Author: Mahjong Jun

Chapter 263 Please call me Zhao Dingdang

Pingyang County, nursing home community.

Taking advantage of the weekend, Zhao Wenmu started his career in snack design at home with his little girl, the royal product connoisseur, and the special food tasters Zhao Zimeng, Zhao Ziting, Zhang Yuanming, and the little guest Zhang Xiaohe who came from afar.

The first snack he made was figs.

Well, this thing is sour and sweet and delicious. And the name is very confusing. Even many children who have eaten it thought it was dried figs.

Just kidding, figs cost so much!

This thing is actually a radish stick.

Zhao Wenmu cut the large white radish that his wife bought from the market in the morning into thin strips of three to four centimeters and soaked it in sugar water for a period of time. This was done not only to dehydrate the meat, but also to allow the sugar to soak into the radish.

Next, place the radish strips in a flat-bottomed wok and slowly dry them over low heat.

This process takes a long time and tests your patience.

Zhao Wenmu did not hesitate to hand it over to several child laborers.

Because they were making snacks, several little ones were scrambling to do the work, so Zhao Wenmu asked them to take turns taking care of it.

"Be sure to flip the radish strips diligently, and then use chopsticks to gently flip them to prevent them from sticking together."

In fact, you can also put the radish strips on the grate and dry them in the sun.

But Zhao Wenmu was in a hurry, so he dried it directly over the fire.

"In future production, we will need a set of drying equipment. This thing is probably very useful."

Zhao Wenmu thought to himself.

For food factories, drying equipment should be essential.

A few little guys worked for more than two hours and finally dried the radish strips until they were clearly defined and firm but not crispy.

While the radish strips were still warm, Zhao Wenmu sprinkled some sugar and sour plum powder on them and waited for them to cool down.

“Dang dang dang, the classic delicacy figs are served to you!”

Zhao Wenmu brought the figs on a small plate to the table, and then put the rest in several glass jars.

"Uncle, why are the radish strips called figs?"

Zhao Zimeng asked curiously.

Zhao Wenmu did not answer but asked:

"Have you ever eaten figs?"

Zhao Zimeng shook his head, Zhao Wenmu looked at the others, and everyone shook their heads.

"That's right, none of you have ever eaten figs, which means figs are rare! In this case, calling figs sounds nice and grand, doesn't it?"

Zhao Wenmu explained with a smile.

Several children seemed to understand but not quite.

"But isn't this a lie?"

Zhang Xiaohe blinked and asked.

Looking at the child's innocent big eyes, Zhao Wenmu's next words were a little embarrassing:

"Fig is just its name. Its main ingredient is radish strips. It will be clearly stated on the ingredient list in the future."

To be honest, this explanation is a bit far-fetched.

Just like the various deceptive copycat products in later generations, such as "pure milk-flavored drinks", the words "pure milk" are huge and eye-catching, but "flavored drinks" are so small that they are almost invisible.

After careful consideration, Zhao Wenmu decided to put "Contains radish strips" in a prominent position on the packaging.

This will also prevent someone from accidentally eating radish if they are allergic to it.

Although the name caused a small discussion, several children still loved the sour and sweet taste of "figs".

The next thing to do is the yellow peach and hawthorn peel.

Nowadays, some crudely made hawthorn slices are not too rare, but hawthorn peel is definitely rare.

At least Zhao Wenmu has not been seen in Quancheng, Beijing or Guangdong Province.

Wash the hawthorns, cut them crosswise and remove the core, then clean the heads and roots. Wash the yellow peaches, peel them and cut them into small pieces.

This work alone made Zhao Wenmu so tired that his back ached.

There is no way, this step cannot be left to the little carrot heads.

Zhao Wenmu will never allow them to play with knives.

When my second brother was a child, he almost chopped off one of his hands while chopping wood with a wood chopper.

Zhao Wenmu still remembers the scene when Zhao Wenguang was beaten by his mother and made him cry.

So cruel.

Put the hawthorn and yellow peach into the pot, add a large bag of sugar, and start to simmer over low heat again.

The cooking process requires constant stirring.

Fortunately, he has free labor.

Amidst the mist of water vapor, the aroma of fruits permeates the kitchen, making people feel relaxed and happy.

After the puree is cooked, sift it through a sieve to remove impurities and spread it evenly on the baking sheet to form a thin layer of about 3 mm.

Zhao Wenmu lamented that he was lucky to have an oven at home, otherwise he would have to put it outside in the sun to dry.

After baking at low temperature for two hours, scrape off the entire finished product, cut it and roll it into small rolls. The fruit peel is done!

"How amazing! It's actually soft!"

Zhang Yuanming reached out and poked the fruit peel on the table, his face full of shock.

Zhang Xiaohe also watched with wide eyes.

The elastic texture of fruit bark makes them feel novel.

The little girl had so many. She grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she felt as if she had discovered a new world, full of excitement.

“Delicious, like jelly!”

Rong Zhenyi once bought a lot of jelly for her little one, and she liked the bouncing feeling the most.

Not surprisingly, the fruit peel also received unanimous praise from taste testers.

"Wow, uncle, why are you so good?! Is there anything else delicious?"

"Dad is the best!"

Even Zhang Xiaohe mustered up the courage to shout:

"Well, Uncle Zhao is the best!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Wenmu looked at the satisfied expressions of the children and laughed happily.

"Of course, I am more powerful than Dingdang Cat. Please call me Zhao Dingdang!"

"Huh? What is Jingle Cat?"

"Uh, nothing."

There is happy air everywhere in the kitchen.

…

While Zhao Wenmu was happily raising his baby, in a laboratory at Qilu University in Quancheng City, a young scholar was immersed in thought.

That's right, it's Tang Baohua.

He was really shocked when he first received Zhao Wenmu's letter.

You must know that 2,000 yuan is not a small amount of money. A senior worker's total income in three years may not be this much.

Tang Baohua subconsciously thought this was a crude joke.

However, when he returned to the post office, the staff made it clear that the remittance slip was authentic and valid, and he could use it to receive the 2,000 yuan into his account.

Tang Baohua was shocked again.

Only then did he read the letter carefully.

Tang Baohua is not a pedantic person. He fully agrees with the concept of integrating industry, academia and research.

He just has an overly persistent pursuit of the rigor of academic research.

In his letter, Zhao Wenmu combined food safety, the people's pursuit of high-quality food with academic research, and fully affirmed the importance of knowledge.

This made Tang Baohua feel very happy.

It literally came to my heart.

At this moment, Tang Baohua felt that he fully understood the feelings between Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi.

Good friends are hard to find!

So he decided to take on this task without hesitation.

Of course, this has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that his doctoral graduation project happened to be facing a shortage of funds.

After all, he definitely accepted this order for academic reasons and the love of knowing others.

Guide the Jade Dragon to die for you and repay your favor on the golden stage.

This is how a gentleman has behaved since ancient times!

It's not for money.
Chapter completed!