Farmhouse Small God Bowl

Chapter 122 Making Blood Tofu
Holding the earthen jar filled with pig's blood and smelling the bloody smell, Zhou Xiaobai came up with a brilliant idea to make money.I can't wait to grow wings, go home all at once, and practice it quickly.

When they arrived at the gate of the village, Father Zhou put the others down, but said to Zhou Xiaobai and his brother, "You are small and carry a lot of things, I will take you home."

Zhou Xiaobai thanked Zhuang Ziniang, made an appointment for the next time, and then followed the ox cart to the house.Originally, I wanted to invite Father Zhou to have a rest for a while, but Father Zhou said that the family was busy at the end of the year and refused to enter the house, so Zhou Xiaobai had no choice but to give up.

As soon as he got home, Zhou Xiaobai went into the kitchen.It made Zhou Gensheng look strange, he grabbed Chen Mo and asked, "What's wrong with your sister, why did she go into the kitchen?"

No wonder he was surprised, although Zhou Xiaobai was from a girl's family, she always believed in "women cook far away", and never went in if she could not go in, but seeing her come back this time, she ran in by herself.Is this the sun coming out from the west?

Chen Mo covered her mouth and smiled quietly, "When my sister went to the town, I don't know what I was thinking. I made two jars of pig's blood. I guess I don't know what to do now."

What.Made some pig blood!What do you want this thing for?It's because people don't want things when they lose them, and the smell is so heavy, Zhou Gensheng began to worry about this newly bought jar of pig blood.But don't even think that these two jars are stained with blood, how can they be used afterwards!

But his worry is for nothing, these little things in the family are decided by the two siblings, let them go.Anyway, it's only two pots of money, and now the family is not short of this money.

Before he finished sighing, he heard Zhou Xiaobai yelling anxiously in the kitchen, "Chen Mo, why can't the fire be lit?"

Chen Mo smiled and said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, look."

He wanted to laugh at her again, but he heard Zhou Xiaobai yelling impatiently, "Chen Mo, hurry up and take a look, why is there smoke everywhere!"

Chen Mo suddenly thought of something, and rushed over, muttering, "No, I have to go and have a look quickly, my sister won't be burning the kitchen down."

When Chen Mo entered the door, he was startled by the kitchen in front of him.It didn't burn, but the whole room is full of smoke, what's the matter?Chen Mo held his nose and pulled Zhou Xiaobai out, "Sister, what did you do?"

My sister's destructive power to the kitchen is really astonishing. Chen Mo couldn't figure out how to go in and create such a scene in such a short period of time.Zhou Xiaobai was even more innocent. He thought it would be a simple matter to burn a stove, and it should be fine, but he didn't expect that not only it didn't light up, but it filled the room with smoke.

Aggrieved and said, "I just stuffed firewood into the stove, and that's how it ended up." Zhou Xiaobai was also innocent.

"Didn't you take the fire book and light the straw first?" Chen Mo asked.

Zhou Xiaobai shook her head quickly, and she still understood the principle of gaining wisdom by learning from a pit. Last time she didn't use the fire pocket, and the fire couldn't be lit, so this time she lit the fire pocket early in the morning. The straw was lit very well, and he was complacent, but this time it was all right, but who would have imagined that there would be smoke again in the room, so he had no choice but to call Chen Molai again.

Chen Mo thought for a while, and finally knew where the trouble was? "Sister, did you draw the firewood you put in the stove from the side of the wall near the ground?"

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, that's right, just now, he saw a few scattered firewood on the ground, so he picked it up and threw it into the stove.Is there something wrong with the firewood?
"Sister, the trouble came from the firewood." Chen Mo acted like a young master, but when it comes to kitchen matters, Chen Mo could really be Zhou Xiaobai's master.Zhou Xiaobai also humbly asked for advice and listened attentively.

"The firewood leaning against the wall is stained with earth air. It looks dry on the outside, but the core inside is wet, so not only will it fail to ignite, but it will also make smoke all over the room. I It is specially put aside, leaning against the stove, let them absorb some heat, and dry it earlier." But who would have thought that Zhou Xiaobai would just throw it into the stove without any hassle.

Zhou Xiaobai muttered, "You didn't say it earlier, really."

Chen Mo ignored it, found a fan, and fanned it fiercely in the kitchen, which made the room much cleaner.After this battle, Chen Mo no longer counted on her sister to do the work.After asking clearly what Zhou Xiaobai was going to do, he quickly turned on the stove, and boiled a large pot of water on top of it.

Seeing that the water was boiling, Zhou Xiaobai took the jar just now and poured all the pig's blood into the cauldron.The pig's blood was as slippery as tofu brain, and it slid into the pot in no time.Then close the lid and wait.Listening to the "gurgling" cooking in the pot, Zhou Xiaobai cut off the lid of the pot several times, and only scooped out the pig's blood when he saw that the pig's blood had turned dark red.

