The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 152 Hawthorn Cake

"Grandmother, don't be angry. Grandmother is also worried about her child." Di Jinyan couldn't help but comfort him.

Feng'er's words are still vivid in his memory, but he firmly believes that with his own lobbying, Feng'er will definitely change his mind, after all, grandma still loves them very much.

Mother Di gave a wry smile and nodded slowly.

"No one knows your grandmother's temper better than me. Back then, the old man of Zhan's family was devoted to her. This old lady said east, but he would never go west. We sisters are so envious."

Mother Di couldn't help remembering the past, and her expression was a little more emotional.

Di Jinyan agreed.

The grandparents and grandchildren were talking, when someone slowly approached and greeted them from a distance.

"Old lady, young master."

Hearing the sound, the old lady couldn't help frowning.

Aunt Zhao brought up the account and said with a smile: "Madam, this is the account for this period of time."

The old lady nodded.

"How is the recently laid off job doing?"

The Emperor cut off the title of the Di Mansion, and naturally the Di Mansion could no longer afford to support so many people, and would not let those who should leave leave.

Aunt Zhao smiled and said: "Go back to the old lady, everything is done, what should go, what should stay."

After saying that, she lowered her eyelids to hide the joy in her eyes. After this incident, there is no one in the house like Ma Yujun!
But Mother Di nodded: "Okay, I'll take the account back and look at it, please do your best."

Aunt Zhao nodded hurriedly: "I am very satisfied to be able to do my best for the old lady and the master."

Hearing that the old lady nodded slightly, she was very satisfied with her answer.

"Then old lady, you should rest earlier, don't be tired, the servants will go back to work first."

The old lady nodded, and Di Jinyan helped her to go elsewhere. Naturally, the two of them didn't notice the flash of sternness in Aunt Zhao's eyes after turning around.

Although Di Mo was devalued, but because of the shadow of his ancestors, the emperor still took care of him to some extent. Although Di Mo was deeply moved, he still couldn't forget the prince. He wanted to greet him with a warm face, but he was given a cold ass. Di Mo couldn't hold his face , but still couldn't help but please, and Guan Shilang skyrocketed all the way, and it didn't take long for him to be promoted from the fifth-rank Daotai to the third-rank Gongqing, and became the most beneficial arm of the prince.

There are more and more people giving gifts at home, Chen is naturally very happy, thinking that Di Mansion is no longer the once glorious Pingdong Hou, she can't help but lose too much interest in Zhan Xiuyun's mother and daughter, and now give gifts There are many people here every day, and the rare treasures in the world can be seen all over the place. Naturally, her eyes are much more vicious. A declining power will no longer be seen by her.

This is a money-losing product with no benefits.

Zhan Xiuyun has been hiding in Mianqi Villa recently, and Zhan Xi's men have dug almost three feet into the ground within a radius of ten miles around Biezhuang, but they still found nothing, no one was alive or dead.

Zhan's mother naturally didn't intend to let this matter be so fruitless, she wrote a letter to the emperor, weeping, and asked her granddaughter to return to Zhan's house and be raised by herself, and so on.

However, because of this incident, the Emperor Anguo Hou Ma's family was angered, and Ma Yujun was imprisoned, but he suppressed the letter, and his attitude of not saying a word made everyone start to wonder, what did the Emperor want to do?Could it be that the emperor still likes Di Mo?
For a while, everyone was discussing, the emperor's attitude was unclear, and the people below were naturally cautious, so Di Mo was not as unbearable as he imagined.

When Di Jinyan returned home, he naturally helped his father with peace of mind, but he didn't say a word about Feng'er and his mother. Although Di Jinqiu was smart, he was still young, and he didn't know many things about the world. It was Di Jinyan who was the most interested in him, and gradually, he was willing to bring Di Jinyan by his side, with the intention of educating and promoting him.

Aunt Zhao saw all this, but she kept silent and carefully arranged her chess game.

Zhan Jinfeng brought back a lot of hawthorn from Mianqi Villa. In her opinion, hawthorn is not only a medicinal material, but also a delicious ingredient. It is sour and can be eaten by anyone, and it can strengthen the stomach and eliminate the spleen.

She needs to teach this method to Ye Laogui, and then send it to the shops in the capital to sell it, but before that, she needs to try it out by herself.

Hawthorn can be made into many things, the most delicious of which is hawthorn cake.

She remembered that the hawthorn cakes on the market and in the supermarkets were all added with additives, such as coloring agents and sweeteners, etc., but there were no such things in ancient times, so naturally the most original flavor of hawthorn cakes could be made.

Nuan Yu and Huan Cui followed her, one holding a lot of hawthorns, the other holding a bag of rock sugar, and followed her into the kitchen.

Originally, there were not many servants in Biezhuang, almost all were soldiers, so there was no one in the kitchen, Nuanyu put down her things and went to light a fire, Huancui cleaned the hawthorns one by one, and removed the cores according to Zhan Jinfeng's order.

The room gradually filled with a faint smell of pure hawthorn, but it was so faint that there was almost no smell at all.

After a while, Nuan Yu boiled the cauldron, and a layer of hot and humid white mist gradually formed in the kitchen. She lifted the lid of the pot and said, "Miss, the pot is ready."

Only now did Zhan Jinfeng look back at Huancui, Huancui hurriedly brought the hawthorn over, and said: "Miss, the hawthorn is all done."

Zhan Jinfeng took it over and threw the hawthorn into the pot. The heat was dissipated by the falling hawthorn, and the heat wave vibrated like an irritated snake.

She picked up the long chopsticks, which are commonly used by the pastry shop assistants.

The chopsticks are slender, and she can reach the hawthorn at the bottom of the pot without bending over.

Signaling Nuanyu to increase the fire, she carefully turned over the hawthorns in the pot. Seeing that there was almost no more water than the hawthorns, she put the lid on the pot.

She needs to simmer for a period of time, not very long, just a few minutes.

The case counted the time, and when it was almost time, he lifted the lid of the pot. The bright red color of the hawthorn in the pot receded and was covered with a layer of light brown-yellow, while the liquid inside was dyed red, and the flesh rotted, emitting a strong smell. The sour smell made the three people in the kitchen unable to bear a little sour water.

"Miss, it's so sour!" Nuan Yu couldn't help but said.

Zhan Jinfeng smiled slightly, and poured rock sugar in. The ratio of these two things was 2:1, that is, 2 grams of hawthorn needed [-] gram of rock sugar.

Stir the rock sugar evenly with slender chopsticks. While there was still some water, she hurriedly covered the pot. After 10 minutes, she opened the pot again. It has a somewhat sweet taste, and people who are hooked can't help but want to take a sip.

(End of this chapter)