“What is tofu?”

After hearing Yan Yunhua's words, Yan Nantian was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there should be no tofu in this world.

On earth where material life is rich, meat products are already very popular. Tofu is still an indispensable delicacy, and it can be seen that tofu naturally has its own unique flavor.

Moreover, as the saying goes, things are vaguely expensive. People in this world have never eaten tofu, let alone Mapo tofu, Dongpo tofu, crispy tofu, scallion tofu, stinky tofu, stinky tofu, stinky tofu and other dishes.

Yan Nantian believed that as long as he developed tofu himself and made tofu-related delicacies, he would definitely cause a sensation in the chef industry, and Yipinju's business would immediately become popular.

Seeing Yan Nantian lowering his head to ponder, with a faint look of excitement on his face, Yan Yunhua couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "Xiaotian, what exactly is the tofu you mentioned? And the casserole you mentioned before, why are they all things I have never heard of?"

Yan Nantian slowly raised his head, knowing that he had to find a reasonable explanation, otherwise anything new in the future would definitely arouse Yan Yunhua's suspicion.

After pondering for a while, Yan Nantian showed a smile on his face and said, "Grandpa, do you believe in the chef god?"

"Of course I believe that no one who is a chef doesn't believe in the chef God." Yan Yunhua said with a respectful look.

"Grandpa, during the time when I was injured, I met the chef god in my dream. The chef god gave me a lot of things and said that I would accept me as my disciple." Yan Nantian said.

"Xiaotian, if you can dream of Master Chef, you must be a good chef." Yan Yunhua showed a hint of joy, but did not take Yan Nantian's words to heart.

Yan Yunhua believes in the chef god, and he has dreamed of the chef god, but that is just his wishful thinking and does not mean that he has really seen the chef god.

"Grandpa, I have really met the chef god. Moreover, he also gave me a lot of cooking skills and told me that our family would encounter a crisis, and gave me a way to solve the crisis." Seeing Yan Yunhua's application light, Yan Nantian said hurriedly.

"Oh, what's the solution?" Yan Yunhua asked when he saw Yan Nantian's serious look on his face.

"The chef god gave me the tofu, saying that this is an ingredient I have never had before and can improve our Yipinju business." Yan Nantian said.

"Xiaotian, then tell my grandfather, how to make this tofu?" Yan Yunhua asked.

"Grandpa, the main ingredients for making tofu are soybeans and brine. First, crush the soybeans with a stone mill, then filter out the bean dregs. The remaining soybean milk is boiled. Add brine to allow the soybean milk to solidify, and then you can make tofu." Yan Nantian explained.

"Xiaotian, there is one in the soybean kitchen, but what is the brine you are talking about?" Yan Yunhua said in confusion.

"Brine is the mother liquor left in the salt pond after sea water or salt lake water is made of salt, and is the solidified liquid that makes the tofu form." Yan Nantian said.

"Xiaotian, the two ingredients you mentioned are not difficult to find, but they can really make tofu?" Yan Yunhua asked.

"Grandpa, even if you don't believe me, you should believe that the chef is not. Moreover, these two ingredients are not difficult to find. Why don't we try it?" Yan Nantian said.

"You are right. Since the chef God has given you a dream, we cannot let down the chef God's good wishes." Yan Yunhua said with a hint of piety.

Seeing that Yan Yunhua was finally told, Yan Nantian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now that he has the chef as a shield, no matter what amazing actions he does in the future, he can be ruled to the chef.

"Grandpa, the restaurant can last for seven days. Let's act separately without further ado. I will stay at home to crush the soybeans into soy milk. You can go outside to find some brine." Yan Nantian said.

"Okay, let's take action separately. There is a small stone mill in the yard not far from the kitchen." Yan Yunhua said.

"I know grandpa." Yan Nantian responded, and then solemnly warned: "Grandpa, you need to keep it confidential about the development method of tofu and the brine. Don't let outsiders know about it."

"I naturally know this. This is passed down by the chef god. If you can really make good things, it will be the heirloom of our Yan family." Yan Yunhua nodded, then instructed Yan Nantian again, and then left the kitchen to find brine.

Seeing Yan Yunhua leaving in a hurry, Yan Nantian was not idle either. He filled some soybeans with a basin and washed all the soybeans. Then he carried the basin and walked to the backyard.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Nantian came to the backyard, he saw a small stone mill. This stone mill is usually used to grind noodles, and it is the first time he is used to grind soybeans.

