Chapter 618 Orange Juice Candy
After leaving the memory, Jiang Feng did not click on the attribute panel immediately. Instead, he sat down and took a few long breaths. If he didn't know how to do it, he would even think of reciting a few more Qingxin mantras.
After making sure that his mood had calmed down and that even if he found that there was still no recipe after clicking on it, he would not have the urge to call and yell at Sun Jikai, Jiang Feng clicked on the properties panel.
Although they are both surnamed Sun, and they have co-starred in a movie called "Memory," Sun Jikai is a good comrade. The column for Sun Maocai in the menu column has suddenly changed to:
Sun Maocai (2/9)
【Orange Juice Candy Grade A】
Producer: Sun Maocai
Dishes details: This is a kind of homemade orange juice candy that is far away from all the industrially made fruity candies on the market. It was once briefly given as a gift in the restaurant where the maker Sun Maocai worked. It is an excellent tool to please children. For some special reasons that have never been known to outsiders, Sun Maocai, a master of Cantonese cuisine, was obsessed with making candies. The most outstanding product was orange juice candies. Whether children or adults, no one can resist its wonderful taste. This dish can maintain a good mood and obtain the most primitive happiness within 24 hours after consumption. (This buff is only valid for children under 9 years old.)
Jiang Feng:...
Who would have thought that what Sun Maocai is best at is actually coaxing children.
Jiang Feng knew something about making candies. After all, there was basically no threshold for this. If you wanted to do it, just melt the sugar and then re-bake the mold and you could claim to have made toffee.
Wang Hao made it for his girlfriend when he was a freshman. He not only made sugar but also chocolate. In a sense, chocolate is easier to make than sugar. After all, there are only three steps to making chocolate. First, go to the supermarket to buy a pound of bulk chocolate, then dissolve the chocolate, and finally pour it into a mold and wait for it to solidify. Then you can give it to your girlfriend and claim that it is chocolate made by yourself.
It's not as difficult as washing rice and cooking it. At least you have to think about how much water to add when cooking.
The instructional video is very short, and the steps are similar to what Jiang Feng thought. But the master is a master after all, and the sugar made by the master is completely different from the sugar made by Wang Hao, who can only dissolve white sugar.
When Sun Maocai makes orange juice candies, in addition to freshly squeezed orange juice, he also uses white sugar, bee syrup and a little honey. The mold is a pan, and once it is made, it is a large pot. No wonder the candies Sun Maocai handed to Sun Changping looked different in size. How could they be the same size if they were cut by hand with a knife?
This kind of candy will not last long and will melt easily if the temperature is slightly higher. If there are children at home, it would be good to make some to comfort them occasionally.
After watching the instructional video, Jiang Feng wanted to go out to buy materials now and take them to the back kitchen of Jubao Building to try making them tomorrow. Although he doesn't like sweets very much, he still wants to try the A-grade candies.
Just thinking about it like this made Jiang Feng a little jealous of Sun Jikai.
Since he was a child, not only did his grandpa, a master chef like Sun Guanyun, cook three meals carefully, but there were also elders like Sun Maocai, a top chef, who secretly made candies. Jiang Feng thought of the bowl of food that Sun Jikai had eaten in his memory. Although it didn't look very good, he was very attentive to lunch. He also thought of when he was a child in the countryside, fighting for food at the dining table with his cousins miserably.
Just thinking about Jiang Feng like this, he couldn't help but feel sad, and his thoughts welled up. Many past events came to his mind. The old man's words lingered in his ears. He grabbed the pen on the table and started writing furiously, actively preparing lessons for tomorrow's teaching work. .
This writing takes one hour.
The originally empty desk has been covered with white paper, and the white paper is also full of Jiang Feng's crooked handwriting. Anyone who looks at these papers will sigh that Jiang Feng really needs to practice his ugly calligraphy.
This was what Wu Minqi saw when she happily opened the door with her shoes.
She originally wanted to share her newly bought leather shoes with Jiang Feng.
Wu Minqi stays in the kitchen all year round and has little chance to wear leather shoes, but this does not prevent her from buying them. Sometimes girls' clothes and shoes are not necessarily bought for others to wear, but also for themselves to see. Even if they can't be worn, they are happy just looking at them.
