Chapter Eighty-Three: Egg Tarts

When Qiao Su went back with his things, Wang Baiyu was taking the Zhao family brothers and sisters to sell fried rice balls.

"Master, you're back!" Wang Baiyu ran to Qiao Su and took the basket from her hand, "Huh? How did Master buy so many eggs and cornstarch? ”

Qiao Su stepped into the courtyard with a smile, closed the gate, and did not answer Wang Baiyu's question, but touched the eighth sister's head with concern, "Why don't you rest at home and come back today?" ”

The eighth sister rubbed her big head on Qiao Su's palm like a little milk dog, and Zhao Guang came over helplessly and said, "Hungry!" It was too chaotic on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, and the seventh and eighth sisters almost had an accident, so my father and mother originally planned to let me accompany them at home, but for the New Year, there was more sticky bean buns and food at home, and they couldn't be hungry at home. ”

Saying that, Zhao Guang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "But these two got up early and were clamoring to come to my sister's place." ”

The seventh brother also ran over from the side, looked at Qiao Su with his little head up, and smiled sweetly: "Sister Qiao Su." ”

"Good!" Qiao Su pinched the little face of the seventh brother, although the seventh brother is not as chubby as the eighth sister, but the child is always very cute.

She looked at Zhao Guang, "It was already late when I sent you back yesterday, and I thought you wouldn't be able to get up today!" ”

Qiao Su looked at the pottery pot containing the rice balls, "Yo." Is this only one that blew up? Or is it all that is left to blow up? ”

Wang Baiyu looked proud, "Of course that's the only thing left!" I'm the one who got the true inheritance of Master, just fried rice balls, can you still get me Wang Daxia? ”

"In that case, don't sell it, we're going to start preparing lunch, make fresh snacks in the afternoon, and give the rest to the kids as snacks!" Qiao Su dragged the seventh brother and eighth sister in.

"Yay!" The two little ones picked up at the same time, and the appearance of a little gluttonous cat made Zhao Guangshen feel embarrassed.

Qiao Su knew that Zhao Guang was such a big child, and when she really wanted to save face, she whispered beside Zhao Guang: "The seventh brother and eighth sister are too young, let them rub the sugar ball, you come and help me." ”

"Good!" Zhao Guang's eyes were shining and he followed Qiao Su in.

Wang Baiyu looked at Zhao Guang rolling up his arms and sleeves and preparing to do a big job, but the corner of his eyes would fall on the seventh and eighth sisters from time to time, and she felt very interesting.

"What are you doing today?" Zhao Guang sat on the edge of the vegetable basket and asked in a throat.

"You wash out all those cabbages, I'm going to make a sesame oil cabbage, and then make stewed chicken with mushrooms." Qiao Su went to the kitchen to find out the ingredients to be used and told Wang Baiyu what to do.

The seventh brother and eighth sister poked the sugar ball in their fixed positions, while Wang Baiyu took Zhao Guang to clean up the dishes.

"Master, will you just cook these two dishes?" Wang Baiyu asked.

"Well, I'm going to make a rice bowl, have you washed all the rice?" Josu asked.

"That's it! Master, the most successful thing I've ever done now is the rice, which is always fluffy and has a wonderful taste. Wang Baiyu said very smugly.

Qiao Su was a little helpless, this is obviously a regular practice! As long as you remember how much rice and how much water, there will be no problem if you let Zhao Guang do it!

Since he accepted Wang Baiyu as an apprentice, Qiao Su really taught him.

How to deal with the ingredients, the order of cooking, and what seasonings are better when to put them, she is personally guided by Wang Baiyu's side.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Wang Baiyu's side, Qiao Su began to prepare to make egg tarts, which is why she bought so many eggs and starch today.

Qiao Su first mixed the starch and flour together according to the proportion, and then gently stir-fried it on the iron pot, since he was ready to try to make pastries, naturally these flours had to be processed in advance. She had already asked Qin Shen to help her bring a new vat and keep it for the processed low-gluten flour.

Now the flour is ready, and Josu will pour it into the vat.

In ancient times, there were no ovens, but it didn't matter, you could make the simplest oven, so that in the future, you could not only make pastries, but also bake some ingredients.

However, because these are what Qiao Su just thought of, she can only use a big iron pot as an oven for her egg tart today, and when Qin Shen comes back at night, let him get an oven out.

Of course, there was no tin foil at this time, so Qiao Su used a dipping dish, which was the same size as the tin foil shell of the egg tart.

Qiao Su put the flour and egg mixture into the dipping dish in the order of processing, and then put the dipping dish into the large iron pot, which is very thick at this time, even if no water is added to it, it will not be burned off the bottom in a short time.

After putting the egg tart in the pot, Qiao Su began to prepare the filling, and the filling was not used up when making the rice balls, so she took it out and added some sugar to remix the filling and put it into the egg tart.

As the steaming tart came out of the pan, Josue noticed that she was followed by several small tails.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Su raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Baiyu.

Wang Baiyu snorted, "Master made new delicious food, but he didn't ask me for help." ”

The eighth sister was the youngest, and she couldn't see the situation inside the iron pot on tiptoe, which made her saliva drip, "Sister Qiao Su, this sweet taste is different from candy, what is it?" ”

"Why do you have so many questions!" Zhao Guang stretched out his hand and poked the back of the eighth sister's head, "I eat those sweet things all day long, you see that you are fat here!" ”

"Brother hates it!" The eighth sister pouted and said, "You also have candy to eat every time Sister Qiao Su gives you!" ”

"Yes, I'll prove it." The seventh brother said with a small chest.

Zhao Guang looked at the little brother with the wind grass helplessly, and rolled his eyes, "Who are you with!" ”

"I ......" the seventh brother's eyes rolled around, and then he said loudly: "I represent justice!" ”

"Alright! Don't make a fuss! Qiao Su smiled, "Didn't you guys prepare lunch just now?" It's all tried, and each of you can try it, and if you can, we'll make it in large quantities tomorrow. ”

"Why tomorrow?" Wang Baiyu took the initiative to take out the egg tarts one by one and put them in the tray, and then brought them to the table, "You take the small spoon yourself!" ”

"I'll go!" The seventh brother ran over to get a spoon.

"Because I want an oven, when I see Ah Shen at noon, I will discuss what I need to use, and I will buy it in the afternoon. If you don't have an oven, the iron pan can easily break down. Looking at the sky, time always flies so fast, Qiao Su continued: "You eat first, I'll go and carry the things to the car, and get ready to go out to deliver the food." ”

"So early?" Wang Baiyu frowned.