After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

"Yes." Ding Xirui nodded and opened the salt jar.

"Eating too much salt will affect the circulation of Qi and blood. From today on, you should use less salt when cooking."

"Well, I've gotten used to it over the years..."

Ding Xirui covered the salt jar and opened the oil tank.

"Xi Rui, this is lard oil. It's grown in our fields and squeezed out in the oil press. In winter, we also make lard from slaughtered pigs. This year, we made less lard and have already eaten it all."

"Aunt, if you make lard again during the New Year, you should eat less."

"Is there something wrong with lard? It makes the dishes really fragrant..."

Ding Xirui smiled. Indeed, whether it is cooking or making snacks, lard is more fragrant than vegetable oil. This is the characteristic of animal fats. However, animal fats have too much energy and too high a proportion of saturated fatty acids. Eating too much will burden the gastrointestinal tract and easily cause obesity, which is not conducive to the regulation of blood lipids and blood pressure, and is also prone to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Previously, Zheng Shihui and Niu Xiaoben lost weight, and Zheng Shihui's uncle needed to treat diabetes. When Ding Xirui made a recipe, he directly banned lard.

"Aunt, whether it's lard or other oils, you should eat less."

"Okay, I often hear people say that people can't eat greasy food when they are sick. I will listen to you."

"Well, now that conditions are better, you and uncle should pay more attention to taking care of yourselves."

My cousin’s aunt’s kitchen is very big, with two big pots, two small pots, a small stone mill, and two chopping boards, one large and one small. The large one is one meter long, which is suitable for big and bold “moves”. Such a kitchen is so convenient.

"Before the family split up, there were more people eating, so the kitchen was made bigger. Now that your eldest brother and his family have their own yard, it's empty. But you can still use it when you come back every year." My aunt smiled.

"Thank you, auntie, for the meal." Ding Xirui also smiled.

"You little girl..." The cousin's aunt gently put her arm around Ding Xirui's shoulders, "Do you still remember that when you were a kid, you loved eating the lard fried rice your aunt made the most. You could eat a big bowl of it. Your mother was afraid that you would eat too much, so she kept staring at you, and she herself didn't feel full. Now that you're a doctor, you're persuading your aunt to eat less lard, hahahaha."

"Really?" Ding Xirui suddenly became a little nervous. When talking about her childhood, she knew nothing now.

"After all, you are married now and understand more things. Your uncle and I are old." She said, touching Ding Xirui's head.

Ding Xirui continued to smile foolishly, and for some reason, a feeling of sadness welled up in her heart. She shook her own hand and took her cousin's aunt to the small stone mill.

"Aunt, do you make your own tofu at home?"

"Yes, I grow beans at home, grind soy milk and make tofu myself, and I make them every two or three days."

"That's good. I was just about to ask you to eat more tofu. Now that we have a stone mill at home, it will be much more convenient."

"Yes, this millstone was bought by your father three years ago. Do you remember that on the first day it arrived, Xiao Zhuzi was playing around and almost smashed his foot."

Xiao Zhuzi is the son of Sister-in-law Ahui and the eldest grandson of my cousin’s aunt.

"Why don't you remember?" Ding Xirui chuckled, but in his heart he cried out inwardly that this conversation was not going to go on and he had to quickly leave the kitchen, this place of trouble.

However, when it comes to making tofu, she has a series of questions in her mind.

"Aunt, what do you use to make tofu?"

“Use rice vinegar.”

"Can rice vinegar be used to cook tofu?" Ding Xirui squinted his eyes and thought about it. Yes, acetic acid can promote protein coagulation. In the past, he only noticed that brine and lactone could be used to cook tofu, but never thought of vinegar.

It just so happens that I have a stone mill and rice vinegar at home, so I might as well ask about the proportions of the ingredients and make it at home.

"Aunt, I also want to make tofu myself. Can you teach me how to do it?"

"Of course, my family runs a tofu shop, and I learned the skills from my father secretly..." My aunt smiled and patted her.

Hey, is it true that making tofu must be passed down to men and not women?

"Grind five ounces of soybeans and three pounds of water into soybean milk, pour it into the pot and cook it, then filter out the dregs with fine cotton cloth and let it cool down a little."

"Aunt, how do you estimate if it will cool down a bit?" Ding Xirui was very confused.

"It's just...how should I put it? It's a little hot, but not as hot as boiling water. It's hard to say." My aunt frowned slightly.

Sure enough, it is said that making tofu is a technical job, and it takes a long time to master the temperature. Ding Xirui remembered a story he had read in that world. The heroine was a pastry chef. When she was teaching her apprentice, she said that a mature pastry chef should learn to test the temperature with his own hands instead of relying entirely on instruments.

"Xi Rui, when I first started learning how to make tofu, my father told me that if you boil three pounds of soy milk, you should add twelve ounces of cold water."

"Okay, aunt, please wait a moment, I'll go get a book to write it down." Ding Xirui said, and ran out of the kitchen quickly to get a book and charcoal pencil from the carriage.

"Don't worry, kid."

"Aunt, please continue." Ding Xirui couldn't wait to know the whole process.

"Next, add rice vinegar and water, half a tael of white vinegar and two and a half taels of water, slowly add them into the soy milk water three times, and the tofu pudding will come out."

"And then? Will the tofu pudding appear if you put it in cold tofu?"

"Silly child, of course not." My aunt laughed.

"Cover the pot and wait for half an hour, the small tofu pudding will turn into big tofu pudding. At this time, prepare a piece of gauze, pour the tofu pudding in and filter out the water. Don't throw away the filtered water, add some green vegetables and it will be a soup, which is very delicious. If you don't want to use it, you can water the flowers when it cools down... Hey, where was I?" My aunt suddenly paused.

"You said to filter out the tofu pudding water." Ding Xirui smiled slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain, I really can't refuse to admit my age." My aunt shook her head slightly and continued, "Then, find a small square box, you can make one with bamboo strips... put the tofu pudding in it, remember that the tofu pudding should be wrapped in gauze, don't pour it in... then use a piece of wood to flatten it, and finally put a stone on it, and leave it there for about an incense stick of time."

"Okay." Ding Xirui made the final note in the book, feeling so excited that he couldn't wait to go back and try it out.

My aunt's face suddenly changed.

"I can't take it anymore, Xirui, wait for me, I need to go to the toilet." She left quickly.

Ding Xirui looked at her back and prayed silently that her illness would heal quickly.

At noon, everyone gathered together for a meal. Ding Xirui's parents set off to return to Luocheng County. The old grandparents wiped their tears and said goodbye reluctantly.

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan did not set off until the afternoon. They examined the entire family, young and old, then got on the carriage and said goodbye to return to Lan County.