The women of the peasant family are very good at cooking, so although the level of Shen and Zhou Xiaoyan is not as good as Hua Qingyan's craftsmanship inherited from the Great Heavenly Empire, they also have their own characteristics, and they are also very fast." 』 Biqu Pavilion Δ. After a while, everyone in the courtyard smelled a burst of strong fragrance coming from the kitchen, and their stomachs that were not hungry also gurgled sounds, and they all subconsciously covered their hungry stomachs and looked at the kitchen.

Because there were many people, the table was moved to the courtyard, but the table of Hua Qingyan's house was not big, Zhou Lizheng sat alone, and on the other side, Hua Qingyan invited Wang Laosan to sit. However, the men in the village are all informal, and they can sit and sit if they have to, and they eat the same when they don't have to sit and stand.

Hua Qingyan's multigrain cake was quickly served, because it was fried in oil, so the round sides were fried to golden, exuding a rich fragrance, both visually and olfactoryly, it made people very appetizing. Zhou Lizheng was the first to reach out and take a nibble, the multigrain cake was very crispy, so there was a squeaky sound, which made everyone even more greedy.

After the other dishes arrived, everyone rushed up to grab the multigrain cakes, and after a while, a basket full of dozens of multigrain cakes was coaxed and snatched up, and they were gnawed very sweetly. Fortunately, Hua Qingyan had left a few for herself and the Shen family in the kitchen before, otherwise she could only watch them eat!

Everyone ate very satisfied, Hua Qingyan's craftsmanship was appreciated by everyone, looking at the thumbs up constantly, Hua Qingyan smiled a little shyly, and the smiling face like a flower stunned the men, and they all blushed.

Zhou Rong took a multigrain cake and gnawed it slowly, his eyes fell lightly on Hua Qingyan's face, and then quickly moved away, his gaze was as calm and bottomless as usual.

After eating and drinking, everyone thought of the rations that Hua Qingyan got back from Lao Hua's family, and couldn't help but be a little curious, after all, such a big sack is not good to look at. Wang Laosan is a man of action, and after seeing Hua Qingyan's agreement, he immediately got up and went to the kitchen to carry the sack out and open it in front of everyone.

"How can this be?" Wang Laosan angrily opened the mouth of the sack a little, looking at the things inside with a gloomy face, "This old flower family is really shameless!" What is this all given! Purple pimple, can you eat this thing! It's for pigs! ”

Everyone leaned their heads over to take a look, and their faces were equally ugly, and they were all filled with righteous indignation!

"I just said that the Wen family had to fight and kill before, how could they take out the food generously all of a sudden! So shameless! ”

"How can you eat this thing! The old flower family is simply too deceitful! ”

"This looks like it's more than fifty pounds, is it all this thing?" A man stomped his feet angrily, "Let's go, let's go and help Miss Qingyan get justice!" ”

Purpura that pigs eat?

Hua Qingyan didn't understand on the side, what kind of thing is purple pimple? When I stepped forward, I saw that the sack was full of small purple bumps. Hua Qingyan recognized that thing, wasn't it purple potato!

Purple sweet potato has a high nutritional value, and it is on the list of anti-cancer vegetables, which is very popular in modern times, whether it is used as a staple food or as a snack. The moment she saw the purple potato, Hua Qingyan's mind flashed countless snacks about the purple potato, thinking about the sweet taste, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Hua Qingyan stopped the men who wanted to help her fight the grievances, took out a small purple sweet potato and said with a smile, "It's okay, I recognize this thing, and I used to eat it before." ”

Everyone showed suspicious looks, and one of them even said: "Miss Qingyan, this thing is for pigs to eat in our place, how can people eat it!" Miss Qingyan, don't speak for that old flower family! They treat you like this, it's not worth your defense of them! As soon as these words came out, many people agreed.

Hua Qingyan's heart warmed when she heard this, and seeing that everyone's impression of the old Hua family was so poor, her heart was also extremely happy. Although she doesn't have much grudge against the Lao Hua family, the memory of the original owner is still there, and she still remembers what they did to the two children, and she is naturally still resentful in her heart. Regarding the old Hua family's practice of sparing no effort to pull hatred for themselves, Hua Qingyan was also happy to see it.

However, Hua Qingyan behaved very generously at the moment, "I'm not lying, I've really eaten this thing." I'll make something simple for everyone to taste in a moment. ”

Hua Qingyan didn't expect to find purple potatoes after potatoes, and purple potatoes are not recognized by people here, only making pig food! This is simply a tyrannical thing for Hua Qingyan! This purple potato is under Hua Qingyan's eyes, but it represents countless snacks and rolling silver!

Everyone didn't know the value of purple potatoes, this purple pimple could be seen everywhere in the mountains of their village, this thing was quite small, but the color was also pleasing. But in the hearts of the villagers, such brightly colored things are generally not edible. Seeing that the pig did not die, the villagers dug up the purple pimple and fed it to the pig, and they could save some food.

In their hearts, the old Hua family is simply a bad person, giving what the pigs eat to Hua Qingyan and them as rations! Hua Qi's kung fu behind his mouth is simply disgusting. That Wen is even more rotten! Everyone rejoiced, fortunately they looked at the rations, if it weren't for Wang Laosan today, I don't know what the two girls would have been bullied by the old flower family!

However, when they heard Hua Qingyan say that the purple pimple was made for them to eat, in addition to the diaphragm in their hearts, they also had a trace of expectation. After all, Hua Qingyan is the one who makes the ornamental flower balls into dishes! Everyone has an inexplicable trust in Hua Qingyan, and always feels that anything in her hands can definitely turn decay into magic!

