Chapter 6: : Tofu

　　 Return to the front desk.
　　 Xia Yu looked left and right, "Well, what about that uncle?"
　　 There are only two empty bowls on the table. Both the ramen and the soup have been wiped out. The third ramen is still placed behind the counter. This is Xia Yu's special purpose for him to supplement his nutrition.
"gone."
　　The old man lifted the curtain and walked into the storefront.
　　Xia Yu didn't get tangled, and brought in the third bowl of noodles he cooked himself, sat down at will, and swallowed.
"what……"
　　After a few minutes of wind, Can Yun finished a bowl of noodles, and his stomach was finally full. Xia Yu stretched his waist and was about to get up to go to the bath and sleep, but a voice came out from the side: "What do you think of the beef ramen you made?"
　　 The old man crossed his arms and leaned against the door of the shop, his face hidden in the darkness, and he could not see any expression.
　　 "......"
　　 Xia Yu pointed to the other two empty bowls and smiled, "I said old man, did you eat a ramen? Come and ask me this kind of question. How does it taste? You know it clearly, hehe."
　　In his opinion, this old man's ramen was defeated.
　　Under the magical cooking state of "Copy Crystal", the dishes he completed are much more delicious than the original works.
　　 is more than just winning the taste of ramen. The taste of the soup and the fusion of various ingredients all stabilize the old man's cooking. Of course, Xia Yu knew that the old man didn't do his best, and he could not estimate how much strength the old man showed. Anyway, he won a small game, and the oppressed perseverance finally found a vent.
　　 Hey, old man, you lost!
It's that simple.
　　 In fact, the above sentence Xia Yu only dare to say in his heart...
　　 "When did you stupid kid stole our soup recipe for Xia's ramen?"
　　After a while of silence, the old man asked slowly, his face dignified.
"Stealing?" Xia Yu pulled her face down. "Old man, can you be polite? All of us are Xia's, how is it stealing? I ate it from the ramen you cooked. This should be called comprehension! Comprehension Do you understand, huh?"
　　 "Can you have the recipe for the soup base?" The old man didn't believe it.
Xia Yu didn't talk nonsense. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth to read: "One bone of fresh cob, one piece of fresh beef, 50 g pepper, 50 g dried peel, 20 g cumin, grass fruit and cinnamon, 15 pepper. Gram, Sannai, 10 grams of meat, 5 grams of and lemongrass, 3 grams of long pepper, orange peel, star anise, Amomum..."
　　 "This is a pot of soup base, there are about 30 kinds of materials in total."
　　 "If it is a cauldron used for opening the store, the proportion of ingredients is 20% dried slices, 18% peppercorns, 12% cumin..."
　　 Before Xia Yu finished, he was waved to stop by the old man.
　　 "Yes!"
　　The old man turned and walked into the kitchen, "Come here!"
　　Xia Yu is unknown, so he followed in. The old man turned his back on him and put on an apron. "From today, I will teach you cooking. First, you have to learn the signature dishes of the Chinese restaurant."
"no problem!"
　　 In the past, Xia Yu must have been perfunctory, and found an excuse to slip back to the room to sleep, but now with the help of the chef system, if the old man teaches him, can he understand many recipes?
　　Just think about it, excitement is impatient, and the spring of foodies is here!
　　 "You are good at noodles, we will start from noodles."
　　The old man took out the flour and was busy while explaining. Xia Yu listened very attentively, much more seriously than hanging up at school.
　　 The next day.
　　 Learned Xia Yu in the middle of the night, but woke up at 8 o'clock in the morning, closed his eyes and could not sleep anyway. This was the first day of spring break.
　　Neon has three holidays, spring vacation, summer vacation, and winter vacation.
　　Spring break is the end of a school year, usually from March to early April.
　　 And April 1st is the start of the new school year for neon secondary and higher schools.
　　 Xia Yu could only get up and sigh and wash up.
