The reason why Han Cheng was misled is simple.
Tofu skin, as the name suggests, is of course the layer of skin on the outside of tofu.
When Han Cheng first tried to make tofu skin, he was working towards this goal.
No matter how you try, you have to add brine to the boiled soy milk before you start.
Of course, it is impossible to make tofu skin under such circumstances. Even if you squeeze the tofu hard and basically squeeze out all the water in the tofu, what you get is only dried tofu, not tofu skin.
Now, after listening to Qingcao's description of the process of making tofu skin, Han Cheng finally understood!
It just so happened that the last pot of soy milk was not made into tofu, so Han Chengbentang immediately decided to try making tofu skin again according to Qingcao's description just now.
If it can be successfully made, it will add another item to the tribe's food supply.
The raw soy milk is poured into a ceramic pot and becomes cooked soy milk after being heated by flames.
The cooked soy milk was scooped into a large vat. After a while, a solidified film appeared on the surface.
Han Cheng reached out and tried to take it out of the jar, but he quickly gave up the attempt because it was too painful.
Since it was not possible to do it manually, he had to use tools, so Han Cheng took out a wooden spatula to turn the dishes.
Put the wooden spatula into the edge of the ceramic jar, push it up lightly with a little force, and the whole tofu skin that has not yet been formed will rise up, with soy milk dripping out.
Han Cheng picked up the tofu with a wooden shovel and waited here for a while, letting the soy milk on the tofu skin drip down almost completely. Then he picked up the tofu skin and brought it to the cleaned bamboo pole that had just been placed there.
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 spatula overlaps and sticks together in many places, you cannot pull it hard, because if you use too much force in your hands, the thin tofu skin will break.
It’s even more difficult than a pancake that didn’t flip over successfully the first time.
Holding a wooden shovel and looking at the ugly-looking tofu skin on the bamboo pole, Han Cheng frowned and began to think of a solution.
Not long after, he put down the wooden spatula in his hand, said something to Qinghua Qingcao and others in the kitchen, then turned around and walked outside.
While Qinghua and others were waiting, Han Cheng, who had been out for a while, came back with two broken bamboo pieces in his hand.
The bamboo strip is more than one meter long, about three centimeters wide, and two or three millimeters thick.
Han Cheng cleaned the two bamboo strips and took them to the large jar of soy milk.
At this time, the top layer of the soy milk in the large jar had solidified into a thin film again.
Han Cheng held a bamboo stick in one hand, inserted it vertically into the edge of the vat, and then picked it up.
As he moved, the entire film was picked up intact by two separate bamboo pieces.
Moreover, unlike when using a wooden spatula, the picked-up film is still spread out and not stuck together.
Han Cheng stood here for a while, letting the soy milk on the bamboo stick drain, and then he carried it on the bamboo pole.
There are not even any extra wrinkles on the entire piece of tofu skin, let alone folding together like the previous one. It is perfect.
After Han Dashenzi indulged himself for a while, he came to the pottery jar again. After a moment of waiting, another layer of skin gradually solidified on the soy milk that had just been peeled off.
Han Cheng then attacked again with the bamboo stick in his hand.
Han Cheng's idea of using two bamboo sticks to pick up tofu skin did not come out of thin air. When he was thinking of a solution, he remembered the bald boss of the braised beef and spicy soup restaurant in later generations who used bamboo sticks to flip the lasagna with a diameter of 50 centimeters or more when he was having breakfast.
I copied it and tried it, and found it really works well.
After Han Cheng picked out a few in a row, he handed the task to Qingcao, who had been watching for a long time.
The method of making tofu skin was discovered by Qingcao. Han Cheng improved it based on Qingcao's discovery and made it more perfect.
This relationship is just like how Cai Lun improved the papermaking technique based on the work of his predecessors, making paper more convenient to use.
Uh... it can't be said to be exactly the same, Han Cheng still has the source of happiness...
Because this tofu skin is of great importance to him and he has received great praise from the Son of God for it, Qingcao is very dedicated and responsible in picking the tofu skin. Not only is he efficient and of good quality, but he also does not feel tired. It is more effective than the new calcium medium and high calcium tablets that "can make you fart to the fifth floor without any effort".
As a result, in less than half a day, there were already several bamboo sticks of tofu skin in the dining hall of the Qingque tribe.
Faced with the new ingredient of tofu skin, Han Cheng, who didn't have much to do, went into the kitchen himself in the afternoon.
