The soybeans were less than two kilograms, so Li Tiezhu poured about 100 grams of white vinegar into a bamboo bowl, added four times the water, and mixed well. Then put the soy milk in the pot one spoonful by one with a bamboo spoon and stirred spirally for a few times to make it fully blended.

The second spoon, the third spoon, when adding white vinegar water, the soy milk is quickly solidifying.

It was this scene that made the big widow Otinfak Gad.

After adding vinegar water, let the soy milk stand for a few minutes, the solidification becomes more obvious and the water becomes clearer.

Yi Xing was the most curious, and stood by and watched carefully, asking, "Is the tofu ready? So much?"

Li Tiezhu said: "It's almost the same. A pound of soybeans can usually make about four pounds of tofu, and if it's old tofu, it will be less."

As he said that, he scooped half of the tofu in the pot and put it into gauze, filtered out the moisture, surrounded it with four bricks, and pressed two bricks on it. The road at home is limited, so everything can be simple.

The tofu in the pot is also covered with round wooden boards and two bricks are added on top.

Huang Sanshi said: "Okay, you can eat tofu for half an hour and tofu for an hour. Let's cook and other dishes first."

Swish swish swish swish...

Otin quickly recorded the casting process and key points of this magical soy magic, and he felt that this was a gift from God.

Bean sprouts, tofu and tofu are all delicious. Perhaps, can be eaten as bean dregs?

really!

In the show, Li Tiezhu actually baked a few cakes with bean dregs, and then fed the remaining bean dregs to the donkey.

Yi Xing ate the cake: "Iron Zhu, don't kill it, okay? I drew it. If it dies, it will be killed by me."

Zheng Yanzi personally fed the donkey with bean dregs, and she didn't dare to stop eating it. She would slap her twice in the face if she dared to resist.

She said, "Why kill the donkey?"

Li Tiezhu: "Donkey meat tastes good too. Zhu'er took me to eat it last time."

Yi Xing smiled bitterly: "Don't! Brother."

Li Tiezhu: "Then challenge it. If you dare to hold my brother in your hand, I will let this donkey go."

Yi Xing: "Who is Brother Ye?"

Li Tiezhu: "It's that yes little chicken, Xiong Er's name."

Yi Xing resisted: "No!"

Li Tiezhu: "The donkey meat will be cooked tonight."

Yi Xing struggled: "Brother, do you know that I am most afraid of sharp-mouthed people, don't mess with me, okay?"

Li Tiezhu: "If the audience likes to watch it, if you don't believe it, look at the barrage above."

As he said that, Li Tiezhu pointed to the top of his head, and Yi Xing looked up stupidly and then smiled.

Barrage:

"Love to watch! Love to watch!"

"Come on Yixing, what's the point of being afraid of with the little yellow chicken?"

"Pinch the little yellow chicken to death."

"Yi Xing captures **! Capture **!"

"You are not without yourself. I don't believe you haven't caught it?"

"You are not human."

"Yeah, my name is as sexy as Li Tiezhu."

"Yi Xing is brave! Hold the little yellow chicken."

"The donkey thinks so too."

Yi Xing: "Hahaha... If you say that, the audience will definitely make a barrage and let me catch a chicken. It's all a routine!"

Li Tiezhu: "Saozhu, please treat me."

Qin Tao was pounding sweet potatoes in the yard. When he heard Li Tiezhu's words, he looked around and there was no trace of the little yellow chicken, and started calling: "Gugugugu..."

"Jijiji..."

The ball-like little yellow chicken came in through the gap in the fence and rushed towards Qin Tao with its short legs. Qin Tao easily held it in his hand, walked towards the three people outside the yard, and said to the little yellow chicken:

"Don't be afraid! Dad will take you to meet your new uncle, be good, and call him Uncle Yixing."

Yi Xing subconsciously hid back: "Don't come over!"

Qin Tao: "What's wrong? My brother is very gentle, and it's so small."

On the other side, the donkey rolled his eyes and didn't like eating bean dregs very much. This little move was keenly caught by Zheng Yanzi. He slapped his hands twice in the face, making the donkey scream, and he could only continue to eat bean dregs and eat in big stutters.

Yi Xing felt sorry for him, don’t hit my donkey... But he didn’t dare to speak. Zheng Yanzi was too frivolous and terrible.

Li Tiezhu said: "Xiong Er, stop beating it. He doesn't like eating bean dregs, just..."

Yi Xing: "Let it eat grass."

Li Tiezhu: "Just kill me. Anyway, my family is poor and I don't have anything to feed it."

The donkey ate even bigger.

Yi Xing knew this was a routine, but he couldn't guarantee that Li Tiezhu really killed the donkey. After all, this guy has always been very terrifying.

