Chapter 820: The leader of the wind tribe who wants to challenge the **** child (3 in 1)

The reason why Han Cheng was misled is simple.
Tofu skin, understood literally, is of course the skin on the outside of tofu.
When Han Cheng tried to make tofu skins, he worked hard in this direction.
No matter how you try, you start to start after boiling the boiled soy milk with brine.
Under such circumstances, of course, it is impossible to make tofu skins. Even when the tofu is pressed, the water in the tofu is basically squeezed out. What you get is dried tofu instead of tofu skins. .
Now, after listening to Qingcao's account of her process of making tofu skins, Han Cheng suddenly understood!
It happened that the last pot of soy milk was not made into tofu, so Han Cheng bento decided to try to make tofu skin again according to what Qing Cao said earlier.
If it can be made successfully, then another item will be added to the tribe’s ingredients.
The raw soy milk is poured into a ceramic pot, and it becomes cooked soy milk after being heated by a flame.
The cooked soy milk was scooped into a large tank, and after a while, there really was something like a solidified film on the surface.
Han Cheng stretched out his hand to lift it out of the tank, but he quickly gave up on such an attempt because it was too hand-burning.
If it's not done by hand, you have to use tools, and Han Cheng took a wooden spatula for turning vegetables.
Put the wooden shovel in from the edge of the pottery jar, and gently lift it up slightly, the whole unformed tofu skin has risen, and soy milk will drip down.
Han Cheng picked it up with a wooden spatula and waited here for a while until the soy milk on the tofu skin was almost dripping down. He picked the tofu skin and came to the edge of the cleaned bamboo pole just placed there. on.
Then began to put it on top of the bamboo pole.
It was this time that Han Cheng gave up his plan to pick out the tofu skin with a wooden spatula.
Because the tofu skins picked out with a wooden spatula are overlapped and stuck together in many places, you can't pull it hard because the force on your hands is a little bit stronger, and the thin tofu skins will break.
It's more difficult than the pancakes that didn't turn over the first time.
Holding a wooden spatula and looking at the very ugly tofu skin on the bamboo pole, Han Cheng frowned and began to think of a solution.
After a short while, he put down the wooden shovel in his hand, and after an explanation with the blue and white grass and others in the kitchen, he turned and walked outside.
While Qinghua and the others were waiting, Han Cheng, who had been out for a while, came back again, holding two broken bamboo pieces in his hand.
The bamboo is more than one meter long, about three centimeters wide, and two to three millimeters thick.
Han Cheng cleaned the two bamboo slices and took them to the side of the big tank containing soy milk.
At this time, the top layer of soy milk in the big tank has once again solidified a thin film.
Han Cheng held a bamboo piece in one hand, slid into it vertically from the edge of the big tank, and then picked it up.
Following his movements, the entire film was picked up completely by two separate bamboo pieces.
Moreover, unlike when using a wooden spatula, the provoked film is still spread out and not glued together.
Han Cheng used bamboo slices to stand here for a while to drain the soy milk on it, and then picked it up on the bamboo poles.
There are no extra wrinkles on the whole bean skin, not to mention that it will be folded like the previous one, which is perfect.
After being intoxicated for a while, the son of Han Da came to the front of the pot again. After waiting for this moment, another layer of skin gradually solidified and formed on top of the soy milk that had just been peeled off.
Han Cheng grabbed the bamboo and started again.
Han Cheng’s idea of ​​picking tofu skin with two bamboo slices did not come out of thin air, but when thinking of a way, he remembered that the bald boss in the soy beef hot and spicy soup shop used bamboo slices when he had breakfast in later generations. It's a matter of turning over a cake that is fifty centimeters in diameter or larger.
I copied it and used it and found it really worked.
After Han Cheng picked out a few photos in succession, he handed the job to Green Grass who had been watching for a long time.
The method of making this tofu skin is equivalent to the discovery of green grass. Han Cheng improved it to make it more perfect based on the discovery of green grass.
This relationship is the same as Cai Lun's improvement of papermaking technology on the basis of his predecessors, making paper more usable.
Uh... can't say exactly the same, Han Cheng still has the source of happiness...
Because this tofu skin has a lot to do with me, and because I have received great praise from the gods, Qingcao is very dedicated to provoke the tofu skin. It is not only efficient, good quality, but also not tired. The new calcium middle-calcium high-calcium tablets of "a fart collapse on the fifth floor, not too much effort" will work.
