The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

   Chapter 139 They are a good match

  The rich and sweet soy milk has won them unanimous praise.

   Xie Jun and Zhao Meilan wanted another bowl after drinking one.

"Let's pretend, but you have to remember that this soy milk must be fully cooked before drinking it, otherwise it will cause nausea, diarrhea and stomach pain. Also, don't keep the prepared soy milk for too long, it is best to drink it the same day. Don't stay overnight."

   "Hmm, I remember."

   Zhao Meilan nodded, and with Zhao Chuchu's permission, went to pack another bowl of soy milk.

   Xie Heng finished drinking and took the gypsum water to order tofu.

   It worked once!

   Zhao Chuchu: "..."

  People are really mad at people.

   Zhao Chuchu felt that he was not bad at all, except for the skills related to eating, which seemed to be abolished, and could not light up.

   "It's done?" Zhao Guitang looked at the curdled tofu with excitement.

   "Almost there, there is one last step left." Zhao Chuchu said, "Where is the wooden drawer you asked you to prepare earlier?"

   "Here, here." He Shi hurriedly brought the wooden drawer over.

   Zhao Chuchu put a layer of clean white cloth in the wooden drawer, poured the condensed soy milk into it, then covered it and compacted it to remove the moisture.

   After doing this, Zhao Chuchu mixed sweet and salty tofu flowers: "Try this again."

   "Is this edible?" He Shi asked curiously.

   Zhao Chuchu explained with a smile: "It's called bean curd flower, it's tender and smooth, you'll know it after you've eaten it."

   "I want too." Xie Jun, who had just drank two bowls of soy milk, handed over the bowl immediately, "Sister-in-law, pack it for me."

   "After you eat so much, you won't be afraid to endure it for a while?"

   "If it doesn't last, I can still eat it."

   Xie Jun touched his already round belly and looked at Zhao Chuchu pitifully.

  Can Zhao Chuchu refuse?

cannot,

  Xie Jun ate the bean curd he was thinking about.

   Zhao Chuchu asked Xie Heng: "Do you want sweet or salty?"

   "Salt, thank you." Xie Heng said.

   "Uuuuu, it's delicious, Sister Chu Chu, why do you think about this?" Zhao Meilan felt that this was the best food she had ever eaten.

   Zhao Chuchu tapped her forehead: "There will be more delicious food later, but you have to make the rest of the tofu first. Auntie, let Dalang teach you later."

   "What about the tofu we made?" He asked, "Will it be sold in the town tomorrow?"

   "Don't worry, let's give the tofu made today to the people in the village to try it. If I make it tomorrow, I will bring it to the town to sell." Zhao Chuchu said.

   "Sure, I will listen to you." He felt that this kind of fresh food would definitely sell well, and he was very motivated.

   After she ate the bean curd, she went back to work.

   Zhao Meilan also hurried to help.

   Zhao Guitang was in a hurry because he helped his daughter-in-law very much, but he couldn't help anything.

"Uncle Gui, you'd better take it easy. If you hurt your leg again, it won't be easy to think about it later. Auntie and Meilan still have to rely on you. Your task now is to heal the injury first." Zhao Chuchu looked Glancing at Zhao Guitang, he warned him, "Otherwise, it will hurt more than one person."

   Zhao Guitang looked ashamed: "I, I just want to see what I can do."

   "Just sit for my mother and don't move." He Shi scolded, "Chuchu is right, if you accidentally hurt your leg, what hope do you ask our mothers to hope for in the future?"

   Zhao Guitang did not dare to say a word.

   Zhao Chuchu saw that He Shi's movements were too slow, so he stepped forward to help push the stone mill.

   She has great strength and is much faster than He Shi.

   "Go filter the raw soy milk, I'll come here." Seeing that the wooden barrel was full again, Zhao Chuchu turned off He Shizhi.

   Xie Heng saw this and came over to push the stone mill with Zhao Chuchu.

  The two are very close and have an incomparable tacit understanding.

   Zhao Meilan saw that, bumped into the He family, and winked at Zhao Chuchu: "Mother, Sister Chu Chu and Xie Dalang are a good match."

   "You also called Dalang? You want to call brother-in-law!" He Shi glared at her.

   Zhao Meilan stuck out her tongue: "Okay, I remember it."

   The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Zhao Chuchu and Xie Heng.

   Zhao Chuchu pretended not to hear.

   Xie Heng's lips curved slightly upwards.

   By noon, all the beans that Zhao Chuchu soaked last night were made into tofu.

  Those bean dregs were made into bean dregs egg cake, bean dregs **** and bean dregs porridge by Xie Heng, and according to what Zhao Chuchu said, they made fried tofu with chives and mapo tofu.

   Xie Jun and Zhao Guitang's family of three couldn't stop eating.

   "I didn't expect soybeans to be able to make such delicious tofu. In the past, we either boiled it or fried it. It's really a waste."

   "Chuchu, did you read tofu from the book too?"

   "It's better to be literate and hyphenated, because we can't figure out these things for a lifetime."

  …

  What you said and what I said, Zhao Chuchu didn't have the room to interrupt.

   Zhao Chuchu was a little helpless, and could only wait for them to finish with a smile before saying, "It's not just white tofu. After lunch, let's fry oil tofu, which is more delicious."

   "Fried tofu?" Zhao Guitang was stunned for a moment, then said embarrassingly, "But Chuchu, we don't have any oil, so frying oiled tofu should take a lot of oil, right?"

   "I have it here."

   "Then you can't use yours for everything..."

   "It's okay, let's make the tofu first, and when it's done, let's talk about the money."

  The three members of Zhao Guitang's family were silent for a long time.

  He said weakly: "Chuchu, your uncle did such a **** with them, how can you still be so kind to us?"

Zhao Chuchu smiled: "Just treat me as a good deed every day. Don't mention those things in the past. Uncle Gui has also been punished. Let's clear it up. I'm not unreasonable. If you change your ways, I'm naturally willing to give it to you. Chance."

   "What about them?" He asked.

  This one refers to Lao Zhaotou and the others.

"I won't forgive." Zhao Chuchu raised her eyebrows, "I've broken up with them, so they're strangers. As long as they don't run up to me to greet me, I can pretend they don't exist, otherwise, Niu Ziming is theirs. end."

Xie Heng on the side of    was silent, as if Zhao Chuchu was just saying that the weather was really nice today.

   Zhao Guitang secretly rejoices that he did not bully Zhao Chuchu, otherwise the family would not know how miserable it would be!

   "My heart is clear, I remember whoever did what." Zhao Chuchu said again, "Forgiveness doesn't mean that everyone can forgive."

   Zhao Guitang's family of three did not dare to say a word.

   Although they were forced to, they were still a little guilty.

   Zhao Chuchu saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything, but went home and brought oil to fry tofu.

  Tofu is first cut into small pieces, fried until golden in color and like a wire mesh inside. Once pinched into a ball, loosened and restored to its original shape, so oil tofu is also called tofu bubbles.

   But Zhao Chuchu remembered that there was a kind of fried tofu in the southern part of his previous life. The surface was golden and the inside was solid. In the southern part, it was soaked in water. It was fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside.

   (end of this chapter)