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Text Chapter 4 The Benefits of Tofu

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    "What is tofu?" After hearing Yan Yunhua's words, Yan Nantian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there should be no tofu in this world.  In a world where material life is abundant and meat products are very popular, tofu is still an indispensable delicacy. It can be seen that tofu naturally has its own unique flavor. ????????????????????????? As the saying goes, things are rare and precious, no one in this world has ever eaten tofu, let alone Mapo tofu, Dongpo tofu, crispy tofu, tofu mixed with spring onions, stinky tofu and other dishes.  Yan Nantian believes that as long as he develops tofu and makes tofu-related delicacies, he will definitely cause a sensation in the chef world, and Yipinju's business will immediately become popular.  Seeing Yan Nantian lowering his head in thought, with a faint look of excitement on his face, Yan Yunhua couldn't help but be curious, and asked: "Xiaotian, what is the tofu you mentioned? And the casserole you mentioned before, how about that?"  Is it something I haven't heard of?" Yan Nantian slowly raised his head, knowing that he had to find a reasonable explanation, otherwise anything new in the future would definitely arouse Yan Yunhua's suspicion.  After Yan Nantian pondered for a moment, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "Grandpa, do you believe in the God of Cooking?" "Of course I do. Who among us chefs doesn't believe in the God of Cooking?" Yan Yunhua showed respect.  Color, Tao.  "Grandpa, when I was injured, I met the God of Cooking in my dream. The God of Cooking handed me many things and said he would accept me as his disciple." Yan Nantian said.  "Xiaotian, if you can dream about the God of Cooking, you must also be a good chef." Yan Yunhua showed a look of joy, but he did not take Yan Nantian's words to heart.  Yan Yunhua believes in the God of Cooking, and he once dreamed of the God of Cooking, but that was just his wishful dream, and it did not mean that he had actually seen the God of Cooking.  "Grandpa, I have really met the God of Cooking. Moreover, he taught me a lot of cooking skills, told me that our family would encounter a crisis, and gave me a way to solve the crisis." Seeing Yan Yunhua  The application was calm, Yan Nantian said quickly.  "Oh, what can I do?" Seeing Yan Nantian's serious face, Yan Yunhua asked with a little more solemnity.  ¡°The God of Cooking gave me the task of making tofu, saying that this is an unprecedented ingredient that can improve our Yipinju business.¡± Yan Nantian said.  "Xiaotian, tell grandpa how to make this tofu?" Yan Yunhua asked.  "Grandpa, the main ingredients for making tofu are soybeans and brine. First, grind the soybeans with a stone mill, then filter out the bean dregs. Boil the remaining soy milk, then add the brine to let the soy milk solidify, and then you can make tofu.  Yes." Yan Nantian explained.  "Xiaotian, there are soybeans in the kitchen, but what kind of brine are you talking about?" Yan Yunhua asked doubtfully.  ¡°Brine is the mother liquor that remains in the salt pond after making salt from seawater or salty lake water. It is the solidifying liquid that allows tofu to be formed.¡± Yan Nantian said.  "Xiaotian, the two raw materials you mentioned are not difficult to find, but can they really make tofu?" Yan Yunhua asked.  "Grandpa, even if you don't believe me, you should believe that God of Cooking is not it. Besides, these two raw materials are not difficult to find. Why don't we give it a try?" Yan Nantian said.  "You're right. Since the Master of the Kitchen God entrusted you with a dream, we can't live up to the God of Cooking's kindness." Yan Yunhua said with a hint of piety.  Seeing that Yan Yunhua was finally persuaded, Yan Nantian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now that he has the God of Cooking as a shield, no matter what amazing deeds he does in the future, he can blame the God of Cooking.  "Grandpa, the restaurant can still last for seven days. Let's split up without further ado. I'll stay at home and grind the soybeans into soy milk. You can go outside to find some brine." Yan Nantian said.  "Okay, let's split up. There is a small stone mill in the yard not far from the back kitchen." Yan Yunhua said.  "I understand, grandpa." Yan Nantian responded, and then solemnly warned: "Grandpa, you still need to keep the tofu development method and the brine secret, and don't let outsiders know." "This  Of course I know that this was passed down from the master of cooking. If it can really make something good, it will be the heirloom of our Yan family." Yan Yunhua nodded, and then gave Yan Nantian a few words before leaving.  The chef went to look for brine.  Seeing Yan Yunhua leaving in a hurry, Yan Nantian was not idle either. He put some soybeans in a basin, washed them all, and then walked to the backyard with the basin.  Sure enough, as soon as Yan Nantian came to the backyard, he saw a small stone mill. This stone mill is usually used to grind flour, but this was the first time it was used to grind soybeans.  