Chapter 1134 1134. Cake is quite difficult
Everyone came back to their senses and waved their hands: "No, no!"
Qin Yun and He Gu turned their heads with their mouths full—ouch! Why are there so many people behind you? Didn’t everyone just stand and sit?
Lu Chuan paused and could only follow Song Tan downstairs silently.
In the kitchen, Ulan took out the only bowl of rice bran from the cupboard: "You can work later. This rice bran won't occupy your stomach. They have eaten several bowls."
“Tan Tan is the same. Xiao Lu is busy at work. Why don’t you leave a portion for him after you’ve finished eating!”
Song Tan:? ? ?
Isn’t this the mother-in-law? Why does it look like he has a filter? !
She stared at Lu Chuan and saw him taking the bowl of rice noodles and smiling slightly: "Thank you, auntie... But Tantan asked me, and I said no - I just bought some materials yesterday, so I can make her a cake in the morning. Try the roll, auntie, do you want to eat it?”
Ulan suddenly beamed with joy: "Oh, you can also make cakes? OK, OK, OK, OK, OK... how many stoves do you need to use? Do you know how to make a fire? Let Tantan make a fire for you!"
Song Tan:…
“Let Qiao Qiao burn it.”
"Tsk!" Ulan glared at her with dissatisfaction: "Qiaoqiao has been busy broadcasting live early in the morning. It's cold and you have nothing to do. You can just accompany Xiaolu to make a fire. It's so warm! This kid!"
Song Tan thought, wouldn’t it be warmer to warm up next door by the fire? She also planned to go for a walk by the river in the morning and see the cattle and sheep.
If that’s not possible, you can just bring two chickens back. They don’t lay many eggs in winter, so it’s not a waste to eat them twice during the New Year, right?
"I'll burn it! I'll burn it!" Lu Jing came in immediately: "How can a little girl do such a rough job? I'll do it, I can make a fire."
At the same time, he urged Lu Chuan: "Hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, hurry up and make the cake. Tan Tan has never eaten what you made. This is so outrageous..."
“Eat it.” Song Tan suddenly interrupted despite Ulan’s urging eyes:
"Auntie, I was late for dinner when I went to the imperial capital, so he brought the cakes he made for me and Qiaoqiao. He also made ice cream before leaving, which Qiaoqiao always remembered."
Looking at Lu Chuan, who was at the center of the topic, she sighed: "It's okay, Auntie, you can chat with my mother, I'll light the fire, and we can talk."
"Okay, okay..." Lu Jing smiled broadly.
When the kitchen quieted down, Song Tan asked curiously: "The chive cake roll you made this morning?"
"Yeah." Lu Chuan nodded: "If you have other things to do, you can do it in the afternoon."
Song Tan thought for a while, it didn't matter whether it was morning or afternoon when he went to the river beach, so he sat in front of the stove and said, "It's okay. Just do it. I'll light the fire for you."
Lu Chuan laughed: "Actually... all you need to make a cake is an oven."
He pointed at the brand-new oven that was rarely used by his seventh cousin, with a smile on his face and a picturesque look on his face.
Song Tan:…
Okay, okay, she said it was in vain!
But I watched him sit there and eat the rice noodles in the bowl one by one, and finally wiped his mouth and washed his hands...
Don’t mention it, it’s really pleasing to the eye!
Song Tan sat back and saw Lu Chuan take out a piece of tenderloin from the crisper and cut it into pieces. She began to feel that something was wrong:
Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "I was afraid that you would be too bored by yourself, so I just made some meat floss - you sent me a chive and meat floss cake roll, did you forget?"
Song Tan thought, I haven’t forgotten, but I didn’t expect you to even fry the floss yourself…
She was really excited and sat in front of the stove: "Would you like to light a fire?"
"Yes." Lu Chuan was a little unaccustomed to his seventh cousin's heavy kitchen knife, and he was not cutting meat very fast at the moment.
Song Tan was sitting in front of the stove, casually grabbed a handful of dried pine leaves, lit them with a lighter, and stuffed them into the stove with a pinch of iron pliers.
Then he grabbed a branch placed in the corner of the wall - dry firewood is required for cooking in the kitchen. It was piled in the corner now, and it was very easy to use.
Including those twigs and branches, which are so dry at the moment that they can be broken with a little force of both hands.
With a few "click" sounds, the thin branches were cut off one by one, cut into two or three according to their length, and placed one by one on the blazing flame in the stove.
Until then, Song Tan picked up two thick firewood and filled them in.
When he looked up again, Lu Chuan had already poured water into the pot. Followed by meat, **** slices, salt and sugar...
He raised his wrist to check the time: "About an hour."
He was not idle during this time. He turned around and took out a bowl of lard residue from the cupboard, picked out a few fat and thin pieces, took them out, and cut them into small pieces again.
“What are you doing? Making lard filling?”
Although Song Tan sent the food videos to Lu Chuan, she actually got a lot of them every day. She had forgotten all about the specific materials needed for this...
Lu Chuan packed the diced oil residue and then said: "In addition to chives, the cake roll also needs some ham diced to add flavor. I'm afraid you won't be used to this kind of processed food, so I'll change the material - lard. A simple garnish of scraps shouldn’t be too bad. ”
As for what’s next…
Lu Chuan was sifting through the kitchen, and finally got out a small pot and placed it on the gas stove nearby, and then a small bucket of milk that his uncle sent last night...
There were calves already born on the riverbank pasture, and my uncle also learned some milking skills, and now he is becoming more and more proficient.
It's just that the Old Song family eats and drinks enough every day. Not many people prefer milk at present, so most of them are cooked by the seventh cousin and used as milk tea drinks.
There was no need for Song Tan to ask this time. Lu Chuan just looked at her eyes and explained: "This cake roll needs to be brushed with a little blended sauce and needs condensed milk. The milk from my own pasture is very good... I'll try making condensed milk."
“If it fails, use the purchased finished product.”
He said it lightly, as if everyone knew how to stir-fry pork floss and make condensed milk at home, so that Song Tan even looked complicated.
She really didn’t ask Lu Chuan to be perfect to this extent!
“If I wanted to eat a bowl of noodles in the future, wouldn’t you start by planting wheat?”
Lu Chuan laughed dumbly: "How is that possible! I just want to replace some of our own ingredients as much as possible, so that the taste will be better..."
“But speaking of it, there is really no need to consider growing wheat—Tan Tan, didn’t you say there are several acres of wheat on the mountain?”
Song Tan:…
She sat back in front of the stove and watched Lu Chuan boiling milk in a small pot, stirring slowly and continuously. The aroma of meat and milk filled the air, attracting Wu Landu to come in and take a look:
“This is really difficult. How can you eat a cake and still have to make so many things...”
Song Tan had no expression on his face, thinking that it would be difficult. If he was given a little more time, he would be able to cut two sugar canes and make sugar by himself.
Update 2, good night. The temperature is dropping and it’s raining continuously, but I’ll try to continue exercising tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)