Although it is a three-day running water feast, there are very few people who can actually eat it for three days. After watching the farce on the first day, the people in the town and the city never came again, anyway, the gift was given, and the banquet was eaten, so naturally there was no reason to come again. Of course, after watching a play, those who originally wanted to tie up the old flower family also temporarily rested.

Before we figure out how this character is, it is better to have less contact with it.

"I heard that the old flower family is making trouble again."

Because of the kidnapping, the Zhou family is more cautious about Zhou Xiaoyan, after all, she is a big girl who has not yet married, if something happens, there is no place to cry. However, thanks to Zhou Yao's blessing recently, her sister-in-law was so busy that her care for her was relaxed, and she finally seized the opportunity, Zhou Xiaoyan ran out, and she had nowhere else to go, so she naturally went straight to the Hua family in the north of the village.

The Zhou family is close to the old man's house, and when the old man's family quarrels, it can be taken away, so the people nearby can hear it clearly.

"Then Huaxi said that if it is not for Liu Yingfeng to marry!" Zhou Xiaoyan leaned into Hua Qingyan's ear, looked left and right and saw that no one came over, and whispered, "That Huaxi also gave her body to Liu Yingfeng!" What a shame! ”

Hua Qingyan's hand paused, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Of course Huaxi said it herself." Zhou Xiaoyan said with a disgusted face, "I used to think that Huaxi was a little more vain, but I didn't expect to be able to do this." Zhou Xiaoyan smacked her tongue, this person can never be underestimated, you will never know where the limits of people are.

Hua Qingyan is not interested in Lao Hua's family affairs, and she is not the woman in Huaxi. If Zhou Xiaoyan told herself about Hua Qi, maybe Hua Qingyan would listen to it.

"In the future, you should also pay attention, that Huaxi is not a person from us, you should have less contact with them." Hua Qingyan patted Zhou Xiaoyan's shoulder. In fact, if you change generations, Zhou Xiaoyan is a generation higher than Hua Qingyan, but Hua Qingyan and Zhou Xiaoyan get along freely, and there is a faint momentum of Hua Qingyan.

Zhou Xiaoyan knew that Hua Qingyan didn't like the old Hua family, so she nodded and agreed. She looked around, the utilization rate of Hua Qingyan's kitchen has been very high recently, and the ingredients for making dim sum have piled up into a hill, and there are a lot of dim sums made. Hua Qingyan asked Zhou Xiaoyan to take a food box, and took some of each one back to the Zhou family to taste. However, Zhou Xiaoyan was attracted by the movements in Hua Qingyan's hands.

"Qingyan, what are you doing here?"

"I'm boiling sugar."

There was a big pot on the stove in front of Hua Qingyan, this pot was newly brought and had not been used yet. After Hua Qingyan gave the oil, she put the more than a dozen catties of maltose she bought into the cauldron at one time and began to boil. Under the high temperature, the hard maltose has turned into sugar water, and Hua Qingyan is stirring clockwise with a spatula. The viscous syrup exuded an incomparably sweet taste, and Zhou Xiaoyan couldn't help but shrug her nose and asked, she was a little greedy.

Sugar is still a luxury in this era, and few people like this kind of farmer will buy so much and come back, and they will only buy some back during the New Year.

However, Hua Qingyan bought hundreds of catties at one time, and she scared people when she asked Qi Yu to help with the purchase. And there are so many of them that you can't get them all at once. The day before yesterday, Qi Yu just sent a batch, and said that he would send the rest today.

Hua Qingyan bought so much maltose not to eat it herself, but to make fruit candy.

The shop in town was about to open, and she wanted to get some food to store, and this candy was one of them. And I don't know how many times the fruits in Hua Qingyan's space have ripened, although every day she changes her method to make them for the big guy to eat, but she can't count the number of small swords. So Hua Qingyan thought about it, let's take out the fruit to make sugar, and make wine for the rest.

Zhou Xiaoyan's little gluttonous appearance made Hua Qingyan laugh, but the sugar is not good yet, so she can't eat it with her. Hua Qingyan thought for a while, pointed to the wooden basin full of apples on the side and said, "Xiaoyan, help me mash those fruits into juice, and when they are ready, I will give you a jar of fruit candy." ”

"Fruit candy?" Zhou Xiaoyan has never heard of this name, just like she has never heard of any peony jujube mud cake, but although she has never heard of it, Zhou Xiaoyan knows that as long as it is made by Hua Qingyan, it must be delicious! Without saying a word, Zhou Xiaoyan picked up the small mallet and pounded it according to Hua Qingyan's instructions, working very hard.

The apples in the space are large and red, and they are tender and juicy, and the apples in the wooden pot have been peeled and cut into thumb-sized pieces to make the juice more fruitful. This is already the best way Hua Qingyan can come up with, after all, there is no convenient and fast juicer in this place. Moreover, the juice made in this way has a lot of residue and needs to be filtered before it can be used.

