The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 257 Milk Pudding and Fried Fresh Milk
As soon as the door of the oven was opened, a gust of hot air mixed with the aroma of the cake rushed over.

Le Yiren turned sideways in an instant, and walked to the side of the oven after waiting for a while.

The heat of the ninja smashed a long bamboo stick into the iron bucket. After feeling that the bread was really baked, he clamped the ears on both sides of the iron bucket with two iron clips, and clamped the iron bucket out.

After the iron bucket was taken out, the Le Yi people put it on the steel plate used in the oven. They used a finger-wide long knife to turn around the inside of the iron bucket, then turned the iron bucket upside down on the steel plate, and patted it lightly with the knife. After a few clicks, he slowly lifted the iron bucket, and looked at the steel plate again, where a cylindrical bread stood upright.

After the bread is ready, it cannot be used immediately and needs to be cooled.

This process requires waiting, Le Yiren looked at the remaining milk, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and went to work on other things.

With milk, you can make a variety of dairy products.

However, in the hot summer, people in Leyi still like to eat yogurt pudding.

Yogurt pudding is easy to make.

Crack the eggs into a porcelain basin, add white sugar and beat well, then add milk and stir well again, then put it into a small bowl, cover it, and steam for 10 minutes on high heat.

When the time is up, open the lid to see if it has solidified, then cover the pot and heat it up again until it becomes warm enough to take it out.

After taking it out, place the diced fruit and red dates on top, and then put it in an ice basin to refrigerate.

After finishing these, the Leyi people started to prepare another dairy product—fried milk without stopping.

In addition to milk, the materials needed for frying milk include starch, egg white, white sugar, flour, butter, and salt.

Leyi people first pour the milk into the pot, add white sugar and simmer on low heat, then take advantage of this time to put the starch into a bowl, add water and stir well, then add it to the milk little by little, when adding starch Stir clockwise with a spoon.

After the milk paste boils, add egg whites and stir quickly.

Take out the cooked milk paste and put it in the ice basin to refrigerate.

After finishing these, Le Yiren took a clean porcelain basin, added flour, starch and water into it, and stirred it into a paste according to the ratio of 5:1:, then added a little salt, stirred evenly, added a little oil, and placed it 15 minutes.

At this time, the milk paste had been refrigerated, and Le Yiren cut the frozen milk paste into small milk cubes.

Pour the oil into the pan and heat it up, dip the cut milk cubes with starch first, then stir them in the stirred batter, put them in the oil pan and fry them.

Wait until the skin of the milk cube turns golden yellow, remove it and eat it.

Although this is delicious, it is a deep-fried food after all, so Le Yiren didn't make a lot of it, and it only cost a few dozen yuan after all the fried food.

When she walked into the shop carrying the fried milk cubes with a smile on her face, she saw that Le Tongtong was already playing chess with Xiao Tianyou.

Seeing this, the corners of Le Yiren's mouth twitched slightly, didn't he say that he would come back at night if he had something to do?
As soon as this idea came up, she looked up at the window, and as expected, it was already approaching night outside.

After thinking about it for a while, Le Yiren understood that she had been busy all the time, so she felt that the time hadn't passed. In fact, after careful calculation, it took her two or three hours to do so many things.

Le Tongtong smelled the fragrance, dropped the chess piece and ran towards Le Yiren, "Mother, what did you do, it smells so good!"

　Near midnight, Feifei still couldn't help posting a wave of delicious food, ah~ everyone, go to sleep when you are full.

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