I am a primitive

Because the tofu skin picked out with a wooden shovel overlaps and sticks together in many places, and it cannot be pulled with force, because the thin tofu skin will break if the force is too strong.

It is even more difficult than pancakes that failed to turn over the first time.

Holding a wooden shovel, Han Cheng frowned and looked at the ugly tofu skin on the bamboo pole, and began to think of a way.

Not long after, he put down the wooden shovel in his hand, explained to Qing Hua Qingcao and others in the kitchen, then turned and walked outside.

While Qinghua and the others were waiting, Han Cheng, who had been out for a while, came back again, holding two broken bamboo pieces in his hand.

The bamboo slices are more than one meter long, about three centimeters wide, and two to three millimeters thick.

Han Cheng cleaned the two bamboo pieces, and took them to the side of the big vat containing soybean milk.

At this time, the top layer of soy milk in the vat had solidified again to form a thin film.

Han Cheng held a piece of bamboo in one hand, poked it vertically from the edge of the vat separately, and then picked it up.

Following his movements, the entire film was picked up completely by two separated bamboo pieces.

Moreover, unlike when using a wooden shovel, the lifted film is still spread out and not glued together.

Han Cheng picked up the soy milk that stood here and drained it for a while with a bamboo piece, and then picked it up on the bamboo pole.

There are no extra folds on the whole bean curd, not to mention that it will be folded together like the previous one, which is perfect.

After being intoxicated with himself for a while, Dashenzi Han came to the front of the vat again. After waiting for a moment, another layer of skin gradually solidified on top of the soybean milk that had just been peeled off.

Han Cheng held the bamboo slice in his hand and struck again.

Han Cheng's idea of ​​picking tofu skin with two bamboo slices did not come out of thin air, but when he was thinking of a way, he remembered that the bald boss in the sauced beef and spicy soup shop used bamboo slices for breakfast when later generations had breakfast. It's time to pick up the mille-feuilles with a diameter of [-] centimeters or larger.

I copied it and used it, and found that it is really easy to use.

After Han Cheng picked out a few of them, he handed over the work to Qingcao who had been watching for a long time.

The method of making the bean curd skin was discovered by Qingcao, and Han Cheng improved it based on Qingcao's discovery to make it more perfect.

This relationship is the same as Cai Lun improved papermaking technology on the basis of his predecessors, making paper easier to use.

Uh... It can't be said that it's exactly the same, Han Cheng still has the source of happiness...

Because the bean curd skin has a lot to do with me, and I have been greatly praised by the Son of God for this, Qingcao is very conscientious in picking up the bean curd skin, not only with high efficiency and good quality, but also without feeling tired Even the new calcium-medium-calcium-high-calcium tablets, which are "a fart collapses on the fifth floor without much effort", will work.

So, in less than half a day, several bamboo poles of bean curd skin had already been produced in the big dining hall of the Qingque Tribe.

Faced with the new ingredient of tofu skin, Han Cheng, who didn't have much to do, cooked it himself in the afternoon.

Put a cleaned pig's head and eight pig's trotters into the big tank, put a stack of square tofu skins in the middle, and put a layer of pork on top. After adding water and seasoning, let people ignite the fire and start stewing.

It is said that if you want to make a good pot of stewed pork, you have to pay a lot of attention to it, from the selection of materials to ingredients, to the heat.

Han Cheng didn’t do stewed meat in his later generations, but if he couldn’t make a good one, it’s okay to make some mediocre ones.

The stewed meat he made was for the tribe to eat, not for sale, and there was no such thing as a "thrilling jump" for the product, so naturally there was no need to worry about losing money.

As for the fact that some people would think that the stewed food was not tasty, it was completely out of Han Cheng's consideration.

There are many people in their tribe who can eat white boiled meat and white meat can weigh two or three catties in one go. Now this braised pork with various seasonings that can be found in the tribe at present, if it is not unanimous by everyone Good reviews are weird.

Sure enough, before the stewed meat came out of the pot, Wu, senior brother and others had already followed the scent wave after wave to the kitchen, greedily inhaling the smell of the stewed meat and unwilling to leave.

