The sick and weak boss relies on me to reach the pinnacle of life

Like a snooping thief caught, Xie Qingtang nodded in a panic, and then quickly scooped up a spoonful of bitter oak and poured it into Shimo's mouth.

"If you don't concentrate, you probably won't be able to finish grinding the kuman tofu today, and you won't want to eat kuman tofu tomorrow morning." Gu Xiujin said to Xie Qingtang lightly.

Xie Qingtang immediately came back to her senses, snorted arrogantly, did not speak, and the two continued to cooperate. As the saying goes, men and women are not tired of working together, and the two of them will put all the bitterness in a short time between coming and going. It's all worn out.

Looking at the white juice, Xie Qingtang's eyes were filled with joy, and he said to Zhao Xianglan next to him, "Aunt Lan, what should I do next?"

"After that, it will settle. After settling for one night, pour out the water that seeps out of it. After that, the liquid will be boiled into a thick juice. After it cools down, it will become bitter tofu." Zhao Xianglan smiled and patiently He explained to Xie Qingtang calmly.

Then Zhao Xianglan turned her head again, and said to Gu Xiujin who was pulling down her sleeves: "Mr. Gu has worked hard for you, you can come to Cunshantang to eat bitter tofu tomorrow morning."

"That's just a little, I don't know if it's enough for the people in Cun Shan Tang." Xie Qingtang muttered.

As if he didn't hear her muttering, Gu Xiujin nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt Lan, I will definitely come tomorrow morning as scheduled."

Tomorrow morning, another person will come to compete with him for food, Xie Qingtang thought in his heart, grandpa pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen, and saw that the bitter tree had been ground, he smiled and said: "It's getting late, since the bitter The kangaroo has been worn, everyone can go to rest."

"Grandpa, why are you so late and haven't rested yet? I'll take you back quickly." Xie Qingtang saw that it was nearly 12 o'clock, but Grandpa Xie hadn't rested yet, so she hurriedly wanted to push his wheelchair and take him back to the room .

Grandpa Xie quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "My body is not that weak yet, just let Xiaolan push me into the room in a while, Tangtang, you can send Xiujin off."

"Oh, okay." Xie Qingtang pouted and said, in fact, the reason why she pushed Grandpa into the room just now was to avoid sending Gu Xiujin off.

But Jiang is still old and hot, how could Grandpa Xie fail to see what his granddaughter was thinking, and directly blocked Xie Qingtang's path, and then Zhao Xianglan pushed Grandpa Xie back to the room.

"Let's go, Mr. Gu." Xie Qingtang reluctantly sent Gu Xiujin to the door of Cun Shan Tang.

Some conscientious reporters actually stood there day and night. The moment the two of them appeared, they heard the clicking sound of the camera, making Xie Qingtang really speechless. He stared at Gu Xiujin and said, "I feel like I'm your The shield is a bit lost."

"I'll give you compensation later." Gu Xiujin said with a light smile, then turned his head away, the smile on his face faded instantly, as if the smile just now was an illusion.

Xie Qingtang frowned and looked at his back, and muttered, "What's going on? Why do I feel that Gu Xiujin is laughing more and more recently? Is it my illusion? Don't want to, he smiled It's none of my business not to smile, but he's so pretty when he smiles, geez, what the hell was I thinking?"

Before she knew it, her thinking was a little crooked, and her ears couldn't help but blush a little, then she closed the door of Cun Shan Tang, and went to rest.

Gu Xiujin arrived early the next morning as scheduled, even earlier than Zhou Jinfan, who was going to open the door, and strode directly to the backyard.

At this moment, the backyard was already busy in full swing. Zhao Xianglan poured the juice of the bitter oak that had been soaked in last night into the cauldron, and then boiled it slowly for a while. The juice changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It became purple-black and sticky.

"Aunt Lan, is this a dark dish in the legend? It doesn't look like I'm making tofu, it's like boiling poison." Zhou Jinfan shivered involuntarily as he looked at the purple-black juice in the pot.

Xie Qingtang immediately slapped him on the back of the head, and said in an ignorant tone: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. This is delicious after being made into Kumantofu."

"But I've never eaten bitter tofu before." Zhou Jinfan patted his head, muttered and went out.

Xie Qingtang took a look at Gu Xiujin who was sitting in the backyard in the kitchen, and muttered, "He will come as soon as you ask him to come, you are really welcome, eat, drink and see a doctor, no, I have to take his medicine Just raise the fee a little bit."

"Miss, what are you muttering about? The kumana has been boiled and can be poured into the mold." Zhao Xianglan said with a smile, Xie Qingtang immediately came to his senses, and then the two of them poured the boiled kumanju juice into the pot Poured into the mold.

Then the mold was directly placed in the yard, and a large bluestone was pressed on it, which can speed up the outflow of water and let the juice of the bitter oak be shaped quickly.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Grandpa Xie's eyes were full of memories. Finally, the bitter tofu was ready. Xie Qingtang took the bowl early, put some sugar in it and waited beside it.

As soon as the mold was opened, the purple-black bitter tofu inside was exposed, and even the purple was almost gone, turning into a dark color. Zhou Jinfan didn't dare to eat it at all.

"What a coward, I can't eat you to death." Xie Qingtang smiled and mocked him, then turned to look at Gu Xiujin, and found that when the man looked at the dark Kumangi tofu, he didn't have the slightest expression of fear, and was even excited. Standing there looking at it.

Afterwards, Zhao Xianglan served a bowl for everyone, and as soon as she ate some warm bitter tofu, the taste of memories flooded her heart. Xie Qingtang took a few bites, her eyes turned red, and the sour taste was unbearable. Tolerate.

Sensing tears rolling in his eyes and about to flow down, Xie Qingtang immediately lowered his head to prevent everyone from seeing his expression, and then quickly finished the bitter tofu in the bowl silently .

Then he pretended nothing happened, handed his bowl to Zhao Xianglan, and said with a smile: "Aunt Lan is delicious, I want to eat another bowl."

"Miss is delicious, but you can't eat too much. I made some other steamed vegetables this morning." Although Zhao Xianglan said this in her mouth, she gave it to Xie Qingtang very fondly. Served a bowl.