Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 33 Making Jelly

Just at this time, He Rong also came in and said, "Is this time to start making the jelly you mentioned?"

"Yes, do you still have the kind of cloth for filtering soy milk at home? I saw that the sweet potato flour was a little rough, so I wanted to filter it again." He Miao turned his head and replied.

"There should be more, just wait for me to take a look." After He Rong finished speaking, she turned and walked outside.

After a while, he took a piece of washed and loosely woven linen and walked in.

After that, the two of them went through the stirred sweet potato flour again, and sure enough, there was a layer of finely divided dregs left on the cloth.

"What to do next?" He Rong asked curiously.

"Pour the remaining half of the pot of water into the pot and heat it up, then throw a little less salt into it, then pour in the sweet potato flour water and stir until it's cooked." He Miao added: "It's just In less than a quarter of an hour."

"So simple?"

"It's that simple, scoop it out at the end, put it in a big basin and put the ice in the water, and wait for it to cool before you can cut it and eat it."

"I understand. Next, you start the fire and I'll stir it up. That's a lot of work." He Rong nodded clearly.

But this is much easier than making tofu. If it really sells well, it can completely replace tofu.

"Sure, you need to keep stirring, otherwise the pot will burn." After He Miao finished speaking, he stopped and started to light the fire.

"Don't worry." He Rong said naturally.

After finishing speaking, I brushed the pot again, and after making sure that there was no iron embroidery, I poured water into it.

The next step is to add salt and pour sweet potato flour water. Don't say that He Rong is a veteran in making tofu. With experience in cooking soy milk, it is also handy to cook jelly.

On the contrary, it was because of the burning of the fire that He Miao still had trouble controlling the heat, so she reminded her several times.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that He Rong asked, "See if it's done. I feel like it's going to be a mess."

"Wait a moment." He Miao responded, then got up and picked up some paste with a pair of chopsticks, and after confirming that the strings were being drawn continuously, he said, "It's almost done, just turn off the fire and let it suffocate for a while."

After finishing speaking, he sat down and took out the firewood inside, and said, "Cover the pot."

"Oh, good." He Rong replied and put the lid on the pot again.

Then I washed the pot of sweet potato flour water just now and put it on the edge of the pot.

But He Miao went out and took down the big washing basin, scooped half of the basin's water into it and said, "You can start cooking."

"Okay." He Rong responded, then lifted the lid of the pot and scooped the boiled sweet potato paste into the pot little by little, and finally put the pot directly into the water prepared by He Miao.

Seeing this, He Miao said: "It's ok, just wash the pot and it's done. This will have to cool for more than an hour before it can be completely formed."

"Then leave it to me and you go out, sweating too much is not good for your wound."

"Alright, let's put a cover on the pot later, to prevent flies from getting in."

"it is good."

After He Miao came out, he went to the side of the water tank to wash his face, and then sat on a rock in the shade to regain his senses.

After Xiaodouzi got up, He Rong and He Miao said: "You can wait at home and have dinner. Xiaodouzi and I went to pull weeds in the peanut field."

"I'll go with you." He Miao got up and said.

"No, you can stay at home, you won't be of much use in the field." He Rong shook her head hurriedly.

There is no need to worry about the sweet potato field now, and the half-acre peanut field and the two of them have finished their work early this afternoon, so there is no need for her to suffer any more.

(End of this chapter)