Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 99 Let's Eat Secretly
Before dawn, the mother and daughter of the Lin family got up one after another to wash and work.

Oil lamps were lit in the kitchen, new desserts were to be made, and the cakes could not be left behind.

Lin Yulan had already mastered the batter ratio, and took Fang Shuhui to take over the job of steaming the cake.

The beans soaked in Lingquan water for an afternoon and overnight were all moist. Lin Yuzhu picked up the red beans and mung beans and steamed them in a large aluminum pot separately.

The darkness outside the window gradually became brighter. Lin Yulan checked the quality of the first pot of cakes, asked Fang Shuhui to continue working, and went out to hunt pigweeds by herself.

As soon as I went out, I met Song Ersao who was walking this way, greeted her and continued to walk down the slope.

"Ah, you're all busy, I'm just here." Second Aunt Song walked into the kitchen with a smile, shook off the bundled apron and sleeves and put them on, and took out a piece of floral cloth from her pocket, quickly Wrap your hair well.

Lin Yuzhu likes her cleanliness, so she doesn't need to tell her, she knows to pay attention to hygiene.

"It didn't take long, and you came just in time. The fresher the cake, the better, but the meringue bean cake is more crispy after half a day, and it can be made at night."

After working all day and having trivial work at night, she really couldn't bring herself to continue cooking desserts in the kitchen.

"It doesn't matter if you do it at night, I don't like to stay at home. I always quarrel about trivial things. The little one in the third family's family really likes to cry, and his head is buzzing from the noise."

The second sister-in-law Song washed her hands and watched Fang Shuhui skillfully mix the beaten egg whites on the batter.

"Sister Yuzhu, what is this white bubble? Is there any particularity in the way your mother mixes the batter? I think she always pries it up one by one?"

"After the egg white is sent, it becomes like that. It does not need to be fermented, and it can be mixed in the batter to make the cake fluffy. The technique is exquisite, so that it will not defoam, and it will look good after steaming."

Lin Yuzhu came out with two pestle bowls, each with a pestle.

The skin of the bean that has been saturated with water vapor is cracked and steaming, and it becomes pureed bean paste with just a pinch. The bean is sweet and fragrant.

In the age without machines, stone mills and mortars were the best grinding tools.

The sabot is a very practical kitchen utensil with the characteristics of the times. The inner wall of the mud is criss-crossed and then fired. After it is made, the ingredients are smashed into the sharp lines with a pounding stick.

Whether it is the soul chili dipping water that is needed to eat Xianmi jelly in summer or the fried foot board potato balls in the Double Ninth Festival, you need a bowl.

Leicha, one of the Hakka special snacks, needs a kitchen utensil like Leibo.

The beaten mung bean paste is added with white sugar, stir-fried in a pan over a low heat to remove the unique beany smell and excess water of the beans, and stir-fry to form a stuffing with a huddled texture.

The meringue is more particular, first make the water-oil skin, and then add lard when kneading the dough.

The meringue mung bean cake that Lin Yuzhu wants to make is a soft meringue with a better taste. Kneading the watery and oily skin requires patience and kneading the soft dough until the fascia can be stretched out.

If you want to achieve crispness, you must have oil puff pastry, lard and flour kneaded into a smooth dough.

The second sister-in-law of Song was serious on the face, but she couldn't hold back the excitement of shock in her heart.

so worth it
The white sugar is poured spoonful by spoonful, and the lard is scooped spoonful by spoonful. Just by looking at the ingredients, one can imagine how sweet it will be after making it.

Fang Shuhui had already steamed ten catties of cakes, and did not lift the lid of the steamer immediately after turning off the stove, and waited for a while before taking out the cakes from the small bowl and pouring them into the Shau Kei.

The tender yellow and sweet cakes were piled up into delightful hills, these were all treasures for money, she was very happy to see them.

Seeing that the pastry has started to be wrapped over there, I let go of the work in my hand and hurried over to help.

"The most important thing about puff pastry is the puff pastry. After wrapping it, flatten it. Roll it up like this and put it there to wake up for a while, and cover it with a damp cloth, otherwise it won't taste good when it dries."

Lin Yuzhu explained while demonstrating that the other two are used to doing kitchen work, so they can understand everything.

The oily meringue rolls become very soft after being woken up twice. Press the thumb in the middle and pinch the raised ends to the middle, and the layered meringue lines will come out.