Put a cleaned pig's head and eight pig's trotters into a large vat, put square pieces of tofu skin in the middle, and then put a layer of pork on top. After adding water and seasonings, light the fire and start stewing.
It is said that in order to make a good pot of braised meat, there are many things to pay attention to, from material selection to seasoning, to cooking time.
Han Cheng didn't make braised meat in his later life, but if he couldn't make good ones, he could still make some with average taste.
The braised meat he made was for the people in the tribe to eat, not to sell. There was no 'thrilling leap' involved in the product, so there was no need to worry about losing money.
As for the fact that some people might complain that the braised food is not tasty, that is not within Han Cheng's consideration at all.
There are many strong men in their tribe who are able to eat two or three kilograms of boiled meat in one go. It would be strange if this braised meat with all kinds of seasonings that can be found in the tribe did not receive unanimous praise from everyone.
Sure enough, before the braised meat was out of the pot, Wu, the eldest brother and others had already followed the aroma and came to the kitchen in waves, greedily inhaling the fragrance of the braised meat and were unwilling to leave.
After Han Cheng told the man who was stoking the fire to simmer it slowly, he looked at the sky outside and dug out a clay basin from a strange-looking building outside. He removed the snow from the basin and revealed what was inside.
This is the liver left over from the pigs slaughtered after the winter.
After Han Cheng had people cook it, it was put into a basin and stored in something he called a refrigerator.
This is really a refrigerator.
A lot of clean ice from the river is placed inside the building, which is divided into 50-centimeter layers. Clean snow is piled outside the building. After the food is put inside, it will be surrounded by ice and snow. In this case, the refrigerator can fully play its role in preserving fresh food. As long as the cold winter does not pass, the effectiveness of this refrigerator will not be compromised.
There is no way. Being poor can not only make people full of fighting spirit, but also allow people to fully exert their intelligence and talents under limited conditions, making use of everything and making useful things, although they are a little crude...
Cut the pork liver into slices, cut some pickled cabbage into shreds, cut fresh tofu skin into shreds, put them in the pot and cook them, add some rapeseed before serving, and a pot of delicious sour and fragrant pork liver soup will be successfully prepared...
“Delicious! Delicious!”
Just as Han Cheng thought, these guys in the tribe are all big foodies. The world does not allow any food to taste bad. When they eat the food made by Han Cheng, they all praise it highly and only want to use all the words they know to praise the wise Son of God.
Not only was there no tofu skin left, but even the braised pork soup was scooped up and eaten up by these ferocious guys by pouring it over millet and dry rice.
Among them, Qingcao ate braised tofu skin the most. Han Cheng had specifically instructed Qingcao to do this in order to commend Qingcao for discovering the method of making tofu skin.
Soybeans are really a magical thing!
The former leader of the Huangguo tribe, now Dou, who had eaten the tofu skin, was savoring the taste of the tofu skin while thinking with emotion.
Such a good food was actually despised by everyone in his tribe. Thinking about it now, Dou felt that he was really ignorant...
Han Cheng looked at the food that had been eaten up and couldn't help but stand with his hands behind his back again. He felt that he was indeed a buried genius. Not only was his flute performance the best in the world, but now his cooking skills were also the best in the world.
It’s lonely up there…
A certain shameless son of God was sighing here without the slightest sense of shame.
If a culinary expert from the future heard his shameless sigh, he would probably hit him on the head with a cooking spoon...
There are surprises every year, and there are especially many this year. If the unexpected appearance of tofu skin made Han Cheng feel very happy, then the surprises brought by the return of Junior Brother Sha, Mao and other members of the trade team made Han Cheng so happy that he almost fainted.
Looking at those people in the team who were wrapped in animal skins and looking at him and others in a timid manner, Han Cheng's tongue was trembling with laughter.
