Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm Chapter 43 – Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Sweet and Salty Tofu Pudding

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Sweet and Salty Tofu Pudding

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The white and tender tofu pudding in the black iron pot looked very tempting.

Dami scooped out three bowls with a spoon, and then she took out the maltose she had bought in the morning, “Dad, Dami, this is tofu pudding. If you want to eat salty ones, you can add soybean sauce. If you want to eat sweets, just add maltose.”

As she spoke, she scooped up a bit of soybean sauce and put it in the bowl. When it came to tofu pudding, she preferred salty.

Qiao Dami couldn't wait to pinch a piece of maltose and threw it into the bowl. Sweet taste was precious to the Qiao Family, and he wanted to eat sweet!

Qiao Changshun hesitated for a moment, but also pinched a piece of maltose.

Seeing this, Xiaomai spoke up, “Next time we go to town, I will buy some cane sugar. Maltose is not as good as cane sugar.”

“Maltose is very good.” Qiao Changshun subconsciously wanted to save money.

Qiao Dami also nodded, “Maltose is very sweet!”

In response, Xiaomai remained silent. In the future, she should just buy whatever she wanted without seeking their opinions.

Upon tasting the tofu pudding, it was tender, smooth, and fragrant. Xiaomai narrowed her eyes in satisfaction; her throat still preferred this delicate dish.

“It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious!” Dami, leaning on the stove, pounced the tofu pudding into his mouth with chopsticks, and his cheeks became puffy from the food, making him look like a cute little squirrel.

“Sister is so amazing!” His small face turned to Xiaomai, his shiny big eyes full of admiration.

These two days, he had eaten as much good food as he had in a year!

“There are even more amazing things.” Xiaomai put down her bowl, found a piece of gauze and put it into the bamboo basket. Then she scooped all the tofu pudding in the pot into the bamboo basket.

After wrapping all the tofu pudding in the gauze, she found a wooden board the same size as the bamboo basket to cover it. Then she placed the Stone Mill on top of the board, using its weight to press out the water content from the tofu pudding.

“Good, just wait, and the tofu will come out quickly.” She clapped her hands, picked up the bowl and continued to eat her tofu pudding.

By this time, Changshun and Dami had finished their tofu pudding and were continuing to drink soy milk.

Dami was as usual lavish with his praises, while Changshun's eyes were unusually complex as he watched Xiaomai.

“Xiaomai, is this your idea?”

If she made the soymilk using the method of making starch, then what about this tofu pudding and tofu…

People have been eating soybeans for thousands of years, but this method has never been seen before.

In response to Changshun's question, Xiaomai calmly nodded, “Yes, it is my idea. Our family is poor and my cooking skills are good, so every day 1 ponder on how to make food. The soy milk is made using the method of making starch, but the tofu was discovered accidentally when I poured vinegar while boiling soy milk. That's how I found out this way of eating soybeans.”

“I originally planned to reveal this on Dami's birthday, but…”

In a few more days, Dami would be celebrating his seventh birthday. Her explanation made complete sense.

As expected, Changshun no longer doubted her. The brow that he had just relaxed furrowed again.

Xiaomai didn't care about his discomfort, she quickly finished the tofu pudding in her bowl, and then began to pour soy milk into the pot again.

The soy milk made from five kilograms of soybeans was a lot, she couldn't boil all of it in one pot, so she had to do it in two batches.

Seeing this, Changshun sat down in front of the stove, preparing to start a fire.

“Dad, you start the fire, I will wash the pig's feet and stew it.”

Upon hearing this, Dami hurriedly asked, “What about the old hen?”

“Let's eat that tomorrow, 1 can't handle it today.”

“Okay!” Dami crisply agreed.

Good things should be eaten slowly; if everything was eaten in one day, there would be nothing left for tomorrow..

Chapter end