Hua Qingyan tested the viscosity and felt that the sugar was almost there, so she asked Zhou Xiaoyan to put the filtered juice into the pot along Hua Qingyan's stirring action, and when the juice went down, the original viscous syrup was diluted a lot, but a sweetness in the air that was richer than before spread, with a strong fruity aroma.

"It's so fragrant, I really want to taste it, can this fruit candy be added to all kinds of fruits?" Zhou Xiaoyan shrugged her nose and couldn't help but imagine that if she put her favorite fruit, then this sugar would be her favorite taste! "I like to eat lychees, and if I like to eat pears, can I make them too?"

"Yes." Hua Qingyan handed the spatula to Zhou Xiaoyan and asked her to stir it for herself, and then went to the cabinet next to her and took several molds and put them on the board. The mold was created by Hua Qingyan before, and there are a lot of collections in the space. In order not to be abrupt, Hua Qingyan went to the blacksmith to fight again. There are round ones, small animal ones, and star ones, each of which is the size of a thumb, making it look very small and cute.

Hua Qingyan brushed a thin layer of butter in the mold, "Okay, it's okay." Hua Qingyan put the mold on the stove, scooped a spoonful of syrup from the pot and slowly poured it into the mold, and when the small holes on the mold were filled, she began to load the next one. Until all ten molds are filled.

Hua Qingyan led Zhou Xiaoyan to put the mold containing the syrup in a ventilated place, and specially laid a bamboo curtain on it in order to avoid falling dust.

"When it cools, the syrup can be taken out."

"Really! That's great! Zhou Xiaoyan couldn't help but look forward to it, and followed behind Hua Qingyan like a child, watching her put the rest of the syrup into the mold again, "Qingyan, are all these sugars to be sold in the shop?" ”

"That's right." Hua Qingyan took out another transparent jar of different sizes from the cabinet, "Sugar is packed in these jars, sold one by one, of course, there are also scattered ones." "The small jar is still Hua Qingyan's own, and Shen Ming hasn't studied it yet, but listening to the news handed over by Shen Ming, they have already found their eyebrows, and it seems that they have started to try to burn it today.

Although spring had begun, the weather was not moderate, and the syrup in the mold was fully formed after an hour. I don't know if it's because the apples are too red, but the sugar also presents a faint pink color, and each one is very cute. Zhou Xiaoyan held her face and looked at the little candy in the mold, and her whole heart was about to ripple.

"Mother, mother!"

The little cannonball rushed towards Hua Qingyan, hugged her legs, and screamed in her mouth, but her eyes fell straight on some candy. Wuwu and Dong Qingqing followed slowly, obviously attracted by the fragrance of candy.

Hua Qingyan rubbed Xi'er's head, and looked at Wuwu and Dong Qingqing again, "Want to eat?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The four heads nodded in unison, and the three children added one more Zhou Xiaoyan.

"Wait a minute, wait for my mother to get the candy out." Hua Qingyan rarely lets Wuwu and Xi'er eat candy on weekdays, after all, there is no dentist at this time, what can I do if I eat too much and have tooth decay, even if the child can change his teeth when he is young, but the toothache is not a disease, and the pain will kill him. Hua Qingyan didn't want her two babies to suffer this kind of torture.

Because of the butter, the candy does not stick to the mold and can be removed by knocking. Hua Qingyan gave everyone a piece of candy, and then put the rest into a small jar. The small transparent jar was full of pale pink candy, not like food, but like a delicate ornament.

In Zhou Xiaoyan's opinion, this candy is already very good-looking and transparent, but in Hua Qingyan's eyes, it is still not perfect. There are many impurities in the sugar, although there is no original flavor mixed with water, so the fruity flavor is very strong, but the taste is a little rustling. However, this is already the best finished product that can be made under limited conditions, so until a good tool is made, it can only be like this.

made good things, Hua Qingyan didn't hide her selfishness, and asked Zhou Xiaoyan to take a big jar and go to the villa and everyone in the field to share some, and if there are children in the family, share a few more. And the remaining apple pomace Hua Qingyan didn't waste it, after all, there was still juice in it that hadn't been squeezed dry.

Hua Qingyan plans to make apple pie.

Hua Qingyan mixed the pomace and cornmeal together and rolled them into thin plate-sized round cakes, and then stacked them layer by layer, each layer was brushed with jam by Hua Qingyan with a small brush. One on the tenth floor, the top layer of jam was sprinkled with pomace, and then took advantage of no one to enter the space and put the apple pie room in the oven. Hua Qingyan made a total of ten, and her oven was so large that she could bake it all at once.

Looking at the time on the dial passing little by little, Hua Qingyan was a little worried, the modern electrical appliances and kitchenware in the space must not be able to be used, but she has a lot of snacks that need an oven, especially pastries. Although it can be steamed, there is still a difference in taste.

Looks like I'm going to have to figure out how to make a simple oven.

Bite!

With a ding, Hua Qingyan put on anti-scalding gloves and turned on the oven, and a burst of rich corn mixed with the aroma of apples came to her face, and Hua Qingyan, who had smelled it many times, couldn't help but take several sips. The apple pie in the oven is already golden brown and looks very appetizing with jam.