flstandardbreds Chapter 311 Pushing Tofu
Chapter 311 Pushing Tofu
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
There were still fine snowflakes floating in the sky, and the snow on the ground had piled up again. When you stepped down, you could see a deep pit.
Snowflakes fell on the wooden boards and were melted by the fiery red pig blood. Everyone's face was filled with smiles. They thought that this year, which was originally disappointing, could now be a prosperous New Year.
People lined up in groups of three or five to get pork, it was chaotic but orderly.
There are five people in Yun Zhenzhen's family. Each person can get two and a half kilograms of pork, which sounds like not much meat, but it should be enough to eat for several meals if you take it back.
"Here, this is your meat. It's all strung up for you." Zhu the Hunter looked at her with a smile. "Do you want all the meat? There's still a lot of pig blood and bones. Would you like some too?"
Yun Zhenzhen waved her hand.
Just as they were about to leave with their things, the village chief suddenly spoke up: "Wait, is Yun Tongsheng also home? And the Master and the others have been in our village for so long and have helped the villagers a lot. They should also have a share, don't you think?"
The people queuing behind nodded when they heard this.
"This Yun Tongsheng used to teach my child, but he refused to accept my tuition. This time, the village finally got some meat, and I must share it with this child."
"The same goes for Master Yan. Since he came, our school has grown bigger and bigger. Many children in the village can go to school, and the cultural level of our village is getting higher and higher."
"And Master Xiao Ning, who helped us fight the outsider before and asked the whole village to learn martial arts, is the master of our entire village. We must give him this piece of meat."
"That's right, giving meat is what we deserve."
"Oh right... and Young Master Wang. Even though he's not here right now, he's lived in the village for so long that he's considered half a Qin Villager. He should have everything he deserves."
"..."
Everyone was chattering away, their faces full of enthusiasm, which made Yun Jing, who was standing by, unable to refuse.
Yun Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Okay, then give me their share and bring it back with me. I'll give it to them when the time comes."
She reached out and took the rope that was passed back to her. She felt the heaviness in her hand and a sense of satisfaction of a good harvest.
Not only did everyone in Qinjia Village receive fresh pork, but even the newcomers to Qinjia Village got a share. The amount for everyone was the same, with no bias at all.
Some people were carrying pork, and some were bringing out basins filled to the brim.
It is also the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. The Chinese New Year is just two days away, and every household is busy preparing food for the New Year.
After Yun Zhenzhen spread the news, people came to her house one after another to buy firewood in the past few days. The firewood was originally intended to be delivered to the town, but it has been almost sold out in the past few days.
After dinner, Erya began to clean up the dishes, while Yun Zhenzhen prepared to marinate the wild boar meat she brought back.
The room gradually became dim. There was no oil lamp, and the only light was the fire in the fire pit. Watching several people washing dishes in the dark, Yun Zhenzhen went to light the pine oil lamp.
When the light was turned on, the room became noticeably brighter.
Yun Zhenzhen evenly spread the old rice wine all over the wild boar meat, then applied pepper and salt on it, rubbing it constantly with her hands, so as to remove the fishy smell of the wild boar to the greatest extent.
After about a cup of tea, the corners of several pieces of pork were covered with seasonings. The meat was placed on a wooden board and pressed with two stones to squeeze out the moisture and blood.
Place it in the house and press it for three or four days, then put it on the fire to smoke dry.
After the meat was pressed, Yun Zhenzhen took a basin and placed the blood dripping from under the wooden board. It was full of salt. It would be a pity to pour it out, but she could use it to dilute it and feed the pigs, so there would be no waste at all.
There was some pig blood and some internal organs missing from the side. It was a bit late today and there was no time to deal with them, so she took a cover and covered it to prevent small insects from crawling around.
"Erya, we still have a lot of beans at home. We can soak them tonight and make tofu tomorrow."
Erya is the one who tidies up everything in the house. No one knows where things are placed better than her. She comes to clean every day and remembers everything clearly. So over time, Yun Zhenzhen likes to call Erya "Erya" when she is looking for something.
"Yes, I remember you brought back quite a lot last time, probably around 20 to 30 kilograms."
It was already dark now. Yun Zhenzhen was holding a pine oil lamp. "I'll just go get it. Soak it tonight and grind it out tomorrow."
"After you finish washing this, go back to bed. We can take care of the rest. You can come back tomorrow."
"okay."
……
Early the next morning.
The Yun family got up early. The Chinese New Year is only two days away, and they have been very busy recently.
As soon as the sky was getting light, Yun Zhenzhen got up to grind beans. The tofu had to be made early, as there were many other things to do later.
Qin Li was helping to grind the beans on one side, while Erya was slowly cutting meat on the other side, preparing to make tofu blood sausage later.
It was foggy as soon as I went out in the winter morning, and the cold wind blew on my face, causing pain. Qin Li sniffed, and his hands holding the grinding rod were frozen red.
He looked down at the large bucket of beans in front of him, then turned to look at Yun Zhenzhen: "Mom, how many beans are in here? Can we finish all of them if we make so many?"
"Don't worry, these dozens of kilograms of beans can make twice as much tofu. There are about 20 kilograms in here, which can make about 40 kilograms of tofu. We'll also have to add pig blood and pork. If you can't finish it, you can send some to your grandparents..."
"Besides, we can give it to Aunt Zhao and the others to try. The leftovers can be used to make tofu soup, mapo tofu, and tofu and crucian carp slices. I guarantee you won't be able to get enough of them."
Thinking of this, he stopped worrying about it and continued to work on his task.
The creaking sound continued to be heard in the yard. After half an hour of grinding, it was estimated that only three pounds of beans were ground.
Yun Zhenzhen put the soy milk dregs he had ground into gauze, hung it up and shook it gently to filter out the dregs.
If the filtration is not clean once, you have to continue for the second time. After filtering, the soy milk can be put directly into the pot, boiled over high heat, and foam will slowly rise. At this time, it is not completely cooked.
It takes about a cup of tea to cook the soy milk over medium or low heat until it is truly cooked.
Smelling the rich bean aroma coming out of the pot, Yun Zhenzhen scooped out a few bowls, sprinkled some rock sugar on them, and a bowl of soy milk with rich bean aroma and sweetness was ready.
"Xiao Nan, come here and have some soy milk." He first served a bowl to the children at home, and then had a bowl for himself.
"I'm coming!" Xiao Nan heard the voice and ran in quickly. As soon as he entered the house, he sniffed hard. When he smelled the sweet aroma of soy milk, his eyes narrowed.