Chapter 220： On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, give out noodles (asking for monthly votes)

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

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

Simmer over low heat, stirring constantly while cooking.

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

When it becomes a very thick paste, take the milk can off the heat.

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

Pour the milk paste into an oiled wooden plate with a spatula while it's still 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 is ready, the milk paste has solidified into milk jelly, and Aunt Xue cuts it into pieces one finger wide.

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 not to burn them.”

Ying Bao took the chopsticks, picked up 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 a rich, sweet milky aroma.

“It’s so delicious.” Yingbao ate a piece and still wanted to eat it, a little unsatisfied.

Aunt Xue said with a smile: “This milk cake is delicious when 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 it is not convenient for you to deep-fry the custard, you can directly coat the custard with a layer of sugar bean powder, which is also delicious. "

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

She knows about sugar bean powder because Yanru, the second uncle, can make it.

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

This sugar bean powder is very sweet and is used as a filling or sprinkled on the outer layer of many kinds of pastries.

After learning how to make crispy milk cake, Ying Bao 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 door and said: "Sister took brother to feed the fish."

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

The lobby brother's brain was broken. What fish did you run to the inner courtyard with the girl?

Ying Bao quickly ran over to check.

As soon as you walk into 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 Ying Bao 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 called out.

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 invite 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 inside the flower wall.

Aunt Qiu brought Yingbao to a flower hall. There were already some dishes on the square table in the flower hall, the cutlery and chopsticks had been put away, and a kitchen lady was bringing a hot water kettle in to pour tea. Not long after, 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 Qiu Rong.

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

Ying Bao glanced at his cousin and saw that he behaved calmly and looked natural, feeling a little relieved.

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 overtly and covertly. Jiang Cheng pretended not to understand, agreed casually but said nothing 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.

Ying Bao naturally agreed.

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

After dinner, 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 to his hometown 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, but she was surprised that she couldn't buy it.

He had no choice but to separate the two boxes of milk cakes given by Uncle Qiu, give one to Yuan Bao, and take the other to his brother.

The cart drawn by the thin horse does not go fast, but it is not slow either. It is similar to a donkey cart.

The clever pony didn't need a tether, and followed the skinny horse all the way, never 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 jins, where did she hide it?

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

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

This box was carried onto the carriage by him. Although it was a bit heavy, it didn't weigh more than a hundred pounds.

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

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As the saying goes, on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is time to make noodles; on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is time to steam 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 his brothers each took two fresh steamed buns and ran out to practice fighting in the martial arts training ground.

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

After a practice session, Ying Bao was sitting on a stone bench on the sidelines to rest, when she saw Chu Chu, a newlywed in a green coat, bringing over a bowl of sweet soy milk.

"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: "You won't come back even after I get married. You must have forgotten me."

Ying Bao blinked.

She had indeed forgotten it before, but luckily she remembered it when she was buying a New Year gift, so she specially bought a pair of silver and turquoise beads for Chu Chu.

She took out the silver beads flowers from her pocket and stuffed them into Chu Chu's hands: "I picked them in the county town as a wedding gift for you."

Chu Chu opened the silk bag, picked up two silver beads 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.