frightfiction Chapter 52 Bean Curd
Chapter 52 Bean Curd
Looking at Xiaomi, oh, such a smart and sensible child, it would be great if he was a boy!
If I knew his thoughts, I would definitely complain: What's wrong with women? Women can't develop their careers? You look down on women so much. Aren't you born by a woman?
"Okay, it's getting late, we should go back."
After seeing everyone off, they felt extremely tired, so they just had a quick dinner and went to bed.
breakfast.
"Dad, have someone bring the stone mill to our farm soon. Mom, have someone bring the soaked soybeans to the yard as well."
"Row."
She was already used to her daughter's strange ideas.
The whole family gathered in the yard, looking at Xiaomi curiously.
"Pulling a mule, carrying a large basin."
After the mule was brought in, the soaked beans were drained and ground into soy milk. She was not sure if it would work, after all, she had only seen the method on a certain audio platform in her previous life.
Stop after grinding a quarter of the soy milk, take it to the kitchen, pour it into a pot, and heat it slowly over low heat.
I wanted to lean over to take a look at the soy milk in the pot, but my height was limited.
There was no way. Even if I stood on tiptoe, I couldn't see it. "Dad, move a stool for me."
Standing on the stool, "Mom, stir it, don't burn the pot."
"Mom, skim off the foam. Dad, go find a stick and make something like that for hanging clothes in the kitchen."
Lin Dashan understood immediately.
"mother……."
After the soy milk boils, "Take out all the firewood and stop burning it."
A thin layer of oily pulp forms on the surface of the soy milk. "Mom, pick up that layer of pulp with a pair of chopsticks."
Wang frantically used chopsticks to fish it out. It was broken, and several pieces of skin were floating on the surface of the soy milk.
Wang looked at Xiaomi at a loss.
"Pick them all up, Mom. It's okay. You'll get used to it after a few more tries."
Wang glanced at Old Wang and her face felt a little hot.
A thin layer of pulp soon emerged on the surface of the soy milk.
This time, Wang lifted it up slowly and gently, and when it was halfway up it fell down again.
After breaking it again and again and picking it up again and again, I finally picked up a complete piece.
In the yard, rows of soy milk skins are hung on thin bamboo poles.
"Xiaomi, what is this?"
"Bean skin!"
She went to the city to look for it, and found that there was no such thing in Pingyang County. As for other places, sorry, she had never been there and didn't know.
“How do you eat this?”
"Wait until it dries and then see."
She is such a genius, she can succeed in everything she does.
"Mom, let's cook the remaining beans!"
"it is good."
After lunch, we continued to make bean curd skin. It takes about 5 minutes for a layer of bean curd skin to solidify. The temperature of the bean curd cannot be too low and needs to be heated at any time. Therefore, in the afternoon, there were 4 stoves, Wang, two kitchen helpers, and Guan each guarding a stove. There were four farm servants watching the fire, and Lin Dashan and his men were making bamboo racks for drying the food.
Wang's technique of scooping out the tofu skin is very sophisticated, and she can even shape the tofu skin when putting it on the bamboo rack. Xiaomi gave her a thumbs up, her mother is really skillful.
They were all used to doing housework and got the hang of it quickly.
Tofu skin is indeed easy to make, and maybe someone will figure it out later. It doesn't matter, at most the price will be lowered. This thing has low cost and high output, and the only tiring thing is grinding soy milk, but with a mule, this is not a problem.
She believed that bean curd skin could make money. In her previous life, bean curd skin was still a hot-selling product among so many delicacies, which showed its popularity.
"Put them under the porch to dry at night."
"Okay, miss."
In a blink of an eye, three days had passed and the tofu skin that had been dried out was completely dry.
"Mom, let's fry some tofu skin today!"
"Is it ready to eat?" Wang asked in surprise. It was a thin piece of cake, made by her, and she didn't know how it tasted.
"Let's try it later."
Guan said, "Miss, I'm afraid the people in the kitchen don't know how to make this fresh food."
“Soak some and stir-fry with the meat.”
lunch.
"Dad, Mom, please try it. Is the soy milk skin you made delicious?"
"Can we eat it now?" Lin Dashan asked in surprise.
"Yeah, Dad, try it and see how it tastes!"
The whole family took a chopstick of fried bean curd with meat. Xiaomi squinted his eyes and smiled. Well, it is thinner than the modern bean curd and tastes better.
“This tastes good!”
"Why does it smell like meat when I chew it?"
"It's fried with meat, so of course it has a meaty taste. I think this bean curd skin tastes better than tofu, and it's chewier."
“It’s quite delicious!”
"So what do you think about selling this thing?"
"It will definitely sell for money. It tastes better than tofu and is a rare commodity, so there will definitely be a lot of people buying it," Lin Dashan analyzed.
"Dad, how much is a pound of tofu?"
"3 Wen."
"Where are the soybeans?"
"2 yuan per catty."
One pound of soybeans can make more than three pounds of tofu, and one pound of soybeans can earn about 8 cents. One pound of dry bean curd can make three pounds of soaked bean curd. She planned to go the civilian route, so the price had to be affordable. Pingyang County was not that big, and if she wanted to make money, she had to sell it outside. Their family didn't have the ability to do that now, but the Han family could. They were responsible for production, and the Han family was responsible for sales.
"Dad, we sell dried tofu skin for 40 cents a pound. As long as it is properly stored, it will be fine for a year or so."
Lin Dashan thought about how much bean curd skin could be made from one pound of soybeans and its weight after drying. The cost of one pound of bean curd skin was no more than 10 wen, and the profit tripled.
I'm a darling!
"My girl, isn't this price too high? What if Shopkeeper Xu can't sell it?"
Others nodded in agreement, and the number of their heads increased several times!
"Let's talk first." Isn't that how business works? I make a price and you bargain.
The soy milk skin is spread out to dry and becomes bean curd skin, and rolled up to become bean curd sticks. It sells well, and bean curd sticks can also be made, which is another new product.
After dinner, the father and daughter took a large bag of bean curd sheets and got on the mule cart. Now, they no longer needed Lin Dashan to drive when they went to the city, as there were several farmers who could drive.
When Shopkeeper Xu saw the new products, he smiled so much that his face was full of wrinkles. Oh, Brother Lin is here to give money to his master again.
"How do you eat this?"
"This is called oil skin. After soaking until soft, stir-fry it with meat slices or green peppers."
"Brother Dashan, how are you going to sell this oily skin?"
"40 wen per jin. I don't plan to sell my house this time. I can supply it to Shopkeeper Xu."
I can’t sell my house anymore! What a shame!
"Brother Dashan, please sit down for a while. I'll take it to the master to have a look!"
The master said that the Lin family’s new gadgets can be taken directly to the mansion.
"You go and get busy first!"
Looking at the hurried back of Shopkeeper Xu, Lin Xiaomi sighed, it was really a clear borrowing of the position, he was obviously the shopkeeper, but he couldn't make the decision on everything. Although he looked glorious on the surface, he was just a slave.