Chapter 820 The Leader of the Wind Tribe Who Wants to Challenge the Son of God (3 in 1)

The reason why Han Cheng was misled is simple to say.

Tofu skin, according to the literal meaning, is of course the outer layer of tofu.

When Han Cheng first tried to make tofu skin, he was working hard in this direction.

No matter how you try, it starts after the boiled soy milk is opened with brine.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to make tofu skin. Even if you squeeze the tofu hard to squeeze out all the water in the tofu, you will get only dried tofu, not tofu skin. .

Now, after listening to Qingcao's story about how she made the tofu skin, Han Cheng suddenly understood!

It just so happened that the last pot of soy milk was not made into tofu, so Han Cheng decided to try to make tofu skin again according to Qingcao's description just now.

If it can be manufactured successfully, another item will be added to the tribe's ingredients.

Raw soy milk is poured into a clay pot, and after being heated by a flame, it becomes cooked soy milk.

The cooked soybean milk was scooped into the vat, and after a while, there was a solidified film on the surface.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand and wanted to take it out of the tank, but he gave up this attempt because it was too much to burn his hands.

If you can't do it by hand, you have to use tools, so Han Cheng brought a wooden shovel for turning vegetables.

Put the wooden shovel in from the edge of the pottery vat, lift it up slightly, and the whole unformed tofu skin will rise up, and the soy milk will drip.

Han Cheng picked it up with a wooden shovel, waited here for a while, let the soy milk on the tofu skin drip down, and then picked up the tofu skin to the side of the cleaned bamboo pole. superior.

Then start to put it on the bamboo pole.

It was this attempt that made Han Cheng give up his plan to pick out the tofu skin with a wooden shovel.

Because the tofu skin picked out with a wooden shovel overlaps and sticks together in many places, and it cannot be pulled with force, because the thin tofu skin will break if the force is too strong.

It is even more difficult than pancakes that failed to turn over the first time.

Holding a wooden shovel, Han Cheng frowned and looked at the ugly tofu skin on the bamboo pole, and began to think of a way.

Not long after, he put down the wooden shovel in his hand, explained to Qing Hua Qingcao and others in the kitchen, then turned and walked outside.

While Qinghua and the others were waiting, Han Cheng, who had been out for a while, came back again, holding two broken bamboo pieces in his hand.

The bamboo slices are more than one meter long, about three centimeters wide, and two to three millimeters thick.

Han Cheng cleaned the two bamboo pieces, and took them to the side of the big vat containing soybean milk.

At this time, the top layer of soy milk in the vat had solidified again to form a thin film.

Han Cheng held a piece of bamboo in one hand, poked it vertically from the edge of the vat separately, and then picked it up.

Following his movements, the entire film was picked up completely by two separated bamboo pieces.

Moreover, unlike when using a wooden shovel, the lifted film is still spread out and not glued together.

Han Cheng picked up the soy milk that stood here and drained it for a while with a bamboo piece, and then picked it up on the bamboo pole.

There are no extra folds on the whole bean curd, not to mention that it will be folded together like the previous one, which is perfect.

After being intoxicated with himself for a while, Dashenzi Han came to the front of the vat again. After waiting for a moment, another layer of skin gradually solidified on top of the soybean milk that had just been peeled off.

Han Cheng held the bamboo slice in his hand and struck again.

Han Cheng's idea of ​​picking tofu skin with two bamboo slices did not come out of thin air, but when he was thinking of a way, he remembered that the bald boss in the sauced beef and spicy soup shop used bamboo slices for breakfast when later generations had breakfast. It's time to pick up the mille-feuilles with a diameter of 50 centimeters or larger.

I copied it and used it, and found that it is really easy to use.

After Han Cheng picked out a few of them, he handed over the work to Qingcao who had been watching for a long time.

The method of making the bean curd skin was discovered by Qingcao, and Han Cheng improved it based on Qingcao's discovery to make it more perfect.

This relationship is the same as Cai Lun improved papermaking technology on the basis of his predecessors, making paper easier to use.

Uh... It can't be said that it's exactly the same, Han Cheng still has the source of happiness...

Because the bean curd skin has a lot to do with me, and I have been greatly praised by the Son of God for this, Qingcao is very conscientious in picking up the bean curd skin, not only with high efficiency and good quality, but also without feeling tired Even the new calcium-medium-calcium-high-calcium tablets, which are "a fart collapses on the fifth floor without much effort", will work.

