Chapter 699 699. Dried croissant, honey, winter melon, candied pumpkin
Wang Xiaoshun's face looked like a vicious supporting character in Zhang Yanping's eyes at the moment.
But the reason why a lazy person is a lazy person is because he can still procrastinate until the matter is over. At this moment, he immediately raised his voice: "I'm going to see Dr. Guo first!"
It would be better to spend another day and a half there, so that we can avoid the work of this afternoon.
Song Tan was walking out with a bucket of soybeans, looking at him with a smile:
“Brother Yanping, please ask Dr. Xiao Guo to give you some moxibustion. This way you can rest this afternoon and you will be stronger for work tomorrow morning. I have to rely on you on the mountain!”
It won’t do if you just ask me!
He had a hard time deciding whether to work for another half day in the afternoon or go up to the mountains to do more work tomorrow.
Zhang Yanping maintained a stiff look on her face: "Don't worry, Tan Tanqi, I'll come back immediately after I ask her! It's too hard for a girl like you to do this kind of work. I am your brother after all, so I have to help you!"
Song Tan's smile became even brighter, and his voice was sweet: "Thank you, Brother Yan Ping."
Until his figure had gone far away, Wu Lan was picking up the cooked beans and wondering: "What happened to Yan Ping? He also took the initiative to come back to work..."
Song Tan smiled slyly: "Mom, this proves that Brother Yanping actually likes to do these things. Can you just give him more burden tomorrow?"
Like Dr. Guo said, you really can’t be too lazy. Wu Lan was thoughtful.
The beans that had been cooked since lunch were brought out bucket by bucket and spread out on the plastic film. Everyone was there to help, and the big fan was blowing... By the time there were several buckets of beans, they were all spread out. The paving was smooth, and while everyone was sweating profusely, the beans gradually cooled down.
At this moment, the seventh cousin went to put the last portion of beans in the pot, and Song Tan took out two more bags of flour.
With the scissors gently picking at the end of the thread, Qiao Qiao quickly stretched out her hand to grab the thread, and with a "click" pull, the flour bag was quickly pulled away.
Song Tan carried the bag and sprinkled the soybeans evenly. Everyone squatted there, each responsible for one piece, mixing the flour and cooked soybeans evenly, and had a great time.
At the end of the first batch of flour coating, Qiaoqiao suddenly sighed: "I really want to eat candy dimes!"
The sugar dimes he mentioned are a snack commonly seen during the local New Year. They are actually called croissant.
The outside is a white powdered sugar shell, and the inside of the dough is wrapped in sugar syrup. Of course, there are also some that are not wrapped, and the whole dough is soaked directly in the sugar water. When it's almost solidified, dip it in powdered sugar.
It tastes like…
In fact, you can imagine it without eating it—this stuff is fragrant, but also sweet! Although in recent years, the outside of this croissant is no longer coated with powdered sugar but fried glutinous rice flour, the sugar inside is still as sweet.
Anyway, in Song Tan's memory, there have been fewer people eating this kind of food in recent years.
But as soon as Qiaoqiao said this, she immediately looked at her seventh cousin.
The seventh cousin glared unhappily: "Look at what I am doing, I can do anything?"
“Oh.” Qiaoqiao turned back silently.
When he and the flour slowly walked to the other end of the plastic sheet, the seventh cousin quietly exhaled:
“Why does this kid want to eat everything? The croissant has a high sugar content and is so sweet. It’s hard enough for everyone to eat one of them.”
“Indeed.” Ulan also nodded deeply: “It still wastes gas.”
This snack was quite popular when she was young. But wasn’t there a shortage of supplies at that time? Heavy oil and heavy sugar were the good things.
If you eat it now, it will be too sweet to bear.
A few people were chatting when they saw Qiao Qiao's clear eyes looking over again, not sure whether she heard something or not.
The seventh cousin cleared his throat instantly: "What about that? Qiaoqiao, bring two more packets of noodles."
“Okay!” Qiaoqiao responded immediately.
As for the candy dimes, I have long forgotten them now. Song Tan, on the other hand, was flipping it aside and suddenly looked up at his seventh cousin: "The croissant honey is indeed too sweet, so there's no need to make it—how about we make some winter melon candy?"
The seventh cousin’s eyes instantly widened:
“Tell me the truth, which one is sweeter, winter melon candy or croissant honey?”
The icing on the outside of the croissant can be replaced with glutinous rice flour. The fried dough tastes neutral to the sugar content inside, but it is actually not that exaggerated. There is even a fried aroma.
But winter melon candy is different. The first bite is sweet, but the second bite makes your teeth hurt!
He, an old man, really can't stand it at all.
Song Sancheng also frowned. He didn't like sweets, let alone something like winter melon candy, which he found extremely sweet when he was a child.
At this moment, I spoke tactfully: "Is it too sweet? Don't you young people pay attention to sugar control? The sugar content is too high and unhealthy."
When he said this, Song Tan glanced at him: "Dad, don't we pay attention to the delicious food when we eat? If it is really unhealthy, we might as well not eat anything at all."
“Besides, I asked my seventh cousin to cook a little, but I didn’t let you each eat a bowl. Why are you so scared?”
This is true.
Everyone looked at each other and realized that if you only eat one piece, the special sweet and crisp feeling of winter melon candy is really unmatched by anything else.
At this moment, everyone looked at the seventh cousin again.
Seventh Cousin:…
He is too old to handle such sweet things. He doesn't want to do it!
But Wang Xiaoshun became happy: "Me, me, me! My master and I both know how to do it! Let's do it."
Then he looked at the seventh cousin considerately: "Master Song, take a break. Depending on what day everyone wants to eat, my master and I will come over and cook it when we have free time."
This thing takes time, but it’s not troublesome at all.
He and the chef have long wanted to try out the taste of Song Tan's ingredients, but unfortunately, the seventh cousin is not the chef. They cook for the workers in the mountains. They can eat it every day but can't cook it with their own hands, not to mention how hungry they feel.
Now, I have found an opportunity.
Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao who was carrying the flour bag and said considerately: "Qiao Qiao, the seventh cousin doesn't like to eat candy. I asked him to make winter melon candy for you. Are you happy?"
"Happy."
Qiao Qiao stretched out her two white hands and gestured: "This year's winter melons have grown so big that so many of us can only eat three rounds at a time. They are delicious as candies!"
Winter melon, pumpkin, I can’t finish eating these things.
In this case…
Song Tan looked at the seventh cousin eagerly: "Is there still a lot of pumpkin left from the previous one? Otherwise, let's make another batch!"
After those pumpkins are dried and sun-dried, some are directly steamed and stored as original flavor. Others were wrapped in chili powder and some other seasonings by the seventh cousin, steamed and dried.
It takes a lot of time to make, but after it is dried, it tastes not as sweet as dried sweet potatoes, but it also has a spicy taste...
Very appetizing!
“Dad, it looks like we will have to plant more varieties next year!”
Coming. I want to buy winter melon candies every time because they look good. The taste is also very unique, but I get tired of eating one.
(End of this chapter)