nycdaug Chapter 194 Making Tofu
Chapter 194 Making Tofu
We arrived at the Fairy Valley.
At this moment, it was raining in Senda Valley.
The rain wasn't heavy, just a light drizzle.
Raindrops fell on the vegetables and fruits in the spiritual field, making the already thriving plants even more vibrant.
The scenery here is picturesque, and the temperature is pleasant.
The rain felt very cool on my skin.
Yun Ci wore an extra layer of clothing today and still felt hot here.
Yun Ci was originally fair-skinned and clean-cut, but when she got hot, her face turned rosy in no time, and her eyes even became a little moist.
If the female cultivators in the sect saw this, they would definitely scream.
Little Black was jumping and skipping in the light rain, clearly very excited.
"Chu mi"
Little White didn't like its fur getting wet, so it jumped into Yun Ci's arms.
The little one also wanted a hug, clinging to Yun Ci's legs with two tiny white hands, looking up at Yun Ci as he hopped and skipped.
"Little Daddy, hug the baby, hug the baby, hug the baby, the baby wants to be hugged too..."
"Wait a minute, let me get the umbrella out first."
As Yun Ci spoke, she was about to take out the Purple Jade Sky-Covering Umbrella from her storage ring.
The Purple Jade Sky-Covering Umbrella flew out on its own.
The purple jade umbrella flew over and nuzzled Yun Ci, then flew into the air and began to grow larger and larger.
A light drizzle was falling from the sky.
Yun Ci and the two little ones ate snacks under the purple jade canopy while waiting for the rain to stop.
Little Black ran around in the rain, occasionally running in to grab a piece of fruit.
Yun Ci took out a small knife and cut the big red apple open.
The young boy and the three little ones ate together, each taking a piece of food.
The rain stopped shortly afterward.
The orange and apple trees that were planted last time are now laden with fruit again.
Some branches were bent over by the heavy, plump fruit.
The air was filled with the fragrance of fruit, which smelled wonderful.
Yun Ci started picking vegetables, and the three little ones helped out.
In no time, lettuce, potatoes, bok choy, sweet potatoes, peppers, and corn filled seven large bamboo baskets.
Yun Ci put the bamboo basket into her storage ring.
Before leaving Xiantian Valley, Yun Ci planted some more vegetables and watermelons.
At this moment, the sun gradually set.
The setting sun cast its golden rays into the courtyard, gilding the rooftops and making even the water in the basins shimmer.
After feeding the spirit chicken, Hei Zi walked into the yard and slowed down as he looked at the exceptionally beautiful person in the sunset.
Hei Zi stood at the door for an unknown amount of time before finally speaking, "Yun Ci, you're back."
Yun Ci turned around upon hearing the voice, saw Hei Zi, and immediately smiled brightly, "Mhm."
As Hei Zi walked in, Yun Ci shared his experience of going to Xiantian Valley with him, just like having a casual chat with family.
Having lived here for so long, Yun Ci had long since come to regard Hei Zi as one of his own.
"Xiaobai and I just picked a lot of vegetables, including peppers, potatoes, lettuce..."
"A superior spiritual field is really useful; vegetables grow incredibly fast. If we make tofu today, we can eat it tonight..."
Yun Ci kept talking.
Hei Zi listened quietly to Yun Ci's words.
A gentle evening breeze blew by, carrying the scent of the person beside him. A faint smile remained on Hei Zi's eccentric face.
But where Yun Ci couldn't see, a pair of dark eyes held an unfathomable possessiveness.
Chu Ziming, who was meditating nearby, opened his eyes and, seeing Yun Ci return, immediately walked over.
He glared at Hei Zi first, then squeezed between them, "Yun Ci, you're back?"
The man next to him lowered his head, his black hair obscuring his eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.
As if thinking of something, Chu Ziming said with a resentful expression, "You didn't take me with you."
Yun Ci was taken aback, then suddenly remembered that she had promised Chu Ziming that she would take him with her or tell him where she was going.
