Chapter 1279： Tofu (Part 1) (1/2)
After plugging in the rod, the grinding disc was finally able to move.
The soaked beans are poured in from the square hole in the upper plate, and the soy milk that has been ground into white soy milk flows into the groove around the lower plate, and finally flows through the drainage groove to the vat below.
This short and thick barrel with thick walls can be directly heated in a large pot or on a fire. It is not afraid of fire. It is the most suitable cooking tool for tofu given by the system. Lin Chou shamelessly ordered two of these. barrel.
Su Yourong's big eyes watched the white thick soy milk flow into the big bucket without blinking.
This is the kind of scene that is almost invisible to her family, and it feels very novel and comfortable.
A big slow disk, everyone revolving around it, Su Yourong still remembers that when she was a little smaller, she hoped that all the activities of her family were only a little bit larger, but when she grew up At some point, this unrealistic idea was completely forgotten.
”So, should I make a fire? We just need to cook it and it will turn into tofu, right?”
Lin Chou said while checking the soy milk,
”I still have to order the brine.”
The ancient stone mill, the bean dregs was filtered out by hand, so the soybean milk seemed to have an indescribable warmth and quiet taste when it was heated later.
Su Yourong threw bean stalks into the stove without one.
”Master, will the soy milk taste better like this?”
Lin Chou thought for a while,
”No, it will be more expensive.”
”Master, your jokes are so old...”
Huang Dashan coughed and coughed outside the kitchen, yelling,
”Hey hey hey, if no one really wants to try the Shan Ye brand slate fried meat with bean dregs, let me tell you, do you know if the thief is delicious!”
Su Yourong shrank her neck, and Lin Chou said helplessly.
”Let’s go, let’s have a look, it’s going to be cooked for a while anyway, disciple, let me tell you, these middle-aged and elderly people are actually fragile. Let’s treat him this way, maybe he will hide in the car secretly at night. I cried all night.”
”Oh~” Su Yourong said with a curled lips, ”I see, I'll pretend to be delicious later.”
”Awesome!”
Huang Dashan is very immoral, guarding the stone mill, and raising a pile of charcoal fire under the big swimming pool of horseshoe crab, on which there is a large thin piece of shale, and a few pieces of fat are sizzling on the top of the shale. Pig fat.
The fat quickly turns into oil residue, and the hot oil automatically spreads evenly on the shale surface under the action of firepower.
”Noisy~”
A mixture of bean dregs, diced meat, shallots, chili, garlic, and **** was spread on the shale, and Shan Ye held a small piece of shale as a shovel, stir-frying.
Shan Ye exclaimed excitedly,
”Haha, the smell is not good, you smell the forest, it tastes good, isn't it?”
There are many specialties in Huangdashan, such as roasted wild mouse, roasted wild boar, roasted rabbit, roasted fox, roasted venison, roasted rock sheep...
Uh, okay, besides barbecue, even fried meat can be regarded as a breakthrough innovation of Shan Ye.
Shan Ye was obviously in high spirits today, and he was talking while frying.
”I used to like bean dregs. It tastes very good when you fry it with some salt and scallions. When I was a kid, there was a river in the alley, um, it was the river in the mill. I was always by the river. Make a slate, fry wild duck eggs, wild onions, fried small fish, fried mandarin ducks and mice, everything goes well with bean dregs, if there is a piece of black mountain wild boar meat, it will be terrific, it is simply super delicious, don’t you know? The fatter the better!”
Lin Chou casually folded two branches as chopsticks, and put the dregs of fried pork into his mouth on a slate.