"That's good. You gave me more money at that time, so I brought you some sauerkraut and pickles made at home. I don't know if you are used to eating them," Fang Nuo said.
"I happen to be short of these. Thank you Fang Zhiqing. Just wait, I'll get the money for you," Shen Gongqi said.
"Hey, farewell. This thing is meant to be given to you. Since you don't mind it, just accept it. Now that the things are gone, I'll go back first." After Fang Nuo finished speaking, he turned around and went back down the mountain.
Shen Gongqi's house is not very far from the yard where she lives, only ten minutes' walk.
When she got home, she put Yaya down and sat on the kang. Suddenly she thought of the two brains she got out of the pig's head when she was braised pork some time ago, and they were forgotten in the space.
Then I thought about making it for dinner at night, and then I went through all the ways to eat pig brains in my mind, and finally chose the brain flower version of Mapo Tofu.
I also thought I wanted to freeze some tofu, so after lunch, I put Yaya on my back and carried the basket out, going to a tofu maker in the village to exchange for tofu.
There is a family in the village who specializes in making tofu to exchange for the villagers. Fang Nuo came to the village and exchanged it once.
The family lived in the middle of the village, and she would be there in a short walk.
When he arrived at the door of a house, he shouted in: "Sister-in-law Wu, do you still have the tofu you made today?"
"It's Fang Zhiqing. There's still a lot of tofu. Come inside and warm yourself by the fire." A woman came out of the house and said
"No, I'm just here to change some tofu to freeze. Auntie, please get me ten yuan," Fang Nuo said.
"Okay, give me the basket, and I'll load it for you now." When the aunt heard that Fang Nuo wanted ten yuan, she happily asked her for the basket, and led people into the tofu-making room.
Fang Nuo looked at her tofu board. She only had two pieces on the side of the board. Others tended to eat the tofu on the side. She felt that the tofu on the side was firmer and older, and the one in the middle was too big. It's so tender that it won't be easy to cook the soup.
When Fang Nuo was making Mapo tofu, he wanted to use tender tofu. When he saw that the aunt was going to give him all the sides, he said, "Auntie, please give me a piece in the middle. Go back and give it to my Yaya." Crush it and eat it.”
"Okay, I'll give you that piece if you look at it. Has your Yaya started eating now?" the aunt asked while picking up the tofu.
"I've been eating it for a long time. A while ago, I just ate soup that was soft and easy to digest. Now I'm slowly adding some noodles, vegetables, meat, etc. Otherwise, the child is eleven months old and just drinks it. What kind of hunger can you get by ordering milk?" Fang Nuo said.
"So it's like this. I thought milk was more nutritious. My grandson is almost one year old, and I still let his mother breastfeed him. I'm afraid that the food will spoil the child, so I don't dare to feed him much," Aunt Wu said.
"Auntie, you can steam some egg custard for the child first, or use a little rice to cook longer porridge for the child to eat. Gradually, he will be able to eat other foods like adults, otherwise the nutrition will not be able to keep up," Fang Nuo said.
"Okay, I'll try later," Aunt Wu said
After a while, all ten pieces of tofu were picked up. Fang Nuo paid fifty cents and went home with the tofu.
When she got home, she kept the tenderest piece of tofu to eat at night. The remaining tofu was beaten into tofu cubes and cubes, spread out on the drawer, and frozen on a stool in the yard before sailing.
Winter tofu is more suitable for cooking soup or hot pot, and is cooked and eaten.
The inside of frozen tofu is honeycomb-shaped, which absorbs the flavor and soup better.
After freezing the tofu, Fang Nuo returned to the kitchen and simply made some lunch.
After lunch, I went back to the house to knit a sweater. When it was time for dinner, I came out of the house and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
In the evening, she prepared a dish of stewed vermicelli with shredded pickled cabbage and a few slices of white meat in it.
Then he took out the prepared brains and tofu from the space. Fang Nuo also took a small piece of pork and chopped it into foam for later use.
She didn't put much in the brain, so she just put one in. She planned to leave out the chili pepper in the other one and give it to Yaya to eat when it was ready.
Cut the tofu into small pieces. She cut all the pieces of tofu, and then some onions, ginger, and garlic, all cut up and set aside.
After preparing everything, stew the pickled cabbage vermicelli in a pot inside, put a connecting drawer in and steam the staple steamed buns.
Then put oil in a pot outside, heat up and sauté ginger and garlic until fragrant, then stir-fry bean paste until red oil comes out, add minced meat and quickly stir-fry, then add tofu and brains.
Then add a little water and cook for a while. When the juice is almost reduced, add a little starch water and pour it in. Stir it slowly a few times. When the soup thickens, add seasoning, then take it out of the pot and sprinkle the chopped green onion on top. That's it.
For the other brain flower, she cooked it more simply. She put it in water and cooked it. She simply put some ginger and garlic in it to remove the fishy smell, and soy sauce and salt to enhance the flavor.
There was no chili at all, so I didn’t know if it was delicious or not. Fang Nuo just took out the food first and waited until he ate it.
Put the prepared meals in bowls and carry them around the house on trays.
Looking at the red oil and chili in the Naohua version of Mapo Tofu, and then looking at the big steamed buns he steamed, Fang Nuo felt that he had not thought it through.
In the end, I took out two bowls of rice from the space to eat, and put the steamed buns aside to be reheated for lunch tomorrow.
When she was having dinner, Yaya didn't wake up, so she ate first.
First, I scooped a bowl of pickled cabbage soup and drank it. Then I used a spoon to scoop a spoonful of mapo tofu on top of the rice. I then used chopsticks to put the vegetables and rice into my mouth. All kinds of aromas gathered on my tongue.
"Well, it's so delicious," Fang Nuo exclaimed.
Then there was only the slight sound of cooking rice. After a while, she finished two bowls of rice and half of a plate of mapo tofu.
The dish on the dinner table tonight, Naohua Mapo Tofu, was temporarily ranked first in her heart, and her favorite winter dish, stewed white meat with pickled cabbage and vermicelli, was second best tonight.
She also tasted some of the boiled brains and found that there was no fishy smell and the taste was okay, so she put it aside to warm and feed Yaya some when she woke up.
She also took out a piece of snow fish meat from the space, briefly marinated it, then steamed it in a pot, added some baby steamed fish soy sauce, and put it aside to warm until Yaya woke up to eat it.
After she finished eating, she took her bowls and chopsticks back to the kitchen. After coming back and sitting on the kang for a while, Yaya woke up.
First, I wiped her face and hands, gave her some water, and then held her and fed her.
Naohua Fangnuo only gave her a small piece to eat, but he ate most of the cod. He kept the remaining bit and put it in her noodles the next day.
After Yaya had finished her dinner, it started to get dark outside. She turned on the lights in the room and played with Yaya on the kang for a while before going to boil water to wash up and sleep with Yaya.
