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

Although Song Fubao inherited the family's strong man, the family always subconsciously regard her as a cute little girl who needs protection, and never remember that she is actually very strong. A kitchen knife is just a pediatrician.

Song Fubao was also happy to enjoy the feeling of being loved by his family, and he obediently retreated behind Grandma Song, "Grandma, just cut it into cubes the size of your palm!"

As she spoke, she gestured a few times with her hands. Grandma Song understood in seconds, and immediately waved the kitchen knife to the tofu block.

She was shocked by the delicate and soft touch. She cut it in two or three strokes, then broke off a raw piece and tasted it, "This is tofu. It's not as delicious as bean curd, but it's still delicious. It's better than taro and soybeans." eat!"

"Grandma, I want to try it too!"

"Mother, give me a taste, what does it taste like, tofu, mother!"

"Old woman, hurry up, give me a piece too!"

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The whole family was so curious that they all stretched out their hands to ask for it. Grandma Song felt distressed while everyone broke off a piece as big as a thumb. The white and tender tofu was in stark contrast to their dark and rough palms.

Everyone couldn't wait to feed it into their mouths, and praised.

Song Fubao took the kitchen knife, filled two large bowls, and put them on the cutting board.

"Grandma, grandpa, dad, aunt, cousins, this tofu is still raw. Although it is edible, it is not very delicious and needs to be cooked. Let me make a whole tofu feast for dinner today, you guys Just help me get some shallots!"

"Okay, listen to you, we don't know how to do this, you will cook today's meal, you are done, we will do it in the future!" Grandma Song made a decision, and the others immediately went out to do their own work.

The hall brother also sat in front of the stove and took the initiative to light the fire.

"Great, my sister is going to cook again, it must be more delicious!"

"Ahhh, I'm going to chop some firewood, and I'm almost running out of firewood for making tofu!"

"A group of wild monkeys, come back quickly. I'll tell you, if anyone tells about the tofu making at home, I'll take their skin off. If they ask what they're doing today, they'll say they're washing furniture at home, okay?"

"I know, I know, we are not fools!"

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Song Fubao listened, and began to arrange the tofu banquet with peace of mind. There was a lack of oil at home, so he couldn’t make anything that required too much oil, and there was no seasoning, and he couldn’t make anything that was too complicated, so he had a brainstorm and filtered it. Come up with a few dishes.

Tofu mixed with shallots, wild vegetable tofu soup, fried tofu to make homemade tofu, this only needs to spread a layer of lard on the bottom of the pot, no oil is required, and there is a small piece of lean pork left yesterday, which can be used as minced meat Tofu.

There are also ingredients for egg tofu, but eggs are too expensive, Song Fubao had to give up, and ordered these three dishes, plus some steamed taro, the staple food last night was almost the same.

Song Fubao started to cook according to the cooking skills he learned in New Oriental. His movements were nimble, smooth, and fast. In just a few minutes, the aroma of food could be heard from the stove.

But the tofu tasted light and the impact was not strong, so the smell was not very surprising, but everyone was still looking forward to it. Two quarters of an hour later, the four tofu dishes were ready.

Several cousins ​​couldn't wait to bring it to the table. Aunt Tang came to pick up the taro from the pot, and the others took chopsticks and cleaned up the table in an orderly manner.

In just 3 minutes, the whole family came to the table neatly.

"Let's try it!" Song Fubao said, and everyone couldn't wait to get started. Grandpa Song took home-made tofu first. After being fried, the skin was slightly crispy, and the inside was so tender.

The crispy skin is mixed with seasoning juice, which is extra delicious.

Grandma Song first scooped up half a bowl of wild vegetable tofu soup with a spoon, and it was refreshing and refreshing. The tofu was tender and smooth, and it was delicious.

Then there is the tofu with minced meat tasted by Aunt Tang...

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The whole family ate non-stop, and everyone felt that there was not enough to eat. Fubao's mother, Li Xiuzhi, quickly filled Song Fubao's bowl, and rushed to eat it herself.

"It's so delicious, I can eat tofu for a month!"

"Grandma, let's eat tofu all the time, okay? Three catties of tofu can make two meals, but it only costs one catty of beans. It's much more cost-effective than eating beans directly, and it's even more delicious!"

"That's right, if I can eat tofu every day, I can go to the fields to do more work at night!"

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Everyone was actively proposing, but Father Song smiled, "I just know how to eat, wouldn't it be better for us to sell it for money, our family is too poor, the money is still real, there is Fubao, how much tofu do you want to make in the future?" .”

"That's right, that's right, big brother is right, but can we also join in this business, we can help sell it without silver taels!" Song's second child, who is Song Fubao's uncle, asked weakly .

Boss Song was about to agree, when he suddenly remembered that this was Fubao's tofu, so he looked back at her, and everyone looked at Song Fubao.

"Okay, of course, we are a family, but apart from us, no rumors will be made, everyone must keep it a secret!" Song Fubao nodded cheerfully. Although Tang Shu Tang and Aunt's family have separated, they have been helping themselves everywhere.