Furry has a good freshman gourmet restaurant

The dragon and the brave became more and more tacit, and the speed of the slurry was gradually accelerated. Soon, a large bucket of slurry was ground, and the milky white slurry was rippled by the remaining liquid dripping from the stone mill. The foamy, bean-like fragrance wafts around.

Alan didn't even care about the edamame in his hand, and stretched his head to look at the slurry in the bucket.

"It smells so good, An Ke, can I drink it now?"

Sure enough, as long as there is food, Alan will always be the one at the forefront, but it is a pity that raw soy milk cannot be drunk directly, and he does not want young people to vomit or have diarrhea due to those indigestible and absorbable species .

But thinking of this, An Ke has another worry. Speaking of drinking soy milk, as a southerner who once lived in the world, white sugar is indispensable. Unfortunately, there seems to be no such thing as white sugar or rock sugar on the mainland.

Do you want to try salted soy milk?

Ahh, he doesn't accept it!

Fluffy had no choice but to make another determination to find sugar cane or other plants that can extract white sugar instead. As long as he insists, he will definitely gather all five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, and strive for delicious food!

"I'm afraid not. If you want to have a bowel movement or have some other illness, you can try it." An Ke paused deliberately, and saw that Alan's expression became visibly frightened, and then turned around as a prank, "But You can go to the kitchen to prepare first."

The kitchen was only completed yesterday, and today is the first day it has been put into use. I borrowed firewood from the owner's house next door, and I may have to trouble these young people for the rest.

After receiving the order, Allen immediately became happy, jumped up and down to find Bernice, and then dragged Ryan next to him to the kitchen.

Anke wiped the dragon's sweat thoughtfully: "Okay, Clear, you and Leo take this bucket of slurry to the kitchen first, if it's not enough, we can continue grinding."

The brave man didn't expect the young man to help him wipe his sweat, but just wiped it with his sleeve wittily, and then took the initiative to follow the three of them with the bucket, and lamented in his heart that the relationship between the two adults is really close.

Everyone moved to the kitchen, and surrounded the kitchen eagerly, watching An Ke's next actions. For this group of people from other worlds, cooking vegetarian food was a relatively unfamiliar thing, but now An Ke wanted to make a food they didn't know at all. It is simply a fantasy to cook a delicacy with the slurry ground from the known plants, but the young man can clearly tell them that all this cannot be simpler.

What Anke needs to do now is to filter out the bean dregs in the slurry, otherwise the soy milk will have an obvious dregs texture when drinking, which will affect the taste. Moreover, if you order tofu, the slurry that has not been completely filtered cannot complete the next steps.

An Ke took out the bamboo rings that she wove while weaving the dustpan yesterday, and fixed the cotton cloth on it to ensure that the cotton cloth would not fall off when heavy objects passed through, before proceeding to the next step.

The filter screen made of cotton cloth is slightly higher, and still needs the help of the giant dragon. Put the bottom of the filter screen in the pot, hold the bamboo ring and lift it high, try to make the filter screen completely flat, and then the brave man scoops the slurry from the bucket with a basin, slowly Pour slowly into a strainer while Ryan and Bernice control the heat.

The thick, milky slurry passes through the strainer, leaving okara, which slides into the pot.

The two moved quickly, and a bucket of slurry was quickly filtered out, filling a pot of soy milk, and the filter was filled with the remaining bean dregs. An Ke planned to take it back to the two dwarf bears, and give it to the villagers if they didn't eat it. Use it to feed other animals, or to make some crispy bean dregs cakes, but he believes that this crushed taste may not be liked by many people.

After filtering, the giant dragon replaced Bernice and Ryan who were lighting the fire, and secretly used magic. The speed was indeed much faster. A pot of soy milk soon began to bubble. If the previous slurry was still mixed with a smell of beans, now The soy milk without impurities is full of a strange bean fragrance, and the milky white soy milk is flowing and bubbling in the pot, bringing back Anke's infinite childhood memories.

When I was young, the big thing at home was to cook soy milk and order a pot of tofu when the beans were harvested, and then share the food with the neighbors. Put a lot of it, and use it to fry tofu and make mapo tofu the next day, and you won't get tired of eating it for two more meals.

Moreover, he hasn't eaten a breakfast with soy milk and fried dough sticks for a long time.

Sometimes food is a kind of sustenance.

Thinking of this, An Ke couldn't help but feel a little moved. Even the hand scooping up the soy milk became much gentler. Without white sugar, he could only use a little honey to add some flavor, and put some salt in the rest. After all, the tastes of people in other worlds are different. It's very special, he can't guarantee that no one will really like salty soy milk.

After all, it's okay not to like it, but you can't disrespect it.

The hot soy milk immediately brewed the light yellow honey, and poured a bowl full. The original soy milk was wrapped in the sweetness of honey, and it smelled as if it had already warmed the stomach.

Allen looked greedy: "An Ke, An Ke, are you alright? Are you alright?"

Looking around again, I found that the throats of the people present were basically wriggling.

"Of course." An Ke pointed to the left and then to the right, "This side is added with honey, and the other side is added with salt."

