Chapter 94: Waterfall Mochi
With the help of Yan Changxia and Yan Xingxuan, the rich aunts couldn't even put their hands in.
Simply, they also let go and chatted with Aunt Yu.
Xiao Nianzhi didn't want to move too many stoves, but after finding that some were not enough, she was going to move another one later.
The mochi will be ready to cook quickly, but the sweet soup with the mochi is not yet cooked!
After the tapioca flour is added to the milk, it needs to be stirred constantly to prevent the pan from sticking, and the sugar is put in with the tapioca flour.
In fact, if there is condensed milk at this time, add it, the taste will be stronger, and at the same time, the final mochi will be more viscous and have a better brushing feeling.
However, if you want to make your own condensed milk, you also need maltose as an adjunct, and it is the kind of maltose that is fresh out of the pot and in a soft state.
This means that maltose also needs to be made on site.
It's just that the raw material of maltose is wheat, and it is still the kind of wheat that has a thin sprout.
If you want to make it now, it will definitely be too late.
So, next time, you can prepare yourself in advance in case you need it.
Condensed milk is still relatively durable, and it will not affect the taste if it is made in advance.
The milk pot needs to be stirred constantly, which trips Xiao Nianzhi's hands and feet.
The sweet soup needs to be cooked, but this is simple, Xiao Nianzhi saw Yan Xingxuan come over again, and directly commanded him to go.
Lai Shun wanted to help, but he served the prince's daily life, but he never went to the kitchen, and he couldn't tell what was there, so he asked him to get brown sugar, and he went around the seasoning area for most of the day, and he didn't see which jar was filled with brown sugar.
In the end, Yan Xingxuan went on it himself, probably because he felt that Laishun was a bit in the way, and he sent people out.
Laishun:.
Wronged, dare not say.
The sweet soup base of waterfall mochi can be simple brown sugar water, which is relatively popular.
Of course, if you like other flavors or fruits, you can also squeeze them into juice, stir them with milk, and then use them as a base for sweet soup.
It was raining today, and the fruits in the garden were not easy to pick, and Xiao Nianzhi didn't want to be too troublesome, so he directly asked Yan Xingxuan to cook brown sugar water.
Secret red beans, Xiao Nianzhi has some more.
It's just that there aren't many of them, so she's going to steam some more, and then put them in jars, and they can be used for a while.
Later, if a student comes to eat, you can use it as well.
Probably because of the rainy day, as soon as dinner time passes, there are no students in the cafeteria, and I guess everyone is not willing to toss out, right?
When the tapioca flour and milk are completely fused, and after high temperature, they slowly become sticky and soft and glutinous, and they can be cooked.
What is the best degree of blending, this needs to look at the feel, one is how the resistance is when stirring, and the other is to directly pick up a section to see the drawing effect.
The effect of being able to pull up silky and a little heavy silk, as if a waterfall falling from the sky, is the best!
Brown sugar water is easy to boil, brown sugar is boiled, and the water is boiled.
Yan Xingxuan picked up the pot of brown sugar water in time and put it aside, and at the same time reminded in a loud voice: "Miss Xiao, it's okay here." ”
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the pot under Xiao Nianweaving's hand.
At this time, the mochi that has been cooked, under Xiao Nianzhi's hands, has a milky white color, an attractive fragrance, and between the slight turn of the spoon, people can clearly see that it is soft and silky.
Yan Xingxuan swallowed his saliva quietly.
Xiao Nianzhi brought the pot to the side and responded at the same time: "Okay." ”
As he spoke, he walked over and put the cooled black sesame seeds into a mortar and pounded them vigorously into a fine powder.
Yan Xingxuan saw that he had a hard job, and immediately leaned over: "Miss Xiao, do you want me to come?" ”
Xiao Nianzhi didn't stop him, and after giving him the place, he said one more sentence: "It's almost done, just add a little brown sugar and mash it." ”
Several people cooperated, and the speed was still very fast.
Except for the red beans, which are hard and difficult to cook, all other ingredients have been prepared.
Xiao Nianweaving took the bowl and poured the boiled brown sugar water into it, and each bowl only poured six to seven points full.
There are not many people now, just a few Xiao Nianweaving, plus two aunts.
For the time being, no students came, so Xiao Nianzhi only poured eight bowls.
Then pick up the boiled mochi neatly with a spoon, draw the wire, tear it off, and then put it in a bowl of brown sugar water.
Xiao Nianzhi's movements are really as smooth as flowing water, and there is no feeling of stuckness.
In her hands, the mochi seems to have really become a controllable waterfall, and she can break it directly wherever she wants.
Once the mochi is laid, scoop a small spoonful of the secret red beans and place them on top of the mochi, and finally add another spoonful of black sesame brown sugar powder on one side of the bowl.
Yan Xingxuan almost held his breath and watched Xiao Nianzhi's operation.
The brown sugar water with a faint sweet fragrance slowly wraps the pure white mochi like snow, and the soft and sweet red beans are slightly embellished on it.
It seems to be in the snow, and the red plums are blooming one after another.
A little black sesame brown sugar powder on the side of the bowl seems to be a casual splash of ink and painting Danqing by tourists, and there is only a corner of the world, which can glimpse the meaning of the whole winter.
Yan Xingxuan couldn't help but clapped his hands and admired: "This is good!" ”
Hearing him excitedly, Xiao Nianzhi was a little embarrassed.
It's just a little trick, and it's just a time difference.
Before she could say anything, she heard Yan Xingxuan say curiously: "May I ask Miss Xiao, ...... this thing?"
Halfway through the words, I can't think of precise wording, after all, I'm really a scumbag.
couldn't think of it, Yan Xingxuan directly put it up: "What's this called?" ”
Laishun:.
My lord, your bottom, you have to confess everything!
Xiao Nianzhi didn't care, whether he was dragging the text or the vernacular, and nodded at him: "Waterfall mochi." ”
Yan Xingxuan nodded as if he didn't understand after hearing this: "Good name." ”
He also thought that it was called white snow and red plum.
This is already the most elegant name he can think of after exhausting all his knowledge.
He didn't ask, but Yan Changxia was curious: "Sister, why is it called that?" ”
Xiao Nianzhi knew that the opportunity was coming as soon as he heard it, so he took the pot where the mochi was boiling on the side, and picked up a paragraph with a spoon to show the other party: "Look, gently stirring it, it is like a waterfall, falling from the sky." As for the mochi, it was because the material in it was accidentally discovered by my father, and the thing was similar to a yam, but it was not the same. At first, my father thought it was a medicinal herb, because it was a little toxic, but later found out that after it was processed, it could obtain a good viscous starch, probably after high temperature, and the toxicity was gone, so my father guessed that this might also be a kind of potato, and I kept calling it potatoes. ”
After finishing speaking, for fear that the two of them would misunderstand, Xiao Nianzhi picked up a bowl first, scooped it and took a bite: "It may be a plant characteristic, after this is cooked, it is really not toxic, I have eaten it before, this time I came to the capital, and I brought some over, but my father also found it by accident, and there are not many of them." ”
Now it's one meal, one less.
Whether there is one in the future depends on whether you can find a new cassava!
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