Chapter 220 The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, give me some noodles (please vote for

Chapter 220 The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, give me some noodles (please vote for

Then Aunt Xue began to boil goat milk, maybe cow's milk.

Add icing sugar and glutinous rice flour to the goat milk, stir well with a whisk until the icing sugar is completely melted.

Then cook over low heat, stirring constantly while cooking.

It will be watery at first and not thick at all. As the temperature rises, the milk will slowly thicken.

When it becomes a very thick paste, remove the milk jug from the heat.

Because the temperature in the pot is still relatively high, continue stirring for a while to keep the mix smooth and free of lumps.

Then use a spatula to pour the milk paste into an oiled wooden plate while it's hot, smooth the surface as much as possible, take it outside and let it cool.

Then Aunt Xue prepared a bowl of glutinous rice flour, a bowl of egg liquid, and fried dried steamed bun crumbs.

When everything was ready, the milk paste had solidified into milk jelly, and Aunt Xue cut it into finger-wide pieces.

Use a flat spoon to scoop up a piece of custard and roll it in the glutinous rice flour to lock in the moisture. Then roll it in the egg liquid, then roll it in the steamed bun crumbs and fry it in the oil pan over low heat.

Fry until golden brown, take it out and place it on a plate lined with dried lotus leaves. The crispy milk cake is a success.

"Little lady, come and have a taste." Aunt Xue took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Ying Bao: "Be careful of burning them."

Ying Bao took the chopsticks, took a piece of crispy milk cake and took a bite.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, your mouth is instantly filled with the rich, sweet milky flavor.

"It's so delicious." Ying Bao still wanted to eat a piece after eating it, a little unsatisfied.

Aunt Xue said with a smile: "This milk cake is delicious freshly fried, but it doesn't taste very good if it has been left for a long time, so our shop sells it freshly fried.

If deep-frying is not convenient for you, you can directly coat the custard with a layer of sugar bean powder, which will also be delicious. "

"Thank you, aunt, for informing me." Ying Bao thanked her.

She knew about the sugar bean powder because Yanru, the second uncle, knew how to make it.

Just wash the soybeans, fry them in a pot, grind them into powder, pass them through a sieve to leave the fine powder, add the powdered sugar and stir evenly.

This sugar bean powder is very sweet and is used as a filling or as a sprinkle on many types of pastries.

After learning how to make crispy milk cake, Yingbao said goodbye and left the kitchen.

She went to the front hall to look for her cousin, but she couldn't find him. Not even Uncle Qiu and Aunt Qiu were there. There was only the little golden boy riding a bamboo horse around in the yard.

Yingbao walked over and asked, "Golden boy, have you seen my eldest brother?"

The golden boy nodded, wiped his nose, pointed at a moon gate and said, "Sister took brother to feed the fish."

Ying Bao glanced at the Moon Gate, that place should be the inner courtyard.

The cousin's head is broken, so he went to the inner courtyard with the girl to feed the fish?

Yingbao quickly ran over to check.

As soon as you enter the Moon Gate, you will see a wall of flower shadows separating your sight.

This kind of flower wall is not high, and there are carved windows on top. Through the flower windows, you can see the scene in the inner courtyard, but Yingbao is short, and he can't see the scene inside even if he stands on tiptoe.

Suddenly she saw Uncle Qiu and Aunt Qiu lying on the flower window, peeking inside furtively.

"Uncle Qiu, Aunt Qiu." Ying Bao shouted.

Qiu Fugui and his wife were startled. They quickly turned around and looked over. They were relieved when they saw it was Ying Bao.

"Oh, I was about to treat your brother to dinner." Aunt Qiu came over with a smile, took Ying Bao's hand and led her away from the flower wall, and winked at her husband as she walked outside.

Qiu Fugui understood, coughed, and called into the flower wall: "Rong'er, the wine table is set. Please invite shopkeeper Jiang to come over for dinner."

"Hey!" Qiu Rong's crisp voice came from the flower wall.

Aunt Qiu brought Yingbao to a flower hall. There were some dishes and chopsticks placed on the square table in the flower hall. A kitchen lady was bringing a hot water kettle in to pour tea.