An Ke walked towards the sweet soy milk without any doubt, picked up a bowl, blew on it lightly, took a sip, and couldn't help sighing comfortably.

The mouth is mellow, the bean fragrance is wrapped in the sweetness of honey, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and the throat and stomach are full of warmth.

In summer mornings, a bowl of iced soy milk cools down, and in winter mornings, a bowl of hot soy milk warms up.

Klier followed the young man to take a bowl of sweet soy milk, and after drinking it, he licked the froth of the soy milk on the corner of his lips, and then went to get a bowl of salty soy milk again, and still drank not a single drop.

Everyone present slurped two big bowls, and Bernice put down the bowls first, staring at the pot of soybean milk and fell into deep thought.

There's so much more, I can't finish it.

The little cook immediately thought that her "master" should have other uses for the soy milk, or some novel cooking technique. Every day is a day where you can learn something new.

"Anke, what are you going to do with the rest?"

An Ke's eyes flashed, and he smiled gratifiedly. He liked that Bernice always asked some satisfying questions at the right time.

The young man replied gently: "What we drink now is called soy milk, and I will use the rest to make tofu."

The girl repeated in doubt: "Tofu?"

An Ke turned around and waved to Ryan. This was another good opportunity for the two chefs to learn.

"Now you can watch from the sidelines and something magical will happen."

An Ke took out the gypsum he bought at the store where he bought lime before, which he discovered by accident, and kept it in good storage, waiting to find soybeans and use it to make tofu.

The dragon and the brave perform their own duties, while An Ke prepares gypsum water by the side, scoops off the excess foam floating above the soybean milk, uses a spoon to cooperate, and slowly pours the gypsum water into the pot, stirring gently to prevent it from becoming mushy. pot.

As time goes by, white things gradually precipitate out of the original milky white slurry, and the surrounding soybean milk becomes clear.

Bernice, who was observing closely, was the first to notice this change. Although she was usually calm, she couldn't help but exhaled softly at this time: "Ah, this is tofu, right?"

An Ke speeded up his hand and replied: "Yes, but it's not the best moment yet."

Soon, Ryan and Bernice understood what the best moment in the boy's mouth meant. The loose white pieces gradually formed in the pot and became a large solid object. Anke picked up the A chopstick poked the tofu in the pot, and it trembled a few times instead of breaking.

ha!This is the best moment!

The most important thing to pay attention to when ordering tofu is the heat and the amount of gypsum. If it is too tender, it will not form, and if it is too old, it will not be smooth and tender. The taste at this moment is the best, and it will not become crushed between chopsticks.

The last step is to cut the tofu in the pot into cubes, put it in a basin, pick up a piece and dry it with a cloth, and use it to make mapo tofu later.

While the tofu was still steaming, An Ke took out a pot and thoughtfully mixed red oil dipped in water, planning to send it to the neighbor who lent them firewood, which would also be good for attracting guests in the future.

Next to it is a clothing store, and there are still some customers in the store.

"Smell it? The smell of food?"

A middle-aged woman abducted her partner who was wearing a contestant, and vigorously flapped her nose.

The short, thin woman twisted her body impatiently: "I see that you are really hungry. How can there be food in the clothing store? Do you think this gemstone looks like stewed meat?"

"No no, oh, it smells so good! It's a strange smell that I've never smelled before."

At this time, the boss and An Ke were handing over at the door, and the two ladies also noticed it and looked over directly.

The tall woman seemed to have discovered something precious: "Look! I just said, it must be the smell of food."

"It's a pity it's not meat."

The short, skinny woman glanced at the tofu in the boss's hand with disdain. It looked strange, and it must be an unsightly food made by some poor people.

The boss smiled awkwardly at An Ke, but the young man didn't care. After all, people on the mainland still eat meat, and only a small number of villagers started to eat other foods. An Ke just glanced at it and continued to explain to the boss how to eat After speaking, he returned to the store with confidence.

The aroma of the red oil is really appetizing. The boss is very hungry at this time. When the food sent by An Ke is offered, no matter how novel it is, he puts a piece of chili oil in his mouth and sends it to his mouth. His pupils open instantly. Big, smacked his mouth with aftertaste.

"Oh! No, it's too fragrant. You're just too picky."

The tall man completely lost interest in shopping, and took the initiative to move to the side of the boss. The boss was stunned by the eyes of the customers, and he took a piece and asked, "Do you want a piece?"

So, the two ate in full swing, and the tall lady took the time to wave to her companion: "Don't be picky anymore, I dare say, I guarantee that this thing will catch the eyes of a gourmet like you."

The short lady touched her earring casually, walked over slowly, casually took the fork from her companion, took a sip carefully, and then turned to the boss: "Who was that boy just now? "

The boss only felt a little sweat on his forehead, but he still didn't look up from the delicious food: "It's the owner of the restaurant next door that hasn't opened yet."

She made up her mind in an instant, this restaurant was the first one she came to Vitruo to evaluate, the short lady raised her head proudly, she assured that she would definitely find something wrong, this is her hobby.

But An Ke next to him didn't know that his unopened restaurant had been targeted. He still shared the smooth and tender tofu with his companions, and even steamed some rice to mix it with. Add to recipes.