Chen Mo looked forward curiously, "Hey, sister, why is there no fishy smell?"

Zhou Xiaobai was very upset, "Of course, this is ready. It's called blood tofu. You can cook it at noon."

This is the first time I heard about blood tofu.Don't talk about how the pig's blood just turned into pieces like this tofu?Chen Mo stepped forward and poked it with his hand, the texture was soft and hard, very similar to tofu, but he didn't know how it would taste.

"Sister, how do you make this blood tofu?" Chen Mo pondered, but didn't know what it tasted like, and whether it still smelled like blood.Zhou Xiaobai recalled, "You can make tofu whatever you want." Zhou Xiaobai is a foodie, but he doesn't know anything about cooking.

Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, Chen Mo hurriedly drove Zhou Xiaobai out of the kitchen, so as not to cause her trouble again.Zhou Xiaobai felt complacent about being chased away, and when he returned to the house, he pouted his chin and began to make calculations.

Looking at the blood tofu just now, although I haven't eaten it yet, the appearance is very good.It should be right to explain what you do. If this is the case, there should be no problem in vigorously promoting it.

This raw material costs almost nothing, and it is really simple to make. It can produce a lot of blood tofu every day.In a joint restaurant with Shang Luoran, blood tofu is not a problem, so how much money should it cost?

Basically, this is a worthless business, Zhou Xiaobai was so excited that he almost rushed to the town to discuss with Shang Luoran.But fortunately, the weather outside made her rational, so let's talk about it after eating the blood tofu.

After a while, Chen Mo came in with a few dishes, "Sister, this blood tofu is really good, it doesn't smell like blood at all."

Chen Mo also made a simple stir-fried blood tofu, but in order to get rid of the fishy smell, he made some ginger and aniseed, and also made a blood tofu soup, which was also simple and tight, adding a few slices of blood tofu Green cabbage leaves.

Greeting grandpa to eat together, although there are only two dishes, but the dishes are fresh, and the taste is very good when paired with big white steamed buns.

The blood tofu had no fishy smell at all, but it was not tough enough. Zhou Xiaobai bit it off and it broke immediately.I remember that the ones I ate before did not look like this, there must be something wrong in some link.

After eating, Zhou Xiaobai continued to ponder.Although Chen Mo and Grandpa thought the food was good, Zhou Xiaobai still wanted to improve it.It's better to discuss this matter with Shang Luoran after I finish my research.

After getting so much blood tofu at once, Zhou Xiaobai thought that he would not be able to eat it, so he asked Chen Mo to cut a few pieces and put them in a basket to send to Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Zhuangzi.

After discovering such a business opportunity, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't rest at home with peace of mind, so he sent Chen Mo to deliver blood tofu, and Zhou Xiaobai went to the village butcher to see if there was any pig blood.

It's a pity that it's the end of the new year, and the villagers have bought all the necessities that should be bought for the New Year, and no one buys this meat. Naturally, the butcher won't kill pigs in a hurry, so Zhou Xiaobai was in vain.I made a deal with him that if I slaughtered a pig next time, I would keep the pig's blood for myself.

If you can't save trouble, you can only go to town tomorrow.Zhou Xiaobai went back and took another piece of blood tofu, and went to Father Zhou's house.

"Is daddy at home?" Zhou Xiaobai called out from the door.

Hearing it was Zhou Xiaobai's voice, Aunt Zhou came out of the room and pulled Zhou Xiaobai into the room. "Hurry up and take off your shoes and go to the kang to keep warm."

It's cold here, and almost every household is burned to the ground. Basically, as long as you don't go out in the winter, everyone just sleeps on the bed.Zhou Xiaobai also got on the kang head readily, and handed over the basket he brought, "Ma'am, this is the blood tofu I fiddled with, I'll bring it to you to try."

"Blood tofu? The name is scary." It was the first time Mrs. Zhou heard of it. She opened the basket curiously and saw that it really looked like tofu, but with a dark red piece.

Father Zhou who was at the side asked, "Xiaobai, could it be the pig's blood you brought with me at noon?"

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, but did not elaborate on how to do it.After making an appointment with Father Zhou for the ox cart next morning, Zhou Xiaobai will go home and make preparations.

When Zhou Xiaobai arrived home, Chen Mo also brought back something.Chen Mo is also very interested in blood tofu now, so he went to the kitchen to study how to eat it.Zhou Xiaobai encouraged this very much, because she could foresee that in the next few days, there would definitely be too much blood tofu at home. If you don't eat it in different ways, how can you continue to eat it.

In the evening, there was another table of blood tofu, stir-fried garlic sprouts, braised blood tofu, and blood tofu vermicelli soup. Zhou Xiaobai’s food was pretty good.

He was always thinking about the blood tofu making a lot of money, so Zhou Xiaobai got up early the next morning.

(End of this chapter)