"Fengfeng." Wu Minqi called Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng was too immersed in memories to hear.
Wu Minqi felt strange. She put her shoes at the door and walked behind Jiang Feng. She saw the white paper spread out on the table and the words written on it.
Tell me how your brain grew, and where did all the food you usually eat go? If I feed pigs, they will not grow brains but they will still grow meat. If I feed you, you will not only grow brains but also meat. I might as well feed pigs.
How many times do you want me to repeat this? Now shake your elm head to see if there is any sound of water inside?
Wu Minqi:?
Why did her Fengfeng scold herself?
After Jiang Feng finished writing the last word, he felt relieved when he thought that he would be able to pick out some wonderful words from these papers tomorrow to curse Sun Jikai.
After putting down his pen, Jiang Feng realized that someone seemed to be calling him.
When he turned around, he found Wu Minqi standing behind him, staring at the paper on the table, her big eyes filled with even greater doubts.
"Fengfeng, what is this?" Wu Minqi really couldn't understand why Jiang Feng became like this when she just bought a pair of shoes.
Jiang Feng quickly gathered the paper on the table and pretended that Wu Minqi had not seen the words on it: "Aren't we going to the Jubao Building tomorrow morning to teach Sun Jikai how to thicken the eight-treasure porridge and pigeon? There must be some preparation work!"
Wu Minqi:?
"By the way, Qiqi, have you bought the shoes?" Jiang Feng quickly changed the subject.
"I bought it." When Wu Minqi mentioned this, the corners of her mouth suddenly rose with joy, and her eyes couldn't hide the joy. "When I was in Peking before, I took a fancy to a very similar model, but it was a pity that the store was out of stock and I couldn't find it. The size I am wearing. I originally wanted to take a look when I go back this time, but I didn’t expect to see a similar one in the mall here this afternoon. The material is also very good, it feels soft and comfortable to step on. ”
With that said, Wu Minqi went to get the shoe box, opened it and showed Jiang Feng the unexpected surprise.
They were a pair of British-style leather shoes, and Jiang Feng thought they looked pretty good.
"Qiqi, these shoes don't match your clothes or skirts, do they?" Jiang Feng asked. As a senior straight man who has watched many idol dramas, he felt that he also had a certain say in women's dressing.
Wu Minqi nodded: "It doesn't match well. I didn't realize it until after I bought it, so I plan to go to the mall tomorrow to see if I can buy one or two sets to match these shoes. I will buy a few more when new styles of skirts are available. A dress to match these shoes.”
Jiang Feng:?
Although he didn't understand this kind of operation, Jiang Feng, as a good son of Comrade Wang Xiulian, knew what he should say at this time.
"Buy two more. If you see a suitable scarf, you can also buy two." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
It wasn't his money that was spent anyway.
Besides, he has no money.
Sure enough, poverty is the best traditional virtue of the Chinese nation.
Human beings will have fewer unnecessary worries because of poverty.
When Ji Gege was so poor that she could only afford a bowl of mushy porridge from the special canteen for a few cents, she never thought about what to wear with her shoes - she didn't even have the money to buy shoes.
"By the way, Fengfeng, have you made an appointment with Sun Jikai? When will you meet at Jubao Building tomorrow? I'll find a shopping mall close to Jubao Building. We can have dinner together at noon. If I finish shopping in the afternoon, I will go to Jubao Building. Looking for you." Wu Minqi said.
"We have an appointment at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Seven o'clock? So early!" Wu Minqi was shocked.
She knew that Jiang Feng liked to sleep in. When the two of them first fell in love, they never made an appointment at seven o'clock.
"Of course." Jiang Feng said with a serious face, "Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. Being entrusted by others and loyal to others, since it is teaching, you must be a role model for others."
Wu Minqi:......
Wu Minqi silently glanced at the small pile of white paper that had been placed in the corner of the table. She could even read clearly the words on the top one.
I taught pigs and dogs. I taught them all.
Wu Minqi glanced at Jiang Feng again, but did not expose him.
I suspect you are just eager to scold Sun Jikai. But...when did Sun Jikai offend their family Fengfeng?
(End of chapter)