Rebirth of the Pastoral Wife

Chapter 36 Dessert Making
"Hehe, Bao'er doesn't mind letting my aunt have a taste!" Mrs. Sun looked at Bao Niang covered in flour and asked with a smile.

"Where do you mind? Auntie just eats and doesn't dislike it!" Patting the clothes lightly, Bao Niang took out the cakes she made earlier and put them on a ceramic plate one by one.

There are only three sweet ones, and the salty ones haven't been made yet.

The white rice has already been cooked, and it needs to be cooked on a low heat. After the rice is completely boiled, it is finely ground with a pounding hammer, and the rice skin can be made into rice rolls.

Obviously, Baoniang alone can't do it well, and Mrs. Song is needed to help!
"Come on, try it!" Song and Sun sat on the stone bench in the yard and stretched out their hands to eat.

Say delicious while eating.

When Bao Niang heard this, the smile in the corner of her eyes grew stronger.

"That's right, Mommy Bao'er, your Bao'er is really capable, the taste is not far from that made by that pastry shop. Well, it's delicious, especially the red beans, which are the most delicious..."

As Mrs. Sun ate and talked, she could see the bean paste sticking to her teeth.

This thick steamed red bean meal uses red bean paste wrapped with some dead noodles and fried first, and then steamed in a steamer after frying.

Sweet and rich, no wonder it makes people greedy!

"Auntie, this is thick steamed red bean meal!"

"Okay. Even the name is so good, promising!" Mrs. Sun picked up the last red bean meal and quickly stuffed it into her mouth, muttering.

"Hehe, mother, aunt, do you think these pastries I made will be sold in the market outside? Will people like it?"

"Yes, everyone will definitely like it. I'm so hungry for such a delicious food!" Tim twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the empty plate that had been eaten, Sun felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Just now I was patronizing to eat, but I left one or two out.

"I think it's also feasible. How about asking your father to go to the market with you the day after tomorrow to sell it first? If it works, do it, and if it doesn't work, let's talk!"

"Okay, listen to my mother!" With support, Bao Niang became more motivated and even rubbed the flour on her hands a few times.

Sun, who was full, smiled and said a few words and left, Bao Niang didn't do much to keep her.

After all, she still has to cook other meals, and she has to hurry up to prepare the ingredients for those rice rolls.

One must guard against others, if someone learns the way of making cakes, although the taste of the products will be different, even the inferior Bao Niang does not want the products she made to be learned by others.

"Mom, I need you to help me now. These are some desserts. I came up with two kinds of salty pastries. Maybe some people don't like sweet ones, so I made two kinds of salty ones. When they are ready, you Give me some advice from Dad!" Bao Niang said playfully with a smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Knowing that her daughter has a lot of tricks, now she can be used in the right way.

I am very pleased!
When Mr. Liu came back, the small yard of the Liu family was filled with a strong smell of pastries.

Before he could speak, Bao Niang poked a head out of the kitchen and looked at Father Liu with a weird look and shouted, "Father, Mother and I have made a lot of delicious pastries, come and have a taste..."

"What are you messing with again?"

While talking on his mouth, he put down his work neatly and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Smelling the scent of wheat, it's really sweet!

Walking into the room, I looked at the pastries on the chopping board. Most of them were sweet, so I picked one up and ate it.

Sweet is sweet, but not greasy.

Father Liu stopped talking after eating three golden wheat sachets in a row.

Bao Niang smiled, "What's wrong? Daddy likes this wheat sachet? Try this red bean meal again!"

"I don't really like this red bean meal, it's better to eat wheat sachets!" Father Liu put it down after taking a bite of the red bean meal.

"I don't like it yet. The old Sun's family ate a whole plate of red bean meal alone, hehe..." Mrs. Song glanced at Mrs. Liu and joked with a smile.

"Maybe it's because the taste is different. I want to take it out for a test sale first. If the one that sells well, I will make more. If the one that is not liked by everyone, I will make less!" Bao Niang kept rubbing it in her hands. Rice noodles pounded by the Song family.

"That's right, Bao'er is planning to make some salty food, so you come over to help!" Song followed closely to help.

Father Liu stood by the door and looked at the two busy women, "How can I help?" He doesn't know anything, even if he wants to help, he won't do it!
"Light the fire, Dad, just sit by the stove and light the fire, we'll do the rest!"

The movements of the hands did not seem to slow down at all, and Mrs. Song came over to help, and finally when the sky was getting dark, the sausage noodle skin that Baoniang wanted was also ready.

The sausage rolls can be left overnight, but the meat stuffing is not necessarily the case. Since I am not sure, Bao Niang wants to wait until tomorrow night to make it, and it happens to be sold at the market the morning after tomorrow.

Not delaying the day after tomorrow's market can also save some time to sleep.

After finishing the finishing work in the kitchen, Song urged Bao Niang to go to bed, and they will do the rest.

Because it is in the stage of experimentation now, and there are not many pastries that have been made, so there is not much left to clean up.

Bao Niang went back to the room first, didn't even think about entering the space, and fell asleep right away.

In the early morning of the next day, Bao Niang just woke up and smelled the aroma of food. She got up and sat on the window sash for a while, before reacting, oh, it's time to get up now.

After getting dressed, he went outside and saw Mrs. Song busy in the kitchen.

He didn't see Father Liu in the yard, so he must have gone to the field again.

The whole morning was spent busy, and the sun had already risen after Bao Niang and the others had breakfast.

Mrs. Song glanced at the pastries in the kitchen, "Bao'er, take these pastries and give some to your elder brother and second brother's family, and you will go to the market in the town tomorrow, so don't spoil them! "

"Well, okay, I'll go now!"

He pinched his hands, wiped off the minced meat on his hands and washed them, picked up the pastry and walked out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw a man in sloppy clothes, with hair rougher than a bird's nest on a tree, looking at the pastry in Bao Niang's hand with a shy face.

Only when the man got close to Bao Niang did he see him clearly. His eyes were as light as water, with a childish greedy look, and his slender figure was slightly taller than half of the adults in the village, but he looked very sloppy and delicate. The face was covered with grime, only a pair of bright eyes were exposed outside, and they were turning around, Bao Niang's heart softened when she saw it.

Those little eyes look as cute as her mount Gulu in the space!

"Hey, what's your name?" It's rare that Bao Niang didn't run away because of the strange smell of this idiot.

"I want to eat, eat, sister, I want to eat!" The idiot didn't speak but kept looking at Bao Niang's hand holding the pastry.

(End of this chapter)