After a while, Qiu Fugui also walked in, with his hands behind his back, followed by his son Jintong, followed by Jiang Cheng, and behind Jiang Cheng was followed by Miss Qiu Rong.

After a group of people came in, they took their seats one by one.

Ying Bao glanced at her cousin and felt a little relieved when she saw that he behaved calmly and looked natural.

It seemed that Miss Qiu Rong really just took him to feed the koi, and there was no ambiguity between the two.

During the dinner, Qiu Fugui praised his daughter openly and secretly. Jiang Cheng only pretended not to understand, casually agreed without saying anything else, and just immersed himself in eating.

Aunt Qiu began to praise Yingbao again for how smart she was, and asked her daughter to play with Yingbao more in the future.

Yingbao naturally agreed.

She had just learned how to make pastry, so she couldn't turn her back on him.

After the meal, Qiu Fugui personally sent the brothers and sisters back, and also brought two boxes of crispy milk cakes freshly made at home to Yingbao.

In the afternoon of that day, Jiang Cheng went to pick up Yuanbao from his private school. Early the next morning, he locked the doors of the shop and the backyard, and returned home with his younger siblings and two large baskets of gifts.

Yingbao originally wanted to buy some goat's milk or cow's milk in the county town and make crispy milk cakes for her family to try when she went back, but she was surprised that she couldn't buy it.

I had no choice but to separate the two boxes of milk cakes given by Uncle Qiu. One box was given to Yuan Bao, and the other was given to my brother.

The cart with the thin horse doesn't go very fast, but it's not slow either. It's about the same as a donkey cart.

The clever pony didn't even need a tether, and followed the thin horse all the way without falling behind.

Now the two horses have basically recovered, but they still need to be nursed back to health slowly until they grow fat.

"Ying Bao, where did you put all your money?" The little cousin didn't send the money to the bank, which made Jiang Quan very curious.

More than a thousand taels, a hundred pounds, where did she hide it?

Ying Bao patted a locked wooden box beside her and said, "Here it is." In fact, it wasn't. She kept it all in the cave.

Jiang Quan looked at the wooden box a few times, very suspicious.

He carried this box onto the carriage. Although it was a bit heavy, it didn't weigh a hundred pounds.

Forget it, why are you worrying about it? Anyway, no one can match my little cousin's ability to hide things.

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As the saying goes, on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, steam the noodles; on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, steam the steamed buns.

The three sisters-in-law of the Jiang family work together to make red bean steamed buns, steamed buns with three delicacies and rich flower rolls.

The first steamed basket was tasted by old man Jiang and his wife Jiang Liu, and then it was the turn of the children and grandchildren.

Yingbao and her brothers each took two fresh steamed buns and ran out to practice fighting in the martial arts field.

Children from the village also came to practice, but most of them just watched and kept shouting and cheering.

After a practice session, Ying Bao sat on the stone bench to rest on the sidelines, and saw Chu Chu, a newlywed in a green coat, holding a bowl of sweet soy milk over to her.

"I just cooked this, you can try it." With a sweet smile on Chu Chu's face, she sat down next to Ying Bao and said coquettishly: "If you don't come back even after I get married, you must have forgotten me."

Yingbao blinked.

She had indeed forgotten it before, but fortunately she remembered it when she was buying New Year's gifts, so she specially bought a pair of silver and turquoise beaded flowers for Chu Chu.

She took out the silver pearl flower from her pocket and stuffed it into Chu Chu's hand: "I picked it in the county town as a wedding gift for you."

Chu Chu opened the silk bag, picked up two silver bead flowers, inserted them on both sides of her bun, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Ying Bao nodded and took a sip of sweet soy milk, which was fragrant.

Chu Chu is so beautiful now, her face is like a delicate flower, charming and charming. Even if there is a birthmark on her forehead, it does not ruin her appearance at all.

Chu Chu hugged Ying Bao and thanked her in a low voice: "Thank you Ying Bao."

If Ying Bao had not taken her in and given her money and bacteria, she might have been married to someone in that village by her father. She might not have been able to see the scenery outside the ravine for the rest of her life. How could she have met someone like Zhang Lang? A good man.