So, in less than half a day, several bamboo poles of bean curd skin had already been produced in the big dining hall of the Qingque Tribe.

Facing the new ingredient of tofu skin, Han Cheng, who didn't have much to do, cooked it himself in the afternoon.

Put a cleaned pig's head and eight pig's trotters into the big tank, put a stack of square tofu skins in the middle, and put a layer of pork on top. After adding water and seasoning, let people ignite the fire and start stewing.

It is said that if you want to make a good pot of stewed pork, you have to pay a lot of attention to it, from the selection of materials to ingredients, to the heat.

Han Cheng didn’t do stewed meat in his later generations, but if he couldn’t make a good one, it’s okay to make some mediocre ones.

The stewed meat he made was for the people in the tribe to eat, not for sale. There was no such thing as a "thrilling jump" for the product, so naturally there was no need to worry about losing money.

As for the fact that some people would think that the stewed food was not tasty, it was completely out of Han Cheng's consideration.

There are many people in their tribe who can eat white boiled meat and white meat can weigh two or three catties in one go. Now this braised pork with various seasonings that can be found in the tribe at present, if it is not unanimous by everyone Good reviews are weird.

Sure enough, before the stewed meat came out of the pot, Wu, senior brother and others had already followed the scent wave after wave to the kitchen, greedily inhaling the smell of the stewed meat and unwilling to leave.

After Han Cheng ordered the burner to stew slowly with a low fire, he looked at the sky outside, and pulled out a clay pot from a strange building outside, and got rid of the snow in the pot, revealing what's inside.

This is the liver left by the pigs that were slaughtered after the winter.

After it was cooked by someone arranged by Han Cheng, it was put into a basin and stored in what he called a refrigerator.

It's really a refrigerator.

A lot of clean ice from the river is placed inside the 50cm one-story building, and clean snow is piled up outside the building. After the ingredients are put inside, they will be surrounded by ice and snow. Under such circumstances, the function of the refrigerator to keep fresh can be fully utilized. As long as the cold winter does not pass, the effectiveness of the refrigerator will not be compromised.

There is no way, poverty can not only fill people with fighting spirit, but also can make people give full play to their intelligence and talents under limited conditions, make use of everything, and make useful things, although it is a bit crude...

Cut the pork liver into slices, cut some sauerkraut into shreds, and cut the fresh tofu skin into shreds, put it in the pot and cook it, then put some small rapeseed in it when it comes out of the pot, a pot of delicious sour Fragrant pork liver soup appeared successfully...

"delicious!"

Sure enough, as Han Cheng thought, these guys in the tribe are all top foodies, and there will be no bad things at all. After eating the food made by Han Cheng, everyone is full of praise. I want to apply what I know and what I can praise to the wise Son of God.

Not only was the tofu skin not left, but even the stewed pork soup was eaten up by these ferocious guys who scooped it up with millet rice.

Among them, Qingcao eats stewed tofu skin the most. This is what Han Cheng specially explained in recognition of Qingcao's discovery of tofu skin.

Soybeans are really a very amazing thing!

The leader of the original Huangguo tribe who had eaten tofu skin, and now Dou, was full of emotion while thinking about the taste of tofu skin.

Such a good food, when he was in his own tribe, he was disgusted by himself and others. Now that he thinks about it, Dou feels that he is too ignorant...

Looking at the clean food, Han Cheng couldn't help but stand with his hands behind his back again. He is indeed a buried genius. Not only has he reached the best in the world in flute, but now he has reached the same level in cooking. No. 1 in the world.

It's so cold at the top...

A certain shameless son of God sighed here without the slightest sense of shame.

If people who are proficient in culinary arts in later generations hear his shameless emotion, they might hit him on the head with a spoon...

There are surprises every year, especially this year. If the unexpected appearance of tofu skin makes Han Cheng feel very happy, then the return of Junior Brother Sha, Mao and other members of the trade team will directly make Han Cheng happy. I'm about to pass out.

Looking at the people in the team who were wrapped in animal skins and looked at him and others in awe, Han Chengxiao's little tongue was trembling.

