"Husband?" Zhang Shanshan blinked her eyes and pushed the man who still had his eyes closed and his head raised. The man coughed lightly, came back to his senses, lowered his head, and saw Zhang Shanshan pouting, looking at her whether to cry or not.
Hold him.
He opened his mouth and touched his nose awkwardly: "It tastes pretty good."
It's okay not to say it, but these words completely ignited the grievance in the pregnant woman's heart. Zhang Shanshan's eyes turned red, and tears rolled down her eyes. She pointed at the man and said, "It's just that little, and you actually ate it all."
It’s over! You just don’t want me and the baby to eat!”
"Wife, don't cry! It's all my fault, my fault! I...I'll buy it for you again! Mumu, tell me your address, and I'll go right away..." The man hurriedly comforted her,
Seeing that she couldn't stop her tears, she panicked, whispered a few words to Li Mu, and hurried out.
"Bah!" As the door was closed, Zhang Shanshan's crying stopped abruptly. She picked up a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes before she could retract them. She patted her chest to calm herself down, "Humph, it stinks."
Man, I can’t cure you anymore!”
The kid Li Mu looked on with his mouth agape and shuddered involuntarily. What a woman! She is such a natural born actress...
By the time Zhang Shanshan's husband finally found the food stall, Yu Jian and the others were ready to call it a day.
I don't know if Huang Nuan's shouting worked wonders or if Chen Xinyi took the tasting cup over and had the effect, but there were more and more people in Yu Jian's stall.
No, in less than half an hour, all the bucket of milk I brought had been used up.
There were still two or three kinds of toppings left. Looking at the diners who were waiting for food, Yu Jian had to mix honey with mineral water, and simply mixed honey water as sugar water and poured it on the toppings. Only then was she barely satisfied.
Guests' requests.
"Huhu...it's so hot..." After seeing off the last guest, Huang Nuan collapsed on the seat from exhaustion and fanned herself with her hands.
Chen Xinyi also nodded aside, her back already soaked with sweat, but Yu Jian, who had never rested her hands, looked refreshed, with not even a drop of sweat on her forehead, not to mention that she was wearing a mask the whole time.
Chen Xinyi looked up and down in confusion, then touched her clothes and asked in confusion: "Ajian, aren't you hot? Why aren't you sweating?"
Hot? Of course it’s hot! It’s a sunny day at 36.7 degrees.
Yu Jian moved two steps without leaving any trace, and the small electric fan behind her was revealed in front of the two of them: "I am blowing the electric fan."
Eliminate!
When did there be an electric fan? How come neither of them knew about it? Huang Nuan wailed and rushed forward...
While the three of them were having a fight, Zhang Shanshan's husband finally found the food stall run by the three young ladies that Li Mu mentioned.
He held on to his glasses that were about to fall off as he ran so fast, and patted the table: "Hello! I want a bowl of stone flower sugar water. No... give me two bowls!"
If my wife has a bowl, I also want a bowl!
Yu Jian held Huang Nuan's sneak attack wrist and replied: "Sorry, it's sold out." There was a smile in her voice that she couldn't take back in time.
"Ah... what should we do!" Zhang Shanshan's husband was shocked. This is great. He will definitely not be able to make a difference when he returns home.
Yu Jian looked at him scratching his ears and cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and then told him: "Come early tomorrow, I'll save it for you in advance."
"Really?! Then I'll pay the money in advance!"
After scanning the QR code, Zhang Shanshan's husband went home with peace of mind. He couldn't buy it today, but at least it gave his wife something to look forward to.
Huang Nuan held a Coke straw in her mouth and asked, "Ajian, are we coming tomorrow?"
Originally, the school event was only held for one day. Probably because today's atmosphere was highly hyped, she saw the cameras from the county TV station coming to film it.
Within a few minutes, a notice was sent to the class group: the event will be held for another day.
Yu Jian asked them to read the group notification by themselves. Huang Nuan took out his cell phone suspiciously. Sure enough, the class group was already in a frenzy. Everyone was talking about today's battle situation.
Not to be outdone, Huang Nuan posted the picture of the stone flower syrup that she had secretly saved. At this time, the group exploded——
[Little Xiaxia: Ahhh! It turns out that the three Haishihua sisters are you! Are there any more? Leave me a bowl! 】
[Fishball: I ate it! It tastes amazing! Do you want to make it again tomorrow? 】
[Nuan Nuan: Sorry, it’s sold out! Do you want to ask Chef Yu tomorrow——]
As a result, Yu Jian's mobile phone was instantly filled with countless messages from @her. She swiped through them one by one, and when she heard Huang Nuan snickering, a smile appeared on her masked mouth, and she replied: [There will be one tomorrow, everyone hurry up.
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Grandma Yu's appetite has not been very good recently. She is prone to bitter summers as she gets older, and Yu Jian dare not give her too much food that is too cold. After thinking hard, she decided to make some open-flowered glutinous rice cakes. Even if they are cooled, they will not be eaten.
It will hurt the spleen and stomach.
Speaking of this transparent rice dumpling, Yu Jian thought of a post I saw a while ago, saying that the transparent rice dumpling is the original form of modern Japanese Daifuku. Yu Jian also went to a newly opened Western pastry shop in the city to buy the so-called Japanese rice cake.
Dafu, as soon as he took a bite, he frowned. This is completely different from the Tang Dynasty's transparent rice cake.
The raw material of Touhua Ci is Wuxing rice. To put it bluntly, it uses rice from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. During the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty, the rice produced in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River was plump and large in grains. The steamed rice porridge was soft, glutinous and thick.
Yu Jian specially bought five kilograms of Jiangsu and Zhejiang rice at the county supermarket, washed them one by one at home, covered the large steamer with gauze cloth, spread the rice evenly on top, covered it with a lid and steamed it over high heat.
Steamed rice retains its aroma and moisture compared to boiled rice. Let it cool slightly, close the gauze and start kneading it into a rice ball.
The making of rice balls requires a lot of skill. Yu Jian must fuse all the rice grains while the rice is still warm. During this process, add honey water in small amounts and many times.
There is actually no filling inside the Touhua Ci, and the modern saying that it should be filled with bean paste filling is probably a misunderstanding.
Yu Jian divided the rice balls into equal amounts of small balls, pressed them gently with the palms of her hands, and took the thin ends of the chopsticks. A few fine lines were drawn across them, and beautiful white peach petals appeared on each of the fat glutinous rice balls.
Yu Jian picked up the most beautiful plate and brought it to Grandma Yu. Grandma Yu looked at the rice dumplings on the plate that looked like real flowers and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful!"
Yu Jian looked at grandma's childish look and rolled her eyes: "Try it."
Grandma Yu picked up a see-through flower rice dumpling. Under the light, the small rice dumpling shone with a bright white light. When she took a bite, the rice ball was soft and soft, and silk could be pulled out. Grandma Yu didn't even have time to chew it.
, the dumpling melted in the mouth with the saliva, leaving only a faint rice fragrance and a hint of sweetness.
It's so delicious that you can't stop eating it.
Grandma Yu ate four of them in one go, and then she stroked her belly and took a sip of tea. After swallowing the bitter tea, there was still a trace of sweetness left in her mouth.
Patting Yu Jian's hand, Grandma Yu was both pleased with her granddaughter's good craftsmanship and a little distressed at the same time: "Ah Jian is interested."