The so-calledGrinding is actually very simple. It is to stack two pebbles together, then place the soybeans between the two pebbles, crush the soybeans into powder, and then water the stone mill. The soybeans are ground.  The powder will flow out.  In fact, before grinding the soybeans, it is best to soak the soybeans overnight, which will make grinding easier. However, due to time constraints, Yan Nantian can only spend more energy.  Yan Nantian had just put the soybeans in, and before he had time to grind them, he heard a shout from outside, saying: "Old shopkeeper, old shopkeeper" Hearing the voice of Zhou Dacheng, Yan Nantian put down his work and  Welcoming him out, he said, "Uncle Cheng, Grandpa has gone out on business. If you have anything, you can tell me." "Young shopkeeper, the tailor and the child you are looking for, Da Wa and I have already found them, and we have them now."  I'm waiting in the hall to listen to your orders," Zhou Dacheng explained.  "Okay, let's take a look together." Yan Nantian said with a smile.  The two of them walked into the lobby and saw Zhou Dawa standing aside, a middle-aged man sitting on a bench, and several children playing nearby.  Seeing Yan Nantian come out, Zhou Dawa hurriedly came up to him and asked: "Young shopkeeper, Tailor Zhou and the children have been brought here. What do you think we should do next?" "Daw, you go to the backyard first and put the  Grind those soybeans into pulp for me, I will use them later," Yan Nantian ordered.  "Okay, young shopkeeper." Zhou Dawa said with a bitter look.  Zhou Dawa glanced at the tailor and the child. He wanted to know how the tailor and the child could promote the restaurant, but he had to listen to Yan Nantian's instructions and walked to the backyard reluctantly.  Seeing the disappointed look on Zhou Dawa's face, Yan Nantian had no idea what to do. The restaurant still had seven days to revitalize Yipinju and earn enough rent. It was not an easy task.  Yan Nantian must make good use of every minute and every second.  Yan Nantian turned around and took a look at Tailor Zhou and the children. He couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. The success of Yipinju's publicity depends on these half-grown children.  ¡­ While Yan Nantian and others were working hard to revitalize Yipinju, Wu Chunlai was not idle, but rushed to a teahouse near Yipinju.  Wu Chunlai straightened his belly and walked into the private room of a tea house. There was a middle-aged man sitting in the private room. He stood up from his seat, cupped his hands towards Wu Chunlai and said, "Wu Yuanwai, what happened in the restaurant?"  "I wonder how it went?" "Wang Yuanwai, don't worry, I've already taken care of it," Wu Chunlai said with a smile.  This man, who is called Wang Yuanwai, is named Wang Xuefu. He is the one who wants to rent a Yipinju restaurant, so he is waiting for Wu Chunlai in the teahouse.  "Executive member Wu, I wonder when that restaurant will be vacated?" Wang Xuefu said with a hint of joy.  Wang Xue¡¯s rich ancestors opened restaurants. As the restaurant business continues to expand, they also want to open a branch in Wujiang Town. However, Wujiang Town has a large population and bustling business, so it is not easy to find a suitable store.  A few days ago, I learned about Yipinju¡¯s situation, and went to Wu¡¯s house to find Wu Chunlai, who wanted to rent Yipinju¡¯s restaurant. This led to the scene this morning.  "Seven days." Wu Chunlai took a sip of tea and said.  "Seven days?" After hearing Wu Chunlai's words, Wang Xuefu frowned slightly and suggested: "Exceptor Wu, can't the restaurant be vacated earlier?" It's not easy to find a restaurant in Wujiang Town. Now it's hard to find a suitable one.  Wang Xuefu naturally wanted to move in earlier to avoid any accidents.  What's more, the chefs and waiters in the new restaurant have been found. As long as they move into the restaurant, they can start business. If they delay for one more day, they will make less money for one day. Naturally, Wang Xuefu is not willing to wait any longer.  "I have promised Shopkeeper Yan to let them stay for another seven days. It is not good to kick them out in advance now." Wu Chunlai hesitated for a moment and said.  "Okay, Mr. Wu, I can give you the deposit first." Wang Xuefu pondered for a moment, took out a banknote from his pocket, and placed it on the tea table in front of the two of them.  Looking at the banknote on the table, Wu Chunlai's eyes changed, and his expression became a little more friendly. He instinctively touched the banknote with his right hand and said with a smile: "Wang Yuan, you are so polite." Seeing Wu  When Chun Lai came to touch the banknote, Wang Xuefu did not let go immediately, but said with a half-smile: "Executive member Wu, I will hand over the deposit to you first, but I also have a small request. I hope you can agree?" "What request?"  ?" Wu Chunlai stared at the banknote and asked.    "Seven days is too long." Wang Xuefu said as he handed over the banknote and said: "I want to move into the restaurant within three days!"
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