Sang Mizhou's eyebrows relaxed and he seemed to be relieved.
Fortunately, there is a method, at least you don't have to know what to do.
But he soon discovered that some things can be done immediately without just giving you the steps.
After studying for a long time, he still stopped at the step of kneading the dough.
Sang Mizhou looked at the sticky flour on his hands, and a question mark silently appeared in his mind.
Why can't it be kneaded into a ball?
Put too much water?
Then, he silently added some flour, but it turned out that it was too dry, so he had to add water little by little.
After adding it several times, I finally kneaded it successfully.
Sang Mizhou took a long breath, sealed the iron basin with plastic wrap and set it aside to let it wake up for twenty minutes.
Taking advantage of this time, he poured all the red beans into an iron basin, washed them and soaked them, so that they would be easier to steam the next day.
If you want to catch up with the breakfast rush tomorrow, you have to wrap all the buns today before going to bed. The workload is still quite heavy.
Sang Mizhou started handling peanuts again.
He first washed the peanuts, then put them into a pot and stir-fried them over high heat until they were dry. Then he turned to low heat and stir-fried them continuously until all the skins of the peanuts exploded and fell off when rubbed. Then he put them in a basin and let them cool.
Little Fubao happened to have already finished taking a bath, washed and dried his hair and walked out obediently.
"Have you finished washing?" Sang Mizhou glanced at her and brought the peanuts to the table, "Come here to help. After the peanuts have cooled, peel off all the skins of the peanuts, and then pick out the peanuts."
"Okay~"
Little Fubao climbed onto the chair next to the table and watched Sang Mizhou doing other things while quietly waiting for the peanuts to cool down.
Sang Mizhou glanced at the form and saw that there was plenty of rice and millet left in the kitchen.
He used a small scale to measure 50 grams of soybeans, 20 grams of rice, 20 grams of millet, and 10 grams of soybeans. He did not buy rock sugar, so he used white sugar instead.
Weighed them all, washed them, poured them into the soy milk machine, and added 1000 ml of water to start grinding.
When the soy milk machine stopped, Sang Mizhou found two clean cups from the kitchen, poured two cups of soy milk out, and handed one of the cups to Xiao Fubao: "Try it and see if it tastes good."
Xiao Fubao took the cup, took a sip, and his eyes instantly lit up: "It tastes good!"
Smooth in the mouth, sweet but not greasy.
Sang Mizhou also took a sip: "Well, it's okay."
"Brother, what are you going to use these for?" Xiao Fubao asked, pointing to the peanuts in the basin.
Sang Mizhou picked up the form that had just been torn off the wall on the table and said, "Make peanut butter, then wrap it into dough to make buns."
"Like This."
Little Fubao was quiet for a few seconds, rubbing the peanuts in his hands obediently, then suddenly raised his little head and asked a fatal question: "But...brother, can you make buns?"
Sang Mizhou: "..." I... can't.
These fillings can be made according to the methods and proportions, but if you have never tried making steamed buns, you never know whether you can make them.
The second floor fell into a deathly silence.
The awkward atmosphere almost overflowed the screen.
[Hahahaha! Our little baby’s soul questioning has stupefied Sang Mizhou again. 】
[To be honest, I have also made buns once, and the result was of course terrible. It is really difficult to make this kind of thing without wrapping it several times.]
[Same as above, the buns made by my grandma are quick to make and look good, but not only does it take me two or three minutes to make each one, but they also look extremely ugly. As a result, I eat all the buns I made by myself.
I dropped it because no one wanted to eat the buns I made.】