There was movement in the narrow small courtyard. After washing, standing on the corridor, Xia Yu found that the old man got up early. It was like an old donkey dragging the millstone in front of the antique stone mill in the courtyard. Continue to flow out of the grinding disc and into the barrel.
　　 Stand and watch for a while, Xia Yu intends to go up to help, who knows that the old man suddenly let go of his hand, picked up the bucket of soy milk and walked back, "You wash the disc with clean water."
　　 walked past, the old man commanded in his usual tone.
　　Is this tofu?
　　 Xia Yu's mind is full of question marks.
　　 Old men rarely make their own tofu. Most of the tofu used in the dishes is bought from the outer shopping street. Xia Yu is the role of errands. Full of sadness, do not want to mention more.
Uh……
Thinking of the soybeans used to grind tofu, Xia Yu's face changed and hurriedly ran into the kitchen. He soaked a bucket of soybeans, about 5 kg, last night before going to bed. These soybeans can be put into the shell after grinding and soaking for a few hours. It's time to grind out soy milk.
　　 Needless to say, soy milk is definitely used to make water tofu. After all, Xia Yu couldn't wait for cooking practice just after she mastered the new recipe "Magic Mapo Tofu" in the kitchen system last night.
　　 But the bucket of soybeans is gone!
　　 "Old man..." He gritted his teeth and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, his angry but strange convergence disappeared.
　　The old man is also making tofu. He has taken the bag made of tofu cloth, poured the soy milk in the bucket into the bag, and strained the back. The filtered soy milk juice flows into another clean wooden bucket.
　　 Each kilogram of soybeans is about 6 kilograms of water, so a barrel of 5 kilograms of soybeans can finally be made into 30 kilograms of soybean milk, which is more than enough to fill a large wooden barrel. When Xia Yu washed the grinding dishes and returned to the kitchen, he saw that the old man had boiled a large pot of soy milk.
On the kitchen counter next to 　　, some plaster powder was placed.
　　The method of making tofu Xia Yu is still very clear. Even if I didn't know it in the previous life, this time, I've learned how to grind and boil soy milk.
　　Gypsum powder can be said to be the key to making tofu. Without this material, soy milk cannot be solidified.
　　 "Water tofu or dried tofu?"
　　The old man prepared gypsum slurry with a bowl of fresh water. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and poured the slurry into a boiling pot, stirring and returning to ask.
　　 "Water tofu!" Xia Yu answered without hesitation.
　　 The old man pointed to the wooden pallet ready to be placed next to it. There are many such wooden pallets. Layered together, it looks like a steamer. Xia Yu knew what the old man meant, and waited with a wooden tray.
　　The next step is the division of labor and cooperation. The old man scoops the soy milk and Xia Yu holds the trays. These trays are wrapped with tofu cloth. After the soy milk is filled, they are covered with cloth and the next tray is continued.
　　A total of more than ten trays were installed before the soy milk in the pot bottomed out.
　　 Wipe away sweat. Xia Yu looked at the wooden pallet piled up by the base and smiled.
　　 After about half an hour, the water temperature cooled, and the tofu was formed.
　　 So many plates of tofu are enough for him to practice "Magic Mapo Tofu", he doesn't believe in a luminous dish, anyway, there are enough ingredients to splurge on.
　　Wait for the waiting process, Xia Yu left the kitchen and habitually wiped the table and chairs at the storefront.
Xia Yu is a bit of a petite, so these shops have been spotlessly cleaned by him for years. The Xiaoqiang who appeared in the kitchen once let Xia Yu go all out and went to the shopping street to buy several kinds of insecticides in one breath. Let the kitchen return to calm, and there will be no corpses of unknown creatures.
　　 Don't think that Japan has no cockroaches.
　　The climate here is hot and humid, especially suitable for the growth of insects. You're kindly saying that Japanese cockroaches are bigger than domestic ones. Xia Yu heard about the appearance of cockroaches in the mouth of school friends. At that time, his face was all white. This Nima is Fukushima nuclear radiation pollution. ?
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