Crossover boy farming

After breakfast, Zhang Wuliang took Zhang Zhenyong to review the characters he learned yesterday, and then started from "the beginning of man", enlightening him with the Three Character Classic, teaching him one sentence at a time.And every day, I review what I have learned before, and then teach the next sentence.

Zhang Wuliang prepared a wooden board and wrote the characters he had learned on it for Zhang Zhenyong's reference. He also planned to make a sand table for him to practice calligraphy.But it snowed profusely for three days, not to mention the sand, and the stones could not be seen. During these three days, the Zhang family has been hiding in the warm house, sometimes coming out to sweep the snow and let the wind out.

On the third day, the snow finally became smaller, and it even cleared up in the afternoon. After Zhang Wuliang finished his day's teaching, he stood up from the kang to move his body, stretched his waist and stomped his legs, and sighed: "This year's snowfall , Absolutely."

Aunt Zhao is finishing the cotton shoes in her hand: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year, after this snow falls, next year will have a good harvest."

"That's right." Zhang Wuliang also knew this saying. He rolled his eyes, looked at Chen Xiaonian and said, "Xiao Nian, why don't we go play in the snow?"

As soon as Zhang Zhenyong heard it, he immediately raised his head from the characters he had just learned, and the words "playing with snow" rolled in his eyes.

However, Chen Xiaonian hesitated: "It's better not to, it's so cold outside, don't catch the wind and cold later."

Zhang Wuliang said yes, and continued to encourage him: "It's okay, just go out and play for a while, I'm going to be moldy if I stay in this room all day. And if I don't go now, I won't have to play when the snow melts."

Chen Xiaonian also felt a little uncomfortable sitting, so he reluctantly agreed: "Okay."

When Zhang Zhenyong saw it, he immediately said, "I want to go too!"

Zhang Wuliang smiled and said: "Haha, let's go together, let's go together, you put on your jacket quickly."

"Okay." Zhang Zhenyong lifted the quilt and got off the kang.

The three of them came out of the house wrapped tightly, and the afternoon golden sun slanted on the white cotton fluffy snow. The heavy snow of more than a foot bent the branches and covered the ground, and piled up the unswept yard. The world is clean and bright, sweeping away the haze in my heart.

Zhang Zhenyong was not interested in building a snowman with his elder brother-in-law, so he ran to find his little friend early, and Zhang Wuliang took Chen Xiaonian to build a huge snowman in the yard, wishing to use all the snow in the yard, his hands were frozen It was cold, and the whole body was covered with sweat. After the snowman was built, neither of them went into the house. They stuffed their hands into their sleeves and admired their masterpiece.

Zhang Wuliang looked at the snowman, Chen Xiaonian looked at Zhang Wuliang, and suddenly heard him say: "I want to eat tofu."

Then he looked up at the big stone mill next to the kitchen, then at himself, and said, "Shall we make tofu tomorrow?"

"Ah?" Chen Xiaonian hadn't reacted yet: "How to do it?"

"It's made with soybeans," Zhang Wuliang said as a matter of course: "I still have some soybeans at home."

"But, how do you make tofu out of soybeans?" Chen Xiaonian said he didn't understand.

Zhang Wuliang is not worried: "It's not difficult, just grind the soybeans into soy milk, and then marinate it with lime water."

"Lime water?" Chen Xiaonian thought for a while, "But there is no lime water at home."

"Uh..." Zhang Wuliang has never seen any lime at home: "What about vinegar? Is there always vinegar water?"

"That's true, but Brother Zhang, can vinegar water make tofu?"

Chen Xiaonian was very skeptical, he had never heard of tofu being made with lime and vinegar.

Although those who make tofu will not tell him how to do it.After all, that is the secret recipe for people to live on.

But how to make tofu in modern times is no secret. Zhang Wuliang has also made tofu himself, so he is very confident: "Don't worry, it is absolutely possible."

"Okay then." Although Chen Xiaonian was a little skeptical, he still chose to believe him: "Then what should I do?"

"Well... Let me think about it. First, we need to soak the soybeans, and we also need to prepare the leaking net, molds and pressing stones. Don't worry about these. The soybeans need to be soaked for a whole day before they can be used. Let's take out the soybeans first. .” Zhang Wuliang was about to go to the warehouse.

But Chen Xiaonian stopped him: "Wait, Brother Zhang, should we discuss it with Mother first?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, I almost forgot..." Zhang Wuliang came to his senses, and then dragged Chen Xiaonian to the warm room: "Let's go, let's go first."

Aunt Zhao was sitting on the kang sewing shoes, and when she saw them coming in, she hurriedly greeted them, "Are you freezing? Come here to warm up."

"Hey, good." The two took off their shoes and got on the kang, Zhang Wuliang said directly: "Mother, I plan to make tofu tomorrow."

"Huh?" Aunt Zhao's reaction was the same as Chen Xiaonian's: "How to do it?"

Zhang Wuliang explained: "It is just to grind soybeans into soy milk, then boil and filter it, then marinate it with vinegar water, and then press the water out with stones."

"Well, will you?" Aunt Zhao asked.

"I've probably heard it a little bit before."

"That's okay." Mrs. Zhao was very talkative: "It happens that there are some soybeans at home, you can use them." Anyway, they will be cooked for pigs next year.