"Okay, I'll just take it, it won't peck people, right?"

Yi Xing trembled and stretched out his palm.

Qin Tao put Yeluo in his hand, stroked the little yellow chicken's head with his fingers, and said, "It's so small that it doesn't hurt to peck on people."

Yi Xing shook his palm slightly and smiled bitterly: "It pecks me, it's so itchy!"

Qin Tao: "He thought you had something to eat in your hands, so I usually feed it in my hands, and it formed a conditioned reflex."

As he said that, Qin Tao took out a few grains of broken rice from his pocket and put them in Yi Xing's hand, and started eating the little yellow chicken.

Yi Xing was not afraid anymore, mainly because the little yellow chicken was so cute: "It's so cute! Oh my God, Teacher He, Master, I've broken through the psychological barrier! Look..."

He Ling and Huang Sanshi came out to applaud and congratulate him. It was not easy. Mushroom House failed to overcome his fear for several months, and the show was completed.

Yi Xing suddenly felt a little arrogant, I... it turns out to be a tough guy!

"How do chicks hatch?"

Faced with Yi Xing’s problem, Qin Tao was a little melancholy and said, “This is a sad story… We made a few simple hot water bags with tarps, and made a small nest with bamboo and dried straw. We started hatching eggs four weeks ago…”

Qin Tao was very guilty of his profession and was as close as a mountain.

He only knows how to take care of sows and does not secretly learn the unique skills of the chicken farm next door. Therefore, four of the five eggs died heroically. One was crushed by a hot water bag, one was broken by Qin Tao, and the other... was stolen by Zheng Yanzi and roasted it, while the other did not hatch the chicken and was necrotic.

So, Yelaoge is the only chicken left.

Qin Tao, who was responsible for hatching chickens himself, naturally loved Ye Lu Ge very much. When he went to bed at night, he slept in the box next to his pillow. He said he was afraid Ye Lu Ge would be assassinated by Zheng Yanzi.

As Qin Tao tells, the desolate and melodious background music sounds, and the picture flashes back to the little things that Qin Tao has artificially hatched eggs. The music and the picture are very... nonsensical.

On the contrary, Yi Xing felt a little sorry for Qin Tao and said, "You must take good care of your brother and let it grow up happily."

Qin Tao took the little yellow chicken back and looked at it in his hand, showing a kind smile like an old father: "Don't worry! I will raise it until the last period, half of the stewed mushrooms and half of the fried spicy chicken."

Yi Xing: "Ah???"

Qin Tao wiped his saliva and put the little yellow chicken on the ground: "Go and play! Yes, brother. Find more insects to eat, so that you can grow your body."

Swish swish swish swish...

Ottin paused the show once again and started taking notes:

"Raising chickens! An imperative task. If the doomsday comes and zombies cannot be eaten, we must have sufficient supply of meat and eggs, otherwise our physical strength will not be able to support us to survive. Lang Qin's hatching skills are problematic and cannot be copied completely, but we can learn other techniques, and he provides us with an important direction!"

Putting down the notes, he knocked on Ye Ziyan and prepared to continue watching the program. The paused scene on the program is a close-up shot of the program team giving the little yellow chicken.

Otin couldn't help feeling relieved: "How can it be so cute? Yes, let's go! No, my girlish heart... I'll buy a few eggs tomorrow... Doomsday is not necessarily terrifying and hideous, but also warm and cute!"

Li Tiezhu finally agreed to Yi Xing not to kill the donkey.

Zheng Yanzi turned the donkey's face and said, "Since that's the case, I'll give it a name!"

Qin Tao turned around and left. The chick he hatched last time was also forcibly named by Zheng Yanzi. Although he was dissatisfied, he could only hold it in.

Zheng Yanzi thought for a while and said to the donkey, "Just call it a tractor! From now on, you and Xiong Da will be the main labor force in our family. Come on!"

He Ling and Huang Sanshi also turned around and went to the kitchen, laughing, what the hell is this? It's even stranger than the animals in the mushroom house.

Yi Xing: "Why do you need to call a tractor?"

Zheng Yanzi: "My donkey, I can call it whatever I want!"

Yi Xing pulled Li Tiezhu back to the yard without arguing, and asked Li Tiezhu in a low voice: "Does she have something wrong?"

Li Tiezhu: "She has all the diseases that Songzhuer has, and she has all the diseases that Songzhuer does not have."

Yi Xing: "Oh..."

Li Tiezhu returned to the kitchen to set the fire, and took the homemade bamboo blower to make the fire prosperous. Huang Sanshi started cooking. Qin Tao went to the vegetable field behind and picked a few garlic sprouts that had just emerged.
To be continued...