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Chapter 240 Eating Tofu

In front of the moon, Bai Ling is sometimes composed, sometimes wise, sometimes reliable, and sometimes childish.

He was just like a child at that moment, eager to show Yue the bread he had made, hoping to get her approval and praise.

Bai Ling took the basket off her back and held it high, slightly lifting the animal skin covering it to let the aroma of bread waft out.

Seeing Bai Ling's behavior as if she were showing off a treasure, Yue felt a little embarrassed. After all, it wasn't just him and Bai Ling here; there were also his elders and Bai Ling's elders.

Even though he felt embarrassed, Yue still reached out and took the basket from Bai Ling's hand, hugging it tightly to his chest. His eyes were smiling, and he only looked at Bai Ling: "Yes, I like it very much."

"I like all the food you make, Ling."

There was nothing wrong with what the two said or did, but for some reason, everyone else present except Chen and the cub had an amused and ambivalent expression on their faces.

Grandpa Yue coughed lightly and waved to Bai Ling's family: "Come inside quickly, it's cold outside."

As he spoke, he reached out and beckoned to the cub in Qu's arms: "Knowing that the cub would come today, I prepared a lot of fruit."

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Yue brought over the dried fruit she had prepared in advance, and Bai Ling also took bread out of her basket.

The bread had just been baked and was still steaming. Its unique sweet aroma wafted out with the steam, immediately attracting the attention of all the orcs.

Bai Ling said, "Father, you all eat bread here first, Yue and I will go cook."

Bai Ling and Yue had discussed what dishes to cook in advance. While Bai Ling was baking bread at home, Yue, her grandfather, and her great-uncle had also prepared everything they needed, just waiting for Bai Ling to cook.

Grandpa Yue stood up and said, "That won't do. Ling, you're a guest. Let's go cook."

Yue's great-uncle also stood up, but Yue pressed his shoulder down and made him sit back down.

"Grandpa, Ling and I have already agreed that we'll cook today," Yue said. "You and Grandpa can just sit here and keep Ling company with his father, uncles, and great-uncle."

Feng also said, "Ling is a good cook, so let him do it. We can just sit and wait."

Before coming, Bai Ling had already told his family that he and Yue would be in charge of cooking, and no one else needed to help.

Feng asked repeatedly, but his son said he didn't need help. Seeing his son's firm attitude, Feng stopped insisting. He knew why his son didn't want him to help; it was simply so he could spend more time with Yue.

Logically speaking, the two of them see each other every day and have plenty of time to spend together, but what can you do when the son and Yue have such a good relationship? They're like two inseparable lumps of mud, sticking together for as long as possible.

The meat and vegetables needed had already been prepared, and all that was left was to stir-fry them. Yue's grandfather and great-uncle stopped insisting and instead sat in the main room talking to Bai Ling's family, letting Yue and Bai Ling cook.

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Bai Ling first kneaded the dough. Today is Yue's birthday, so of course she has to eat a bowl of noodles.

Cover the kneaded dough and set it aside to rest for a while before rolling it out into noodles.

The Yue family also had two stoves. Bai Ling first started stewing the fish on one stove, while she started stir-frying vegetables on the other. In winter, there were only various dried vegetables available. These dried vegetables had already been soaked and rehydrated. Bai Ling first boiled the dried vegetables in water, then squeezed out the water and made two cold dishes with salt, scallions, ginger, and soy sauce.

Garlic-flavored sliced ​​pork is a different version of garlic-flavored boiled pork. The marinated pork is first boiled in water, then rinsed in cold water. Garlic is then sprinkled on the pork slices, and the prepared sauce is set aside as a dipping sauce when eating.

Next is frying the meat slices. Heat oil in a pan, fry the sliced ​​meat until slightly crispy.

Stir-fried winter melon, fried winter melon balls, fried sauce, and finally, a fish slice soup that Yue loves, which we'll make last.

Bai Ling finished cooking the vegetables, and the fish was almost done stewing. While waiting, Bai Ling started rolling out noodles.

Yue sat below, tending the fire, watching the pot of stewed fish constantly steaming, and asked, "Ling, the fish has been stewing for quite a while, isn't it ready yet?"

Bai Ling laughed and said, "As the saying goes, tofu needs to be boiled a thousand times and fish a thousand times, which means that the longer fish is stewed, the better it tastes."

Yue asked in confusion, "What does 'roll' mean?"

Bai Lingteng pointed to the pot of stewed fish: "When the water in the pot boils, it will bubble and churn. 'A thousand boils' means that the water will churn a thousand times after it boils."

Yue still had questions: "Then what is tofu? Is it also a type of food?"

Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes, it's a very delicious and nutritious food. It's made from soybeans. There are many ways to eat tofu. In some places, it's used to stew fish."

Now that we have soybeans and a stone mill at home, we can try to make tofu. However, making tofu requires brine, which Bai Ling can't make herself; she has to find it in nature.

However, this is not a difficult task. The brine used by people in ancient times to make tofu is brine, which is the brine in the salt ponds. In the spring, the tribe would go to dry salt, and he could go with the tribe's salt-drying team and try to get some brine back.

While Bai Ling was thinking about something, his hands never stopped moving. He deftly folded the rolled-out pancake and then began cutting noodles.

Once the noodles were cut, Bai Ling grabbed a noodle, shook it as she placed it on a sieve, and then sprinkled a little dry flour on top of the noodles.

Yue suddenly asked, "Ling, were you just thinking about how to make tofu?"

Whenever Ling is thinking, her eyes narrow slightly and she stares at a certain spot. Just now, Ling was thinking again, and Yue knew what Ling was thinking without even having to think about it.

He was thinking about how to make tofu, and how to make it for his family and himself.

While kneading the dough, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Hmm, I'm thinking about how to eat tofu. Tofu can be stir-fried, mixed, boiled, or pan-fried. Even if you just eat it raw, tofu tastes pretty good."

"Yue, how do you like to eat it?" Bai Ling asked, looking at Yue.

Without hesitation, Yue replied, "As long as it's tofu you make, Ling, it's the best. No matter how you make it, I'll love it."

Yue's words amused Bai Ling, because Bai Ling thought of another meaning of "eating tofu".

He deliberately asked Yue, "Yue, do you like to take advantage of me?"

Yue, of course, had no idea what "eating tofu" meant. He simply nodded and said, "Yes, I like eating tofu from you, Ling."

Bai Ling laughed too. He stared at Yue for a few moments, then nodded and said, "Yue, I also like to take advantage of you."