Of course the last sentence was not uttered.Otherwise, Zhang Wuliang wouldn't be moved by the trust of Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian.

After all, it is a method that has never been heard before, and the two of them believed in themselves without hesitation: "Okay! Then I will prepare first."

"Hey, it's not urgent, you warm up first." Aunt Zhao didn't expect him to say that the wind is the rain.

"It's okay, I'm already warm." Zhang Wuliang had already got off the kang and put on his shoes.

Chen Xiaonian followed suit: "Brother Zhang, I'll help you."

"Okay, let's go together." Zhang Wuliang held Chen Xiaonian's shoulder and went out with him.

The two stood at the door of the warm house, and Chen Xiaonian asked, "Brother Zhang, what are we going to do now?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Wuliang rubbed his chin and thought, "Let's take the soybeans to the warm house to soak them. They will definitely freeze to ice in other places. Let's go and get the beans in a bucket."

"Brother Zhang, is this bucket okay?" Chen Xiaonian took a bucket that he usually used for fetching water.

Zhang Wuliang took a look: "Yes, just right."

Chen Xiaonian moved to the place where the soybeans were stored, took a ladle, and poured it in one ladle at a time. After scooping up most of the bucket, he looked at Zhang Wuliang, who was gesticulating with a few wooden sticks beside him, and asked, "Brother Zhang, is this enough?" ?”

Zhang Wuliang looked at the bucket that was almost full and said, "Enough, enough, isn't it too much?"

"Ah?" Chen Xiaonian looked at it and said, "But if it's too little, it won't be easy to grind, right?"

Zhang Wuliang thinks about it too: "Then you add more to it, and get another bucket later."

"Okay" Chen Xiaonian filled the bucket directly.

Zhang Wuliang carried the soybeans and the barrel, and Chen Xiaonian went back to the warm house with the sticks and ropes Zhang Wuliang had chosen, and soaked the soybeans. Zhang Wuliang sat by the kang and tied the two thick wooden sticks into a cross with the ropes. Aunt Zhao said: "Mother, do we have gauze at home? It's the kind that is relatively thin and not very dense."

"Is the kind used to sew shoes okay?" Mrs. Zhao asked after thinking about it.

"Yes..." "How much do you want?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Wuliang thought about it: "It's only as big as our dining table, just two or three."

Aunt Zhao was taken aback: "You want to be that big?"

"Ah?" Is it too big? "Then how big is our house? A little smaller is fine."

"Is the kang table so big?"

Zhang Wuliang compared the cross: "Can it be bigger?"

"Okay, ten centimeters bigger, it can't be bigger..."

Aunt Zhao got up to get it.

"Mom, help me lock the edges again."

"understood……"

Zhang Wuliang tied the gauze locked by Mrs. Zhao to the cross, made a simple frame with four wooden strips, and soaked the things and soaked soybeans against the wall until tomorrow.

Zhang Wuliang got up early in the morning. After the family had breakfast, they moved the soybeans to the stone mill. After washing the millstone with clean water, they began to grind the soybeans.

Chen Xiaonian adds soybeans and Zhang Wuliang pushes the millstone. This is a boring and boring job. After Zhang Wuliang keeps Zhang Zhenyong by his side to review the characters he has learned before, he begins to tell them stories. It took a whole morning to finally finish grinding the two large barrels of soybeans.

filter residue...boil...water...simmer...

To order tofu with vinegar water, the most important thing is to control the temperature. Zhang Wuliang stared at it non-stop. There is no thermometer here, so we can only rely on the feeling. When the right temperature is reached, the tofu will be stewed instantly. After a few minutes, the tofu will slowly appear. , Zhang Wuliang was relieved.

After heating to separate the water and bean curd, scoop the water into clay pots and store it. After fermentation, it will become natural brine. Mix it with water and use it directly. It will not only be convenient but also taste better.

Zhang Wuliang scooped the separated tofu into the mold he made yesterday, uh...

One was not enough, so he made a few more, and pressed them one by one with stones. The work of making tofu was over, and the next step was just to wait.

Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian were stunned.Unexpectedly, he really made the tofu. Mrs. Zhao stared at the tofu in the box in disbelief, feeling incredible;

Chen Xiaonian was even more exaggerated, staring at Zhang Wuliang in a daze, in his eyes Zhang Wuliang was shining all over.

Zhang Zhenyong surrounded the tofu being pressed, poking here and there, feeling amazing: "Brother, how long will it take to press the tofu?"

Zhang Wuliang thought about it, half an hour would be "two quarters of an hour."

"Two quarters!" Chen Xiaonian said happily and excitedly, "Will the tofu be ready in two quarters?"

"That's right." Zhang Wuliang looked at him with a smile: "We will be able to eat tofu in two minutes."

"Really?! That's great, that, that..." Chen Xiaonian looked around in a hurry.

Zhang Wuliang came up with an idea for him: "Then, let's tidy up the kitchen and make tofu later..."

"Okay!" Chen Xiaonian immediately started to tidy up.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Zhang Wuliang took down the stone under the gaze of Zhang Zhenyong and Chen Xiaonian and opened the gauze. "Wow" won a burst of exclamation, "It's so white, it's really tofu", "Yes, It's still soft." "Little stone, don't touch it, it will be broken later!"

"No, no, I'm paying attention."