Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 702 Soy Milk
Although this thing is very heavy, and he is not as powerful as Xiang Yu, but he can still get it at home if he wants to.

After all, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel all over the world.

Of course, he doesn't have the energy and materials to build a small device like Yi Xiaochuan's, and what he can use now is a few planks and ropes.

But these are enough.

But even so, it took them a lot of effort to get the millstone and the rollers on it into the house.

After that it was a good wash.

Xu Erni also came to help with a cloth and a brush.

It wasn't until Song San was about to go out in the afternoon that they cleaned the grinding disc.

Chen Nian and Mr. Song went out to buy materials, while Xu Erni continued to do finishing work at home.

Since they earned a total of 450 Wen in the past few days, Chen Nian only planned to leave [-] Wen to start a tofu business. The second elder gave them the money in the name of saving it for himself.

But this time they came out, Song San took some more.

"I'll buy you a suit of clothes. You see, you're wearing mine now, showing your arms and feet, and you don't talk when you go out. Others think you're an idiot."

Chen Nian didn't refuse, because the clothes were indeed a little uncomfortable to wear. If they didn't have the money that the housekeeper of Xu's house made them earn, there was a high probability that Xu Erni would help him put on another piece later.

But now there is no need for this condition.

After buying the offal, go shopping for clothes.

Winter clothes are still a bit expensive, and the shopkeeper of the ready-made clothing store looked at Song San and asked curiously: "Song San, have you made a fortune? It's not Chinese New Year yet, so you're here to buy clothes?"

"I bought it for my son, and he doesn't have many decent clothes. Otherwise, you, the shopkeeper, would give me one, and it would be a congratulatory gift for my son."

"Go, go, you think beautifully. I have to sell a winter coat for dozens of pennies. Are you trying to lose me? At most, I will send you some cloth to sew a pillow or something."

"That's fine." Song Laosan didn't choose anything, and whatever the other party gave was free.

Later, Chen Nian spent another [-] Wen to buy a padded jacket. Although it looked rustic, it was really warm to wear.

And the price is also cheap.

As for what is stuffed inside, they don't care too much. How can you buy a padded jacket full of cotton at this price?

Anyway, it’s okay to go out now if it’s not cold.

After buying, they went back home.

Chen Nian started to clean the sewage after returning home, but Song San thought that since Chen Nian would sell tofu in the future, he must have tools for making tofu.

Now that I have a stone mill, I will use this to grind it when the time comes, but I still need a mold after grinding it out. It just so happens that there are some wooden boards at home, which is a pity to use as firewood, but it is not enough to make a bed.

Just right to make a mold for old age.

So he also started busy there, starting carpentry work.

As for Xu Erni, she found the cage cloth from home, and after asking the old man about the size, she began to cut and sew it.

After Chen Nian washed all the sewers, Mr. Song San also made the mold and the cover on it, and Xu Erni also sewed a piece of cage cloth to be used as a fan cover.

"Now it's all done." Chen Nian couldn't help but smile.

Then after Chen Nian washed his hands, Song San prepared dinner, and Xu Erni went to help Chen Nian wash and soak the beans.

"Tomorrow morning we can sell an extra soya-bean milk, and then we can make more money, and we can keep the leftover bean dregs for ourselves," Chen Nian said.

And after selling offal soup in the morning, I can push the flatbed cart out to sell tofu.

Just thinking about the old age like this makes me feel that the future seems to be getting better and better.

Now his first two goals have been achieved, the first is to survive in this world, and the second is to stay in Song San’s house, so he has a third goal, which is to make more money as soon as possible, and then Find a way to open a shop selling stewed meat, then I will be able to learn from Song San's father.

After dinner, the few of them went to rest first. The offal soup couldn't be made so early, and the beans needed to be soaked.

So it was not until the middle of the night that they got up and started to work on their own.

Chen Nian was grinding beans here to get soy milk, while Song San was cooking offal soup.

After the soy milk is ground, it needs to be put into the pot to cook, and the room is full of fragrance for a while.

After cooking, Chen Nian also filled three more bowls of soy milk, and took them out for Erlao to taste.

"Hmm! The bean flavor is so strong, it's delicious!"

Chen Nian smiled: "If you can add some sugar in it, it will be really delicious!"

It's a pity that although they can afford sugar now, there is no need to spend money on this seasoning.

When people get older, they should eat more meat, eggs and milk, supplement calcium, protein and other trace elements, but now the conditions are limited, they can’t afford milk, and they can’t take in animal protein, but it’s better to take in some vegetable protein now than every day. Drinking porridge and eating whole grain steamed buns are nutritious.

After the mold is finally covered and a heavy stone is pressed on it after aging, the next thing is to just wait for the time to come.

The tofu in the north is harder than that in the south, so it takes a little longer to make it aged.

It wasn't until Chen Nian opened it up in the morning that he saw that the tofu had already formed.

Tasted a piece, taste is not bad.

"But it's the first time I'm making it, and I don't have brine on hand, so I can only use sauerkraut soup instead. I still have to get the brine out tomorrow. It's much better to use brine than sauerkraut soup."

After making up his mind, Chen Nian put the tofu aside, and followed his father out to sell offal soup and soy milk.

Soy milk is packed in a bucket, and the bucket is placed next to the offal soup, and it can also be kept on fire.

There were also those regular customers who saw that Song Laosan had started selling soy milk, and they all felt very fresh.

Soy milk is also a penny a bowl, and Song Laosan didn't give them any shortages, everyone filled it up, and had to take a sip to ensure that the soy milk didn't spill out.

After drinking, the customers couldn't help giving their thumbs up one by one.

"As expected of Song Laosan, the soy milk is so delicious."

Song San smiled and originally wanted to say that it was made by his son, but then he thought that Chen Nian said it when he came out, it would be better to take it on Song San himself.

After all, everyone will sell his face. If it is said that he made it by himself, even if it tastes the same, people will feel a little bit less interesting.

Although this is all a psychological effect, it has to be taken into account.

But the soy milk and offal soup were just being sold, and Fu Ting suddenly came again. Now that he has money, he can be said to be full of joy!

(End of this chapter)