Butcher Zhang of Wu Tofu Family

After dinner, Wu Zheng lit the oil lamp.

Accidentally delayed until this point in time, Wu Zheng looked at the sky, the weather will be fine tomorrow, and the house is full of stars and moons today, which is extremely beautiful.

Wu Zheng took out ten catties of soaked beans, brought them to the stone mill, set up the props, and started grinding soybean milk.

Originally, Wu Zheng's family had a donkey, but Wu Zheng asked his father and Ah Ma to take the donkey for transportation, so now Wu Zheng is the only one who pushes the stone mill.It was at this time that Wu Zheng didn't dislike his body, which was not like his brother's, and he could do everything by himself.

... Maybe he can help Murray do what he can't do, although it shouldn't be possible?How could there be something Murray couldn't do?

Thinking too much is nothing but mediocrity.

Put the soaked beans into the stone mill little by little, turn it around, put a spoonful of beans, little by little, you must be patient when doing this, and you can only do it with patience.

A dull grind.

Wu Zheng has watched his father and Ah Mo make tofu since he was a child, and now he does it by himself.

Wu Zheng has never lacked patience and perseverance.

"Why don't you go buy a cow at the end of the month? Then replace it with the green head, but will it be too wasteful? Let's go back and discuss it with Ah Mo."

Wu Zheng was talking to himself while doing things.

This is a stunt that Wu Zheng has practiced since he was a child. He chats with himself when he is alone and bored.

It also proved that this is a very time-killing thing.

Before I knew it, the soy milk had been ground.

The Wu family has a habit of leaving the ground soybean milk for a period of time.

Now there is only Wu Zheng alone, so it's not a waste of time. After grinding the soy milk, he hurriedly went to fetch water and boil it, and there was no delay.

Half a quarter had passed by the time the water was boiled.

Pour the bean dregs slurry on the surface into a filter screen above the cauldron, and then dilute it according to the installation ratio. This depends on your own work.

The next step is to press the bean dregs to produce soy milk.

This kind of vigorous work usually takes a very long time to do. Fortunately, there are tools handed down from ancestors.

The next thing is to boil the rice paste and order tofu.

The boiled soy milk is full of foam, take out the Physalis prepared earlier.

Wu Zheng took out a large bucket of physalis and started ordering tofu.

This is also the secret book of Wujia Tofu Square, Physalis.

Because it was too hot, Wu Zheng had already changed his clothes into the simplest bunt vest. Although he was the only one in the room, as a brother, he was still embarrassed to take off all his shirts.

Wu Zheng added the physalis step by step, and then slowly stirred in a circular motion.

Every time I stir it in a big circle, the sweat is left along the skin, and there are traces of sweat on the face and back.

The beautiful muscles on the back are bulging with the movement, and the trace of my brother on the waist, which is the trace of a red flower, faintly emerges.

Strength and beauty are here, and perhaps, there is more.

But in the middle of the night, no one saw such a beautiful scene.

And Wu Zheng also reached the most important moment, Douhua appeared.

At this time, the most important thing to pay attention to is the heat.

It can't be too big, or it will burn, and it can't be too small, or it won't be fully solidified.

But Wu Zheng was already familiar with such things, and he wasn't too nervous.

After waiting for a while, the beancurd and water have been completely separated.

Wu Zheng scooped out the water from the bean curd.

Then spread the gauze on the abrasive tool, and the rest is much simpler.

After putting the bean curd in, press the time for a stick of incense.

After suppressing it, and then processing the tofu, Wu Zheng can rest.

But now it is Haizheng time.

I have to get up early in the morning to make water-milled tofu. Normally, Wu Zheng would have made the tofu at night, but today I'm a little too tired.Sure enough, I still need someone to help.

Weary, Wu Zheng fetched well water, first soaked the beans for the tofu he was going to make tomorrow morning, and then cleaned himself well.

Then rest.

The next day, he got up before dawn to make tofu again. Today, Wu Zheng was going to visit his father and Ah Mo in the outskirts of the city, so he didn't make much tofu, and he was quite familiar with making it.

As soon as the water-milled tofu was pressed, someone came and started calling for the door.

Wu Zheng hurried to the door and opened it. It was the younger brother from yesterday.

"Morning, brother Wu, today I'm here to get the tofu." The second brother said with a smile, his attitude seemed to be a little more affectionate than yesterday.

"Oh, please wait a moment, I'll get you tofu." Wu Zheng said hastily when he saw it was him.

Then after walking in, I took a look at the tofu being pressed. This water-ground tofu is not thick tofu. It will be fine after pressing for a while. After pressing for a long time, the taste will be bad.

Wu Zheng strode into the room, took out the tofu, handed it to the second brother, and then immediately went back to remove the pressed material from the tofu.

"Second brother, please wait for me. That plate of tofu weighs [-] catties. Now I'm going to make some tofu." Wu Zheng said without looking outside.

The second brother, that is, Wei Xiaoyu, even though he took the plate of tofu, he really didn't take it right away, and almost knocked it over.

Fortunately, there were other people around, and the real tofu man was sent from the building, and Xiaoyu just heard that he was coming to get tofu, so he just came out to play.

It's just that Wu Zheng only knew Wei Xiaoyu, so he directly ignored the person standing beside Wei Xiaoyu.

But there was also a reason because Wu Zheng was making tofu.

Wei Xiaoyu saw that the people around him took the tofu, and then Wei Xiaoyu directly stretched out his hand: "Give me the money bag for payment, and I will go in and give the money to Brother Wu."

The man held up the [-]-jin board of tofu steadily with one hand, then untied the money bag around his waist with the other hand, and gave the money bag to Wei Xiaoyu without asking a word.

After Wei Xiaoyu took the purse, he said, "Go back first, I'll be back later."

