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The beautiful scenery and delicious food can always relax people's tense nerves.

Liu Yiyi was no exception. After experiencing the edification of nature, the pressure she imposed on herself became much lighter, and her mental state also improved significantly.

At least compared to the haggard look when he stayed up late to edit the film, he looked like a different person.

After getting off the bus, I looked at the distant sky, the setting sun was crumbling on the horizon, and I couldn't bear to leave, the afterglow shone on the layers of clouds.

Before the painter of nature left, he randomly splashed the sun rays on the sky and white clouds, dyeing half of the sky red, and enveloped the whole city in the warm sunset.

"Thanks to Mr. Jing Guang's suggestion, I will treat everyone to a special breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Walking on the street under the setting sun, Liu Yiyi didn't show the slightest tiredness on his face. When his eyes drifted past a certain tofu shop, he had a flash of inspiration and smiled a bit slyly.

Even if you can't see the landlady's expression, you can feel the joy in her heart just from her tone.

"Then I and Zhenping will be lucky tomorrow." Zhu Fu Jingguang cooperated very well.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the soft sunlight fell on his smiling eyes, and his gentle tone made people intoxicated.

It's a pity that no one saw it except for the ray of sunshine.

Ever since Zhu Fu Jingguang untied his heart knot during the police academy, Matsuda Jinping had seen him smile like this many times.

It's a pity that he, who is free and easy, is now comfortably wrapped in a small quilt, sleeping very happily.

The little curly hair, who is as unruly as I am, is lying obediently on the owner's forehead.

Back home, the three of them finished the hot noodle soup and leaned on their exclusive seats. Their empty stomachs were satisfied, but the tiredness of the day also slowly climbed up.

Especially Liu Yiyi, who was the weakest in physical strength but still the main force, yawned one after another until finally tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably, his red eyes seemed to have been greatly wronged.

We all know that yawning is contagious.

Even Matsuda Jinpei, who had already slept, couldn't help yawning, not to mention Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was running around in the cherry blossom forest.

Struggling with drowsiness, Liu Yiyi almost completed a series of housework such as clearing the table and cleaning soybeans with the help of body memory.

She almost fell asleep to soak her hair, said goodnight to the two partners in the living room, and then plunged into the bed and fell into a faint.

One advantage of going to bed early is that when you wake up the next day because of your biological clock, you can ensure that you have enough sleep time the night before.

However, compared to the other two, Liu Yiyi is still willing to bow down.

"Good morning, Yiyi." Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was jogging around the living room in the morning, heard the dull sound of landing and crying from inside the house. Landlady.

"Good morning, Mr. Jingguang. Good morning, Matsuda." After waiting for Zhu Fu Jingguang to run over, Liu Yiyi walked towards the kitchen energetically.

When I came to the kitchen, the soybeans that had changed the water before going to bed yesterday had changed their appearance, and their round bellies were huddled together in the water basin.

Taking out one that can be easily crushed with thumb and forefinger, Liu Yiyi nodded in satisfaction, put on her apron and rolled up her sleeves, as if to do a big job: "It's perfect!"

After simply rinsing the soaked soybeans, add a 100:1 ratio of water to the dry soybeans, and use a wall breaker to break out raw soybean milk.

For the sake of convenience, Liu Yiyi used the ready-mixed fried dough sticks powder that he bought out of curiosity last time. He only needed to add water to knead the dough according to the steps on the package, and then put a layer of damp cloth on it and let it stand for half an hour.

Filter out the bean dregs with a clean gauze, leaving only the soy milk. When a lot of white foam came out after boiling, she did not turn off the heat in a hurry, and adjusted the medium and low heat calmly, and continued to heat the soy milk that was in a false boiling state.

Five minutes later, with the disappearance of the white foam, the rich bean aroma rushed towards Liu Yiyi.

Seeing that there was really too much soy milk in the pot, Liu Yiyi thought about it, poured out some of it and put it in a glass bottle, and put it aside for today's drink.

While the remaining soy milk has not had time to cool down, use a little warm water to dissolve the lactone until there are no particles.After confirming that the temperature of the soy milk had cooled to 90 degrees, Liu Yiyi neatly poured it from the height into the electric rice cooker filled with lactone liquid.

After being covered with heat, she carefully skimmed off the foam on the surface and stopped stirring the liquid. After turning on the heat preservation mode, her heart was filled with anticipation.

The diced fungus and shiitake mushrooms prepared in advance are sautéed with scallion oil with minced beef, seasoned with light soy sauce chicken essence and salt, and then added with water and seaweed to boil.

Finally, thicken the sauce with starch and gradually thicken it. The fast-handed but not inferior marinade reminded Liu Yiyi of her favorite breakfast in childhood.

"It's very fragrant." Zhu Fu Jingguang's surprised voice woke her up.

"Wait a few more minutes and we'll be ready for dinner."

Wearing PVC gloves, Liu Yiyi spread a thin layer of cooking oil on the chopping board and hands, and the fully fermented dough was stretched out in her nimble hands and pressed into a long sheet.

Considering the size of the diners at home, she took out a small extra ball and rolled it into a thin slice the width of a Band-Aid.

After being cut into two-finger-wide strips, they were stacked in pairs, and were slightly pressed from the middle by the slender chopsticks, leaving obvious but no break marks.

Showing the pulling process to Zhu Fu Jingguang who was carefully watching, Liu Yiyi first swung the green embryo out of the oil pan, then slowly let go, and continued to repeat the previous process proficiently.