After flattening, continue to roll into a round dough, wrap the mung bean paste balls like a bun, and press the flat folds to form a small round cake.

Lin Yuzhu asked them to continue making mung bean cakes, took out a frying pan, spread a thin layer of oil on it, and fried it over low heat to see the effect.

"It's still the ancestors who know how to enjoy, and put so much effort just to eat a pancake. Once the meringue is fried, it's really fragrant. It's a good thing that there are no children at home, otherwise I would really cry."

The second wife of Song smelled the strong fragrance of cakes in the air, sighed and worked.

It has to be those decent people who can afford these things, like her, even if there is flour, sugar and lard, she would not dare to commit crimes like this.

"Call Er Dou San Dou over later, let's eat it secretly, don't make a fuss." Lin Yuzhu smiled and flipped the puff pastry one by one.

"No, no, I'll give this precious thing to my two debt collectors, it's a waste of things." Second Aunt Song refused without thinking.

How precious does it take to eat this?

It's a lot of money to exchange for two catties of sliced ​​noodles, and it doesn't feel so distressing.

Lin Yuzhu didn't grind his mouth, thinking that he would just call him over when Sha Que came back.

The smoke from the Lin family's cooking was blowing towards the Song family's side along the wind, and scattered in the sky on the slope of miscellaneous trees in the middle.

Compared to the Lin family, the Song family is bustling every morning.

A large family has different jobs, and the chores at home are shared by women and children.

The physical work was given to the men.

The family used up a lot of firewood, and Song Yi took Xiao Dongming and Song Erdou up the mountain early in the morning to cut firewood.

"Brother Yi, your brothers are really good at drinking, they've overwhelmed me..."

Xiao Dongming touched his swollen eyelids, and smiled coyly at Song Yi who was cutting pine branches on the other side, "I didn't go crazy with alcohol last night..."

Song Yi glanced at him in disgust, but said nothing.

"Why didn't you go drunk, I was woken up by you last night..." Song Erdou waved a sickle to cut off a clump of dustpans and put it aside, winking at Xiao Dongming.

"Uncle Dong Ming, why are you like my uncle, you cry when you get drunk. My uncle started crying from the wine table. You are different. You talk and laugh while drinking, and you are honest when you go back to sleep. Why did you start crying in the middle of the night..."

Every time the uncle cries, he always says that he is sorry for his family, that he has no ability, that his daughter-in-law has no milk, and that his daughter almost starved to death.

He also said that he was most sorry for my uncle, the family finally had an educated person, and he couldn't afford it after half of his studies.

I couldn't be persuaded every time, so I had to go to grandma's house to beat the soles of my shoes before I went to sleep contentedly.

This Uncle Dongming is different, except that he is red all over, he looks like a normal person, he is especially good at chatting, and he is not the kind who is drunk and talking nonsense.

In the middle of the night, he had nightmares. He dreamed that someone was crying at the grave, and the bitter crying made his hairs stand on end.

Because I lived next door, I heard those few vague words coming and going.

"Uncle Dongming, I hear you talking about five yuan all the time, why are you crying so sad..."

"Hey, it happened many years ago. Didn't I get a sewing machine coupon for my sister-in-law? I took a ride to the city and fell asleep halfway. When I got off the bus, I found that the money was missing and I didn't buy it. All the money at home is in my I have already borrowed money from others, and I have no place to get another five yuan..."

In the end, the coupon was resold to someone else only when it was about to expire and become invalid.

This was the first time he felt that being a loser was worth risking his life for, and then when that incident happened again, he simply broke the jar, only with money in his pocket could he keep his family members from being disliked by others.

Relying on saving pennies and ten cents and tightening his belt, he bought the sewing machine back in less than a year.

My sister-in-law is no longer the tailor who makes clothes for people stitch by stitch. It is much easier to make clothes with a sewing machine, and the life is faster.

He frowned, opened his pocket and counted the money, and sure enough, there were five yuan more.

"Brother Yi, I'm sorry, I didn't intend to drink that much..." He smiled shyly and returned the extra five yuan to Song Yi.

Song Yi was not polite to him, took it and stuffed it into his pocket, even looking at him even more was annoying, "It doesn't matter what I say, as long as you give the money, you will be honest, what's wrong."

(End of this chapter)