Yuanzhou gave a positive answer to Wu Hai's question. The reason was simple, because he was confident that his craftsmanship could cover up the flaws in the rice.
Wu Hai said directly, "Your food is so delicious, how can you eat the rest?"
According to his standards, using other side dishes is worse than not eating them and just eating vegetables.
"Eat, there are people behind you." Yuanzhou motioned to you that there are many people waiting behind you, so hurry up and eat.
Looking back, I saw that the queue behind was indeed getting longer and longer. With his mustache raised, he said proudly, "My home is close."
This guy was seeking death every day, but Yuanzhou was too lazy to pay attention to him and went back to the kitchen to cook.
The main ingredient of the Bear Paw Tofu dish is tofu, and since Yuanzhou makes all his own tofu, it must be northern tofu for cooking.
First of all, Yuan Zhou was very satisfied with the choice of raw materials. The soybeans provided by the system were full and consistent in size. They looked round and cute. After being soaked in water and swollen, Yuan Zhou had a faint bean aroma and each one was chubby.
This time, Yuanzhou also used a hand-push stone mill to grind the soybeans. After grinding them three times, the pulp was prepared for later use. He used brine to bake the tofu, adding mountain springs.
The taste is sweet and sweet, coming from winter and with a hint of coolness. The ordered tofu Yuan Zhou puts directly into the bamboo frame, and the ingenious relationship is woven. The clearly visible texture on the finished tofu looks like it has been prepared. .
Each piece is the same size, and the cooked tofu is tender and white, with a rich bean aroma and the sweetness of clear spring.
"Wow!" Yuan Zhou waved his bamboo knife, cut off a piece, picked it up with the bamboo knife, and put it on a flat plate aside.
The cuts on each side of the tofu are very neat, as if they have been measured.
"Boss Yuan likes bamboo very much, but it's a pity that people are not like bamboo." Wu Hai smiled at the side and finished the attack.
Yuanzhou ignored it and just looked back at Wu Hai and continued what he was doing.
But this time, the gesture of waving the bamboo knife became faster, and with a few cuts, the tofu was divided into several small cubes of the same size.
It's a pleasure to watch Yuan Zhou cook, because whenever it's something that's immediately edible, he rarely touches it with his hands, like the preparation of anchovy shrimp last time and the preparation of tofu this time.
It was obviously a slightly older northern tofu, but it looked white, tender and quivering, like pieces of fine white jade.
When the pot was hot, Yuanzhou poured in a little oil and used it to fry the tofu.
This time I used soybean oil. If the soybean oil is not processed well, it will have a slight beany smell. However, Yuanzhou directly put some shallots in it. The soybean oil that has been fried with the shallots first will have the fragrance of the onions. Pan-fried tofu is the best.
After frying both sides until golden brown, Yuanzhou changed the oil again. This time, in addition to adding red onions, he also added a spoonful of white oil for fragrant. Add the ingredients and stir-fry until fragrant. During this time, the pot kept making a wonderful "sizzling" sound. , as if the food is happily fused inside.
Add tofu and simmer slowly, adjust the flavor, and cook slowly over low heat until the inside and outside of the tofu taste the same as the gravy. When the juice is reduced, add green garlic sprouts to increase the aroma.
A plate of bear paw tofu would be enough. At this time, Boss Tong also came over with a steaming bowl of rice.
"Please use it, Aunt Tong." Yuan Zhou served the tofu and said politely.
"Xiao Yuan moves so fast, he looks like your dad." Boss Tong said while looking at the steaming tofu in front of Duandao.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement.
But it was strange. Although it was steaming, there was very little aroma. Boss Tong was a little surprised. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tofu, and the aroma became richer.
"It seems that the fragrance has been wrapped up." Boss Tong is also knowledgeable, and he explained Yuan Zhou's skills in one breath.
Picking up the piece just now, he put it into his mouth and "sizzled". This time, Boss Tong was directly burned. However, the texture was soft, tender, salty and fresh, and the taste was so wonderful that Boss Tong was reluctant to spit it out. He could only chew and swallow it while inhaling.
"Xiao Yuan's craftsmanship is really good." Boss Tong said with emotion after finishing a piece.
However, Yuanzhou didn't hear this as he was busy preparing the meal.
After sighing with emotion, Boss Tong continued to eat bear paw tofu, but slowly he ate slower and slower, his eyes far away as if he had thought of something.
When Boss Tong was young, his family sent him to be an apprentice in a tofu mill. Girls rarely did this job. However, Boss Tong’s family was poor at that time and she was the eldest daughter. Although the tofu mill was tiring, the wages were several times more than others. hair.
That's all I have to go for.
Carrying water and beans, helping to push the grinding mill, and doing all the hard work. At that time, when I saw the white and tender tofu taking shape, I felt proud and wanted to eat it. Yes, Boss Tong's simple wish at that time was to be able to eat tofu at will, probably That's the most delicious dish.
Even though Boss Tong works in a mill, the boss there would only give Boss Tong two pounds of tofu as a gift during the Chinese New Year.
At that time, not to mention fried tofu, just boiled tofu, add some salt and cabbage leaves, and the tofu was rich and delicious.
Throughout the year, I look forward to gaining two pounds during the Chinese New Year. This strong expectation, coupled with the delicious taste of tofu itself, makes tofu become Boss Tong’s best memory when he was young.
As society gradually progressed, manual mills were eliminated. Boss Tong himself did self-production and sales for a period of time, but the business was slow and he could not make a living, so he opened the current dry cleaning shop.
However, Boss Tong no longer likes tofu. He always feels that tofu is no longer delicious.
Now, eating tofu seems to taste delicious again.
After eating, we pack up and go home, buy food and cook. No matter how delicious it is, we can’t eat it at Yuanzhou’s every day.
"Sister Tong, what are you going to eat today?" The vegetable seller woke up Boss Tong.
"Buy some ground meat." Boss Tong finally came back to his senses and looked at the pork stall and said.
"How much do you want? Fatter or leaner." The pork seller picked up the meat and let Boss Tong choose.
"Cut some pork belly and twist it." Boss Tong looked at the pork belly and said.
After I bought the meat and went home, Boss Tong was speechless as he looked at the marinated tofu pudding.
"Sure enough, I'm getting old and I don't know what to do anymore." Boss Tong had a helpless expression on his thin face.
After a while, I started to be busy in the kitchen again.
While busy, he said to himself, "It seems I can only eat some fried tofu tonight."
That's right, Boss Tong ate the delicious bear paw tofu made by Yuan Zhou. He remembered the time when he learned to make it. When he came back, he closed the shop and unknowingly made a bowl of it himself.
Boss Tong lamented that he was old and no longer knew what he had done.
However, Boss Tong was both looking forward to it and feeling anxious. It had been a long time since she had made tofu herself.
The tofu took shape, and Boss Tong made homemade tofu according to his own preference.
On the small brown square table, there is a plate of homemade tofu, a bowl of white rice, and a chair.
The pieces of tofu on the white plate have been stirred vigorously and broken into pieces. There are basically only a few pieces on the complete plate. If the tofu is broken, the flavor will be lost.
But Boss Tong picked up a piece and ate it very satisfied.
"It seems that the tofu is still as delicious as ever."
Boss Tong's thin face showed an obvious smile. Although his face was wrinkled, his whole person seemed warm. (...,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-06 09:36:24