At this moment, Mrs. Zhao also squeezed the goat milk and came out.
Seeing that the small pottery pot she brought was full, Song Qiu was also happy that Grandma Zhao was so generous. She thanked her with a smile and reached out to take it.
They wanted to pay copper coins, but Mrs. Zhao said she didn't want anything. She also said that if Song Qiu still needed goat's milk, he could just come to her and get it.
Song Qiu didn't give any money, so he had to say thank you again, and then he took the pottery basin and left Zhao's house to go to the inn.
Passing by the door of Cao's house, I saw Cao Daqiao, who had been busy weaving baskets just now, entering the west room.
She blinked, as if Miao Xiang had entered this house just now. This should be the house where Miao Xiang lived, right?
Miao Xiang's pants were wet with feces. She went in to change her pants. Why did Cao Daqiao go in?
Miao Xiang is still a seven-year-old girl, not a boy.
Song Qiu felt strange and couldn't help but think of the red mark on Miao Xiang's collarbone.
For a while, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind.
But he was soon waved away again. Thinking about this, I might as well go back to the inn as soon as my sister-in-law and Zhenzhen and the others arrived soon, so I walked faster.
Song Qiu promised to make novel food for Song Zhenzhen that she had never eaten before. Yesterday, she heard Grandma Deng chatting with her mother about the Zhao family's ewe giving birth again, so she thought of what she wanted to do.
At this moment, Song Qiu took the goat milk into the kitchen and started cooking.
She plans to make double-skinned breasts that children and older girls will love to eat.
You know, when she was studying in her previous life, she was also an enthusiastic fan of Double Skin Milk and would buy a cup of Double Skin Milk almost every day.
As for how to make double skin breasts, she also learned and started making it herself.
The best way to make double-skinned milk is cow's milk, but it's hard to find milk here, but goat's milk is still easy.
So, I had to make do with it and use goat milk.
Fortunately, as long as it is done well, the double skin milk made from goat milk is equally delicious.
Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Li have already made preparations for welcoming guests today, and now it is time to take a rest.
Seeing what Song Qiu was about to do, Mrs. Li quickly called her daughter Tao Xiuer to light a fire for the girl.
When the pot is hot, Song Qiu first pours the goat's milk into the pot and boils it. It cannot be boiled for a long time, just boil it, otherwise the milk skin will not form.
Then pour it out into a large bowl, and then you can see a layer of wrinkled milk skin forming on the surface of the boiled goat milk.
At this end, Song Qiu took a large empty bowl, beat a few eggs, separated the egg whites into the bowl, and added a few spoonfuls of sugar into the egg whites. She was estimating the amount of goat milk.
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Then I took the chopsticks and quickly stirred in the bowl until the sugar dissolved in the egg whites.
Now, wait for the goat milk to cool slightly, use chopsticks to pierce the milk skin, then slowly pour the goat milk into a large bowl with egg whites, stir evenly, and then slowly pour it back into the large bowl with the milk skin remaining along the edge of the bowl.
Bowl, you can see the milk skin will float up on its own.
Finally, divide the goat milk into small bowls one by one, put it into the pot, and cover it with a thin layer of gauze. Without plastic wrap, this is the only way.
After steaming for about a quarter of an hour, Song Qiu lifted the lid of the pot, took a gauze, and pierced it through the middle with chopsticks. No goat milk flowed out, and it had solidified.
Well, that's it.
Because there is quite a lot of goat's milk in an earthenware basin, I divided it into small bowls for steaming. The small bowls were not big, so I steamed them twice, making a total of ten bowls.
Song Qiu counted how many people came over from Shen's side and what was left for Song Yuyan, and there were still five bowls left.
Song Qiu was also amused when he saw Aling Lihua on the side looking curiously at how the steamed goat's milk and eggs turned into something similar to egg custard but whiter than egg custard.
Five bowls are left to simmer in the pot. It's cold today, so it's better to give them hot ones. Although the iced ones taste more refreshing and more delicious, the hot ones have a smoother texture, which is also good. The most important thing is that they don't want to eat them cold.
abdomen.
The intestines and stomachs of these ancient people cannot withstand the torture.
Song Qiu made the five bowls left on the stove for them.
Early in the spring and into summer, she and Lihua went all over the mountains to collect mountain mushrooms. At that time, they picked up a lot of mulberries. Later, they had enough and couldn't finish them. It was a pity to lose them, and they rotted again, so Song Qiu washed them.
I boiled the mulberry jam and let it sit. I thought it would be good to soak it in water and drink it when I have nothing to do.
There is still a clay pot left, and she rarely drinks from it.
Now is the time. Spread a spoonful of jam on top of the double-skinned milk. Add a large spoonful of red beans boiled by Li's pastry and spread it on top of the jam. Sprinkle some chopped peanuts on top.
Well, live together!
Song Qiu asked Mrs. Wang to send two bowls to Mrs. Yang. She could eat this hot food even during her confinement period, and Mrs. Yang's niece would have just one bowl for each person.
There were only three bowls left, so Song Qiu asked Zhang Lihua, A Ling and Tao Xiuer to have a bowl each to try something new.
No one else has it, so just the three of them eat it. How is that okay?
The three of them didn't want to eat alone, so they quickly took empty bowls to share. Everyone in the inn got a bite or two.
Song Qiu took a few sips and nodded, quite satisfied with the taste of her skin milk.
There is quite a lot of goat milk at Grandma Zhao's place, and I heard that two ewes are about to give birth to babies soon.
Song Qiu thought that maybe she could make this pair of skin milk and sell it as a pre-dinner dessert. If someone wanted to eat it, she would sell it. If it was not sold, she would eat it herself. This goat milk would also nourish the body.
This is the jam, not too much.
But it wasn't a problem. On the hilltop of the farm, she saw a lot of citrus fruits hanging, and a few hawthorn trees. The hawthorns were so red that Huang Yuanwai had never let anyone pick them before.
I guess the fruit trees were planted on the hilltop just for the sake of appearance, and I didn’t think about picking the fruits for anything.
This can all be made into jam.
Now that Zhuangzi is in her hands, the land is left alone. Zhuangzi still wants someone to take care of it.
Song Qiu was wondering if he would like to add a few more people?
But if you don’t have enough money now, please wait for two days.
I was thinking about things in my mind and time passed quickly. There were already customers sitting and drinking tea in the tea shed outside.
Not long after, the inn also came to the inn.
There were only a few people at the beginning, so there was no need for Song Qiu to go in and do some work. She stood at the door and looked in the direction of Panshi Town.
After waiting for a while, I saw two carriages coming slowly over there.
She recognized the driver of the first carriage, who was the driver of the Song family.
This is coming.
Song Qiu was shocked all over. Seeing the carriage approaching, he quickly went to meet it.
At that time, brothers Zhang Gugua and Zhang Digua, a carriage and a mule cart, had just arrived home.
The carriage collected the fare and turned back, while the mule cart drove into the yard.
Old Mrs. Deng, who was warming himself by the fire in the upper room, saw that his two sons had returned together and arrived home at this hour. Apparently they had set out in the morning.
Is this the sun rising in the west?
Old Mrs. Deng turned his head and looked at the sun outside. It was still in the east.
Two donkeys who don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, don't know what they're doing when they come back.
The third child on the left and right definitely had no good intentions, and he couldn't say that he wanted to cause trouble in the workshop. But she heard from Hu Gua, and the third child asked him what he was doing in the workshop and what the sweet potatoes were used for.