Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Of course, you cannot add white vinegar directly at this time.

After the soy milk boils, slowly add cold water to cool it down, and then add the pre-diluted white vinegar little by little and in batches.

As time goes by, the tofu pudding gradually forms and separates more and more from the water. At this time, stop adding vinegar, heat it gently for a few minutes, and wait patiently for the tofu pudding to completely solidify.

The final key step is to press the formed tofu pudding into tofu.

It was Xu Liyun's first time trying it, and she couldn't help feeling nervous, until she lifted the veil and saw the tofu inside that was as white as jade. Only then did she feel nervous.

Everyone came here because of the aroma and couldn't help but take a bite. The delicate and silky taste and the rich and mellow bean aroma made people salivate and left a long aftertaste.

Just when everyone wanted to take another bite, Mrs. Guo stopped them half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If you keep taking one spoonful at a time, what will be left for the hard-working men to eat? Lunch time is coming soon, and we have to think about them."

Her deliberately stern words startled everyone, and then they looked at each other and laughed awkwardly.

Xu Liyun looked at the remaining soy milk and silently calculated how many more pots she could make. At the same time, she couldn't help but think of the authentic soy milk that she had not tasted for a long time, and a faint feeling of longing arose spontaneously.

At noon, the tofu on the table became a hot topic of discussion, and everyone was wondering whether this delicacy came from a shop in the town.

When they learned that it was made by the logistics team, everyone was surprised.

When they learned that it was Madam Zhang who taught them the skills personally, everyone had a relieved look on their faces, as if "it was just as they thought". They thought that if it was their own wife or other women in the village, they would never be able to master such skills so easily.

Fortunately, I only muttered these words in my heart, otherwise there would be an uproar at home.

After lunch, the children learned that they would continue making tofu in the afternoon, so they stopped playing and gathered around the stove, staring at it eagerly, full of curiosity about this mysterious process.

"Mrs. Guo, don't make tofu with the leftover soy milk. Add some sugar to it and give it to the children to satisfy their cravings. Look, they haven't left their homes for the entire afternoon. They are so well behaved."

Xu Liyun raised her chin slightly, signaling Mrs. Guo to pay attention to the children around them.

Mrs. Guo followed Xu Liyun's gaze and saw pairs of little eyes full of longing, including the figure of her own children.

"There are so many children, how can one pot be enough to share? Besides, there is not that much sugar."

Mrs. Guo looked embarrassed.

"You can divide the soy milk into two pots. Pour half of this pot over there and add some water. I have some sugar that I can contribute. Split the two pots, and each child should have a small bowl."

Xu Liyun suggested.

When the children heard that they could drink sweet soy milk, they jumped up and down with excitement, and even lined up very consciously.

Soon, Xu Liyun and Zhang Dasao distributed soy milk to the children, two bowls per person.

Xu Liyun originally wanted to say that one bowl was enough, after all, she only had a son who just turned four years old and a baby who was still breastfeeding.

But Mrs. Guo insisted on giving her more, claiming that she would drink the rest herself. Xu Liyun had no choice but to accept it with a smile.

The newly built houses in Zhangjia Village are neatly arranged in rows of independent small courtyard styles. There are a total of 190 houses, distributed in six rows. There is a narrow path between every two households, and there is a wider road for easy passage every ten households.

The area of ​​each household in the first five rows is the same, with thirty households in each row; only the last row is a bit compact, with a total of forty households.

The old banyan tree in the center of the village had its roots exposed in the flood. Thanks to the concerted efforts of the villagers to re-soil and reinforce it, it was able to revive.

When planning, Zhang Laoer deliberately retained the position of the old tree without making any changes, in order to preserve the memory of the village.

Looking at the first row of new houses gradually showing their scale, Xu Liyun casually mentioned based on the drawings in her hand, imagining that when night falls and the lights in each household are turned on, there will no longer be a few scattered lights here. Although it will lose some of the natural wildness, it will add a bit of warmth of fireworks in the world.

At first, he planned to hang a lantern in each aisle, but after careful consideration, he felt that lighting a lantern in front of each household would be more heartwarming and interesting.

Thus, six rows of houses and six styles of lanterns not only light up the night sky, but also add several different styles to this small village.

After asking Carpenter Liu, who was proficient in carpentry, Zhang Laoer learned that the other party was not good at carving. He had to turn to Qi Kai and Guo Jiajie for help.

"Do you two know a master who knows how to carve?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Zhang Laoer's eyes.

"There's none nearby, and I haven't heard of anyone like this in town."

Guo Jiajie is outspoken and says that his many years of living experience have made him familiar with the local conditions.

"Oh, I remember now, there seems to be a carving master in the county town."

Qi Kai tried hard to recall that he had vaguely heard about it from someone else.

"Okay, then you guys go into town tomorrow and ask the carving master to come over, and see if you can buy some chicken and duck seedlings. My wife mentioned this before, but I almost ignored it."

Zhang Laoer then remembered the chores he still had to do at home, and an apologetic smile flashed across his face.

In that simple and warm little house, the surprise brought by the logistics team was like a spring breeze, quietly blowing away the monotonous dining table scene of the past.

It is no longer the simple wild vegetables paired with winter bamboo shoots, black fungus and dried vegetables, nor is it the newly changed tofu flavor that leaves people wanting more. Today, a brand new flavor is about to blossom among everyone's taste buds.

Next to the stove, steam rises up and lingers in the entire simple room, adding a bit of warmth of life to this slightly shabby space.

The crowd gathered around the busy stove, holding porcelain bowls in their hands, with anticipation and curiosity in their eyes. The team moved slowly forward, and every step seemed to be filled with desire for delicious food.

"Sister-in-law Jiajie, what's that bubbling in the pot today?"

A burly man pointed at the tender green floating in the iron pot, his eyes sparkling with childlike excitement and curiosity.

His voice was rough, but there was a rare tenderness when he mentioned food.

Jiajie's sister-in-law smiled as beautifully as a flower. She skillfully waved the wooden spoon in her hand, scooped up a handful of slender green elves from the boiling soup, and lightly poured it into the empty bowl in front of the strong man.

"Try this, it's called bean sprouts, see how it tastes?"

There was a hint of pride in her words, as if she was showing off a carefully prepared work of art.

The sturdy man took the bowl with a serious look, as if he was treating it as a rare treasure.

He carefully picked up a piece of bean sprouts with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently. His brows gradually relaxed and his eyes flashed with disbelief.

“It’s…it’s delicious!”

With the rice still in his mouth, he couldn't wait to share this sudden joy, and his words were a little unclear due to excitement.

"Eat as much as you like. Now we don't have to worry about food anymore, we can eat as much as we want!"

Sister Jiajie's hearty voice echoed in the cottage, conveying unprecedented abundance and peace of mind.