Although when the old primitives and others went back, the old primitives had already expressed to Han Cheng that after going back, they would persuade the leaders to bring the rest of the tribe to join their own tribe, and Han Cheng was also very enthusiastic. People made preparations to help the remaining people of the Feng and Linfeng tribes to migrate to their own tribe in winter, but Han Cheng was still not sure whether the old primitive people could succeed or not.

After all, the situation of the Wind Tribe and the Neighboring Wind Tribe is different from the Pig Tribe, Sheep Tribe, and Huangguo Tribe that joined their own tribe before.

Those tribes would choose to join their own tribes because they could no longer live on their own alone, while the Feng tribe and Linfeng tribe were not at the end of their rope, they could completely rely on their own strength to survive.

Especially with the food and salt that the old primitive people had earned in their own tribe by building roads for half a year, it became even more difficult for them to join their tribe.

Having lived here for more than ten years and having come into contact with so many tribes, Han Cheng still knows the leaders of these tribes quite well.

Most of the leaders, when the life of the tribe is still decent, few people will take the initiative to join the rest of the tribe, even if the tribe looks so rich and beautiful.

If this is not the case, under the continuous influence of the Qingque tribe on the surrounding tribes, the population of the Qingque tribe will definitely be much larger than it is now.

It is precisely because of knowing this that Han Cheng formulated a strategy to attract people from the Feng tribe and Neighboring tribe to continue working in his own tribe and continue to assimilate.

However, no matter what he thought or considered before, the people from these two tribes have now come to their own tribe collectively, and are planning to join their own tribe.

Looking at the old primitive man standing there and smiling as if he was showing his merits, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but feel emotional for a while, no wonder the old primitive man would take the initiative to persuade himself to persuade people from their tribe to join his tribe together , it turns out that the old primitive people have already grasped it.

If you think about it, if you are not sure, the old primitive man will not take the initiative to tell himself this matter.

It seems that this time I underestimated people, this old primitive man is really a talent, he can really persuade the people of their tribe to accomplish this matter.

This guy doesn't seem to talk too much on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be so reliable at a critical moment, able to persuade their leaders. It seems that he is a hidden master, and he is also good at eloquence. .

From this point of view, if we encounter similar things in the future, we can send the old primitive people out as lobbyists...

As Han Cheng thought about it, the smile on his face became even brighter. Sure enough, as long as you find out with your heart, talents will emerge in any era!

Thinking of this, Han Cheng, whose mood became more and more agitated, stepped forward and reached out to hold the old primitive man's hand, and said eagerly: "How did you convince your leader to agree to take the rest of the people with you?" Join our tribe together?"

Hearing the respected Son of God ask about this matter, the old primitive man showed a modest smile on his face.

He didn't speak, but exerted force on his hands, trying to break free from Han Cheng's hands.

Feeling the strength in the old primitive man's hand, Han Cheng let go of his hand. He thought that the old primitive man could not express this wonderful verbal sword with words.

However, the next move of the old primitive man made Han Cheng a little confused, because the old primitive man who got his hands free did not dance and start talking as Han Cheng expected, but bent down without saying a word waist, and raised one leg, and touched the shoe on the foot with one hand.

what? Are the old hominids itchy feet?

Han Cheng looked at the old primitive man looking a little confused and guessed like this.

As soon as he had such an idea, he was shattered by the old primitive man's next move.

Under Han Cheng's stunned gaze, the old primitive didn't scratch, but took off his shoes directly.

The old primitive man took off his shoes and held them in his hands, with a layer of unconcealable excitement and sacredness on his face. He held up the tasteful shoes he had walked all the way: "Let's reason with the leader, he doesn't Listen, I'll hit him with my shoe, and he'll agree..."

Looking at the upright and solemn old primitive man, Han Cheng, who was stunned, became even more stunned.

Where is this going!

What about the fierce verbal confrontation that was agreed? What about the promised river water flowing back and the cycads blooming? How come in the end it's the turn of the big shoe soles to play?

Old primitive man, don't you think there is something wrong with your persuasion with big shoe soles?

This kind of persuasion and education carried out with big shoe soles is almost catching up with the courtship method pursued by some tribes-if you fancy a primitive female, go straight to knock it out with a stick, and go back to the bridal chamber.

Sure enough, I was thinking too much. It is impossible to expect these people who lack language and most of them can't speak very fluently to show a demeanor similar to those famous speakers in the Warring States Period.

Carrying out persuasion education with the soles of your shoes is the approach suitable for this era.

This person really can't play too much inside...

