Pour a large pot of water into the pot, and throw long noodles as thick as your fingers into the pot, turn them over a few times, take them out, and put them into a large bowl.

Put minced garlic, green onion leaves, chili powder, hot oil on it, bring to a boil, pour in the balsamic vinegar and soy sauce, and stir quickly with chopsticks.

The rich fragrance hits your nostrils and leaves a lasting impression on your mouth.

Xia Qianqian picked up the bowl and took a bite with chopsticks. The spicy and sour noodles immediately satisfied her taste buds.

This taste is almost exactly the same as the oily noodles she ate in her previous life.

She remembered that surgeries were very busy at that time. She had to get up every morning for surgeries, and it was always past meal time when she walked out of the operating room.

There is a small noodle shop outside the hospital, which is very popular.

Every time when she was hungry, she would always eat a bowl and eat a new clove of garlic. The taste always made her linger.

"Qianqian, mother will get you another bowl!"

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Li Yunniang called out and pushed another bowl of noodles over, "I heard from Zhu'er that you went to Fu'an Village today and ran back and forth without even having lunch."

Yes!

As soon as I left in the morning, it was almost noon.

After spending a long time with a group of people looking for beans, she went to the cattle pen and saw the situation. She was really not in the mood to eat.

On the way back to Jiangcheng, a few people ate some snacks and drank some water, which was considered a meal.

Xia Qianqian was not polite, brought the bowl and ate two more noodles.

After dinner, as soon as she stood up, Hua Zhuer said coquettishly: "Girl, what should I do with the milk I brought over? Do you still want to make ginger milk?"

"Well, do it, let's count it as our dessert!" She promised Hua Zhuer in Fu'an Village, so she naturally had to keep her word.

What's more, ginger milk is easy to make and takes no effort at all.

"Hua Zhu'er, go find a piece of old ginger, cut it into small pieces, filter it with gauze, and make half a bowl of ginger juice."

"Okay!" Hua Zhuer took the order and hurriedly went through the kitchen cabinets to look for Old Jiang.

When Yuanbao heard that sister was going to make delicious food, he was very excited, "Sister Zhuer, let me help you. I can wash ginger..."

After finishing her meal, Li Yunniang muttered to herself while clearing away the dishes and chopsticks on the table: "What is ginger and milk?"

"It's similar to tofu puffs and has a silky texture. You'll know when you taste it later."

While talking, Hua Zhuer mashed the ginger, put it into gauze and squeezed out the juice.

Xia Qianqian also came to help, "Let's get some more and give some to the people next door later."

That person has been delicate for so long.

On weekdays, he always travels by carriage, but this morning, he left the carriage to them.

She accepted his affection, so she naturally needed to give him some affection in return.

"Girl, the small door on the wall has been locked. To send something to the next door, unless you climb the wall, you have to go around the alley and walk a long distance." Huazhu glanced at Li Yunniang secretly and reminded in a low voice.

"Then ask my mother for the key!"

Xia Qianqian turned her head and said in a warm voice: "Mom, when we go to Fu'an Village today, we still take Mr. Mo's carriage. We cannot return this favor now."

Li Yunniang gave her a look, "The door was locked just in the morning, how could it be unlocked in the afternoon!"

"Why not?"

Xia Qianqian lowered her voice and said: "Mom, don't forget. I cured the young master, and Mr. Mo gave me a store."

"But the young master's condition has not yet been completely stabilized. I have to go for follow-up visits every day. If anything happens to him, there is a lock on the door on the wall and they will blame him for delaying his condition."

The person living next door is the current King Xian, and the young master is the only young master in the general's mansion.

Once Li Yunniang gave some advice, her mind finally came to her senses.

"Then I'll go look for the key quickly!" She turned around and hurriedly went into the house to look through the cabinets for the key.

Xia Qianqian smiled, but her hands were not idle.

First, she prepared nine small bowls, each with a tablespoon of ginger juice in the bottom.

Then, pour the milk in the jar into the pot and heat it. When the milk is rolling, add two spoons of sugar and stir evenly.

Remove the firewood from the stove, let it cool slightly, and quickly pour the milk into the bowl containing ginger juice.

"Sister, is it okay to drink like this?"

Yuan Bao was looking forward to it very much, and reached out to bring him a bowl.

"Wait!" Xia Qianqian stopped his hand and warned: "Don't be impatient, you must wait patiently."

"How long?" Children are always very impatient.

"A stick of incense!"

Xia Qianqian warned again, "Don't shake it, otherwise it won't taste good."

"Eat?" Yuan Bao was puzzled, "Shouldn't it be drinking?"

"No, it's eating! You'll know later."

While waiting, Xia Qianqian came out of the kitchen and stood under the sycamore tree in the yard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

In her mind, she kept thinking about the problems facing the cowshed.

In fact, no matter how powerful she was in her previous life, she was still the best in her own industry.

When it comes to raising cattle and farming, she is not good at it.

Now she must make herself good at something she is not good at. The only way is to keep learning.

The cowshed in Fu'an Village is too simple.

In her impression, raising ten cows was a simple matter. Now it seems that raising ten cows is not just about penning a piece of land and having a shade above your head.

She must improve the current cattle-raising technology.

For her, the problem is difficult, but it is also a challenge.

While he was thinking about it, Yuanbao's surprised voice came from the small kitchen, "Sister, come on, the milk has solidified, it looks like tofu!"

Li Yunniang heard the sound and ran over.

Xia Qianqian put a spoon into the bowl, and the congealed dessert firmly held the spoon.

She took out some wolfberry from the cabinet nearby, sprinkled white sesame seeds on the surface, and said, "It's ready to eat."

Everyone picked up their bowls one after another.

Aunt Gui took a spoonful, tasted it carefully, and couldn't help but praise: "I never thought that the girl's craftsmanship is so good. The simple ginger juice and milk can be made so delicious by the girl."

When Li Yunniang took a sip, her eyes widened and she nodded repeatedly.

Only Yuan Bao took a sip and said, "Sister, it has the spiciness of ginger, but the aftertaste is a bit sweet."

Xia Qianqian straightened up, looked at the small bowl on the table, and explained: "Ginger juice and milk will have a chemical reaction within a certain temperature range, causing the milk to solidify."

"Ginger is warm in nature and pungent in taste. Milk is rich in nutrients and easy to digest and absorb. Ginger and milk have the effects of dispelling cold and promoting blood circulation, beautifying the skin, relieving cough and sleeping."

Li Yunniang didn't understand what she was talking about. She ate the dessert in the bowl spoon by spoon and said excitedly: "Qianqian, this thing has so many benefits. If we sell it, it will definitely be very popular."

Aunt Gui nodded and interjected: "They are all sold in the old ginger market. We are not afraid of a shortage of milk. We can process large quantities of desserts with simple ingredients."

Several people cast their eager eyes on Xia Qianqian.
Chapter completed!