Chapter 18

First of all, purple potato cake, with a certain proportion of glutinous rice flour and flour, knead evenly with purple potato paste, and then knead out small dough. Then, she took out two moulds made by the carpenter.

Put the small dough in, press it in and take it out. It's similar to the shape of moon cake. It's beautiful, and then steam it.

Next, potatoes.

There is no meat, there is no sausage, can only be the simplest point carrot, onion, flour, knead evenly, easy to pinch out a small dough, pressed into a cake.

When the purple potato cakes are steamed and taken out to cool, oil them in the pan and fry them one by one.

Fry until golden on both sides, take out and put it on the plate, and put it on the plate with purple potato cake. It's crisscross with purple and yellow.

When the chicken soup was almost ready, Lu Xiaohua put the corn he bought when he bought potatoes into the chicken soup and stewed it for a while. Then he took out the pot and put out the fire.

"Xianggong, you can eat."

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Gu Yu found that he underestimated Lu Xiaohua's cooking skills.

He just held a bowl of chicken soup to drink a mouthful, immediately nodded: "this soup is good." It's delicious. It's just a good stew.

Lu Xiaohua smiles a little shyly and takes up the purple potato cake for Gu Yu to taste.

Gu Yu received it politely.

He spent most of his time in the kitchen, and naturally knew that the beautiful one named purple moon cake was made of black sweet potato.

Although the purple is really beautiful after steaming, which makes people like it, it always makes people wonder:

is it really edible?

With this doubt, Gu Yu was still very supportive of the venue, and could not see any hesitation in his action.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaohua added a little joy to Gu Yu's eyes.

Gu Yu chewed it politely and swallowed it. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lu Xiaohua looking at him, waiting for his judgment. Unconsciously, he slightly hooked the corner of his mouth. Although it was very subtle, it made his face much softer.

"Good."

Sweet potato is sweet, but it may be a little too sweet for some people, but purple potato is just good, and the taste is very special. After making the cake, it is really delicious, not greasy at all, and it can be a staple food.

Try the potato cake again. For those who like to eat potatoes, it's delicious. After eating one, they want to have another.

Two kinds of different cakes, one sweet and one salty, even if they are mixed to eat, they will not feel strange, on the contrary, they have a good comprehensive taste.

Gu Yu nodded again: "it's really good."

This is the highest evaluation he has given.

In the past, no amount of delicacies could be compared with a pot of delicious chicken soup and two kinds of cakes with extremely simple materials.

Lu Xiaohua smiles happily. She looks at Gu Yu, who looks elegant and gentle, but actually eats one by one with chicken soup. He doesn't know that his mouth is stained with oil.

It reminds Lu Xiaohua of the children in the orphanage, who are so supportive of her food. How can it not make people happy?

She leaned forward and approached Gu Yu: "Mr. Xiang, if I sell these two kinds of cakes in the town as early as possible, do you think it's feasible?"

Early? Gu Yu understood her meaning after a little thought.

"Of course it works." Gu Yu is very confident about this. His wife's craftsmanship is really good, and these two kinds of cakes are novel, beautiful and attractive, so they should not be sold out.

Just, Gu Yu is not quite at ease, looked at her: "can you go, you are now..." pregnant, but also hurt his feet.

But he, the body of his husband, could not accompany her. If she wanted to sell breakfast in the town, she had to go alone. He was worried about her.

"Don't worry, Xianggong. I've inquired with aunt Hu. There is a uncle pan named Zhao pan in the village. He has a cow in his family. He often pulls the villagers back and forth to the town to earn some money. I'll make a reservation with him first, let him pull me over, and then pull me back before lunch. In this way, I just need to sell it in the town. It's OK."