虽然在老原始人等人回去的时候，老原始人他们就已经向韩成表达了回去之后，要说服首领他们，带着部落里剩下的人一起加入自己部落，而韩成也非常热心的让人做了帮助风部落、邻风部落剩余的人，在冬天里迁徙到自己部落的准备，但是韩成心里对老原始人他们能不能成功，心里还是确定不下来。
毕竟风部落与邻风部落的情况，和之前加入自己部落的猪部落、羊部落、黄果部落这些不一样。
那些部落会选择加入自己部落，是因为单单只依靠他们自己，已经生活不下去了，而风部落和邻风部落这两个并没有到山穷水尽的地步，他们完全能够依靠自己的力量生活下去。
特别是有了老原始人他们这大半年依靠修路在自己部落赚取的食物、食盐这些东西之后，想要他们加入自己部落就变得更加困难了。
在这里生活了这十来年，接触了这么多的部落，韩成对于这些部落的首领，还是比较了解的。
大多数的首领，在部落的生活还能过得去的情况下，很少会有人主动加入其余的部落，纵然是这个部落看起来是那样的富裕和美好。
如果不是这样的话，在青雀部落对周围的部落持续的影响之下，青雀部落的人口，一定会比现在多上许多。
也正是因为知道这些，韩成才会制定出吸引风部落、邻风部落的人继续在自己部落做工，继续同化的策略。
然而，不管他之前怎么想，怎么考虑的，这两个部落的人如今就是集体来到自己部落了，并且还准备加入自己部落。
看着站在那里看着自己表功一样笑的老原始人，韩成就忍不住的一阵儿感慨，怪不得老原始人会主动给自己提出说服他们部落的人，让他们一起加入自己部落的事情，原来老原始人是已经有了把握了。
想想也是，要是没有把握的话，老原始人也不会主动给自己说这件事情。
看来这次是自己小看人，这老原始人还真是一个人才，居然真的能够说动他们部落的人，将这件事情办成。
这家伙，平日里看起来话不是太多，没有想到到了关键时刻就这样的靠谱，能够把他们的首领都给说服，看来是位深藏不露的高手，而且还是以口才见长的人。
如此看来，这以后的再遇到类似的事情了，是可以把老原始人派出去当成说客来用……
韩成这样想着，脸上的笑容变得更加灿烂，果然，只要用心的去发现，哪个时代都会有人才涌现出来！
这样想着，心情越发激**的韩成走上前去伸手握住了老原始人的手，很是热切的道：“你是怎么把你们的首领给说服，让他同意带着剩下的人一起加入我们部落的？”
听到尊敬的神子问起这个事情，老原始人脸上露出了谦虚的笑。
他没有说话，而是手上用力，想要把手从韩成的手中挣脱。
韩成感受到老原始人手上的力道，便顺势松开了手，他以为老原始人是嫌只用语言表达不清楚这场精彩的唇枪舌剑。
然而老原始人接下来的举动，却让韩成有些懵圈了，因为双手得到自由的老原始人并没有如同韩成料想的那样，手舞足蹈的开始讲说，而是一声不吭的弯下了腰，并且把一条腿抬起，一只手摸着在了穿在脚上的鞋子上。
咋？老原始人是脚痒了吗？
韩成看着老原始人显得有些懵的这样猜想。
他这样的想法刚刚升起，就被老原始人接下来的举动给击打了一个支离破碎。
在韩成显得有些目瞪口呆的注视下，老原始人没有搔痒，而是直接把脚上的鞋子给脱了下来。
脱下鞋子拿在手中的老原始人，脸上有着一层难掩的兴奋与神圣，他把经过一路行走，显得很有味道的鞋子高高的举起：“我们给首领讲道理，他不听，我就用鞋子打他，一打，他就同意了……”
看着一脸正气昂然，一本正经的说着话的老原始人，目瞪口呆的韩成，变得更加目瞪口呆了。
这都哪跟哪啊！
说好的唇枪舌剑激烈交锋呢？说好的江水倒流铁树开花呢？怎么到头来却是轮着大鞋底子上了场？
老原始人，你就不觉得你这种轮着大鞋底子的说服，是不是有哪些地方不对呢？
这种轮着大鞋底子进行的说服教育，都快赶上看上一些部落奉行的求偶的办法了——看上哪个女原始人了，直接过去一棒子敲晕，回去洞房。
果然啊，还是自己多想了，指望这些语言匮乏，大部分说话都说的不怎么利索的人，来展现一番类似战国时代的那些名嘴们的风采，那是不可能的。
拎着鞋底子进行说服教育，才是适合这个时代的做法。
这作人果然不能内心戏太多……
韩成看着捧着散发着美妙味道的鞋子，兴致盎然的和自己讲述他是如何对首领进行说服教育的老原始人，心里这样的哀叹。
看来以后想要对某个部落进行说服教育了，还是可以让老原始人去的，也不需要大鞋底子发威，只需要老原始人把脚上的鞋子脱掉，往被教育者的口鼻上一扣，再硬气的人都要屈服……
“好！你做的很好！”
韩成对着在他的示意下显得有些恋恋不舍的穿上鞋子的老原始人竖起两个大拇指，进行了高度的赞扬。
本来很是喜欢给人握手的韩大神子，是准备和立下大功劳的老原始人进行一下情切的握手的，只是想起刚才老原始人握手鞋子的英雄模样，以及穿上鞋子的时候，顺道扣了扣脚的事情，韩成到底还是没有鼓起这个勇气……
