Aspiring Food Supplier

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"Because every time he is so serious, I think there is no way to refuse."

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In the live broadcast room, netizens expressed the same feeling.

"Yes, yes, it's the feeling of opening a pair of big eyes every time, then making a serious arrangement, and then nodding gently!"

"So it's not just me who feels this way!"

"Even Teacher He can't resist it!"

"Sure enough, the chef is invincible!"

"Haha! Even the senior group is arranged!"

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After hearing He Jiong's words, Huang Lei nodded, "Well, Teacher He is right. Every time this happens, I will wonder who is the teacher and who is the student."

"Hahaha." Wu Lei and the others laughed.

"Is this funny?" Ling Rui said helplessly, "Your laughing points are too low."

"It's quite funny, Brother Rui, you don't laugh because you're talking about you." Zifeng replied seriously.

"My sister is right."

Ling Rui sighed helplessly, "Sister will join in later, pushing a stone mill, it won't be particularly tiring, just push it for a while."

Zifeng blinked his big eyes, with a question mark on his face:? ? ?

She seemed to say something wrong?what happened?who is she?Why does she want to push the stone mill?

Chapter 485 483. About Tofu

In the end, Ling Rui carried a bucket of soaked beans, and the others took empty buckets, and headed to the home of a fellow villager with a stone mill.

"Ouch, Sister Zhao's house!" He Jiong saw that he knew this villager, and he and Huang Lei would often visit the village and greet the nearby villagers.

"Ms. He, Mr. Huang, come in and sit down." Sister Zhao was very enthusiastic. "They came to ask before, and I have it at my house. It's in the back yard."

"Haha, I'll trouble you then!"

"No trouble, no trouble." Sister Zhao quickly waved her hand and smiled, facing the camera, she was still embarrassed, "Come with me."

So, everyone followed Sister Zhao to the back yard, and sure enough, they saw a big stone mill in the middle, with a very smooth angled wooden stick next to the handle.

"It's really a stone!" Peng Peng stepped forward, touched it for a while, then held the handle next to it, and began to exert force, then blushed, and the stone mill turned a little bit.

"Is it so strenuous?" Zhong Hanliang was surprised, "How heavy is it?"

"I don't know the specifics, but there must be one or two hundred catties." Sister Zhao said, smiling helplessly, "The main reason is that Peng Peng didn't use the right force."

Afterwards, she demonstrated on the sidelines. In her hands, the stone mill turned quite easily.

As a result, Peng Peng's face turned even redder.

"Hahaha!" Zifeng couldn't help but laughed first, "Brother, have you grown white?"

"Hahaha! No comparison, no harm!" Wu Lei was also very helpless.

"Either you two go up and try!" Peng Peng said with his face flushed.

"Come, come, try it!" Wu Lei showed no timidity.

"Sister Zhao, don't tell them the trick yet!" Peng Peng said.

Sister Zhao is also helpless, a group of children from every family... So she nodded, and couldn't help but say, "This stone mill is made of real stone, it's not from the factory like now, this stone mill belongs to my husband Passed down by grandpa."

"Oh, there is still a historical limit." Everyone also nodded.

Wu Lei rolled up his sleeves, then took hold of the handle, and began to exert force. Although the stone mill turned stumblingly, it turned anyway.

Peng Peng felt that he was very helpless, that is, he suffered from the first trial.

"Okay, okay, I'm ready to grind the beans." Huang Lei felt helpless, thinking that children really love to play, "Don't use too much strength now, just don't feel tired after a while."

Sister Zhao prepared clean water beside her, "Push it up first, then rinse it with water, and then you can put the beans in."

"Okay." He Jiong responded with a smile, and then looked at several young people, "How about it, young people, who will come first?"

"I'll do it." Peng Peng still raised his hand. Although he was ridiculed by brother Sanshi just now, he still had to regain his momentum.

"The main way is to use force. Don't go down. The more you use downward force, the greater the friction, and the more tired you are from pushing, so use flat force." Ling Rui said, "When the beans are planted, You'll feel a lot more relaxed."

Peng Peng nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and began to push the stone mill.

Sure enough, the second attempt looked much better than the first, and the stone mill finally turned.

On the side, Sister Zhao added water to it, and Peng Peng pushed it more easily.

The water flowing out of the opening below the stone mill was basically clear, so He Jiong filled a small bowl of beans and poured them into the hole in the center of the stone mill.

Not long after, white bean paste emerged from the opening below.

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"It turns out that grinding tofu in ancient times was really grinding tofu!" Netizens lamented, "You have to use a stone mill!"

"So, it was really not easy for people in the past to stutter!"

"I don't see it. Recently, the program group seems to be focusing on shooting ingredients."

"I saw another seat."

"Tsk, I don't think their motives are pure!"

"Haha, what's impure?"

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"Wow, is this soy milk?" Zifeng asked, looking at the ground bean dregs that came out, he felt very novel.

"No, this has to be boiled with water to remove the slag, and then it can be soy milk." Ling Rui replied, watching Peng Peng push more and more effortlessly, and he was quite satisfied. There are so many people, such a bucket of beans must be ground quickly.

"Peng Peng is amazing!" He Jiong boasted.

"That is." Peng Peng replied with a smile, "Actually, it's okay. I didn't feel so tired after having beans. When I tried it for the first time, I just didn't use the right way of force."