"Alright," she said.
Su Qing didn't stand on ceremony. It was always faster to have someone help. Ji Shuisheng pushed the millstone, and she placed the soaked soybeans into the eye of the millstone. As the millstone pushed and squeezed, white soy milk flowed down. A large soaked soybean was ground into three basins of soy milk.
The newly-cooked soybean milk was fragrant, thick, and delicious. Su Qing boiled and filtered a large pot of soybean milk with sackcloth. A portion of the filtered soybean milk was served for everyone to drink. Even Qin Feng, who was used to eating good food, was still unsatisfied after drinking a large bowl.
Su Qing didn't add sugar, but everyone already loved it.
Su Qing ordered another pot of tofu pudding. The tender white tofu pudding trembled and was already delicious without any ingredients.
