The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Song Fubao precisely controlled the amount of gypsum powder and poured it in. When it was cooked to the shape of bean curd, she suddenly remembered that there was still bean curd to drink, so without further ado, she directed Grandma Song to scoop up as much as a soup pot.

Then I took a chopstick and tossed it casually, and inserted it firmly into the pot just right, which means that the cooking is done, and the subsequent molding is not a problem.

So the two elder brothers pulled the gauze that had been washed again, and spread it flat in the smallest pot. My father, Boss Song, quickly scooped out the bean curd cubes from the pot and poured them in.

Looking at the white and tender bean curd, everyone was amazed and shocked to refresh the world view!

"Sister, is this tofu? It's so white, so tender, and it looks delicious!"

"Yes, yes, how did you know to do this? No one has ever done this before. Sister, you are too powerful. You really deserve to be Fu Bao!"

"I really want to take a bite, grandma, can we have a bite?"

"Fubao is really powerful, Bodhisattva is really powerful, my old Song family is really powerful!" Grandma Song muttered to the side.

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"This is not tofu, it's called bean curd, and it's also a way to eat it. I'll teach you later!" Song Fubao was also very happy, and then he directed his father to fold and wrap the bean curd with gauze, put it on with a heavy object, and wait. When it was formed, I came back to explain the bean curd to everyone.

After hearing this, Grandma Song regained her spirits and hurriedly asked in her ear, "So the Bodhisattva taught you how to make bean curds? It's amazing. Our family is going to get rich and finally live a good life. I knew you We won’t stop you from cooking when you were young.”

Grandma Song only felt regretful.

The hard times of the relationship in the past few years are all caused by them?

"One catty of beans and three catties of tofu, right? It's much more durable than beans, and it's delicious!" Grandma Song became more and more excited as she spoke, "How do you eat tofu curd?"

Seeing that she was almost incoherent in excitement, Song Fubao immediately swallowed the words that could be made into dried tofu, mildewed tofu, and stinky tofu, that's all, she had to proceed step by step, she was really afraid that Grandma Song would faint from happiness.

Song Fubao started to talk about how to eat bean curd, including salted bean curd and sweet bean curd, but because my cousin just made wild honey yesterday and everyone loves sweet food, the whole family chose sweet bean curd.

Just poke the bean curd into small pieces, pour honey on it, the white mud is golden yellow, it is very fresh and beautiful, which greatly increases people's appetite.

"Fubao, is this really something I can eat? It looks so beautiful!"

"Yes, yes, sister, this looks so delicious, you can eat it first, I can't bear it!"

"It's white and tender, and it smells delicious. Everyone, try it quickly. If it tastes good, can our family sell tofu curds in the future? This breakfast is no worse than meat buns. The most important thing is that it's a hundred miles away, and it must be ours." A family, rare!"

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Finally, under the eyes of everyone, Father Song picked up a trembling piece of bean curd with his chopsticks, and fell back into the bowl in the next second. Fu Baoniang quickly handed over the only spoon in the house and scooped it up. Take a spoonful and put it in your mouth.

Papa Song pursed his mouth, it was so tender and smooth, it melted in his mouth, sweet and delicious, it slid down his throat.

"How about it, talk!" Grandma Song said impatiently, "Boss talker, is it delicious? What does it taste like!"

For the first time, Father Song didn't answer Grandma Song's question, but just ate mouthful after mouthful, which made the others almost cry, so they all followed suit.

Everyone was shocked. This was the first time they had received the shock of something completely different after living for so long. It was an unparalleled shock!

Everyone is gobbling.

After eating a bowl, I still can't get enough.

"Sister, it's delicious. It's really delicious. I don't know how to say it. Anyway, it's the best thing I've ever eaten in my life!"

"That's right, third brother is right, it tastes better than roasted bird eggs, and it's on the same level as pork in my heart!"

"Fubao, you are really the lucky bag of the family. Mother is right, and the fortune teller is right. You are the lucky bag, and you will bring good luck to the Song family hahaha." Father Song wept with joy, He quickly touched his eyes and covered his tears.

The whole family was as happy as Chinese New Year, and Song Fubao also felt very satisfied.

Everyone was looking forward to the tofu coming out of the pot even more, and the brothers even squatted next to the pot of bean curd and waited.

About a quarter of an hour later, Song Fubao untied the gauze and tested it with his hands, and it was almost solidified. Because of the small portion, he only made three catties of soybeans, and the output was only about ten catties of tofu.

It's just as big as a washbasin.

"Grandma, grandpa, grandma, father, uncle, aunt, the tofu is ready, bring a knife!" Song Fubao shouted, and the whole family quickly gathered around.

"Fubao, what to do, tell Grandma, I'll come, you're too young, don't use the knife!" Grandma Song pulled Song Fubao to stand up, and squatted herself ready to go.