After Han Cheng ordered the burner to stew slowly with a low fire, he looked at the sky outside, and pulled out a clay pot from a strange building outside, and got rid of the snow in the pot, revealing what's inside.

This is the liver left by the pigs that were slaughtered after the winter.

After it was cooked by someone arranged by Han Cheng, it was put into a basin and stored in what he called a refrigerator.

It's really a refrigerator.

A lot of clean ice from the river is placed inside the [-]cm one-story building, and clean snow is piled up outside the building. After the ingredients are put inside, they will be surrounded by ice and snow. Under such circumstances, the function of the refrigerator to keep fresh can be fully utilized. As long as the cold winter does not pass, the effectiveness of the refrigerator will not be compromised.

There is no way, poverty can not only fill people with fighting spirit, but also can make people give full play to their intelligence and talents under limited conditions, make use of everything, and make useful things, although it is a bit crude...

Cut the pork liver into slices, cut some sauerkraut into shreds, and cut the fresh tofu skin into shreds, put it in the pot and cook it, then put some small rapeseed in it when it comes out of the pot, a pot of delicious sour Fragrant pork liver soup appeared successfully...

"delicious!"

Sure enough, as Han Cheng thought, these guys in the tribe are all top foodies, and there will be no bad things at all. After eating the food made by Han Cheng, everyone is full of praise. I want to apply what I know and what I can praise to the wise Son of God.

Not only was the tofu skin not left, but even the stewed pork soup was eaten up by these ferocious guys who scooped it up with millet rice.

Among them, Qingcao eats stewed tofu skin the most. This is what Han Cheng specially explained in recognition of Qingcao's discovery of tofu skin.

Soybeans are really a very amazing thing!

The leader of the original Huangguo tribe who had eaten tofu skin, and now Dou, was full of emotion while thinking about the taste of tofu skin.

Such a good food, when he was in his own tribe, he was disgusted by himself and others. Now that he thinks about it, Dou feels that he is too ignorant...

Looking at the clean food, Han Cheng couldn't help but stand with his hands behind his back again. He is indeed a buried genius. Not only has he reached the best in the world in flute, but now he has reached the same level in cooking. No. [-] in the world.

It's so cold at the top...

A certain shameless son of God sighed here without the slightest sense of shame.

If people who are proficient in culinary arts in later generations hear his shameless emotion, they might hit him on the head with a spoon...

There are surprises every year, especially this year. If the unexpected appearance of tofu skin makes Han Cheng feel very happy, then the return of Junior Brother Sha, Mao and other members of the trade team will directly make Han Cheng happy. I'm about to pass out.

Looking at the people in the team who were wrapped in animal skins and looked at him and others in awe, Han Chengxiao's little tongue was trembling.

Although when the old primitives and others went back, the old primitives had already expressed to Han Cheng that after going back, they would persuade the leaders to bring the rest of the tribe to join their own tribe, and Han Cheng was also very enthusiastic. People made preparations to help the remaining people of the Feng and Linfeng tribes to migrate to their own tribe in winter, but Han Cheng was still not sure whether the old primitive people could succeed or not.

After all, the situation of the Wind Tribe and the Neighboring Wind Tribe is different from the Pig Tribe, Sheep Tribe, and Huangguo Tribe that joined their own tribe before.

Those tribes would choose to join their own tribes because they could no longer live on their own alone, while the Feng tribe and Linfeng tribe were not at the end of their rope, they could completely rely on their own strength to survive.

Especially with the food and salt that the old primitive people had earned in their own tribe by building roads for half a year, it became even more difficult for them to join their tribe.

Having lived here for more than ten years and having come into contact with so many tribes, Han Cheng still knows the leaders of these tribes quite well.

Most of the leaders, when the life of the tribe is still decent, few people will take the initiative to join the rest of the tribe, even if the tribe looks so rich and beautiful.

If this is not the case, under the continuous influence of the Qingque tribe on the surrounding tribes, the population of the Qingque tribe will definitely be much larger than it is now.

It is precisely because of knowing this that Han Cheng formulated a strategy to attract people from the Feng tribe and Neighboring tribe to continue working in his own tribe and continue to assimilate.

However, no matter what he thought or considered before, the people from these two tribes have now come to their own tribe collectively, and are planning to join their own tribe.