi'er talked about how to make soybeans in detail.

"Zhi'er, let's make a tofu meal tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Fang Cuiwei quickly entered the kitchen, took out the basin for washing vegetables, poured five catties of soybeans into the basin, and soaked them in water.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Tong Zhi'er called Dong Ping over for dinner, and Tong Zhide's family also came.

Now, both families know that Fang Cuiwei will make tofu tomorrow.

Anticipation burned in my heart.

The same is true for Tong Zhaofu, but he has to go to a private school tomorrow, so he can't see how Fang Cuiwei makes tofu with his own eyes.Thinking that Fang Cuiwei would still make tofu in the future, Tong Zhaofu recovered from his depression.

When he was at home, he would be able to watch the whole process by asking his mother to make tofu, wouldn't that be enough? !
Early the next morning, Tong Zhaofu bid farewell to his family and happily went to the private school.

Tong Zhixin, Fang Cuiwei, Tong Duo'er, Tong Zhi'er, and Tong Zhu'er were also very excited. When Tong Zhide's family came over, they started making tofu.

Soybeans become soft and puffy after being soaked overnight.

Tong Zhixin came to the stone mill behind the house with a basin of soybeans in his arms, and when he put the basin on the ground, Fang Cuiwei came over with a wooden bucket.

Inside the barrel is a long wooden spoon and a large bowl, as well as a bamboo brush for cleaning the stone mill.

After all the preparations were done, Fang Cuiwei added two spoonfuls of soybeans to the entrance of the stone mill, and Tong Zhixin pushed the pusher.

The sound of heavy rubbing was round and round, and gradually white slurry descended down the stone mill below.

Tong Zhixin kept turning his elbow.

Fang Cuiwei added soybeans to the stone mill in due course.

……

Half an hour later, the thick white slurry filled the entire notch of the stone mill, along the top, and first dripped into the wooden barrel below.As the amount of white slurry increased, it flowed into the wooden barrel like running water.

After an hour, all the soybeans are ground into a slurry.

Soybean milk was piled up in a big bucket full.

When Fang Cuiwei poured water on the stone mill from top to bottom, flushing the slurry adhering to the stone mill, and the water dripping stopped, Tong Zhide carried the wooden bucket into the kitchen.

Luo Shi took other tools to follow, and the group went into the kitchen.

"Fourth brother and sister, what should we do now?"

Tong Zhide asked Fang Cuiwei.

Fang Cuiwei looked at Tong Zhi'er.

She also couldn't remember what Tong Zhi'er said.

"Second Uncle, pour the bean curd paste into the pot, then add firewood and bring to a boil."

"it is good."

During the time when the fire was burning, Tong Zhi'er asked Fang Cuiwei to prepare a clean cloth and spread it on the wooden basin.

When the tofu paste was boiled, pour the tofu paste on the cloth-covered wooden basin, then Tong Zhide and Tong Zhixin each grabbed two corners and squeezed the heavy tofu paste.

Juice oozed from the cloth and dripped into the tub.

This has been repeated for a long time, until no more water can be squeezed out, and the filtering and slag separation is completed.

Immediately afterwards, Tong Zhi'er asked Fang Cuiwei to put the tofu paste in the basin into the pot again, take out the gypsum they found yesterday, grind it into a fine powder, and sprinkle it in while stirring.Cover the pot, wait for two quarters of an hour, lift the pot lid, Tong Zhier sees bean curd oozing out, so she asks Fang Cuiwei to scoop up the bean curd paste, put it in the sieve covered with the cloth just now, Finally, fasten it tightly and hold it down with a large stone.

The water was squeezed out, and after half an hour, the stone was removed, the knot was untied, and the white tofu was seen.

Tong Zhixin and the others were incomparably amazed.

Squeeze a little and stuff it into your mouth. The taste is very light, with a bean fragrance, but it is very soft and delicate. You don't need to chew it with your teeth, it just melts in your mouth.

"How about it?"

Seeing Tong Zhixin's reaction, everyone looked forward to it.

"Very good, but tasteless."

"That's right, father, tofu still tastes better with seasoning." Tong Zhi'er said with a smile.

Tong Zhu'er grabbed Fang Cuiwei's arm, and said coquettishly, "Mother, make us tofu."

"Okay, okay..." Fang Cui agreed with a smile, "You men and children go outside and wait first, as long as my second sister-in-law and I are here."

"Hey."

Two quarters of an hour later, Fang Cuiwei and Luo Shi brought a few plates of delicious tofu to the table set in the main room.

One plate is stir-fried tofu with chopped green onion sprinkled on top; another plate is fried tofu with green peppers;Then the rest is just some very home cooked dishes.

The first to be wiped out was naturally the three plates of tofu.

Fang Cuiwei fried very well, the tofu is very fresh and tender, and the taste is great.

Everyone thought that last year's tofu dishes were already good, but unexpectedly, this tofu was dozens of times more delicious than tofu dishes.

"Zhi'er, no wonder you want to grow soybeans, this tofu is really delicious." Tong Zhide said with a smile on his face.

"That's right, Zhi'er, I never ate tofu when I was in Qingzhou, but today I really got the honor of you and my fourth aunt." Zhou Yunniang smiled.

"But Second Sister, how do you know how to make tofu? And you also know that plaster is necessary to make tofu? Is there anything in the world that Second Sister doesn't know?"

Tong Zhu'er looked at Tong Zhi'er with shining eyes.

Everyone looked up.

That's what they want to ask too.

Thinking about it carefully, Tong Zhi'er instructed them to make tofu, and she was familiar with the road, knowing it clearly, without the slightest sense of jerky, as if she knew the existence of tofu, and knew how to make tofu.

Tong Zhi'er put down the bowl, glanced at everyone's faces one by one, and said, "Actually, when I was sick, I dreamed of an old fairy. The old fairy is so powerful. He said a lot of things that I don't know. From food to clothing, from astronomy to geography, he speaks clearly and logically, just like a book, he knows everything."

Tong Zhixin and the others widened their eyes.

"Second sister, are there really gods in this world?"

Tong Zhier nodded.

Maybe there is, otherwise, how to explain her time travel?

"Second sister, you are so amazing, you actually met a god."

Tong Zhu'er's starry eyes look at Tong Zhi'er's eyes with admiration.

"Zhi'er dreamed of a fairy, which means that our Zhi'er is a lucky one."

Fang Cui said happily.

Roche also had a smile on his face.

Zhou Yunniang took Tong Zhi'er's hand and said, "Zhi'er, not everyone in this world can see gods, you are so lucky."

……

Seeing the excitement on everyone's faces and the pride of being honored, Tong Zhi'er quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the circle passed.

(End of this chapter)