So, in less than half a day, in the large dining hall of the Qingque tribe, there were already a few bamboo sticks of tofu skin.
Faced with a new ingredient like tofu skin, Han Cheng, who didn't have much to do, cooks himself in the afternoon.
Put a cleaned pig's head and eight pig's knuckles into the big tank, put a stack of square tofu skins in the middle, and put a layer of pork on top. After adding water and seasoning, let people start to simmer.
It is said that if you want to make a good pot of stewed meat, you have to pay attention to everything from the selection of ingredients to the ingredients to the heat.
In Han Cheng’s later generations, he never did stewed pork, but it’s okay if he can’t make good ones,
The stewed meat he made was eaten by people in the tribe, not sold out. Without the
thrilling jump
part of the product, there is no need to worry about losing money.
As for the fact that the stewed things will be unpalatable, it is not within Han Cheng's consideration.
The people in their tribe are so many fierce people who eat white water and boiled meat, and Baizi can make two or three catties in one breath. Now this adds the braised pork with various spices that can be found in the tribe. If it is not agreed by everyone Praise is strange.
Sure enough, before the stewed meat was out of the pot, Wu, the senior brother and others had already followed the scent wave after wave to the kitchen, greedily sucking the scent of the stewed meat and reluctant to leave.
Han Cheng instructed the people who burned the fire to stew slowly with a small fire, and look at the sky outside. A pottery pot was pulled out from a strange building outside, and the snow in the pottery pot was removed to expose it. What's inside.
This is the liver from the few pigs slaughtered after the winter.
After being cooked by someone arranged by Han Cheng, it was put in a basin and stored in what he called a refrigerator.
This is really a refrigerator.
A lot of clean ice from the river is placed in the fifty-centimeter-divided building, and clean snow is accumulated on the outside of the building. After the food is put inside, it will be surrounded by ice and snow. In this case, the refrigerator can fully play the role of preservation, as long as the cold winter does not pass, the effectiveness of the refrigerator will not be compromised.
There is no way. Being poor can not only make people full of fighting spirit, but also make people give full play to their intelligence and talents under limited conditions, make use of everything, and make useful things, although it is a little crude...
Cut the pork liver into slices, cut some sauerkraut into shreds, and cut the fresh tofu skin into shreds. Bring it to the pot and boil it. When it comes out of the pot, put some small rapeseed in it. A pot of delicious sourness Fragrant pig liver soup also successfully appeared...
"delicious!"
Sure enough, just like Han Cheng thought, these guys in the tribe are all top foodies. Nothing bad will exist at all. After eating the rice cooked by Han Cheng, all of them are full of praise. I want to apply what I know and what I can praise to the wise son.
Not only the tofu skin was not left, even the stewed pork soup was eaten up by these ferocious guys scooping dry rice with millet.
Among them, Qingcao eats braised tofu skins the most. This is what Han Cheng commended Qingcao for discovering tofu skins and specifically explained it down.
Soybeans are really amazing things!
The leader of the Huangguo tribe who has eaten tofu skins, the current beans, while reminiscing the taste of tofu skins, thought with emotion.
Such a good kind of food, when he was in his own tribe, was actually rejected by himself and others collectively. Now thinking about it, Dou feels that he is really ignorant...
Looking at the clean food being eaten, Han Cheng couldn't help but stand with his hands again. He was indeed a buried genius. Not only did his attainments on the flute have reached No. 1 in the world, but now he also achieved the same in cooking. First in the world.
The heights are so cold...
A certain shameless son of God sighed here without the slightest sense of shame.
If the later generations who are proficient in cooking hear his shameless sigh, they can't use a vegetable spoon to knock his head...
There are surprises every year, especially this year. If the unexpected appearance of tofu skin makes Han Cheng feel very happy, then the return of Junior Sha, the trade team and other trade teams will directly make Han Cheng happy. Is about to faint.
Looking at the people in the team who were wrapped in animal skins and looked at himself and the others with a wince, Han Cheng's little tongue was shaking.
Although when the old primitive people and others went back, the old primitive people had already expressed to Han Cheng that they had to persuade the leader to join their tribe with the rest of the tribe, and Han Cheng was also very enthusiastic. People made preparations to help the remaining people of the Wind Tribe and the Neighbor Wind Tribe to migrate to their own tribe in the winter, but Han Cheng was still uncertain about whether the old primitive people would succeed.
