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Chapter 20 Mid-Autumn Festival

Chapter 20 Mid-Autumn Festival

Author: Purple March

Chapter 20 Mid-Autumn Festival

Seeing the excitement in Jia's house, many people nearby were shocked: "I didn't expect that Jia Dongxu, who usually seems to be honest, is actually such a person."

"There are many things that you didn't expect. Let me tell you, he not only provoked this one, but also several others." Li Shun said with a mysterious smile, which attracted curious inquiries from everyone.

"Tell me, who else is there?" The people around asked him curiously, pulling his arms.

Li Shun saw the people around him staring at him without blinking, and his desire to show off was instantly satisfied.

"I'm telling you, that...and..." He lowered his voice and said a few names.

"I didn't expect it. He had a lot of fun. He spent a lot of money, didn't he?"

"That's not necessarily true. Let me tell you, half a month ago I saw him entering a supply and marketing cooperative with a woman in her 40s. They bought a lot of things. It was the woman who paid for them. In the end, they were all

He took it away." The description was quite impressive. Then he went on to say: "After coming out of the supply and marketing cooperative, the two of them entered a private courtyard. When they came out, I saw that his pockets were bulging. It must have been given by the woman.

She gave him a lot of money, and the woman gave it to him with a blushing face." She said with an envious look on her face, not sure whether she was envious of the person or the money.

"Wow, Jia Dongxu doesn't look very good, but he still has this ability. Could it be..." He said with a bad smile.

Another neighbor directed the conversation to Qin Huairu: "But this Jia family's daughter-in-law is also unlucky. I wonder if there will be a fuss?" He said as if he felt that it was not good to gloat about others' misfortune, so he shut his mouth again.

"I think it won't be a big deal. After all, they both have children, and Qin Huairu doesn't have a job. If it's really a big divorce, she won't be able to go back to the countryside!"

"That's right, but I usually don't notice that the Jia family is quite rich. I used to always cry about being poor, but now I realize that I actually have so much money. I took out 300 in one go without even blinking. Don't tell me to take it all in one go.

If I pay 300, I won’t be able to make it next month if I pay 30." Li Shun said with envy and no jealousy.

"Who says it wasn't the case? The factory probably paid a lot of money when the man's accident happened, but it was well hidden and no news came out."

"Then he lent me two yuan last month and didn't say he would pay it back." Li Shun suddenly remembered.

Hearing his words, many people opened their mouths. One said they would lend me 8 cents, another said they would lend me 5 cents, and another said they would lend me ten pounds of cornmeal and two cabbage heads...

As I talked, I became angry. It is not easy for anyone in this era. The Jia family is obviously rich, but they pretend to be poor and take advantage everywhere. They borrow a little every time, making people embarrassed to chase after him.

After Zhang Yu heard this, he called the Jia family really good. It turns out that the tradition of pretending to be poor and taking advantage has been around since this time. No wonder Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang took advantage everywhere in the TV plot "Siheyuan".

After listening to what they were interested in, Zhang Yu quietly slipped out of the crowd with small steps when they started to complain.

Today is August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just watch the excitement, but he has no intention of participating in it.

He felt a little uncomfortable with the mooncakes on the market now. Two days ago, he made an earthen oven like the video blogger he watched before, and planned to use it to bake some mooncakes and pastries.

He has prepared a lot of materials, and my sister-in-law will probably feel sick when she sees these materials.

In order to make mooncakes that suit his own taste, he also fried the fillings two days in advance.

The Yonghe jujube obtained by signing has a small core, thin skin, thick flesh, natural insect-free, pollution-free, and pollution-free. It was listed as a tribute in the Tang Dynasty.

Rinse the red dates, soak them for four hours in advance, then put them into a pot with water and cook for half an hour. After half an hour, turn off the heat and soak them for four more times. This will make the soaked red dates easier to peel and core.

Then use the end of a rolling pin to mash the red date meat, then put it into a pan and stir-fry over low heat throughout.

Stir-fry until there is no excess water in the jujube paste, it becomes sticky, and the color is red and shiny. Then it can be cooled and poured into a bowl.

The jujube paste is very delicious. In the past two days, he has made a lot of steamed buns to eat with it. It tastes great.

He ate nearly half of the full jar in two days, and it would probably be gone after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Yu rolled the stuffing prepared in advance into a ball, covered the divided stuffing, and set it aside for later use.

Mix snow-white lard into the flour. There is still a lot of lard cooked some time ago, and then add some sugar.

Boil water to make dough. After kneading the dough, cover it with a white cloth to let it rest for a while. While the dough is resting, make the dough.

In a clean bowl, pour the flour, then add more lard and knead it into an oily dough.

Divide the water surface and oil surface into multiple balls of the same size, then roll the oil skin into a round ball, flatten the water surface, wrap the oil surface into the water surface like a bun, with the mouth facing down, and then roll it into a round ball.

Roll out the wrapped dough into a long strip for the first time, then roll it up from one end, repeat several times. Flatten it into a skin, wrap it with a spoonful of jujube paste filling, wrap it like a bun, and put it on the chopping board

Roll it a few more times and it's done.

The next step is to put it into the earthen oven for baking. First, light a charcoal fire in the oven. After the inside is hot, remove the charcoal, leaving only a little edge, wipe the bottom, and put the prepared mooncakes in.

An hour later, the delicious crispy mooncakes filled with jujube paste were ready. This is what he likes to eat, Lao's puff pastry mooncakes.

After it was baked and cooled down a little, Zhang Yu took out one and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt that it was completely melted in his mouth without using his teeth, so he just licked it with his tongue and it melted away.

The smell of baked mooncakes is very tempting, permeating the whole yard, attracting the children around.

Seeing the children's greedy expressions, Zhang Yu took out one from the stove and gave one to each of them. Zhang Guifang, who was standing next to him, looked at it, wanted to say something, swallowed it, and just went back to the room, his eyes unhappy.

Annoyed, invisible, not distressed at all.

The neighbors were very happy that Zhang Yu gave moon cakes to the children, and they all sent things. This one sent pastries from the factory, that one gave two apples, this family gave some vegetables, and that family gave them to their home.

The cakes served...basically no one goes empty-handed.

Zhang Yu filled six puff pastry mooncakes and went to Mr. Sun's house, "Is Mr. Sun at home? I gave you mooncakes."

"I'm at home, Xiaoyu, come in quickly, you can just eat any mooncakes you want." Mr. Sun quickly waved his hand and asked him to take it back.

"I just baked it. Try it. It's not the same. It's crispy. You can definitely bite it." Zhang Yu said and handed the plate to Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun took one and tasted it. While eating, he connected the pastry with his hands. After swallowing a mouthful, he said: "It's good, it's good. The pastry you made is authentic, and the dates used in the stuffing are also good. It's 60% as good as the previous master's."

It’s a craft.”

Mrs. Sun praised, you must know that before the liberation, Mrs. Sun was born in a wealthy family. He grew up in a wealthy family and never tasted any delicious food. To get this evaluation, it proves that his craftsmanship is indeed good.

After being exaggerated by Mr. Sun, Zhang Yu smiled sheepishly. In fact, he knew that the pastry mooncakes were delicious this time, mainly because of the rise of various short videos in later generations, which played a great role in the spread of knowledge.

In addition, the rewards obtained by signing in to the system are of the highest quality.

(End of chapter)


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