Chapter 39 Wrapped in Liangpi
When I came, I brought a change of clothes, a wooden pillow, and a small quilt.
The lining and surface of the quilt have been washed clean, but judging from the fluffiness, the inside should be reed catkins.
Reed flowers are not as fluffy and soft as cotton, and they are not as warm as cotton, but now the weather is getting hotter and it is not cold at night, so it doesn't matter.
It’s just that Xia Mingyue’s eyes were a little swollen when she looked at Jiang Zhuguo.
"Is everything okay?" Tell me that I must do my job well." Jiang Zhuguo grinned, "I'm also happy. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep last night, and I was afraid that I would miss my work this morning, so I didn't sleep well."
Somewhat like the way she looked when she successfully applied for the first job in modern society and had to go to work on the first day.
Xia Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, telling Jiang Zhuguo to try kneading the dough.
Everything in the house is done by Jiangzhuguo, and kneading the dough is naturally not a problem. The kneaded dough is smooth, round, and even in size.
Xia Mingyue and Lu were both very satisfied.
Make cakes, set up stalls, and sell wontons.
Business is still as usual, but because of the diligent and agile Jiang Zhuguo, both Xia Mingyue and Lu feel a lot more relaxed, and they don't have to be so tired and panicked when doing things.
Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu still went to the county school to deliver cakes at almost noon.
The number of cakes required by the county school is very fixed, forty or fifty every day.
In order to give back to such regular customers, Xia Mingyue asked Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu to bring more cakes when they went to deliver cakes in the past few days.
With red bean filling.
Mash the cooked red beans into small pieces, but not too crumbly. It is better to be soft and glutinous but slightly grainy. Add some sugar to make a crispy pancake, which tastes sweet. , crispy.
Red bean cake was once very popular with the county school, and they even asked for more, and they could buy it at the market price.
The cakes Xia Mingyue asked Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu to send over today included a lot of red bean cakes. Because they were small, they were charged six cents each.
After delivering the cakes, the two brothers brought back all the money and a message at the same time.
"The man Zhang said that although all kinds of cakes are delicious, they can't bear to eat them every day. They heard that aunt was selling wontons recently, so they asked us to come back and ask aunt about the newly made wontons. Can you send some over? They can order dozens of them every day.”
“These wontons come with soup. It’s not easy to send them there, even if they can be filled in a crock pot. I'll send it over and share the food with you when you get there, but I'm afraid it got a bit soaked along the way." Xia Mingyue frowned.
Furthermore, wontons are the most delicious if they are eaten fresh and wrapped. Even if they are delivered in a clever way, the taste will be compromised.
As a cook, this kind of thing is unacceptable.
And if you use a small mobile stove to cook there, not to mention that transporting these things used to be quite troublesome. No matter who you let go, it will affect the current stall business.
Based on the customer stability of Xian Xuena, opening a branch is the best choice.
However, the manpower and her current funds are not enough.
Or, she can change her mind and solve the problem of a single product first?
Xia Mingyue thought about it for a long time. When she closed the stall and went back in the afternoon, she first bought some sesame paste, and then bought some early cucumbers, mung bean sprouts, and a handful of fresh coriander from the farmer's vegetable stall.
The coriander in spring is growing strong, and even in the afternoon, it is still juicy.
After arriving home, Jiang Zhuguo was asked to do the chores of washing pots and bowls, while Xia Mingyue kneaded a piece of dough and washed it in water. This move made Jiang Zhuguo almost jump up in shock, "Sister Xia, if you put this dough in water and wash it, won't it all turn into soup?"
"It will melt. But not all." Xia Mingyue didn't even raise her head.
Jiang Zhuguo is still surprised.
These are all noodles, so why are some of them transformed and some not?
Jiang Zhuguo couldn't figure it out. While working, he glanced at Xia Mingyue from time to time, wanting to see how the dough was not completely melted.
Xia Mingyue noticed it and didn't explain much. She just concentrated on kneading the dough in her hands.
The water in the basin gradually became turbid as the flour gradually melted, and the dough in Xia Mingyue's hands became smaller and smaller.
When the dough in his hand became only the size of a fist, and the color was not white, but yellow, Xia Mingyue pulled the piece of dough to check its toughness, and then asked Jiang Zhuguo to burn it. The small yellowed dough is steamed on the stove.
Jiang Zhuguo didn't quite understand, but he did as he was told.
Xia Mingyue went to deal with the white starch water.
The starch water that has been left to stand for a period of time has some layers. Discard the water that is too clear on the surface and leave only the thick paste at the bottom. Stir evenly and spread it thinly until it is smooth. On the grate of the oily bamboo basket.
Steam it for a while, take out the grate and put it in cold water to ice it, then carefully peel off the transparent and smooth pie crust from the edge...
Xia Mingyue did it carefully. , and got a piece of cool skin with even thickness, translucent and smooth texture.
After slightly tugging on the piece of cold skin to make sure it was extremely elastic, Xia Mingyue started to make the second and third pieces...
After all the batter in the basin was used up, Xia Mingyue also made one. Stack of good quality cold skin.
"The cake looks crystal clear, but it looks very good. I guess it tastes good too." Lu said, "I just don't know what it is called."
"Liangpi." Xia Mingyue answer.
"Liangpi..." Jiang Zhuguo chanted the name several times, and finally nodded vigorously, "It's cool and translucent. The name Liangpi is very suitable for the situation."
"Is this Liangpi eaten just like this? Or does it need to be paired with something?" Zhao Dahu and Zhao Erhu asked together.
It doesn’t matter what they are called, nor does it matter what they look like. They only care about eating.
"You will find out in a moment."
As Xia Mingyue spoke, she began to get busy with the next step.
Cut the cucumber into thin strips, cut the carrot into shreds, blanch the mung bean sprouts, dice the gluten that was just steamed in the pot, and add soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, garlic water, sesame paste, Xia Mingyue's freshly cooked chili oil, crushed cooked peanuts...
Stir all the side dishes evenly, carefully place these side dishes on a piece of cold skin, and then use the cold skin as a thin and tough crust to wrap all the vegetables.
“Try it and see.” Xia Mingyue was quick with her hands and feet and quickly wrapped a few bags and handed them to Lu and Jiang Zhuguo respectively.
The four people took it and looked at it first.
The cold skin is thin and translucent. From the outside, you can faintly see the green color of cucumber, the orange color of carrot, the red color of chili oil...the colors are bright and diverse, and full of visual impact!
And if I take a bite...
The cold skin is bright and refreshing, the vegetables inside are crispy, almost bursting out in an instant, the sesame sauce is mellow and fragrant, the chili oil is spicy and tangy and fully stimulates the taste buds, the balsamic vinegar is slightly sweet, and neutralizes some of the spiciness...
The author has checked a lot of information about the time when Liangpi was created. Some said it existed during the Qin Shihuang period, and some said it existed during the Han Emperor Gaozu's period. The background of the novel is fictitious and is not based on historical facts. Everything serves the plot and research. The party should not be more serious~
(End of this chapter)