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Chapter 462 Soy Milk

Seeing that Su Zizhong was still standing aside with a bit of a loss in his eyes, Su Ziling laughed out loud, "It's okay. If we can't finish it, we'll make it into hairy tofu. If not, we can just pick it out and sell it. We can't waste it. Just go about your business, don't worry."

Hearing that it could be sold, he relaxed a little. Why did he forget that if he couldn't finish the food, he could actually pick it out and sell it.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and continued his work.

At this time, Su Ziling and Su's father had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

The father and daughter started grinding beans while chatting and laughing. The creaking sound of the stone mill sounded in the yard. After grinding for half an hour, they estimated that they had ground two kilograms of beans. Su's father wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized that Something is wrong.

"Xiaoqing, this grinding is a bit slow. Half an hour has passed and only two kilograms have been grinded. It will take a day to grind out these twenty kilograms."

Su Ziling also fell into deep thought. At that time, she was thinking about soaking ten pounds of tofu and blood sausage and then making hairy tofu.

Who would have thought that Su Zizhong actually soaked twenty kilograms directly, and she just ignored one point, the hand grinder is not as good as the machine.

Mr. Su happened to be passing by. He heard what they were saying and glanced at the buckets of soaked soybeans. After a while, he finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Who soaked these soybeans? Are you stupid enough to soak them?"

Without waiting for their reply, he found a pole and picked up two buckets, "Zizhong, send a few buckets to your third uncle's house."

"Both families have grinding machines, so let's grind them together. It's really going to take one person to grind, and he won't be able to finish grinding until night."

After Mr. Su finished speaking, he picked up the soybeans and left. Su Zizhong took a few buckets and chased after him.

The father and son looked at each other in confusion, then looked at the soybeans at their feet, and burst out laughing together.

Su's father lowered his voice, "No one in the family knows how to make tofu, and we have never ground it. I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to grind the soaked beans."

Su Ziling also nodded. She mainly forgot about the speed of hand grinding.

"Looks like I have to make tofu today."

"If I can finish it in one day, I will burn a lot of incense, twenty kilograms..." Su's father said, unable to hold back his laughter.

"Let's heat up two pots. You have to work faster together. You must put the tofu and blood sausage in the afternoon, otherwise it won't taste the same tomorrow." Su Ziling said and added another spoonful of beans.

"There's enough for a pot in the bucket. You can carry it out first and ask your mother to come out and help me add beans." Su's father glanced at the full bucket.

"Okay, Dad, you can grind it first, and I'll call my mother." Su Ziling didn't hesitate. The beans were soaked too much, so she had to hurry up, otherwise she wouldn't be able to finish them today.

I'm afraid the beans will become sour after soaking in the afternoon. You can't make tofu from sour beans.

"Auntie, you go help my dad add beans, and I'll cook."

Mother Su put her hands on her apron and wiped the water, "What's wrong? The rice here is almost ready. I'll stir-fry some vegetables and then we'll have dinner."

Su Ziling hung up the prepared cross and tied the gauze at the same time, "My eldest brother soaked too many beans, and the soaked beans are more difficult to grind and the speed is slow. My father and I grinded two kilograms in half an hour. This requires one person to grind it, and I guess it won’t be possible even in the dark.”

Su A'nai, who was cutting the meat, straightened up, her eyes full of doubts, "How can there be too much beans in ten kilograms? It only costs thirty or forty kilograms of tofu. I guess it will be just right if you put the intestines of two pigs in. Ten kilograms of grinding two. It’s almost an hour and a half.”

Su Ziling was silent and added in a low voice, "My eldest brother didn't soak up ten pounds, but twenty pounds."

After she finished speaking, Su A'nai's eyes widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, "How much?"

"Twenty pounds." Su Ziling repeated.

Su'a's pacifier corner twitched, "This kid, didn't I tell him to soak ten pounds?"

She even wondered if she had said something wrong.

Su Ziling nodded, expressionless, "Well, he also said, Grandma, you asked him to soak ten pounds, but he saw that ten pounds was a bit low, so he soaked another ten pounds."

Su A Nai: "..."

"So of my thirty kilograms of beans, he boiled them down to only ten kilograms?"

Su Ziling nodded numbly.

"Those are the seeds I saved. I thought I would use ten kilograms to make tofu, and the remaining twenty kilograms would be enough for planting..."

Last year, the harvest of beans interplanted in the corn field was pretty good. Not only did the corn harvest not decrease, but the bean production also increased.

Beans and corn are planted at the same time, and the beans mature first. When the beans are pulled out, the sweet potatoes are planted. By the time the corn is harvested, almost all the sweet potatoes cut out are alive and well established.

Mr. Su and the others also discovered that the survival rate of sweet potatoes interplanted in a corn field was much better than that of a separate field. With the corn trees providing shade, the sweet potatoes were less likely to die in the sun.

So they agreed early in the morning that next year the corn fields would still be interplanted. This year they just planted a few plots on a trial basis and the harvest was pretty good. Next year they can all arrange for interplanting.

There are also sweet potatoes. This year I deliberately buried some sweet potato seedlings. Next year I plan to plant all the corn fields with sweet potatoes. When the sweet potatoes are harvested, they will be planted in early spring.

Calculated this way, their family is equivalent to planting three crops.

As a result, the soybean seeds are now being smashed...

Su Ziling wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh at the thought of having to make tofu for a day.

"Ah, grandma, if the seeds are gone, then they are gone. We can just buy some more when the time comes. I was thinking that if this tofu is made well, we can sell it in the mountain col."

"Isn't tofu just for cooking? Can it also be used as a snack?" Su A'nai had a trace of surprise on her face.

"Yes, you can make soy milk, and you can also make tofu curds. You can make sweet tofu curds, salty tofu curds, and spicy tofu curds."

"It's easy and convenient to make, and it tastes pretty good. In addition to making tofu pudding and soy milk, you can also make sizzling tofu. Then you can make a pot that looks like a tray."

"Spray some oil to fry the tofu, sprinkle it on the dry dish we made ourselves, and add some folded root, coriander, chopped peanuts, sesame seeds and chopped green onion. The smell is fragrant. When it is fried in the mountain col, a gust of wind blows. Yes, the whole col is full of fragrance.”

Mother Su swallowed her saliva after being told, "What you said made my mouth water. Can you do it alone here?"

"Okay, you go help my dad. I'll pull up the steamer. I won't be cooking today. I'll make a pot of tofu first and eat the tofu later."

Su Ziling scooped the ground soy milk and bean dregs into the gauze, shook it gently, and filtered the bean dregs through the gauze.

If it is not filtered clean once, it will take two times. After filtering, put the soy milk directly into the pot and boil it over high heat. The soy milk will foam and slowly rise. At this time, it is falsely cooked.

It needs to be turned to medium-low heat and boiled for as long as a cup of tea (ten minutes). At this time, the soy milk is really cooked.

Smelling the strong bean aroma, Su Ziling scooped out several bowls of soy milk, sprinkled it with sugar, and a bowl of soy milk with rich bean aroma and sweetness was ready.

"Grandma, drink soy milk!" She first brought a bowl to Su Grandma, and then called out to Twenty who was busy outside.

"Twenty, drink soy milk!"