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Chapter 268 Homemade "Black Tofu"

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    "Ren Tao, are you not going out this afternoon?" Grandma asked.

    "Oh, I won't go out, I only went out in the morning, and I will stay at home in the afternoon." I replied.

    "I want to make black tofu (meaning konjac), but no one can help me light the fire." Grandma said with a smile.

    I understood what grandma meant, so I took the job without hesitation.

    On the one hand, I am also very happy to be able to help grandma do what I can; on the other hand, being able to see the process of making black tofu is also a kind of learning.

    "Let's go, let's dig out black medicine first (the raw material for frying black tofu, similar to taro)" just do it, grandma greeted me.

    "I'm going to get a hoe, where can I dig?" I asked as I ran to the utility room.

    "Just at this door, the tall pole next to the taro is black medicine." Grandma's voice came from behind.

    It's easy to be right at the door. At first I thought it was planted far away.

    There are several rows of taro planted at the door, next to the taro are leeks and garlic sprouts, and there are some shallots and green onions.

    "Look, that's the one!" Grandma said, pointing to a few half-person-high plants next to the taro.

    Only then did I notice the so-called konjac.

    The half-person-high rhizome has a lighter background, white with a little pink, and is covered with black spots. On the rhizome, like a branch, it is divided into several branches, covered with green leaves the size of jujubes.

    Grandma told me that black medicine, like taro, grows underground, and the rhizomes on it cannot be eaten.

    "Grandma, do you have to dig all of these back?" There were a total of five black medicines around, large and small.

    "No! I can't finish it! Just dig the biggest one!" Grandma took the hoe in my hand, first shoveled off the root of the black medicine, and shoveled the soil around the root, and estimated  After the size of the black medicine, raise the hoe high and dig it all at once!

    The front half of the hoe was completely nailed into the soil. Grandma held the tail of the hoe and pried it hard. The black medicine was wrapped in a large piece of soil and lay quietly beside the hoe.

    "I'm coming!" Squatting down, I vigorously broke off the soil on it, revealing two fist-sized black medicines.

    "Is one enough?" I raised my head and took the black medicine that removed the soil in my hand, so that grandma could see its size.

    "That's enough, don't look at how small it is, it will be at least half a pot when it's fried!" Grandma explained.

    I am dizzy!  Just this thing bigger than a fist can make half a pot of konjac?  Are you kidding me?

    The pots used in rural earthen stoves are not small. We call them "three boards" pots here. Literally, they can be directly understood as being able to hold three large pots of water, a big pot like a washbasin!

    Although I don't really believe it, grandma will never lie to me. After tidying up the guys, grandma took a hoe and black medicine and said to me: "Ren Tao, go and see if your second grandma is there, and call them over to play.  Just say that I am going to fry black tofu."

    "Which second grandma?" I asked.  There are two second grandmothers in the yard, one is Ren Yao's mother and the other is Ren Hao's grandmother.

    "Call them all! The fried black tofu is so much ready that you can't finish it. Tell them to come over and get some back to eat."

    After taking the order, I went to call the two second mistresses over.

    After walking around the forest, I returned home first. The two second wives had already been notified, and they specially reminded them to bring the black tofu stuffer.

    Grandma has already washed the black medicine, and the stone mill has been placed on the pot.

    "Ren Tao, help me chop a piece of bamboo. It's as thick as an arm and it's more than one meter long." Grandma said to me.

    I took the scimitar and ran to the bamboo forest at the door. I can chop as many bamboos as I want.

    I found one with the right thickness, cut it off, and took the middle part back home.

    It happened that grandpa rushed back, and after taking the bamboo in my hand, grandpa started to make it skillfully.

    The bamboo is cut flat at one end to prevent scratching hands.

    The other end was evenly sliced ??into bamboo strands about two millimeters thick.

    Grandma cut the black medicine into soybean-sized particles, poured it into a basin, and soaked it in water for later use.

    The two second grandmothers came to the house one after another, and they were surprised to see that the grandmother was about to start making black tofu. It seems that this is a very troublesome thing?

    After exchanging pleasantries, the two grandmas began to chat without saying a word.

    Grandma started the rough processing of black medicine.

    Spoonfuls of black medicine granules are poured into a stone mill, and after being crushed by the stone mill, they become white.The juice from the ashes flows into the pot.

    It took more than 20 minutes to grind a small pot of black medicine granules before it was over.

    Originally, it was my exclusive fire place, but it was taken away by Ren Hao's grandma.

    Next, it is to witness the miraculous process of turning black medicine into black tofu!

    As the temperature in the pot rose, the black medicine that had just been ground into juice began to emit bubbles of different sizes.

    The bamboo that grandma asked me to chop back at the beginning is now in handy.  The cleaned bamboo is used as a stirring tool and plays a great role.

    "Ren Tao, go get me half a bowl of lime under the bedside table!" Grandma said quickly.

    It seems that it is an urgent matter!  I quickly found a small bowl and filled half a bowl of lime under the cabinet.

    Grandma took the small bowl, added water and stirred it, and poured the freshly made lime water directly into the pot.

    While stirring and stirring, a unique aroma of konjac mixed with the pungent taste of lime water came out.

    Seeing that grandma has begun to wipe the sweat from her forehead, I originally wanted to help grandma stir it, but she refused with a smile. It seems that only by controlling it herself can the konjac be produced.

    After the stirring was over, grandma added another pot of water to the pot, and the thick paste was diluted.

    When the pot boiled again, Second Mistress stopped the fire.

    Another second mistress also stood up and gathered around the pot.

    Two large pots were placed beside the pot, and grandma picked up the gourds, one after another, and quickly scooped the konjac in the pot into the pots.

    After the end, wash the pot and rest.

    Let Konjac undergo a miraculous transformation quietly, and the three laughed and chatted.

    In the afternoon, the temperature dropped, and the konjac in the pot also cooled and solidified.

    Grandma got up and took a knife, cut the konjac, gently dug up a piece, held it in the palm of her hand, the gray-black gloss, very special taste, trembling trembling, all these indicated the success of konjac!

    The house was filled with the laughter of several people, as if they had returned to the time when they were young, the era when they could often fry konjac

    Grandma picked up a few pieces of cut konjac and put them into the big soup pot brought by the two second grandmas.

    After taking the konjac with a smile, thank you again and again, and the two grandmas rushed home to prepare dinner. Our Linzi will definitely serve a few more delicious dishes made of konjac tonight.

    Although the containers brought by the second grandmas were big enough, they still didn¡¯t take away much konjac. Our family still has a whole pot left, and there is also a small half pot of konjac that was just left.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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