Chapter 056: Delicious Food Made from Soybeans
The old couple moved all the bedding, daily necessities, clothes and other items from the countryside to the new house. It seemed that they were planning to live there permanently. For this reason, Jingshu felt relieved. Could her grandparents really die right under her nose in this life?
Sangu and Wu Youai also made a special visit to Jingshu. Sangu had recently knitted Jingshu a cotton vest, knee pads, and cotton socks out of wool. Wu Youai brought over a dozen silkworms in a cardboard box and said, "Didn't you say you wanted silkworms a few days ago? I asked the professor for some for my experiments. The domestic silkworms are gone, but these are amber silkworms. They produce golden silk and are currently only produced and used in India. They feed on a variety of plants and feed on a wide variety of food. It's up to you to keep them alive."
Jingshu collected the silkworms with surprise. She had been busy collecting various supplies and had forgotten about them. When she remembered them, they were gone. She probably wanted to kill them because the temperature was too high, unless the temperature in her villa was 24 hours a day.
Jingshu didn't expect that Wu Youai could still be found. Although it was not a Chinese species, as long as it could spin silk, it was a good silkworm.
Raise some silkworms now, the silk will be of great use in the future. After the apocalypse, there is no new production of cotton, linen, etc. It was okay in the first few years, as we could dig them out from other people's homes and corpses. But in the last few years, the government has distributed most of the quilts and clothes, and there are no new ones anymore. Although Jingshu also bought a lot, there will always be a day when they are used up.
Cotton is easy to deal with. She can grow some in her Rubik's Cube space and weave it into a clear path. But it's not possible to do that in many places where silk is needed. She doesn't need too many silkworms, just some seeds so that they can reproduce whenever they are needed.
Jingshu knew that Sangu and Wu Youai were thanking her for the medicine she had sent them that day. Although they didn't say much, their actions spoke volumes. Jingshu felt that this was how family members should get along: reciprocity and gratitude.
Relatives are not obligated to do anything for you, just like Su Meimei, who makes endless demands under the banner of relatives. If they help you, it is a favor, and if they don’t help you, it is your duty.
Jingshu's sensitivity towards her third aunt and Wu Youhai, with whom she had not interacted much in her previous life, has increased a little.
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"Grinding tofu is also a great art!" Jing Ye turned the small millstone and started bragging in the style of Jing Shanhe. Jing Ye's full name is Jing Shanhe, a very majestic name.
Jingnai added some water from time to time and ordered Jingye around like driving a donkey. Jingshu looked at him and found it funny.
In the next few days, Jingshu began to busy herself with grinding soybeans into tofu and then making various delicious dishes.
The south uses gypsum to make it, and the texture is tender, while the north uses brine, which has an older texture, but the tofu flavor is stronger and tougher. Wucheng in the north uses more brine.
I also made a dozen 2L bottles of tofu pudding to eat in the morning, and made a lot of soy milk and stored it in the last 1 cubic meter of space, so it is convenient and I can drink it directly when I want to.
When making tofu, soy milk is boiled and a layer of skin will form on the top. After cooling, bean skin will form. Jingshu fried them all until crispy and also made bean curd sheets and put them in the vacant refrigerator.
Jingshu made part of the remaining tofu into frozen tofu, which she could put into the hot pot next time. She also made part of it into dried tofu of various flavors, and part of it into fried tofu, which she coated with egg liquid and fried until golden brown. She then sprinkled some salt on it and it tasted delicious.
Grandma Jing saved some tofu to make stinky tofu, and Jingshu thought of the stinky tofu in Changsha, and her mouth was watering with greed.
Jingshu made the remaining soybeans into salt and pepper crispy soybeans. Since there was no room to store them in the space, she put them in 2L sealed cans. She stored more than a dozen cans and squeezed two cans into other food places in the space, achieving the highest level of foodie: having food available whenever she wanted.
Time flew by and it was mid-March. The weather was still as hot as ever, and the Dark Days showed no sign of recovering. Everyone realized a terrible fact: the Dark Days seemed to never end, and the weather would never return to normal!
The food stored at home was consumed at an alarming rate because there were no vegetables or other side dishes and we only ate rice or plain noodles every day!
The food in the refrigerator at home also turns into water due to insufficient power supply. Families who eat fast eat meat and frozen food every day.
Everything will break!
At the same time, eating the same kind of food every day caused dissatisfaction among most people. Many people wanted to vomit when they saw white rice, just like Jingshu in her previous life. She ate white rice at noon and plain noodles in the afternoon, or fried, stir-fried, or steamed it in various ways.
But no matter how many times the food changes, the essence remains the same. After eating the same food for a week, she will no longer have any appetite, not to mention that everyone has been sticking to it for more than a month. Jingshu even swears that she can eat anything else, but she just doesn't want to eat white rice, and then she starts eating instant noodles again.
Wang Cuihua sent a voice message: "We used to have two buckets of water every two days, but now we only have one. It's not enough to cook rice, but just enough for our family to drink."
Jinglai No. 25: "I went to the west of the city to make cooked food. I heard that the water supply is getting less and less. The water in several lakes in Wucheng is now green, full of rotting organisms."
Sangu and Wu Youai joined a group on behalf of Jingnai to convey the group's message. Some time ago, Sangu also went to the west of the city to make cooked food. It was very hard work, but Sangu was very enthusiastic about it and she made many friends there.
Wang Cuihua sent a voice message: "Are you still hiring at that place? I heard they at least provide a meal with vegetables."
Jinglai No. 25: "No more recruiting. I'll call you when I'm ready."
Wang Qiqi #13: "Everyone, important announcement! Supermarkets are opening from 8 PM to 9 PM, only one hour. If you don't have any food stored at home, you'd better line up every day to buy it! No one knows when the Dark Day will end, which means we won't be able to grow much food before then! Also, I heard there will be restrictions on using natural gas for cooking! We don't know when the gas will be shut off, and then we won't even be able to cook."
This news shocked many divers, and they all spoke up to ask what was going on. It would be fine if there was a power outage and water outage, but now even the natural gas was cut off, how would they cook?
Young Master I Have a Baby #13: "This is the end of the world. A lot of things have been exposed online but have all been deleted. Some say the Dark Days will never end. China won't be able to grow any food in the coming years. Even if we have three years of storage, it will be eaten up sooner or later. So we should try to store as much food as possible!"
Wang Dazhao No. 1: "That's true. Oh, if I had known, I would have bought more food a few months ago! I came here to line up at 2 pm. I arrived 6 hours early and there were already quite a few people here. Next time you come to line up, you should come at least until 12 pm. Anyway, the people behind me in the line have already stretched across the street. I'm not sure if I can buy anything after driving for an hour."
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