While stirring the fried dough sticks with her chopsticks, she said cheerfully, "This is the magic of dough."

If it weren't for his current body shape, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had itchy hands, would also like to learn from the landlady.

Waiting for Bai Youshou in the pot to swell and turn into a golden-yellow chubby, Liu Yiyi didn't turn off the fire. Instead, he cheered up and carefully controlled the heat to fry mini fried dough sticks.

Even she had to fumble twice to find the right temperature and time.

As a master of time management, Liu Yiyi turned off the timer, opened the rice cooker, and scooped out the protagonist who could cause a fierce war of words in the motherland with a spoon.

Where there is it, there will be disputes.

The white and tender bean curd stands tremblingly in the spoon, and looks transparent in the sun, giving people the illusion that they can be broken by blowing bombs.

Unsure of the tastes of Zhu Fu Jingguang and Matsuda Jinping, Liu Yiyi specially prepared two flavors: bean curd with marinade and bean curd with sugar.

For Liu Yiyi himself, salty tofu is breakfast, and sweet bean curd is dessert, both have their own flavors.

If you do it once, you must have both!

Freshly baked Chinese breakfast, listening to Matsuda Zhenping and Zhu Fu Jingguang's "tofu nao", "douhua" and "fried dough sticks" with cute accents, Liu Yiyi smiled and took pictures of the scene in front of him.

Pour special chili oil and stir the steaming tofu nao. Liu Yiyi scoops up a spoonful and stuffs it into his mouth.

Properly processed tofu nao does not have any fishy smell, and the strong bean aroma permeates, followed by a strong sense of presence from the marinade.

Under the joint effect of seaweed and beef, the marinade has a strong fresh fragrance, and a small handful of coriander thrown in before the meal once again enhances the flavor and shocks the taste buds.

The soft and tender tofu brain melts in the mouth and slides into the esophagus together with the marinade, warming the body.

The deep-fried fritters are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside when you bite into them. The hot air pops out of the air holes inside, almost scalding your tongue.

Take a sip of tofu nao, then take a bite of fried dough sticks that are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The familiar taste makes Liu Yiyi squint her eyes comfortably.

Glancing at the two people opposite, it was obvious that they had a difference in taste.

Matsuda Jinping, who doesn't like sweets, has a better sense of salty tofu, while Zhu Fujingguang slowly tastes sweet tofu.

Without saying much, Liu Yiyi soaked the fritters in tofu nao under Matsuda Jinpei's surprised eyes, and it tasted even more delicious after absorbing enough soup.

Seeing Liu Yiyi enjoying himself aroused Matsuda Jinpei's curiosity.

Following her example, I soaked the remaining half of the fritters in a bowl. Because the time was short, the fritters still remained crisp on the outside, but the inside was full of tofu brains and marinade.

Bite down, the taste is extraordinarily rich.

"How is it? Isn't it good?" Having quickly consumed a small bowl of tofu nao and two deep-fried dough sticks, Liu Yiyi served himself another serving of sweet bean curd to end his breakfast.

"It's okay." Matsuda Jinping said casually, and made another small fried dough stick.

"The bean curd is just right, it melts in the mouth, it is sweet and tender but not greasy at all, it is indeed a dish suitable for all ages." Zhu Fu Jingguang put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and gave Liu Yiyi a thumbs up full of praise .

Blinking his eyes, Liu Yiyi rested his chin with both hands, not hiding his bad thoughts at all, and deliberately asked the two of them: "Then what do you think is more delicious?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang and Matsuda Zhenping looked at each other, even though they knew Liu Yiyi's little thoughts, they still firmly said their answer:

"Sweet bean curd."

"Salty tofu brain."

The two completely different answers represent a "salty and sweet battle" between two friends of the same period who still have bad Chinese names.

This was the first time Liu Yiyi saw the other side of the two of them. While they were arguing fiercely, she quietly took out her mobile phone and recorded this rare scene.

"So it's still sweet (salty) delicious!" Zhu Fu Jingguang and Matsuda Zhenping stared at each other, and then looked at the landlady next to them at the same time. When she was panicking to hide her phone, they asked in unison: "What's the matter?" Yi (Liu) what do you think?"

"what?"

I don't know why the flames of war burned on me, but Liu Yiyi thought about it and said straightforwardly, "Me? I'm an omnivore, I love both salty and sweet food."

"..."

The two of them looked down at the two empty bowls in front of the smiling landlady, feeling that their quarrel seemed meaningless, so they silently helped clear the table.

"Maruko...was I despised by Matsuda and Mr. Jingguang just now?"

Looking at the two people who suddenly got busy, Liu Yiyi pointed at himself in surprise.

"Well, hehehe." Wanzi also learned to play dumb.

After receiving the feedback from the two, Liu Yiyi tried several methods of making dough in private, and found the most successful fried dough stick recipe, combined with the method of making tofu nao, recorded a video and uploaded it to the Internet .

As the spring semester ushered in, Liu Yiyi forgot about it after devoting himself to the sea of ​​study.

Fans from different countries, consciously transformed into "sweet party", "salty party" and a small number of "omnivorous party" quarrel.

So when she didn't know it, a "salty and sweet dispute" that originally only existed in her own country quickly spread from the Internet.

It also made her completely out of the circle with this simple and common tofu nao in her hometown.

The most intuitive thing is to increase her fame by one level and congratulate her in various ways from her friends. ?