Then walked into the tofu workshop room.

Last time, he purposely disguised himself as a man so as not to enter a younger brother's room. This time, Wei Xiaoyu didn't disguise, nor put on the second brother's clothes, and walked into Wu's Tofu Shop openly.

"What are you doing? Is this making tofu?" Wei Xiaoyu saw that Wu Zheng was cutting the tofu into pieces, and the tofu was still steaming.

Then put the tender and raw tofu into the prepared wooden barrel to cool down, then take it out and cover it with wet gauze.

Put it on the window of the store, and hang the signboard of Wujia Tofu.

"Well, this tofu is ready." Wu Zheng let out a long breath: "Fortunately, the time is on time this time, otherwise we won't be able to catch up."

Then Wu Zheng turned around and saw that it was the second brother standing there.

Huh?This little brother seems a little different from yesterday?

"Hehe." Wei Xiaoyu laughed seeing Wu Zheng's dumbfounded appearance, completely different from the shrewd man he bought and sold with yesterday: "Come on, this is today's payment, Brother Wu, is it right for you to come and take a look? "

Wu Zheng took the money for more than ten Wen, weighed it in his hand a little, then looked at Wei Xiaoyu and said, "Second brother... oh no, it's this little brother, the money is correct."

"That's right." Wei Xiaoyu waved his hand boldly.

Even though he finished speaking like this, Wu Zheng glanced at Wei Xiaoyu, and Wei Xiaoyu had no intention of leaving at all.

Then Wei Xiaoyu noticed Wu Zheng's gaze, and smiled heartily: "My name is Wei Xiaoyu."

Hearing this, Wu Zheng said reflexively, "I...my name is Wu Zheng."

"I know you're Wu Zheng! I've heard about you a long time ago." Wei Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Zheng's body tensed slightly, but he relaxed under Wei Xiaoyu's smile: "Brother Wei, do you have anything else to do?"

After hearing Wu Zheng's words, Wei Xiaoyu said, "You can call me Xiaoyu directly, can I call you A Zheng?"

It was the first time Wu Zheng met such a person, and he directly wanted to be friends with him, and he was still a little brother, which made Wu Zheng a little at a loss.

In the past, people who made friends with him were all because of Murray. Although they said they wanted to be friends with him, not many were so direct and very friendly.

Wu Zheng didn't feel the malice from the other party.

"Well, yes." Wu Zheng said, and then looked at the sky outside, and the number of people going to the market on the street began to increase.

"Ah! What is this? Tofu? It doesn't feel like it?"

Just as Wu Zheng wanted to say that he was going to start business now that the sky was getting up, Wei Xiaoyu suddenly called out to the wooden barrel next to him.

Wu Zheng hurried over to take a look. It was a small bucket of bean curd, the tender bean curd that Wu Zheng likes very much, and he was going to sell it.

"This is Douhua, Xiao, Xiaoyu." Wu Zheng shyly called out Wei Xiaoyu's name: "I'm going to do business now..."

Before Wu Zheng finished speaking, Wei Xiaoyu knew what he was going to say.

Wei Xiaoyu didn't insist on staying, but just lingered for a while at the bucket of bean curd, and then asked, "Is this bean curd also going to be sold?"

Wu Zheng nodded, then smiled and said to Wei Xiaoyu, "Would you like to try a bowl?"

Wei Xiaoyu hesitated for a long time and was ready to ask this sentence, but when Wu Zheng said this sentence on his own initiative, his eyes immediately sparkled, like a puppy.

Looking at it, Wu Zheng thought it was very amused, so he quickly whipped up a bowl of bean curd, and then scooped out a spoonful of brown-red water from the bucket on the other side and put it into the bean curd.

Then handed it to Wei Xiaoyu who was waiting at the side.

With shining eyes, Wei Xiaoyu carefully scooped out a spoonful of bean curd, and the feeling of taking a bite made Xiaoyu feel great.

Then he killed the bowl of bean curd with three strokes and two strokes. It turned out that the strange spoonful of water was sugar water.

"A Zheng, this is really delicious! How much is a bowl, I want another bowl!" Wei Xiaoyu said contentedly: "I seem to have eaten this at my brother's place, but the ones at my brother's place are salty, and there are a lot of them. ingredients and condiments, but I still think you are so delicious, Ah Zheng!"

"Salty and sweet, don't they have their own tastes?" Murray's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "A Zheng, have you had breakfast yet?"

When Wu Zheng heard this, a smile subconsciously appeared on his face: "Murui, have you had breakfast? Would you like a bowl of bean curd? Ah, by the way, this is my new friend named Wei Xiaoyu."

The clothes Zhang Murui wore this time were not the Confucian long gowns he wore yesterday, but very simple bunts, which showed his heroic spirit even more.

"I know him, he is Wei Yan's younger brother." Zhang Murui said, "I didn't get over something yesterday, so you're not worried?"

Wu Zheng lowered his head slightly, and something seemed to flash across his face: "Well, when I saw you didn't come yesterday, I thought you must be busy with your business."

Wei Xiaoyu watched the relationship between these two people, and unconsciously touched his own arm, it was too numb.

This kind of atmosphere, other people can't get in at all.

The author has something to say:

_(:з」∠)_, I really want to eat bean curd, the bean curd shop near the school tastes so weird, I can’t stand it.

Then I like the positive color, salty bean curd and sweet bean curd, I also like the tasteless one, and I also like the hot and sour one. I am a foodie who can accept even the legendary god horse!

_(:з」∠)_, I really want to eat fresh meat mooncakes. Last time I went home and said I was going to make them, but I was too busy and forgot QWQ

Meme, ball message ball collection

I feel that every time I act cute, I am acting stupid, and I can't look directly at it.

PS: In the hour, the first hour is called the beginning, and the next hour is called the positive.