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Chapter 135 Soy Milk

"Do you want the leftover beans to be made into soy sauce too?"

On Thursday afternoon, when everyone was putting the wheat bran sauce fermented grains into the bottom of the glass vat and preparing to put the vats into the warehouse, Liang Gong looked at the container with most of the remaining beans next to him and couldn't help but ask.

Leftover beans?

Xiangchuan looked up at the large container next to him and fell into silence.

Do you want to continue making soy sauce? Xiangchuan touched his chin and felt that it was no longer necessary.

Originally, she planned to make soy sauce with the remaining beans, so that it could be used at home and in the club before the soy sauce was mass-produced three months later. However, the three members of the club couldn't sit still and made the wheat bran soy sauce.

If soy sauce is recognized by modern people, then wheat bran soy sauce will be targeted by the Bureau of Agriculture first before soy sauce is released. With this lesson learned, the production license of soy sauce will not have to wait until three months later, said

It may be put into mass production sooner than expected.

The conclusion is: there is no need to continue making soy sauce from the remaining beans.

"Beans...beans..." Kagawa searched in his mind for the soybean-related dishes he usually eats.

To be honest, since she started living as a social animal, she has rarely been exposed to things like soybeans or sweet potatoes, which can make her stomach bloated after eating them. When she thought about it, she only thought about the pigs her mother cooked when she went home for the Spring Festival every year.

Bone soybean soup and soybean braised pig's feet.

Where can I find edible pork? Kagawa simply suppressed this option.

So what else is there besides these? Kagawa unloaded a small box of soybeans from the container, grabbed a handful and played with them.

Soybean paste is a good choice. When I was in college, my classmate from the north in the dormitory next door taught everyone how to make soybean paste. Although Xiangchuan has forgotten the detailed method, I still have an impression of the general ingredients and no soy sauce is used.

Complex seasonings such as spices seem to be very simple to make.

As she usually loves to eat fish heads, she first thought of Doubanjiang, but she was not sure whether the Doubanjiang made from spicy powder had a normal taste, so she did not dare to think about it in detail.

What else is there besides these... Or think about it from another angle, it is not food or condiments, but drinks...

for drink!

"Yes!" Xiangchuan couldn't help shouting what was in his heart, startling the three people next to him.

The three people who were busy turned around and saw their president rushing out of the warehouse quickly, shouting as he ran: "Big Star - help me take a box of soybeans to the kitchen -!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then continued to do the work at hand.

My own president has always had this fiery style of action, which he had seen during the class competition a month ago.

It actually frightened Lisa, who was responsible for supervising the four people's work today: Has the eldest daughter of the director's family become so out of touch?

After the three of them were busy for more than 20 minutes, Daxing came over and told everyone to go to the kitchen together.

Ouyang Yating and others looked at each other in shock: Has the president created something new?

The three of them came to the kitchen with Lisa, who had already expected it. As soon as they entered the dining room, they smelled a sweet smell similar to milk, and then saw several cups with white liquid on the table.

"Have a drink?" Xiangchuan stretched out half of his body from the kitchen, holding a strainer with white residue in his hand, "If you think it's not sweet enough, you can put some sugar and stir it, but don't put too much, otherwise it will be eaten for dinner.

No food."

This is treating them as guinea pigs. The three of them looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. It seemed that since the class competition, their president had a weird habit of experimenting on people around him. He didn't know who it was.

It was ruined.

Fortunately, the "experimental products" tasted pretty good every time, and everyone complained in their hearts. Over time, they became happy to be this first time crab eater.

And judging from Kagawa's previous behavior, most of these white liquids are drinks related to beans. Since the soy sauce made from beans can be used as seasoning, it is no problem to use it as a drink, right? The three of them thought about it and unanimously said

Pick up their respective cups.

When he got closer, he noticed that the liquid in the cup was emitting white smoke, and when he brought it to his mouth, he was hit by the steam. Liang Gong remembered the way Kagawa blew lightly on the spoon before drinking soup during the class competition dinner.

, followed the same example and blew it twice, and then took a small sip.

Modern people have never eaten beans, so naturally they cannot appreciate the so-called "bean aroma". At this time, Liang Gong only felt that it was a little sweet and a little fishy in his mouth, but with the aroma and smooth taste, it was not unpleasant to drink overall.

He looked at his two companions, both of whom had the same confused expressions on their faces.

It tastes good, but not really. It tastes bad. Thinking back to the liquid food I tasted not long ago, I feel that this smooth and fragrant new drink is not that bad.

Xiangchuan, who was pouring the bean dregs into the bowl, turned around and saw the subtle expressions on the three of them, knowing that they were not used to drinking this original soy milk.

"You'd better add a spoonful of sugar. I guess the original flavor will take some time for you to get used to." Kagawa smiled bitterly, taking the seasoning box and scooping a spoonful of sugar into each of the three people's cups, and then gave them chopsticks to stir evenly, "Also

If you want to drink, you can pour it into the kettle next to you, I made a lot of it."

After saying that, he turned around and continued pouring the bean dregs.

Bean dregs are a fun thing! Use them to make fried bean dregs cakes, which will make the kids next door cry!

Xiangchuan swallowed, asked the chef to take out the flour from the warehouse, prepare the fillings, and excitedly started cooking up a new recipe.

Will adding sugar make any difference?

The three of them stirred the chopsticks in their hands doubtfully. Through the insulated glass, they could see the fine sugar quickly melting into the white liquid. Liang Gong brought the soy milk to his mouth again, and at this time, the aroma seemed to be much stronger in his nose.

After tasting the sweet taste, he took another sip curiously, then opened his eyes wide.

Delicious!

The three of them looked at the soy milk in their hands in disbelief, and then at the sugar placed next to Kagawa.

It's hard to imagine that just a spoonful of sugar can change the taste of this liquid completely.

Just as Xiangchuan was mixing the bean dregs into the flour to prepare the noodles, he turned around and saw the three of them looking dumbfounded. He asked curiously: "What? It's still not to your liking?"

She was also depressed. These three people usually kept milk in their hands when they were in the club and during breakfast and lunch. If they could accept milk, logically speaking, soy milk should also be acceptable?

Is it possible that modern people's tongues are not used to soy milk? But the cup of original soy milk she just drank in one gulp did not cause any discomfort in her tongue or stomach?

"No, no, it tastes good." Liang Gong shook his head quickly. As a good boy, he was taught by his mother to tell the truth since he was a child. "I'm just a little surprised. Just adding a spoonful of sugar can have such a big difference in taste. It's different from what I just drank.

They don’t seem to be the same thing.”

Is it such an exaggeration? Kagawa thought for a while, and it seems that he did not see original soy milk in restaurants during his working life and childhood. Most of the soy milk sold in mass on the market is basically sweetened soy milk.

It can only be said that original soy milk does not have as many audiences as pure milk.


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