在这里通过老原始人好好的了解一下他们回去之后发生的情况之后，韩成对以老原始人为首的风部落，以及邻风部落的人，进行了很高的赞扬。
做完这些必须要做的事情之后，韩成这才笑着走向第一次来到自己部落的风部落首领等人。
先表扬和关心为部落里立下功的人以及老人手，然后再去理会进入部落的新人，是韩成做这类事情的原则。
这些老人手为部落打拼了这么久，没有功劳也有苦劳，新来的人刚一到这里就想达到老人手的标准，或者是超越老人手，那是不可能的。
至少在韩成这里行不通。
身上裹着皮毛，头上也裹着皮毛的风部落首领，站在青雀部落的院子里，显得极其震撼，整个人都晕乎乎的，连老原始人拎着鞋子和韩成说他是如何把自己等人给说服的都没有什么反应。
他显得呆滞的目光从青雀部落的外院缓缓扫过，大群的鹿、大群的羊、哼哼唧唧的野猪、仰头叫的鸡子、高大的如同山壁一样的洞穴、大批的人……
目光所及之处，到处都是令人感到极度震撼的场景。
本来在过来的路上，风部落的首领就已经见识了太多令人震撼的东西，以为那已经是这个青雀部落的全部了，已经是他见到的最好的东西了。
结果真的来到青雀部落之后，他才发现，他之前为之震撼的东西，只是小小的一角罢了。
真正的青雀部落，能够让人感到震撼的地方实在是太多太多了！
原来，这就是老原始人他们说的，这才是善良的青雀部落真正的样子啊！
“你好，欢迎来到青雀部落。”
韩成来到被震撼形成了一个雕塑的风部落首领跟前，笑着对他说道，并对着风部落的首领伸出了手。
“￥%DF……”
一旁的老原始人进行翻译，告诉显得呆呆傻傻的风部落首领韩成的身份，以及所说之话的意思。
看着这个来到自己身前，说话呜哩哇啦，并亲切的握着自己手的人，风部落的首领再一次的陷入了呆滞之中。
因为眼前的这个人，看起来一点都不强壮，而且看起来年纪也不是太大。
这样的人，怎么就成了这个部落地位最高的人了呢？
这样的呆滞持续了一会儿之后，风部落首领的眼睛忽然间就亮了，他觉得自己可以加入眼前的这个部落了。
因为眼前的这个地位最高的人看起来一点都不强壮，自己把他打倒应该是一件非常容易就能做到的事情。
按照以往的习惯，自己只要像这个人发出挑战，并把他打倒，那以后自己就成为这个部落的第一人了。
如此一来，自己就能带领更多的人，这样一个大的部落都得听自己的，这山壁一样雄伟的洞穴，这诸多的食物都将会成为自己部落的……
好！实在是好啊！
想起成为部落第一人，并把这眼前所见到的、令自己足够震撼的东西都弄到自己手里之后的情景，风部落的首领就激动的身子发抖。
这实在是太好了！
原本还对加入青雀部落满心抗拒的风部落首领，现在一下子就不抗拒了。
Not only that, even the old primitive man who had persuaded him with the sole of his shoe no longer felt any resentment.
Because if the old primitive man hadn't persuaded and educated me and brought me here, how could I have discovered such a good opportunity?
Han Cheng looked at the leader of the Wind Tribe, whose dazed state disappeared after he shook hands with him and whose eyes became bright and energetic. He couldn't help but smile slightly in his heart. He had successfully influenced a person with his friendly image, gentle words, and elegant demeanor... and saved him from the cold and hunger, making him feel the warmth of spring...
I am really great! So amazing!
"#￥%…D…"
When Han Dashenzi was deeply intoxicated by himself, the leader of the Wind Tribe, whose eyes were shining with joy, spoke...
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