After all, the situation of the Wind Tribe and the Neighbor Wind Tribe is different from the Pig Tribe, Sheep Tribe, and Huangguo Tribe that joined their tribe before.
Those tribes will choose to join their own tribes because they can no longer live on their own alone, and the wind tribe and the neighbor wind tribe have not reached the point of exhaustion, and they can live on their own strength.
Especially with the food and salt that the old primitive people have earned in their tribe by building roads for more than half a year, it has become more difficult for them to join their tribe.
Having lived here for the past ten years and has come into contact with so many tribes, Han Cheng has a better understanding of the leaders of these tribes.
Most of the leaders, when the life of the tribe can still be passed, few people take the initiative to join the rest of the tribe, even if the tribe looks so rich and beautiful.
If this were not the case, the population of the Qingque tribe would definitely be much larger than it is now under the continuous influence of the Qingque tribe on the surrounding tribes.
It is precisely because of this that Han Cheng developed a strategy to attract people from the wind tribe and neighboring wind tribe to continue to work in his tribe and continue to assimilate.
However, no matter what he thought or considered before, the people of these two tribes have now come to their tribe collectively, and are still preparing to join their tribe.
Looking at the old primitive man who was standing there and smiling at his expression, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion. No wonder the old primitive man would take the initiative to propose to himself people who persuade their tribe to let them join their tribe together. , It turns out that the old primitive man is already certain.
Think about it too, if you are not sure, the old primitive man will not take the initiative to tell himself this matter.
It seems that this time I underestimated people. This old primitive man is really a talent, and he can actually tell the people of their tribe to do this thing.
This guy doesn't seem to talk too much on weekdays. He didn't expect to be so reliable at the critical moment, able to convince their leaders. He seems to be a hidden master, and he is also known for his eloquence. .
From this point of view, if you encounter similar things in the future, you can send the old primitive people out as lobbyists...
As Han Cheng thought this way, the smile on his face became even brighter. Sure enough, as long as you discover with your heart, there will be talents in every era!
Thinking about this, Han Cheng, who was in a more agitated mood, stepped forward and reached out and held the old primitive man’s hand. He eagerly said, "How did you convince your leader to let him agree to take the rest Join our tribe together?"
Hearing the respected child ask this matter, the old primitive man smiled modestly.
He didn't speak, but used his hands hard, trying to free his hands from Han Cheng's.
Feeling the strength of the old primitive man's hand, Han Cheng let go of his hand. He thought that the old primitive man didn't know how to express this wonderful splendor only in words.
However, the following actions of the old primitive man made Han Cheng a little confused, because the old primitive man with his hands free did not start to talk with his hands as Han Cheng expected, but bowed without saying a word. Waist, and raised one leg, one hand touched the shoe on the foot.
What? Is the old primitive man's feet itchy?
Han Cheng looked at the old primitive man with this kind of suspicion.
As soon as his thoughts arose, he was beaten to pieces by the old primitive man's next move.
Under Han Cheng's dumbfounded gaze, the old primitive man did not tickle, but directly took off his shoes.
The old primitive man took off his shoes and held them in his hands. There was a layer of excitement and sacredness on his face. He held up the shoes that looked very flavorful after walking all the way: "We are reasonable to the leader, he does not Listen, I hit him with my shoes, and with one hit, he agreed..."
Seeing the stunned Han Cheng, an old primitive man with a righteous and upright expression, became even more stunned.
Where does this go!
What about fierce confrontation? It is said that the iron tree blooms in the back of the river? Why did it turn to the big soles in the end?
Old primitive man, you don't think your persuasion with big soles in turn, is there something wrong with it?
This kind of persuasion education with big soles is about to catch up with the courtship method practiced by some tribes-to see which female primitive person, go directly to knock out, go back to the bridal chamber.
Sure enough, I had to think more about it, and it was impossible to expect these people who lacked the language, and most of them were not very quick to speak, to show off the style of those famous mouths similar to the Warring States period.
Carrying the soles of shoes for persuasion education is the method suitable for this era.
This man really can't play too much inside...
Han Cheng looked at the old primitive man holding the shoes that exuded a wonderful taste, and was interested in telling himself how he persuades the leader, and he lamented in his heart.
