Qin Shi Mingyue's infinite punch card

Mo Xiao turned around, answered again and again, and then took a porcelain basin and placed it under the millstone.

With the grinding of the stone mill, the soaked soybeans turned into crumbs in an instant and mixed with clean water.

Immediately afterwards, streams of milky white juice flowed out from the mouth hole of the stone mill and continuously fell into the porcelain basin below.

Within a quarter of an hour, the porcelain basin was already filled with soybean juice, and the stone mill slowly stopped turning.

Mo Xiao lowered his body and picked up the container, looked it over carefully, put his nose up and sniffed it lightly, and found nothing special except for the smell of beans.

Then he turned his head to look at the former and asked, "Is this drinkable?"

"of course can."

Ye Chen replied.

Hearing this, Mo Xiao directly opened his mouth and took a sip, but then frowned: "This stuff is not good."

Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help laughing: "This is called soybean milk, and it needs to be boiled before drinking."

"So that's the case, brother, why didn't you say it earlier."

As he spoke, he took the basin to heat it up.

Ye Chen stopped him, and said: "This thing can be drunk directly, but it can also be made into food, do you want to try it?"

"This, can you still eat it?"

Mo Xiao looked at the bean juice in the basin with some doubts.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Bring some gauze here."

Although Mo Xiao didn't understand what the other party was going to do, he still took the things over.

Later, Ye Chen used gauze to filter the bean juice in the basin, the bean dregs were left in the gauze, and the purer juice was borrowed by the container below.

Handed the filtered bean juice to the other party, and said: "Boil the juice on a high fire, and then simmer it on a low heat until a thin layer of skin forms on it.

Next, it will take about one stick of incense to cool down, wait until the water is separated from the solid objects in it, and then scoop out the water.

The last thing is to put the rest into the container and squeeze until it is completely condensed, understand? "

Hearing these words, Mo Xiao blinked, and then smiled naively: "I don't quite understand, can you say it again?"

Seeing this, Ye Chen realized that it would be difficult for a person who has never seen tofu to complete such an operation, and then said: "Let me do it, watch carefully, and write down every step .”

"Don't worry, I will definitely remember!"

The former responded by patting his chest.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, then entered the kitchen together with him, and started to get busy.

Under the influence of Ye Chen's true energy, the thing was finished in less than half an hour.

When Mo Xiao looked at the pieces of white, tender and smooth tofu, he slowly revealed a curious expression, and said, "I didn't expect the tofu juice to change, it looks quite good."

As he spoke, he looked at the former and said, "Is this alright to eat?"

"Okay, you can try it."

Ye Chen replied.

At this moment, Mo Xiao couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out and carefully picked up a piece, and put it into his mouth.

As soon as he took it in, his eyes lit up, and as he kept chewing, the look of surprise on his face became more and more intense.

After swallowing it in one gulp, he quickly said, "It's so tender and fresh, this is definitely the softest thing I've ever eaten!"

"Is it tasty?"

Ye Chen asked.

"It's so delicious, the delicate taste is really incomparable with anything!"

Mo Xiao was full of praise, he highly praised this thing, and then asked: "By the way, what's the name of this thing?"

Ye Chen replied: "It's called tofu, whether you eat it directly or put it in a pot and fry it with oil, it tastes very good."

"Can this tofu be used as a stir-fry?"

Mo Xiao said in surprise.

Ye Chen said: "Of course, you can try it if you don't believe me."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "This thing is really wonderful, only a person with great knowledge like brother can make it."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "The making of tofu is just something I happened to see in a book, so I don't dare to take credit for it."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao said with a smile on his face: "Brother, I know you don't want to be too ostentatious, but there's no need to use this kind of rhetoric to prevaricate every time.

When you made those tables and chairs, stone mills, and cooking vegetables, you always said that. You either heard it mentioned or read it in a book. Why didn’t I come across such a good thing? "

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "But what I'm telling is the truth."

Mo Xiao waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, there's no need for us brothers to talk about it, and it's not shameful, so why not admit it?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen was also a little helpless, obviously what he said was the truth, but no one believed it.

Then he said: "Stop talking about this, I'll go and process the tofu again, and you can try it too."

"Okay, I'll try my brother's craft too!"

Mo Xiao happily replied that he was still very interested in eating him.

After a while, three plates of tofu were placed on the dining table, one cold, one stir-fried, and one deep-fried.

It looks bright and colorful, each with its own characteristics.

A burst of fragrance came to his nostrils, Mo Xiao sniffed the smell, swallowed a mouthful of saliva without disappointment, his face was full of anticipation.

"Try it."

Ye Chen said something.

"Ok!"

Mo Xiao nodded, then picked up the chopsticks, added a piece of fried tofu and put it in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, an expression of surprise and enjoyment appeared on his face, and he praised: "Good, delicious!"