Han Cheng looked at the old primitive man who held the shoes exuding a wonderful smell, and told himself with great interest how he was an old primitive man who persuaded and educated the leader, and lamented in his heart.

It seems that if you want to persuade and educate a certain tribe in the future, you can still let the old primitives go, and you don’t need big shoe soles to show off. With a button on the nose, no matter how hard-hearted people are, they will succumb...

"Good! You're doing great!"

Han Cheng gave two thumbs up to the old primitive man who seemed to be reluctant to part with his shoes after his gesture, and gave a high praise.

Han Dashenzi, who likes to shake hands very much, is planning to shake hands with the old primitive man who has made great contributions. He just remembered the heroic appearance of the old primitive man shaking hands with shoes, and when he put on the shoes, by the way Regarding the matter of buckling his feet, Han Cheng still didn't muster up the courage...

After getting a good understanding of what happened after they went back through the old primitive people here, Han Cheng highly praised the Feng tribe headed by the old primitive people and the people of the adjacent wind tribe.

After finishing the things that must be done, Han Cheng smiled and walked towards the leader of the Feng Tribe and others who came to his tribe for the first time.

It is Han Cheng's principle to do this kind of thing to praise and care for those who have made contributions to the tribe and the old hands first, and then pay attention to the newcomers who have entered the tribe.

These old hands have worked so hard for the tribe for so long, and they have worked hard without credit. It is impossible for newcomers to meet the standards of the old hands or surpass them as soon as they arrive here.

At least it doesn't work here with Han Cheng.

The leader of the Feng Tribe, who was wrapped in fur and his head was also wrapped in fur, stood in the courtyard of the Qingque Tribe, looking extremely shocked, and the whole person was dizzy. No response to how to persuade myself and others.

His dull gaze slowly swept across the outer courtyard of the Qingque Tribe, large herds of deer, large herds of sheep, grunting wild boars, croaking chickens, tall caves like mountain walls, a large number of people...

As far as the eye can see, there are extremely shocking scenes everywhere.

Originally, on the way here, the leader of the Feng tribe had already seen too many shocking things, thinking that it was the whole of the Qingque tribe, and it was already the best thing he had seen.

In the end, after he really came to the Qingque tribe, he realized that what he was shocked by before was just a small corner.

There are so many places that can shock people in the real Qingque tribe!

It turns out that this is what the old primitive people said, and this is what the kind Qingque tribe really looks like!

"Hello, welcome to the Qingque Tribe."

Han Cheng came to the leader of the Wind Tribe who was shocked and formed a sculpture, said to him with a smile, and stretched out his hand to the leader of the Wind Tribe.

"￥ß..."

The old primitive man on the side translated and told the stupid Feng Tribe leader Han Cheng's identity and the meaning of what he said.

Seeing this person who came to him, talking woo-wah, and holding his hand affectionately, the leader of the Feng tribe once again fell into a daze.

Because the person in front of him doesn't look strong at all, and he doesn't look too old.

How did such a person become the highest status person in this tribe?

After this sluggishness continued for a while, the eyes of the leader of the Wind Tribe suddenly lit up, and he felt that he could join the tribe in front of him.

Because the person with the highest status in front of him doesn't look strong at all, it should be very easy to knock him down by himself.

According to the past habits, as long as I challenge this person and knock him down, I will become the number one person in this tribe from then on.

In this way, I can lead more people. Such a large tribe has to listen to me. This cave as majestic as a mountain wall, and all the food will become my tribe's...

it is good! It's really good!

Thinking of becoming the first person in the tribe and getting all the shocking things he saw in front of him into his hands, the leader of the Feng tribe trembled with excitement.

This is really good!

The leader of the Feng Tribe, who was still full of resistance to joining the Qingque Tribe, now has no resistance at once.

Not only that, even the old primitive man who persuaded him with the soles of his shoes no longer resented him.

Because if the old primitive man hadn't persuaded and educated himself and brought him here, how could he have found such a good opportunity?

Han Cheng saw that the sluggish state disappeared after being shaken by him, and his eyes became piercing. To a person, save him from the cold and hunger, let him feel the warmth of spring...

I am so great! It's amazing!

"#￥%...D..."

When Dashenzi Han was deeply intoxicated by himself, the leader of the Feng tribe, whose eyes were shining brightly after being influenced by him, opened his mouth...

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