It seems that if you want to persuade and educate a certain tribe in the future, you can still let the old primitive people go, and you don’t need big shoe soles to show off. You only need the old primitive people to take off the shoes on their feet and send them to the educated. With a button on your nose, anyone who is stiff will give in...
"Okay! You did a great job!"
Han Cheng gave two thumbs up to the old primitive man who appeared reluctant to put on his shoes under his sign, and gave a high praise.
The son of Han Da, who was very fond of shaking hands, was ready to have an affectionate handshake with the old primitive man who made great contributions. He just remembered the heroic appearance of the old primitive man shaking his shoes just now, and when putting on the shoes, by the way With the buckle, Han Cheng still didn't muster the courage...
After getting a good understanding of what happened after they went back through the old primitive people here, Han Cheng praised the Feng tribe headed by the old primitive people and the people of the neighboring wind tribe.
After finishing these necessary things, Han Cheng smiled and walked towards the leader of the wind tribe and others who came to his tribe for the first time.
Praising and caring for the people who have contributed to the tribe and the elderly, and then paying attention to the newcomers entering the tribe, is Han Cheng's principle for doing such things.
These elderly hands have worked hard for the tribe for so long. There is no credit and hard work. It is impossible for newcomers to reach the standard of the elderly when they arrive here, or to surpass the elderly.
At least it doesn't work here for Han Cheng.
The leader of the Feng tribe, with fur on his body and fur on his head, stood in the courtyard of the Qingque tribe and looked extremely shocked. The whole person was dizzy. Even the old primitive man carrying shoes and Han Cheng said he was There is no response to how to persuade myself and others.
His sluggish gaze slowly swept across the outer courtyard of the Qingque tribe, a large group of deer, a large group of sheep, a humming boar, a rooking chicken, a tall cave like a mountain wall, a large number of people...
As far as the eye can see, there are extremely shocking scenes everywhere.
Originally, on the way here, the leader of the Wind Tribe had already seen too many shocking things, thinking that it was already the whole thing of this blue bird tribe, and it was already the best thing he had seen.
It turned out that after he really came to the Qingque tribe, he realized that what he was shocked by before was just a small corner.
There are so many places that can make people feel shocked by the real Qingque tribe!
It turns out that this is what the old primitive people said, this is what the kind-hearted Qingque tribe really looks like!
"Hello, welcome to the Qingque tribe."
Han Cheng came to the leader of the Wind Tribe who was shocked and formed a sculpture, said to him with a smile, and stretched out his hand to the leader of the Wind Tribe.
"￥%DF..."
The old primitive man on the side interprets and tells the silly wind tribe leader Han Cheng's identity and the meaning of what he said.
Seeing this man who came in front of him, talked loudly, and held his hand kindly, the leader of the Wind Tribe fell into a sluggishness once again.
Because the person in front of him doesn't seem strong at all, and he doesn't seem too old.
How could such a person become the highest-ranking person in this tribe?
After this sluggishness lasted for a while, the eyes of the leader of the Wind Tribe suddenly lit up, and he felt that he could join the tribe in front of him.
Because the person with the highest status in front of him does not seem strong at all, it should be very easy to knock him down by himself.
According to the past habit, as long as he challenged this person and knocked him down, he would become the first person in this tribe from now on.
In this way, I can lead more people. Such a big tribe has to listen to it. This majestic cave like this mountain wall, all these food will become its own tribe...
it is good! It's really good!
Thinking of becoming the first person in the tribe and bringing all the shocking things he saw in front of him into his own hands, the leader of the wind tribe shivered with excitement.
This is really great!
The leader of the Wind Tribe, who had originally resisted joining the Blue Sparrow Tribe~EbookFREE.me~, no longer resisted.
Not only that, even the old primitive man who convinced him with the soles of his shoes no longer resented him.
Because if it weren't for the old primitive people to persuade and educate themselves and bring themselves here, how could they find such a good opportunity?
Han Cheng looked at the sluggish state disappeared after being shaken by himself, and the head of the wind tribe whose eyes became piercing, he couldn't help but smile, and he used a friendly image, gentle words, and graceful demeanor... successfully influenced Arriving at someone, rescued him from the cold and hunger, and made him feel the warmth of spring...
I am so great! It's amazing!
"#￥%…D……"
When the son of Han Da was deeply intoxicated for himself, the head of the wind tribe who was influenced by him opened his mouth...
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