80s Taoism

? [Sorry, I broke my promise yesterday, it was too late to come back. There is not enough sleep time these few days. Some can't hold it anymore. If you don’t go out today, you will make up for it. 】

"Uncle Jiwang, what's the matter with this Chen Dianzi?" Zhang Jiaohua looked at Chen Dianzi's back, and pushed Zhang Jiwang who was sitting aside with her hand. Zhang Jiaohua is the master today, so naturally he is sitting on the head seat. Zhang Jiwang is a senior, and naturally sits on the same bench with Zhang Jiaohua.

"Chen Dianzi. At that time, who would dare to call him Chen Dianzi. He was always called Chen Xiucai. He was capable of literary and military skills. At that time, among the young people, Chen Dianzi was definitely the best. What a pity. Where can the people who know who came from the city fell to where they are now... Uh, what did I say to you a little kid? Do you think you are an adult when you sit on the top seat?" Zhang Ji Wangmi took a mouthful Jiu, smiled and glanced at Zhang Jiaohua.

"Who is rare!" Zhang Jiaohua said disdainfully, grabbing a chicken leg from the bowl, and gnawing at it.

Zhang Jiwang chuckled and squirted out the little wine he had just drunk in. Fortunately, he was very responsive, and when he sprayed, he deliberately moved towards the open space, so that the people next to him did not suffer.

The few of Zhang Qigao's accompany with the wine stared at Zhang Jiwang in a daze, but Zhang Jiwang gave Zhang Jiwang a vain look. He estimated that Zhang Jiwang's laughter must be nothing good. Ba% has something to do with him.

Zhang Jiwang suppressed a smile, "This is the first time I saw a navy sitting on the head seat gnawing chicken legs."

Everyone laughed heartily.

Zhang Biaohua rolled his eyes and knew that there was nothing good. Zhang Biaohua didn't bother to care about with Zhang Jiwang, a bad old man, but he spoke very powerfully. Big mouthfuls were torn down with teeth, as if biting Zhang Jiwang. Zhang Jiwang's scalp is numb.

"Uncle Jiwang, if you keep laughing at me, don't blame me for letting you..." Zhang Biaohua was about to threaten Zhang Jiwang.

Zhang Jiwang knew what Zhang Jiwang was going to say, so he quickly picked up another chicken drumstick and placed it in the Zhang Jiwang flower bowl, "Betting, you shouldn’t mess around with Grandpa Jiwang. You have a lot of grown-ups. This chicken drumstick can be regarded as grandpa Jiwang’s apologize for you. ."

Others don't know, Zhang Jiwang knows it, and the navy master uttered a curse. If the beggar said that he would not be good at carpentry in the future, he might really not be good at it. This thing is very evil, even if the size is not bad, when all the parts are aligned, it just doesn't match up. This is Sha. Breaking the evil will seriously affect the career of a carpenter. Zhang Jiwang still thought that when he was building the bridge today, Zhang Enzhong joked with Zhang Biaohua unconsciously, and Zhang Biaohua said that. From now on, Zhang Enzhong probably couldn't cry.

Therefore, Zhang Jiwang quickly apologized to Zhang Biaohua and prevented him from speaking out.

After dinner, Chen Meijuan sealed red envelopes to Zhang Biaohua and Zhang Jiwang. When Zhang Biaohua received the red envelopes, he carefully looked at the difference between the two people's red envelopes. It's a pity that they are all tightly sealed with red paper. It looks a little thicker.

"Look at it? How about I change one with you." Zhang Jiwang smiled.

"Don't even think about it." Zhang Biaohua quickly stuffed the red envelope into the trouser bag. Who knows, just after taking a step, the red envelope came out of the trouser legs. Only then discovered that the red envelope was stuffed into the rotten trousers bag. Quickly picked up the red envelope that fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiwang smiled, "Oh, it's a pity. If I react faster, I will find a big red envelope."

Zhang Jiaohua simply pinched the red envelope with his hands, not daring to put it in the trouser pocket.

