I am a primitive

After the cooked beans are moldy, you can dry the soy beans.

Soybeans can produce bean sprouts and can also be used to extract oil.

Burn the fire with bean stems at the bottom of the pot, and stir-fry soybean sprouts with hot soybean oil on top, which is more exciting than Cao Zhi's "cooking beans to burn Osmunda".

After all, there were only two brothers, but now there are three.

If the soybeans are ground, there are more ways to eat them.

After the ground beans are filtered, they are put in a pot and boiled to make soy milk.

Take it out and add some brine or gypsum, and stir it a little bit to become bean curd.

After a few more stirs, it will become tofu nao.

After the bean curd is put into the mold and soaked in water, it becomes tofu.

Unlike sweet and salty or plain tofu, there are many ways to eat tofu.

Mapo tofu, fish head tofu, shallot mixed tofu, Changsha stinky tofu...

As long as you think about it for a while, countless ways to eat come to mind.

If you count soy products such as dried tofu, artificial meat, tofu skin, tofu skin, etc., then there are more ways to eat them.

When it comes to various and delicious food, no country or nation in later generations can catch up with Han Cheng's motherland.

"Slip~"

As expected of a guy from a foodie empire, just thinking about it for a moment, his mouth can't help but saliva overflows.

Han Cheng slobbered without the image of a son of God, but the senior officials of the Qingque tribe who were surrounded by him didn't feel the slightest bit wrong about it.

It wasn't because they had seen Shenzi drooling too much, they were already used to it.

But even for the most wise and well-informed witch, a crystal line was drawn from the corner of his mouth, flowing all the way to the ground.

If he is like this, let alone the rest.

The most delicious second senior brother, the ground in front of him was wet with palm-sized piece, and it was full of saliva.

Zhicai only talked about one soy product, and that was it before he finished talking. Han Cheng felt that if he told them about the exquisiteness of food in later generations, the house would probably be directly submerged by water.

Han Cheng stopped talking, and squatted there to relive the various delicacies of later generations, and the Wus also squatted there, drooling and looking dazed.

The room fell silent for a while.

After a while, several people came back from the gourmet world depicted by Han Cheng one after another. After wiping off their saliva, they stared at the inconspicuous soybeans in the bamboo sieve.

It seemed that what appeared in front of their eyes was not soybeans, but the unheard of delicious food described by Shenzi.

Among them, Shang and Mao were the most delighted. They never thought that they would get such a good thing for the tribe in exchange for this trip!

Mao has the best memory, not only remembering the source of the soybeans, but also the scene of exchanging soybeans.

Thinking of the fact that the tribal leader wanted to give him and others some more soybeans, but they simply refused, without Han Cheng doing anything, Mao himself gave himself two slaps first.

If I had known that the raw soybeans did not taste very good, but they were such a precious and delicious food, Guisun would not have wanted them.

After giving himself two slaps, Mao immediately stood up, with an annoyed expression and an excited plea to Han Cheng, he was willing to take people to set off immediately, go to that tribe, and exchange all their soybeans .

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shang also came to his senses, standing up and beating his chest to indicate that he also had a share.

It doesn't matter if Shang and Mao have such thoughts, they are originally members of the trade team, and that's what they do.

Big Brother, Second Senior Brother, Sha Junior Brother, and Gu, all of them joined in the fun as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, what's going on?

They joined in the fun and clamored to exchange all the soybeans from that tribe, that's all. Wu, you are an old man, why don't you have any sense of being an old man, so why are you messing around?

For foodies, the power of food is indeed endless.

Looking at this group of excited people, Han Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't calm down until he kicked each of them in the buttocks.

Of course, except for Wu, this is a big boss, and Han Cheng dare not kick him, nor can he afford to kick him.

If he took advantage of the situation and lay down on the ground, he probably wouldn't be able to get up without eating seven or eight meals.

In the future, Shang and Mao, who had lost a lot of weight in the shuttle back and forth, rushed back to sleep, and let the senior brothers go to work on their own affairs. Han Cheng, who faced Soybean alone, left a wild smile...

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The soybeans brought back by the Qingque tribe's trade team were cleaned up by Han Cheng.

The quantity is not large, only half a jar, a little more than five catties.

For these beans, if there is less bean dregs and the water used to grind the tofu is good, it is not a problem to produce a tofu.

In the process of making tofu, you can also make some soy milk or tofu flower to drink.

After swallowing a few times, Han Cheng suppressed the impulse.

Although Shang and Mao both said that the tribe still had a lot of soybeans, Han Cheng didn't want to take the risk just to be on the safe side.

If when Shang and the others go again, that tribe eats up all the remaining soybeans, wouldn't it be a big loss?

If the tribe wanted to plant soybeans, wouldn't it have to be postponed for another year?

Moreover, there was no stone mill in the tribe at this time, without this tool, it would be quite troublesome to make beans into pulp.

So Han Cheng held back abruptly.

Even though he wanted to get the soybeans from that tribe earlier, Han Cheng still did not agree to Shang and Mao's request.

Instead of letting them go immediately, they were forced to rest in the tribe for seven days before they were sent out again.

Soybeans are important, but the people in the tribe are even more important. In Han Cheng's perception, the lives of everyone in the Qingque tribe are much more important than those foreign objects.

Another reason is that the five deer traveling with the caravan have come into estrus one after another, so they need to stay in the tribe and let Uncle Deer help them solve their physiological problems.

When they set off, Han Cheng took out the small piece of granite again and asked them to go to the tribe with granite and bring back a few regular pieces of granite.

It's time for the mason to chisel out some stone and grind it out.

Granite, which is hard and not easy to wear, is the best material for stone grinding.

If it is a large milling plate with a roller to grind rice, there is no need to be so particular about the materials used.