Chapter 167 Fried Milk Tofu
The peach and mashed potato mixture is soft, smooth, and silky. After eating too many salty dishes, a bite of mashed potato is a refreshing change, offering a unique and delicious flavor.
Everyone was eating and praising my cooking skills; I was absolutely thrilled.
We were all sweating profusely from eating the spicy rabbit meat. I went to the small west room, found an electric fan, and plugged it in. The wind carried away the sweat from my body, and I immediately felt refreshed.
After the meal, everyone was so full they slumped in their chairs.
After a while, Taozi helped me clear away the food. There were still some dishes left in the pots of braised pork ribs with green beans and braised chicken with mushrooms that hadn't been served.
I put them in a plastic bag, divided them into three portions, and hung them on the doorknob so they could take them home and heat them up when they left.
There was half a watermelon left in the kitchen, so I cut it into chunks, put it in a juicer to make juice, and then served it on the table.
"How about a glass of juice after your meal?"
"Girl!"
Brother Liu was at a loss for words. He held the watermelon juice, wanting to praise me in some way, but he didn't know what to say.
The base elder sipped the watermelon juice slowly, his eyes squinting with sweetness.
"No wonder Taozi and Lao Liu come here every day. You're living the life of a god!"
The old man at the base finished his watermelon juice in a small sip and then summed it up with this sentence.
"When you get old and don't want to be the base commander anymore, come and retire here with me!"
"You said it yourself, you can't go back on your word."
"No regrets, just bring plenty of food when you come."
When asked to bring food, the base elder pouted, making everyone burst into laughter.
In the afternoon, when the sun was less intense, the group said goodbye and prepared to go home, handing out the stew they had prepared to everyone.
"These leftovers aren't dirty since they weren't served. You can take them home and heat them up."
"Oh, you eat it yourself, girl. How can we eat and take some at the same time?"
Aunt Liu refused to remove her hand that was pushing me away.
The base elder wasn't so polite; he simply accepted his share.
"There's so much, I can't finish it all myself, it'll spoil in a few days."
Only after I said that did Aunt Liu agree to accept it.
Finally, it was my turn to stand at the door and watch everyone leave. After everyone left, I quickly slipped into the dark room.
"It's so hot, I'm dying of heat, I almost died."
He opened the basement lid and squatted down beside it, frantically sucking in the coolness of the basement.
The people at the White Town base may have gotten used to the summer heat, but I'm hiding in a dark room every day, how could I possibly stand being in this heat all day?
After squatting for more than ten minutes, I finally cooled down and collapsed onto the small kang (heated brick bed).
It's true that it's lively and fun when there are people around, but it's still tiring. It's never as comfortable as being alone.
Overall, I am very satisfied with my current life. I am comfortable living alone, and when I feel lonely, I have a group of distant neighbors to keep me company.
I drifted off to sleep while thinking about it, and when I woke up again, it was already dark, and I felt incredibly sticky all over.
Hurry up and go outside to put the chickens and ducks back in the coop, then go to the bathroom for a thorough bath.
I inhaled all the grease and smoke while cooking lunch, and then I sweated profusely while eating. After taking a shower, I finally got rid of the hot and greasy feeling.
Looking at the dirty clothes lying on the ground, I didn't even want them anymore.
I'll just wash it tomorrow. I turned around and went to the east room. I touched the heated kang bed and it was still a bit hot. I'll sleep in the dark room tonight.
Wearing a loose and comfortable nightgown, I first took my little iron egg to the yard to sit on the swing for a while.
The moon is very round tonight, and with its bright light, you can see the courtyard clearly.
A cool breeze was blowing, and as I swayed back and forth, Little Iron Egg fell soundly asleep in my arms.
Several dogs sat outside the mosquito net, their faces clearly showing their envy of Tie Dan'er.
Oh well, there's nothing I can do about it, I'm just that popular.
After spending enough time in the yard, check the gate, close it, and go back inside to sleep.
After the group from Baizhen Base left, I had some free time again.
The vegetables in the garden are growing vigorously, and apart from weeding and watering every morning and evening, there's nothing particularly busy I need to do.
My daily routine during the day is to lie in the darkroom, holding Tie Dan in my arms and watching TV series.
I haven't eaten the milk tofu and milk skin I got from the Baizhen base. My mouth is feeling a bit lonely, so I can make some different snacks for watching TV.
Even after two hours of melting, the milk tofu taken from the refrigerator still has a firm texture.
Break off a small piece from the side and put it directly into your mouth. It has a crumbly texture, a strong sour taste, but is very milky and becomes more fragrant the more you chew.
Eating it directly can be a bit dry, so use a kitchen knife to cut the milk tofu into small pieces about one centimeter thick.
Pour oil into a frying pan and fry the milk tofu in the pan. The milk tofu is very soft when it is first heated. Fry until one side is golden brown and set before flipping it over to fry the other side.
Both sides are caramelized, resulting in a hard, crispy crust and a melted cheese-like interior.
Gently remove the fried milk tofu and place it on a shallow plate. After arranging it on the plate, sprinkle a thin layer of white sugar on top. The sugar will gradually soften and disappear under the heat of the milk tofu.
Cut another slice of watermelon, into thin pieces, and place them on a plate. Bring it into the darkroom along with the milk tofu.
Escape the heat of the kitchen and be greeted by the cool, refreshing atmosphere of the darkroom.
Two plates of snacks were placed on the kang table, and a TV series was found to be watched while snacking.
The milk tofu was still piping hot. When you took a bite, the outer skin was crispy and you could hear a clear crunch, while the inside was soft and stretchy, with a strong milky flavor.
Milk tofu itself isn't very sweet, but now a thin layer of white sugar melts onto its crispy surface, blending perfectly with the milky and oily aroma of the milk tofu, making it incredibly delicious.
Tie Dan'er sat beside the kang table, his eyes following my chopsticks as they moved back and forth, his gaze sometimes lingering on the milk tofu, sometimes on my mouth.
I couldn't bear to see it looking so greedy, so I broke off a small piece, blew on it to cool it down, and placed it on the table. Tie Dan'er stuck out its little pink tongue, licked it twice, and then couldn't wait to bite into it and swallow it in one gulp.
After finishing this small piece, he continued to stare at the table, his eyes full of longing.
If you're talking about satisfying a little glutton's cravings, a small piece definitely won't do. But seeing that it doesn't make a fuss or try to snatch it with its paws, I actually find it both sensible and pitiful.
He picked up a piece of food that was a little cooler and placed it on the table. Tie Dan picked it up and put it on the kang (a heated brick bed). He tilted his head and chewed it bit by bit. In no time, he finished it.
"No, that's all I can eat. The kitten will get a stomachache if it eats too much."
I picked up a wet wipe to clean the oil stains on the kang (a heated brick bed), then hugged Tiedan to my arms and scratched its little chin to comfort it.
Store the remaining milk tofu in the refrigerator and take out a piece to eat whenever you want.
As the evening cools down, I take a few dogs and kittens to the vegetable garden to water the plants.
Insects seem to be very heat-resistant creatures; even though it's so hot during the day, they still hop around happily at night.
I bent down to water the plants, while Tie Dan ran around chasing grasshoppers.
First, it quietly lies down on the ground, its two front legs moving silently to get into position, then it pounces on the grasshopper with its little bottom sticking up high and its two little claws pressing it down.
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