Zhang Qigao's family is very thankful. Although there is no result yet, after this ceremony, the whole family seems to be more confident.

Xie Chun'e picked up the chicken nuggets and put the chicken into the man's bowl, "Get up high, eat more."

"You naughty woman, I ate all the good stuff by myself, what do you guys eat?" Zhang Qigao's face was a little unhappy.

Chen Meijuan hurriedly said, "Your wife cares about you, why are you unreasonable? The most important thing for the whole family now is that your young couple hurry up and give birth to a baby. Chun'e, don't just feed Qi Gao alone, you have to eat too. During this period, I rushed to the market several times to buy some meat to improve my life."

This night, Zhang Qigao's family was very moving, and the village could hear it, and thought it was a fox and Meizi.

Before dawn the next day, Zhang Enzhong's family had been busy for most of the day.

Zhang Enzhong’s family ancestors have not known how many generations of tofu have been beaten for generations. How long should the beans be soaked and how long can the beans swell to the best, how much water should be added when grinding the soy milk, and the thickness of the grinding... These details, they all Has been accurate to a single cent. Therefore, every time they make tofu, the thickness is even, and the thickness of each stick of tofu is not much different.

But this morning, something went wrong. When filtering, Zhang Enzhong found that the filtering was particularly laborious today. The cloth bags used for filtering seemed to have become plastic bags, and all the gaps seemed to be completely blocked. No matter how hard Zhang Enzhong did, soy milk just couldn't get out. A bag of warm thick soy milk rolled around on the shelf, but the fine soy milk dripped slowly into the barrel like a thread that might break at any time.

"Ms. Pig, did you boil the soy milk today?" Zhang Enzhong could only attribute the reason to the soy milk not being fully cooked.

Wang Fang was also very surprised by the result, "Why didn't it boil? Didn't you see that the soy milk was boiled several times. It's exactly the same as usual. How could it be filtered out?"

It's the same, Zhang Enzhong saw it himself. But since it is the same, filtering is usually the same as filtering water, and it is filtered out at once. Why is it filtered out today?

Zhang Enzhong forgot that Zhang Jiahua had said something during the day. He didn't take Zhang Jiahua's words seriously at all. Do you think it matters to make a joke?

Zhang Enzhong tossed for a long time, and after a lot of effort, he finally filtered out the fine soy milk. Today there is almost twice as much tofu residue as usual.

"If every day is like today, I will lose my underwear." Zhang Enzhong muttered.

Pour the fine soy milk into the pot and cook it again, which is one-third less than usual. Seeing Zhang Enzhong's couple feel distressed. In total, it also saved so much. Today's tofu is all sold, which is enough to protect the cost.

Soy milk is boiled again~www.wuxiahere.com~ Just once is enough. The heat is well controlled, and Zhang Enzhong opened the lid of the pot as soon as the soy milk was started. It didn't flow out at all. The mellow soy milk scent fills the kitchen.

Zhang Enzhong weighed the calcined gypsum powder, put it in a bowl, and mixed it with water. Then pour it into a wooden barrel. Zhang Enzhong's couple poured the boiled soymilk into the barrel directly. This impact process just mixes the gypsum water in the barrel evenly. Under the hydration of gypsum, the protein components in soy milk will condense into a jelly, which is tofu.

Zhang Enzhong used to use a chopstick to measure the goodness of tofu. He put a chopstick upright on the top of the wooden barrel, let the chopsticks fall vertically, and insert the chopsticks into the tofu. It shows that the quality of tofu is very good.

However, today's situation is very wrong. The chopsticks fell and sank directly in the soy milk.

Zhang Enzhong was shocked, and the tofu was gone! Zhang Enzhong hasn't seen anything like this for many years, and he didn't expect to taste this kind of bitterness again today.

"From now on, your tofu won't come out of tofu at all, only the scum!"

Zhang Enzhong's childish voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Enzhong's mind.