Everyone continued to help Hua Qingyan tidy up the wasteland in the field, but they were looking forward to the good things in Hua Qingyan's mouth, and their eyes fell on the direction of Hua Qingyan's yard from time to time, looking forward to it.

In the kitchen, Hua Qingyan looked at the bag full of purple potatoes and smiled, but Bi'er was a little worried: "Sister, haven't we never eaten this pimple before?" What are you going to make it out of to eat? Can you really eat it? "It's not that she's worried about eating the dead, anyway, she was born as a maid and it doesn't matter what she eats, but Hua Qingyan and her two children have been wronged for so long, and they still have to eat this kind of pig food, Bi'er feels sad when she thinks about it. Before leaving, Madame told her to take care of the young lady and them, but looking at the situation now, her young lady has been reduced to eating pig food so happy!

Hua Qingyan didn't know that Bi'er had so many thoughts in an instant, and she was now full of satisfaction thinking about what to make these purple potatoes, countless dim sum recipes flashed in her mind, and finally Hua Qingyan chose one of them.

She wants to make purple sweet potato cold cake!

The method of purple sweet potato cold cake is very simple, and it can be well controlled in this environment without an oven in ancient times. And purple sweet potato cold cake is a summer cold point, cool and delicious, although it is cooler in this season, but there is no more suitable for those men who have been busy in the field for a day. Purple sweet potato cake with a cup of cool mint tea can definitely dilute all the fatigue of the day.

Hua Qingyan listed the ingredients one by one in her mind, but now, except for purple potatoes and glutinous rice wheat starch, there was nothing else sticky rice flour, caster sugar, and milk. Hua Qingyan looked at the only ingredients that had been placed on the board by her, and smiled, she already had a plan in her heart, even if she lacked materials, she could make purple sweet potato cakes!

Shen and Zhou Xiaoyan didn't leave, and watched Hua Qingyan with Bi'er take out a dozen purple potatoes, peel them and cut them into pieces, put them in a bowl, and then went to get a pot and put water. Bi'er saw that she was a little too busy, so she hurriedly stepped forward and took the pot in her hand, "I'll come, I'll come, sister, you tell me what to do." ”

"Then you pour water into it, then boil it and add purple potatoes, oh, it's this purple bump!" Hua Qingyan said with a smile, "Be sure to boil the purple potatoes until they are soft and rotten before getting them out." After she finished speaking, Bi'er was already quick to get started, and the action was so fast that she was afraid that Hua Qingyan would rob her of her job.

When Shen and Zhou Xiaoyan saw Bi'er stepping forward to help, they were naturally not far behind, and they all asked Hua Qingyan for work. Hua Qingyan didn't refuse their kindness, and asked them to help steam the glutinous rice. After waiting for the two things to be ready, Hua Qingyan picked out a square box from the cabinet on the side for a long time, selected a square box, and then smeared a thin layer of vegetable oil on the inner wall. Then mix the glutinous rice and starch together and spread them into the box, smooth them with a spoon, then put in the pureed purple potatoes, and then use a spoon to flatten them, and then spread a layer of glutinous rice.

Because purple potatoes don't have much sweetness, and Hua Qingyan doesn't have caster sugar at home, when seasoning, Hua Qingyan thought of the peaches sent by Zhou Xiaoyan. Peaches are not peaches so they can be put in, and they are still a little hard. Hua Qingyan took two peaches, peeled them and cut them into small cubes, then sprinkled them on top of the glutinous rice layer, and finally spread a layer of purple potato puree on top.

After doing this, the purple sweet potato cold cake is almost ready. Under normal circumstances, if you do it at home, you have to put it in the refrigerator to freeze it, but now there is no such condition at all, so Hua Qingyan took a basket and put the box up, and then hung it in the well. The temperature in the well is much lower, and many of the meat that cannot be eaten in the farmhouse is kept fresh in this way.

The three of them in the kitchen looked at the cold cake in Hua Qingyan's hands that was gradually taking shape, and they couldn't help but smack their tongues. They all felt that Hua Qingyan's hands were slender and fair-skinned, and they seemed to have a special ability, and the things that could be seen everywhere in the farmhouse were refined and beautiful after her time!

After working together to clean up the kitchen, a few people sat in the yard and chatted, but the two children couldn't help but run to the well curiously to look inside, and the greedy little appearance made a few adults laugh. In the past few days, because of the good food, the little faces of the two children have become a lot rounder, and they have also put on the ready-to-wear clothes that Hua Qingyan bought for them when she went to the big market before. Xiao Wuwu's clothes are royal blue, although they are common clothes and pants in the countryside, but they are especially radiant with that delicate little face. And Xi'er is even more beautiful, the little pink skirt is lined with water, the cheeks are excited to float two tanned flowers, and the head is tied with two small bags by Hua Qingyan, with the head rope of the little white flower, floating around with the slight breeze, shaking people are full of love for her.

"Mother, when will I be able to eat the cake!" Seeing that everyone was laughing at them, Xiao Wuwu and Xi'er simply ran over and grabbed Hua Qingyan's knees, looking up at her, their big eyes full of longing.

They've never seen a pastry like this! Just like the cake that his mother gave him before, it must be very delicious!

Hua Qingyan looked at the sun, the sun that was originally above her head had already tilted to the west, and she couldn't help but smile: "You can eat it, I'll take it out." ”

Hearing this, several people were overjoyed, their eyes were shining, and they followed behind Hua Qingyan, wanting to be the first to taste this pastry and see what kind of delicious purple pimple was!