Chapter 46 Ice Cream
For future generations, there is no difficulty in making ice cream at home. After preparing the raw materials such as eggs, milk, sugar, etc., just roll it until you are satisfied, then put it in the refrigerator and freeze it, and you are done.
But for Feng Yong now, making ice cream is a small but extremely troublesome thing, so this is why he has been reluctant to do it before. Although he also wanted to reminisce about his childhood, oh, no, it was the taste of the ice cream when he was a child in his previous life.
Eggs are no problem, the Feng family produces them themselves. But where to find milk? Where to find sugar? The most important thing is, where to find a refrigerator? If you don’t have anything, why do you still make knitting? So Feng Yong never thought about getting started with this thing.
But since meeting little Lolita Zhang Xing, Feng Yong felt that his father's love was greatly expressed - it was definitely not the love of a weird uncle or anything like that, well, that's it - difficulties, aren't they meant to be overcome? Feng Yong felt that he had the responsibility to give little Loli Zhang Xing a cool summer.
Of course, it is natural to use it to flatter Huang Yueying. Women, most of them like to eat these kinds of things.
Human relationships, aren’t they the result of frequent movement? Without excuses to move around, no matter how familiar people are, they will become strangers, and vice versa. Even if they are strangers, they will become familiar if they interact with each other a few times, right?
There is no sugar, but maltose can always be found, right? There is no refrigerator, so easy to make ice with saltpeter! As for high-end things like maltose and saltpeter, little Fengzhuang doesn't have them, so wouldn't there be a tall, rich and handsome man plus a little rich and black?
Jincheng Zhang Mansion.
The little **** Zhang Xing was playing on the swing in the backyard when her mother's maid suddenly ran in and said, "My dear lady, the Prime Minister's wife is here and said she brought snacks specially for you. She is talking to her in the front yard now. I want you to go to the front yard.”
Zhang Xing's eyes lit up, he jumped off the swing, held up his skirt, and hurriedly ran to the front yard with his short legs.
"Slow down, little lady, don't fall." The maid behind her shouted worriedly.
“I understand.” Zhang Xing did not stop, but even faster.
In the living room in the front yard, Zhang Henghou's widow Xiahou was talking and laughing with Huang Yueying.
Although she has a daughter who has become a queen, there are not many people in the circle of ladies in the capital who can talk to Xiahou.
It’s not because the status is too noble, but because the status is too embarrassing. Xiahou was originally the niece of Cao Cao's brother Xiahou Yuan. Both her parents died when she was young. Fortunately, she was raised by her uncle Xiahou Yuan.
In those years, natural disasters and military disasters occurred in the Central Plains, and the people were in dire straits. After the emperor fled back to Luoyang, ministers had to go out to collect firewood, and the Xiahou family was not immune.
Unexpectedly, one day when she went out without looking at the almanac, she encountered a ring-eyed thief and kidnapped her unreasonably. After being thrown to the collapse, he asked her who she was. After learning that she was a daughter of a good family, she immediately made her his wife.
This ring-eyed thief is Zhang Fei, the third brother of Liu Bei, Cao Cao's mortal enemy.
This Xiahou family's moral character is still very commendable, and she herself is recognized by Liu Bei's brothers, otherwise Liu Bei would not have agreed to let her daughter be his daughter-in-law. But I can't stand it. Her last name is Xiahou!
The Xiahou family also knew this. Since Zhang Fei's death, she rarely left Zhang's house and devoted herself to raising her little daughter. Sometimes when her daughter wants to go out, she asks someone to bring it to Huang Yueying and asks her to help take her daughter out to play.
Huang Yueying herself has no children, and she is overtly and covertly jealous of the circle of ladies - an ugly woman takes over the talented and handsome prime minister husband, cannot even lay an egg, and refuses to let him take concubines. It is a heinous crime!
“Mom, aunt, is your uncle here?”
Before Zhang Xingren arrived, the voice came in first.
Before he finished speaking, he saw a little person jumping over the threshold with his skirt in hand and running in. His originally pink face turned red because he was running so fast in the hot weather.
"Why is this child so reckless? It's hot and running like this, be careful of getting a sunstroke." Xiahou scolded, but there was a look of doting in her eyes.
Zhang Xing made a face and greeted Huang Yueying again: "My niece has met my aunt." After getting up, he looked around anxiously, as if he was looking for something, and finally his eyes fell on Huang Yueying. His eyes were full of desire.
The two adults knew what she was looking for, and they all laughed.
"Such a little person is so lovable. I don't know which young man will be lucky enough to marry him when he grows up." Huang Yueying couldn't help but said happily.
"It doesn't matter either way, I just hope she can be safe and happy." Xiahou didn't have much idea.
"The Wang family's servants brought this specially from Fengzhuang. They also brought a message from Feng Xiaolangjun, saying that these snacks must be eaten immediately after opening, otherwise they will not be able to eat. If the food box is not opened, , and it can only last two hours. I was about to go out to visit the house, and I just happened to bring him here. "
Huang Yueying took a food box with a woven bamboo and rattan shell from the table behind her, handed it to Zhang Xing, and said with a smile, "This food box is made of thin hair. I don't know what's inside. Open it quickly and take a look."
The food box has a large opening. After opening it, he found that it was filled with fine sawdust. Zhang Xing suddenly looked disappointed and said: "That Feng Langjun was actually playing a trick on me and sent a box of sawdust over."
“It’s definitely not mochizi,” Huang Yueying reached out and took it, “This is the wrong amount.”
As he spoke, he peeled off the sawdust on the top, and found that there was a small clay pot tightly stuffed underneath. He laughed and said, "There is another pot inside, I don't know what it is, but it was sealed tightly." Taking out the clay pot, she was caught off guard and let out an ouch, feeling like she was holding a piece of ice in her hand, which made her immediately put the pot on the table.
"What's the matter?" Hearing Huang Yueying's exclamation, Xiahou asked with concern. He looked at the jar and found nothing strange.
“There are actually ice cubes inside.” Huang Yueying looked at the clay pot in surprise, “On this hot day, where did Feng Xiaolang get the ice cubes and why did he eagerly deliver them?”
"But how much ice can be contained in such a small clay pot? It won't help much." Xiahou smiled and shook his head slightly, feeling that Feng Xiaolangjun, whom he had never met before, was really fooling around.
“Give it to me, let me see.” When Zhang Xing heard that there was ice inside, he jumped up and shouted repeatedly.
This small clay pot cannot hold much ice, so it is of no use to adults, but it is different for children. It cannot relieve the heat, but it is also excellent for playing.
"This is not an ordinary ice cube. I heard from the visitor from the Wang family that it is edible." Huang Yueying remembered the message and said with a smile, "The visitor sent two portions, one for me to try and one for me. I said it was for the Zhang family’s young lady. Since it was specifically stated, it must be different from other ice cubes.”
Speaking, he took the clay pot again and opened the mouth of the pot.
Xiahou just smiled and didn't refute, but she still felt a little disapproving in her heart. The ice cubes in summer are all dug in ice cellars in winter to select clean ice cubes and save them. Naturally, they are edible.
In the middle of Sichuan, there is not much snow on the plains in winter, but it can be seen on the mountains. Although the prime minister is strict about frugality, there are still some in the palace, but not many. As the queen's mother, she knows this.
(End of this chapter)