Chapter 19 Selling Tofu (1)_1
As the soy milk turned into douhua, Lin Ziyin asked Guo Huiniang to cook it in another pot. She crumbled the douhua and steamed it, using partitions she had crafted from wood.
"It smells quite fragrant," Lin Changshu hesitated before speaking, as he was still recovering from the shock of tofu-making.
"Wait until it's done. Then you all can have a taste," Lin Ziyin replied with a smile.
"What should we do with these leftover soy dregs?" Lin Zige asked, pointing at them.
"Leave them. When I'm back from the Ding'an Temple, I'll use them to make cakes," Lin Ziyin answered with a smile.
From her comment about the temple, Lin Zige and Lin Changshu understood.
The final step was actually quite quick, and soon enough tofu had been made.
The sight of freshly made, tender white blocks of tofu was so surreal to Guo Huiniang, Lin Changshu, and Lin Zige that it seemed like they were dreaming.
"Here, try the douhua," Lin Ziyin purposely saved some douhua to serve her family for breakfast.