Chapter 252 Protect my pot
This job is actually fun at first, but as I do it, my hands are sore.
And Tuanzi hasn't started to practice hand kung fu, her hands are weak, others rub with one hand, she can only rub with two hands... It's weird to rub, but after two quarters of an hour, it won't work, two little My arms are sore.
Xinbao blinked his eyes wide, and suggested weakly: "How about we just do these?"
"Dare!" Mrs. Lin glared at her, with a straight face: "I poured the powder just now, who held my hand and kept telling me to pour it... If you don't finish rubbing all the noodles, let's see how I clean up you!"
Yuan Yaochu chuckled and said: "Isn't Xin Bao'er just a dumpling, there are no small dumplings, but I have to cook big dumplings! Wuwuwu, are you afraid!"
Xinbao sighed, looked at him with "You are so naive!" eyes, and continued rubbing with difficulty.
Fourth brother Tang said while rubbing: "I was thinking, can this kind of thing really be sold? Raw flour is more expensive than flour, and brown sugar, goat's milk, and black tea... how much is this cup? ? Will anyone buy it?"
Xinbao said: "You can sell them separately! These pearls are delicious alone!"
Fourth brother Tang said: "It's expensive to sell separately! I just asked, and Yuru said that a sheep can only have three catties of milk a day, and it costs money to buy sheep and raise sheep... and the most common black tea, if it costs two cents of silver. One catty, if you want to have a strong tea aroma, you can brew dozens of cups of tea per catty? A cup of "milk tea" and half a catty of milk? That's a good deal, a cup of tea must be sold for two cents, right? A cup of sugarcane pulp is only ten cents What! This is too expensive!"
"There are also this kind of small balls, no, pearls, how many **** can a catty of raw flour make? This..." He scooped up his hands: "One handful can make one bowl, so these are only ten handfuls? Anything else?"
Xinbao was taken aback by his nagging: "It can be poured with syrup, but it can also be wrapped in cakes and baked into desserts!"
"It's okay to pour syrup, it's not too expensive," Brother Tang said, "A small bowl for twenty cents? It can still be sold."
Ms. Lin said: "Don't think too much, even if it can be sold, what happened to the move a year ago, don't bother, we can cook and eat at home."
Yuan Yaochu also said: "Let's make it and taste it first, I don't think it's delicious?"
Yan Shishi couldn't help but interjected: "Can't you twist into long strips and cut everything?"
The actions of several people were all paused, watching him silently, then Yan Shixi was stunned, and hurriedly asked for a step: "I'm talking nonsense, I don't know how to do this, maybe the cut is not round enough?"
"No, you didn't talk nonsense! You should have said it earlier!" Mrs. Lin said: "I eat at home, why do you want to be so round!"
So she immediately took out the panel, and then kneaded it into long strips slightly thicker than chopsticks, and cut it into small pieces with a very nimble Kakaka movement, which was extremely uniform, and it looked like it had been practiced.
Then put it on the pot and cook it, and boiled the brown syrup again. Everyone filled a small bowl and started to taste.
The brown syrup is still very sweet, and the pearls are also very sweet. When you bite into the QQ, Xinbao is shaking his head and shaking his head, very satisfied.
Several people also said: "It's delicious! It's delicious!"
Yu Ru whispered: "Would it be a little greasy? Actually, is it okay to pour other sauces?"
Little Fifth Brother nodded sharply while eating: "Yes, it's too sweet, how about pouring some soy sauce?"
Several people turned their heads to look at him speechlessly, Yuan Yaochu said: "Pour soy sauce on the dim sum?? How did you come up with it?"
Little Fifth Brother said: "Didn't I just want to mix it with sweet and salty so that I wouldn't get tired of it?"
"Yes," Brother Tang said, "I also think it looks like a small glutinous rice ball. Do you think it can be sold?"
"I don't think it's easy to sell," Yuan Yaochu said, "If people have nothing to eat, why don't they come to you?"
"Too!"
Several people ate while discussing.
A total of two catties of noodles were made. With so many people, one bowl would be gone after one person tasted it. Seeing that they had finished eating, Xinbao hurriedly put down the bowl and opened his small hands to block it: "Don't eat any more, Daddy and Big Brother, And brother Xiaoxian haven't eaten yet!"
Yuan Yaochu smiled and said, "You're so stingy, I even rubbed the ball for you!"
He knocked on the head of the dumpling and said, "If I don't eat, I'll put the bowl away!"
Xinbao stretched out his hand in a very small way: "Xinbao will let you go."
Yuan Yaochu clicked his tongue, put the bowl in her hand, and greeted the twins: "Let's go, let's go for a walk to digest food!"
The three of them ran away in a flash. Mrs. Lin and Yuru sat and talked, and Anshun and Yan Shiyi, fourth brother Tang, also settled accounts and discussed.
Only Xinbao protects her pot diligently.
While protecting it, she ate up all the pearls in her small bowl. She licked the spoon for a long time, feeling that there were actually a lot in the pot, and it didn't matter if she ate one or two more.
So she went to the stove, put a bench on it, and filled another... Seeing that there were still so many in the pot, she thought Liuliu Dashun was also good, so she filled another six.
After eating happily, she thought about it for a long time, and felt that based on the friendship between her father, elder brother, and brother Xiaoxian, it was still negotiable to give her two each... So she filled another six, and then added Xinbao originally had two, so there are eight, which is very auspicious.
Then…
Then…
There is a saying that a creature like a child must be acting as a demon when it is quiet.
But Xinbao is an obedient child who has never been a monster, so her mother let down her vigilance. After a long time, Mrs. Lin finally remembered that she still had a daughter, and she was startled when she stretched her head out: "Xinbao! You go to the stove!" What are you doing?"
She walked in quickly, lifted her daughter down, took a look into the pot, and widened her eyes: "Xinbao! How much have you eaten!"
Xinbao was lifted down, raised his face, silently licked his lower lip, and blinked his big eyes innocently...how much?
When Yan Shenjue came back, as soon as he entered the door, he heard Tuanzi crying.
Yan Shen Jue was slightly taken aback, jumped off his horse, and rushed through the door, asking, "What's wrong with Xinbao?"
Mrs. Lin was rubbing Xinbao's belly. Xinbao's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his crying was thin and feeble, and he couldn't make any effort. When she saw him, she felt wronged, her little face wrinkled, and tears burst into tears. It fell down with a clatter.
Yan Shen Jue felt distressed, hurried over, held her little hand, and said: "What's going on?"
Mrs. Lin was distressed and funny: "It's not that everyone tried to make that pearl. After cooking it, each of them tasted a bowl, and there was still half of the pot left. She was so stingy that she wouldn't let anyone eat it. She insisted on keeping it for you. As a result, I was talking outside for a while, and she secretly ate half a pot by herself! Raw powder is not easy to digest, and she wakes up in pain before taking a nap."
(end of this chapter)