Xiangdong asked, "Grandma, do you have brown sugar?"

"Yes, it's in the cabinet in the room, go get it yourself."

He trotted out the brown sugar and put a little bit of it at the bottom of the bowl.

"Xiangdong, add more. It's too little and the taste is not sweet. There's a big can of brown sugar here."

Hearing this, he and Xiangxi happily added another big spoonful of soup.

Mrs. Li scooped soy milk into the bowl, and the brown sugar melted instantly.

Several children gathered together to drink soy milk with small spoons.

After the soy milk in the pot is poured out, the edge of the pot is covered with a mesh soy milk net.

Yang Daya scooped it out with a shovel and gave everyone a little.

Add brine to boiling soy milk.

Sun Jiaxue peeled three onions, took a red pepper, cut it into cold pickles and drank tofu pudding.

Old Lady Li served out two small bowls of tofu pudding.

The rest is all pressed into tofu blocks.

Wet the gauze and spread it in a square tofu box, pour the prepared marinated tofu into the box, wrap it with gauze, and then press a small basin of water on top.

It will become a block after half an hour.

"Mom, the marinade you ordered is just right. The tofu is tender and melts in your mouth."

"When adding the brine to the soy milk, make sure to add it evenly, drop by drop, and then gently stir it in one direction with a spoon to make soft tofu. It depends on personal taste; some people prefer to eat tofu pudding that is a little older."

"Mom, your cooking skills are amazing. I'm afraid the chef at the state-owned restaurant would have to learn a few tricks from you."

Old Mrs. Li was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"If you like, eat more. There are two big bowls left. Tomorrow morning, don't make breakfast. Come over and have some tofu pudding."