The next day, it was still dark.

Wen Mingtang, Ah Bing, and Tang Yuan had already gone to the kitchen to start preparing morning food.

After ironing the utensils like yesterday, when Wen Mingtang put the washed and soaked soybeans into graphite and began to instruct Ah Bing to grind soybean milk, the corner of the eye of the glutinous rice balls arranging the utensils on the side caught a glimpse of the canned seasoning, but he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Master Wen, when I left last night, I also deliberately looked at the canned sugar, and it was clear that it was still half full, but now there is only a bottom left!" Tang Yuan picked up the canned candy, handed it to Wen Mingtang to see, and remembered, "I read it before I went back to bed yesterday." ”

Tangyuan is a careful girl and is very organized. On the first day with Wen Mingtang, I knew that before going back to bed, I would check the required materials and ingredients again, and make a mark.

This habit made Wen Mingtang very satisfied.

"It's obviously half full......" As if he was afraid that Wen Mingtang and Ah Bing wouldn't believe him, Tang Yuan was about to cry anxiously, holding the canned candy and gesturing, "I was still here when I watched it yesterday, why is there only a bottom left now?" ”

Looking at the rice balls with red nose and eyes, Wen Mingtang reached out to hug her, patted her shoulder and comforted: "It's okay!" Don't cry! I believe in you! ”

Ah Bing, who was on the side, also took out the handkerchief beside him and handed it to Tang Yuan, saying, "I believe in you too." Master Wen said yesterday that he would make soy milk and sugar cakes, and he would use sugar for these two days. ”

Otherwise, even if the two of them themselves have to use sugar, why not say it earlier? Do you want to wait until the glutinous rice balls are checked and the sugar jar is finished?

"Ji Caimai doesn't live in the yamen, and he usually doesn't come over until after noon!" Tang Yuan flattened his mouth and couldn't help sobbing, "He is the only one in the treasury who has a key." When Ji Cai buys it, the lunch is over, how can I get the sugar? ”

Ah Bing, who said what he said, was really angry, and said, "No! It's so annoying, I'm going to go back and tell my second cousin to ......"

"It's okay!" Wen Mingtang smiled when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to stop Ah Bing, who was about to run to complain.

She looked down at the ground soy milk, and suddenly snorted, and said, "Actually, soy milk is not only sweet and delicious, but also salty!" ”

The crying nose was red, and he opened his mouth instinctively and muttered: "Can soy milk still be salty?" ”

She also ate the soy milk she bought outside, all of which were sweetened and sweetened. This salty soy milk...... Well, to be honest, I haven't heard of it yet.

Wen Mingtang smiled: "Of course, and the taste is quite good!" ”

Unexpectedly...... Can this be? The tears of the red nose were put away, and she just wanted to laugh, but the smile bloomed and collapsed again: "But the sugar cake ......"

"Then don't make sugar cakes," Wen Mingtang looked at the flour he received and said, "Eat fritters." ”

Fritters? What's that? Ah Bing and Tang Yuan were both confused.

Soon, however, the two of them learned what a fritter was.

The slender dough was put into the hot oil pot, countless small bubbles wrapped in the dough in the oil pan, until it slowly floated up, the epidermis was also slightly yellow, with the wooden chopsticks in Wen Mingtang's hand constantly fiddling it over, the dough also fluffy from the original slender one, and then gradually became larger, and the epidermis also changed from slightly yellow to burnt yellow.

"It's not difficult to make dough dough as a stuff, but the difficult thing is to pay attention to the heat of frying and keep rolling it." Wen Mingtang said and handed the chopsticks in his hand to Tang Yuan, and said, "You come!" ”

Tang Yuan is careful and organized, which is the most suitable thing for her to do.

The long fritters in the oil pot were lined up, and with the sound of "stinging and stinging", the fried fritters were scooped up from one side by the rice balls, and Wen Mingtang put a slender dough into the oil pot from the other side.

Scoop up one by one, and wait until the fritters are scooped up one by one, and Ah Bing's soybean milk is also cooked under Wen Mingtang's teaching.

Scooping up a spoonful and looking at the mellow and jade-colored slurry, Ah Bing took a deep breath and said excitedly: "Master Wen, do you see if this is the case?" ”

Wen Mingtang came over to take a look, nodded and praised: "It's well cooked!" After that, he took the bowl, scooped a spoonful into the bowl, and then scooped some sugar out of the sugar jar with only one bottom left, poured it into the bowl and stirred, made a simple bowl of sweet soy milk and handed it to Ah Bing, saying, "You taste it!" ”

Ah Bing picked up the spoon, looked at the mellow soybean milk in front of him, scooped a spoonful and blew it into his mouth.

The soy milk in the mouth did not have the beany smell of the soy milk tasted in the vegetarian day, and the rich and silky bean aroma swept the entire mouth and nose with a slight sweetness.

Ah Bing's eyes couldn't help but widen: This is also too delicious!

Looking at Ah Bing's reaction, Wen Mingtang was very satisfied: the method of soy milk is simpler than fritters, but the key lies in the details, especially the bean smell must be cleaned.

The most important thing to avoid beany gas is to add cold water and pay attention to the heat of boiling soy milk, you need to boil it slowly once, boil out bubbles, and then turn off the heat, wait for the bubbles to dissipate and then slow cook two or three times.

In the end, it's just a bit of a hassle, but it's really not that hard to do!

Seeing that Ah Bing tasted the soy milk, Tang Yuan grabbed a fried dough stick that was not very hot and bit it, and then, his eyes suddenly straightened!

These fritters are crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside, tearing open with a slightly wet tenacity in the mouth. The combination of crispy and soft textures is really special, but it is also addictive.

The glutinous rice balls took a bite to bite, and soon, the fried dough stick in hand was only the bottom.

These fritters look like fried twists, but they taste so rich.

Delicious! Tang Yuan ate the fried dough stick in hand, licked his fingers, and was about to get the second one when he heard Wen Mingtang say: "And keep some stomach, there are other ways to eat this fried dough stick." ”

After that, Wen Mingtang picked up a fritter and threw it into small pieces into a bowl, and then put in a small handful of dried seaweed and dried dried cabbage, and finally threw in the diced pickled cabbage, after everything was ready, Wen Mingtang scooped up a spoonful of soy milk and poured it on.

The fried dough sticks kneaded into small pieces floated on top of the warm jade-colored surface with seaweed and dried shrimp, and Wen Mingtang was drizzled with a circle of sauce, vinegar and chili oil.

The warm jade-like soybean milk mixed with a bowl full of "small ingredients" was pushed in front of Tang Yuan and Ah Bing.

Wen Mingtang looked at the two with a smile: "Have you ever tasted salty soy milk?" ”

Salty ...... Soy milk? Ah Bing and Tang Yuan looked at the bowl full of soy milk in front of them, and couldn't help but be stunned: the bowl of so-called soy milk in front of them was really a bit out of their cognition.

Ah Bing subconsciously looked down at the sweet soy milk he had just drunk, but it was the first time he knew that soy milk could still do this.

This soy milk......

The salty flavor mixed with the mellow and silky bean aroma pours into the nose, and the index finger of the hooker moves.

Another bowl of salted soy milk was placed in front of the two, lest the two of them push back like yesterday, Wen Mingtang smiled: "Is it delicious to taste this salted soy milk?" ”