Zhang Jingda looked at the sketch handed over by Xing Rui. There were words he didn't recognize written on it. He looked at Xing Rui in confusion.
"Brother Zhang, this is a mold for making dry tofu. I don't think there is any dry tofu maker near our house. Why don't you try it?
If it doesn't delay you from selling soybean tofu, maybe you can earn more?"
"Dried tofu?"
Zhang Jingda was a little dazed. He seemed to have heard someone say that he had eaten a kind of dry tofu in the south. It was called bean curd. Could it be the dry tofu that Xing Rui mentioned?
"Is it the kind of tofu skin that people in the south eat?"
Hearing Zhang Jingda say the word tofu skin really shocked Xing Rui.
She thought this dynasty had not yet made dry tofu, tofu skin?
Is it the dried tofu that he said? No matter, since Zhang Jingda has heard about it, it will be easier for him to believe what he says next.
"Yes, I also heard from a friend in the south. It is also called dried tofu and is very popular with everyone. Brother Zhang, why don't you try it?"
"I can't do it?"
It can be seen that Zhang Jingda does have this idea, so it will be easy to handle.
"What a coincidence. I really inquired about it carefully. I thought I would open a tofu shop to make dried tofu since I had nothing else to do."
Xing Rui's lies have reached the point where he comes out of his mouth.
"Now you and Sister Shui Lan also know that there is too much work for me to do, so naturally I don't have time to learn how to make tofu."
"Sister Xing Rui, do you know what to do?"
Hearing Xing Rui say that she could, Zhang Jing's eyes burst into laughter.
"Yes, Brother Zhang, you can make soybean curd, so this dry tofu is similar to soybean curd, except that this dry tofu requires the cooked bean liquid to be sprinkled on the bean buns.
Spread layer by layer, compact it, and then peel it off from the bean bag to become dry tofu..."
Xing Rui told Zhang Jingda everything she knew.
This is someone who has been doing tofu all his life. Xing Rui just explained it in detail, and Zhang Jingda already understood it.
"Okay, when I get back I'll find the burlap you mentioned and make bean bags, and then find someone to make a wooden box like this."
"Brother Zhang, remember not to bring the bottom of the box, so that you can get out the dried tofu after pressing it."
"Okay, I get it."
Seeing the excitement on Zhang Jingda's face, Xing Rui coughed lightly and continued,
"Brother Zhang, I've finished talking about the tofu thing. Then I have one more thing to ask of you, Brother Zhang."
"Oh, you said?
"Zhang Jingda looked at Xing Rui hurriedly.
"You should also listen to what Sister Shui Lan said. My sister Xing Min has a man she likes, and he is the little stonemason in the village.
The work he did was too dangerous. Now that he and my sister are going to be a family, I want to wait until he finishes all the work in the village and never do this mason's job again.
I asked him to go to Brother Zhang to learn how to make tofu, is that okay, Brother Zhang?"
"Okay, why not? It just so happens that I have made the dry tofu and he has learned it, so he can come back and open a tofu shop to make dry tofu."
Speaking of Tofu Fang, Zhang Jing also frowned.
"Don't you have a tofu shop in your village? One village is enough. Do you really want him to learn how to make tofu from me?"
"Yes, Brother Zhang, just discipline him. The little mason can only make dry tofu, not soybean tofu, it's the same."
"Okay, after you finish asking him to do his work, come over and learn from me."
"Well, thank you, Brother Zhang."
"What are you talking about, girl? You've helped me a lot when this dried tofu is ready. I should thank you."
Xing Zihe and Liang Weiwei took the cooked catfish, stewed eggplant, and bean paste in a basket to their grandma's house for dinner.
When Chef Han and Li Huimei arrived, it was already dark.
"You're late, I'm late. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!"
As soon as she came in, Li Huimei shouted like a scumbag. Han Quanquan, who was busy repairing the bridge every day, was as black as charcoal. No one would be able to see him if he lay on the ground in the dark and bared his teeth.
"Li Zheng is busy every day for the people in the village, and we have nothing to do. Why wait? Come and sit inside."
Chef Han carefully helped Li Huimei into the room. As soon as she sat down, she smelled a scent.
Looking towards the table, his cold eyes became wider and wider.
"Sister Xing Rui, what are you making? Why is it so delicious? I'm so greedy even if I don't eat it."
"Brother Han, are you kidding? Who in the ten miles and eight villages doesn't know that your cooking is top-notch? I just eat and stew randomly.
Just get used to it. Come on, everyone, sit down quickly and we'll eat."
Zhang Jing was about to get up and pour wine for everyone. Liang Sheng hurriedly picked up the wine jar and poured it for Han Quanquan, and then poured it for Zhang Jing.
Just when he was about to fill himself up, he glanced at Xing Rui inexplicably.
Xing Rui went away and pretended not to see it, but instead introduced the dishes on the table to Li Huimei.
"This is catfish stewed with eggplant, and this is fried tofu puffs. I won't introduce the others because everyone can see them.
Come on, how about you all stretch out your chopsticks and have a taste?"
Han Quanquan impatiently took a mouthful of catfish stewed eggplant and put it in his mouth. As soon as it came into his mouth and chewed it a few times, Han Quanquan exclaimed.
“It’s delicious, it’s delicious. I didn’t expect catfish stewed with eggplant to be so delicious.
When cooking these fish, if they are not cooked properly, they will become fishy and inedible at all, but your fish is obviously not only delicious but also delicious.
The only pity is that it’s a bit cold. If you had just taken a bite right after it came out of the pot, it would definitely be delicious!”
Xing Rui also felt a little embarrassed after being praised so much by Han Quanquan.
"You blame me for this, come here and I'll punish myself with a drink,"
As he was about to swallow his dinner, the chopsticks in Li Huimei's hand hit him directly on the wrist.
"It's crazy to drink like this. No one is a outsider. You have work to do tomorrow, so why don't you drink slowly and talk more?"
"Listen to my sister-in-law, let's drink slowly."
Zhang Jingda was there to smooth things over, and Liang Sheng also picked up the wine bowl at the right time, and the two of them took a big sip with Han Quanquan.
It was another pleasant night. Everyone stopped drinking, ate food, and chatted about home-cooked things. From time to time, laughter flew out of the room.
After three drinks, everyone ate and drank to their heart's content. After sending Han Quanquan and his wife Shui Lan and Zhang Jingda away,
Xing Min helped Xing Rui clean up the leftovers on the table. After everything was cleaned, Xing Rui looked at Liang Sheng and said,
"I'm going to my godfather's place to see Xing Min off. I see you didn't drink much tonight. If nothing happens, go and see how Black Wind is doing."
"Okay, you should come back early."
After walking out of the yard, Xing Rui told Xing Min what she had discussed with Zhang Jingda.
"Sister, do you want the little mason to learn how to make tofu?"
"Yes, we can no longer do the job of masonry. It's too dangerous. Once we've finished making tofu, it's very profitable."
"Sister, I also know that making tofu is very profitable, but there is already a tofu shop in the village. Can we open another one?"