Seeing that he had suddenly disappeared, Chu Ziming must have been very worried.
Yun Ci apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about going and going back as soon as possible. I'll definitely tell you next time."
Yun Ci assured him.
"Yes! You must tell me next time, otherwise I will really worry."
"I know, I know."
"Hehe, Yun Ci."
"what happened?"
Are you still angry with me?
"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you tonight!"
"......"
The soybeans have all been ground by the first and second miller, and the off-white soy milk has filled ten large basins.
Yun washed her hands by the well and prepared to start making tofu.
He took out a filter cloth from his storage ring and put the ground beans into it.
Da Zong held the filter cloth, and Yun Ci poured soy milk into it.
After filling the container, Erzong squeezed the soy milk out of the filter cloth.
The squeezed soy milk is free of soy pulp, which makes the tofu more tender.
As the two palms are pressed, the off-white soy milk is continuously filtered out and flows into the clean basin below.
In less than half an hour, the five large basins of soy milk were filtered and filled a total of twelve basins.
Yun Ci instructed Da Zong and Er Zong to pour the soy milk into two large pots in the kitchen.
Place the Crimson Fire Stone below and infuse it with spiritual energy.
Soon, the soy milk boiled.
Yun Ci lowered the temperature of the Crimson Fire Stone, turning the high flame into a low flame.
Boil for a few more minutes to remove the beany smell and skim off the foam on the surface of the soy milk.
This is what modern breakfast shops sell as soy milk.
It would taste even better with some added sugar!
The aroma of soy milk wafted from the kitchen.
Yunci poured the soy milk into a basin and took it out for everyone to drink together.
When the sugar comes into contact with the hot soy milk, it melts instantly. Stir gently with a spoon to dissolve the sugar that has settled at the bottom.
The soy milk with added sugar is sweet and has a bean flavor.
Yun Ci thought it tasted great, and the three little ones also loved it.
Chu Ziming and Hei Zi were also chatting and drinking nearby.
The little ginseng hugged the bowl and drank the last drop of soy milk.
The soy milk got sweeter and sweeter as it went on, and Little Ginseng smacked his lips and started drinking his second bowl.
Perhaps it's because the soybeans were grown in the best spiritual fields that not only did they grow exceptionally well, but even the soy milk they made had a more fragrant aroma.
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.
Little Black put his whole mouth into the basin to drink soy milk.
Yun Ci drank a bowl of soy milk and then went back to the kitchen to continue her work.
The soy milk is simmered over low heat. After a few minutes, a skin will form on the surface of the soy milk.
Yun Ci took out a bamboo rack from her storage bag and set it aside. She then used chopsticks to pick up the bean curd skins and hung them on the bamboo rack.
Seeing that the soy milk was not producing any bean curd skins, Yun Ci slowly added the cooked soy milk to the brine while stirring constantly.
Let it sit for a while, and it will become tofu pudding.
The tofu pudding is placed on a mold lined with gauze and wrapped up, then a large palm leaf is placed on top of it with a wooden board and heavy objects.
The mold was made by Yunci by assembling wooden boards into a rectangle, with gaps left at the bottom.
After being squeezed, the excess water in the tofu pudding flows through the gauze into the basin below.
Once the tofu has set, wait about fifteen minutes, and the white and tender tofu will be ready.
There are twelve basins of soy milk in total. Yun Ci plans to make all of these raw soy milk into soy milk, tofu pudding, tofu, and tofu skin.
You can take it whenever you want to eat it.
With the help of Da Zong and Er Zong, the kitchen shelves were filled with bean curd sheets.
Square, white, and tender tofu pieces were displayed in the courtyard.
Little Ginseng and Little Black, who were running and playing in the yard, stopped when they saw the tender white tofu.
Little White also ran over, its purple eyes curiously looking at the square tofu.
A moment later, Yun Ci stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes bulging with anger, and her cheeks looked even rounder.
“Tell me, whose little black handprint is this?”