The so-called stone mill is actually very simple. It is to stack two round stones together, then place the soybeans between the two round stones, crush the soybeans into powder, and then water them on the stone mill, and the powder made of the soybeans will flow out.

In fact, before grinding the soybeans, it is best to soak the soybeans overnight, so that they will be easier to grind. However, because of the urgent time, Yan Nantian can only spend more effort.

Yan Nantian had just put the soybeans in. Before he could grind the soybeans, he heard a shout from outside, saying, "Old shopkeeper, old shopkeeper..."

Hearing Zhou Dacheng's voice, Yan Nantian put down his work, went out and said, "Uncle Cheng, grandpa has something to go out. You can tell me if you have anything to do."

"Shanghaikeeper, the tailor and child you are looking for, my eldest child and I have already found it. Now we have all brought it to the hall, waiting to listen to your instructions." Zhou Dacheng explained.

"Okay, let's take a look together." Yan Nantian smiled and said.

The two of them walked into the lobby and saw Zhou Dawa standing aside, a middle-aged man sitting on a bench and a few children playing.

Seeing Yan Nantian coming out, Zhou Dawa hurriedly came up and asked, "Young shopkeeper, Tailor Zhou and the child are brought together. Do you think what should we do next?"

"Big kid, go to the backyard first and grind the soybeans into pulp for me. I will use them later." Yan Nantian ordered.

"Okay, young shopkeeper." Zhou Dawa said with a bitter look.

Zhou Dawa looked at the tailor and the child. He wanted to know how the tailor and the child could promote the restaurant, but Yan Nantian had to listen to the instructions and walked towards the backyard reluctantly.

Seeing Zhou Dawa's look of disappointment, Yan Nantian had no choice. This restaurant can still take seven days. It is not easy to revitalize Yipinju within seven days and earn enough rent. Yan Nantian must make good use of every minute and every second.

Yan Nantian turned his head and looked at Tailor Zhou and several children. He couldn't help but smile. Whether Yipinju's publicity can be done well depends on these half-aged children.

...

Just when Yan Nantian and others were working hard to revitalize Yipinju, Wu Chunlai was not idle, but rushed to a tea shop near Yipinju.

Wu Chunlai straightened his belly and walked into a private room in a tea shop. A middle-aged man stood up from his seat, bowed to Wu Chunlai, and said, "Mr. Wu, I don't know how the matter in the restaurant is handled?"

"Mr. Wang, don't worry, I've done it." Wu Chunlai said with a smile.

This man, known as Wang Yuanwai, was named Wang Xuefu. He was the one who wanted to rent a Yipinju restaurant, so he waited for Wu Chunlai in the tea shop.

"Mr. Wu, I wonder when that restaurant will be vacated?" Wang Xuefu said with a hint of joy.

Wang Xuefu's family opened a restaurant in the ancestors. As the restaurant business continued to expand, they also wanted to open a branch in Wujiang Town. However, Wujiang Town has a large population and a prosperous business, so it is not easy to find a suitable store.

A few days ago, I learned about the situation of Yipinju, and went to the Wu family to find Wu Chunlai and wanted to rent Yipinju's restaurant, which led to the scene this morning.

"Seven days." Wu Chunlai took a sip of tea and said.

"Seven days?" After hearing Wu Chunlai's words, Wang Xuefu frowned slightly and suggested: "Mr. Wu, can't the restaurant be vacated earlier?"

It is not easy to find a restaurant in Wujiang Town. Now it’s hard to find a suitable one. Wang Xuefu naturally wants to move in earlier, so he saves any changes.

What's more, the chefs and the staff of the new restaurant have been found. As long as they move into the restaurant, they can do business. If they delay one more day, they will earn less money. Wang Xuefu naturally doesn't want to wait more.

"I have agreed to Manager Yan and ask them to stay for another seven days. Now I'm not good to drive them out in advance." Wu Chunlai hesitated for a moment and said.

"This way, Mr. Wu, I can hand over the deposit to you first." Wang Xuefu pondered for a moment, took out a silver note from his arms and put it on the tea table in front of them.

Looking at the silver notes on the table, Wu Chunlai's eyes changed, his expression became more kind, and his right hand instinctively touched the silver notes, and smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, you are so polite."

Seeing Wu Chunlai coming to touch the silver notes, Wang Xuefu did not let go immediately, but said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, I will hand over the deposit to you first, but I also have a small request. I hope you can agree?"

"What are the requirements?" Wu Chunlai stared at the silver notes and asked.

"Seven days are too long." Wang Xuefu said, handing over the silver notes and said:
Chapter completed!