Dressed as a little girl from the era, the rough guy in the village is so flirtatious

Chapter 32 Making Tofu
as predicted.

After handing the gourd and ladle to his mother, Lin Baoping became a pig to be slaughtered.

"It hurts! Mom, I'm still a patient." Lin Shiru looked pitiful when he saw Lin Baoping touching his head helplessly.

"I know! When will you stop being so noisy!"

Lin Shiru, who was drinking the porridge, watched with relish the two of them going back and forth with each other.

Then he swallowed the black bun in his mouth.

Tsk tsk tsk, her second brother is so pitiful, please help him.

"Mom, let's take a look at the soy milk. Don't get confused!" Lin Shiru looked at the person who was being beaten, and took Liu Cuihua to the stove.

The fire is burning brightly, and the soy milk in the pot is now releasing a lot of fine mist after adding water.

It looks like it will take a while to boil.

"Mom, keep burning the fire and call me when there is more white air in the pot. Let's start filtering out the bean dregs!"

Lin Shiru sorted out the things he needed one by one.

A piece of cloth, two buckets, salt brine and a mold for tofu cubes...

The mold can't be made that small. Fortunately, I asked my brother to find two boards yesterday.

Lin Shiru took out the salt brine that had been placed in the corner of the kitchen last night.

Yesterday's brine made with table salt had no taste whatsoever.

Lin Shiru was a little worried. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this salt brine was salt water.

If the salt water cannot condense the soy milk into shape, you can only buy vinegar to make brine.

"No matter, let's do it first and then talk about it."

"Yan'er, open it soon!" Mother Lin interrupted Lin Shiru's uneasiness at the right time.

"Okay, I'm ready here too!"

"Second brother, come here!" She couldn't pull the cloth filtering the bean dregs by herself.

"Little sister, what do you need from me?" Lin Baoping responded readily.

"Second brother, let's each pull aside!" Unfold the bright red cloth and see the reflection of the red fabric.

"Yan'er! What is this fabric?" Mother Lin was shocked. Where did Yan'er get such a piece of red material? It looked like the color used for weddings.

"Mom, my second brother gave it to me. It's the fabric left by my second sister-in-law. I couldn't find any suitable cloth for making tofu." "Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier. Your second sister-in-law is..." Before he could finish speaking, Was interrupted by Lin Baoping.

"Hey, Mom. I gave this to my little sister!"

"You gave it to me! You don't know what your wife is like!" The second daughter-in-law is very petty.

And it seems that this should be a piece of cloth left by her second daughter-in-law when they got married. What little was left was taken out by her son.

Just thinking about it, you can tell that the second daughter-in-law will be very noisy by then, and it gives Mother Lin a headache just thinking about it.

"Mom, I will make it clear to Meili! Just leave it alone." A turtle knows how to be tough-talking.

She will see how her son ends up then!

"I don't care anymore! When that girl makes a fuss, you will solve it!" Lin Baoping will have a headache by then!

"Mom, take off the fire and pour the soy milk and water here."

The two little ones worked together to pull the bright red cloth.

Watching Mother Lin pour ladle after ladle of soy milk water into the fabric.

"Second brother, let's go in opposite directions. I'll shake it to the left, and you'll shake it to the right."

The three people quickly filtered the bean dregs, added water to knead the bean dregs, and then boiled the soy milk without the bean dregs.

At this moment, Lin Shiru took out the salt brine, scooped out a ladle of salt brine with a gourd gourd, and slowly began to pour water towards both sides of the pot.

Then scoop another ladle, sprinkle it evenly into the pot, and wait little by little for the soy milk to solidify and turn into tofu.

"When the soy milk turns into the shape of snowflakes, the tofu will be ready."

Seeing that the salt water was working, Lin Shiru's tense nerves immediately relaxed.

"Yan'er, is this okay?"

"Well, there's just one last step left."

Take out the washed cloth and spread it on the board. Punch out the solidified tofu pudding in the pot, place it in the cloth and press it into a ball.

"Phew~ It's done!" Lin Shiru's eyes lit up as he reached out to wipe the sweat from his head.

"Is this it?!" Liu Cuihua was speechless.

(End of this chapter)