After promising that the borrowed books would be returned in good condition tomorrow, Su Qingluan had an idea and muttered: "As the so-called 'short mouth of eating people's mouth', I will give you some food as a gift first, it's always right!" ”

If you want to ask someone to do something, you can't just use money to smash it - otherwise she and Mu Xingzhi can be regarded as friends no matter what they say, and it will be embarrassing to smash money directly.

In this case, Su Qingluan's cooking skills can come in handy.

Su Qingluan could see from Mu Xingzhi's demeanor that although he had never mentioned it, the demeanor and demeanor that the other party invisibly revealed between sitting and lying down was definitely not something that such a small village could raise.

Mu Xingzhi didn't say anything, and Su Qingluan didn't inquire. She also knew that Mu Xingzhi was aware of her intention not to touch certain topics.

In this way, a layer of tacit understanding between the two is formed, and the window paper does not break each other.

However, pretending not to know is pretending not to know, but now that you want to take out food as a gift to the other party, you can't be too casual.

Su Qingluan knew that Mu Xingzhi was not sweet and sweet, so he planned to make a salty snack.

After choosing for a long time, I want to have a good appearance, but as a person who is not particularly good at pastry, I can't make too many difficult dim sum. What's more, considering the limitations of raw materials and cooking techniques, some pastries that need whipping cream or need to be baked have been brushed down by Su Qingluan.

After thinking about it, Su Qingluan planned to make a lotus crisp, but used salted egg yolk instead of desiccated coconut to make a salty lotus crisp.

Although the taste has changed, the general process of making it remains the same.

Su Qingluan prepared the puff pastry that he had prepared in advance, and went to pick the wild fruits that were originally planned.

This time the fruit was chosen for the right amount of sweetness and sourness – it should not be ripe, easily damaged, and not too green to taste.

Su Qingluan wanted to choose fruits with a ripeness of seven or eight points, the color was ruddy and full, and the acidity was relatively large.

Wild fruit can't be picked in batches like in the orchard. So Su Qingluan had to shuttle between the fruit trees in the mountains and fields to choose suitable fruits.

Fortunately, there are enough wild fruit trees in Huaxi Village, all over the mountains and valleys, although Su Qingluan can only collect a small part by herself, but this small part can fully meet her needs.

I have to say that the skill of collecting is a skill in the bloodline of the Chinese race, whether it is digging wild vegetables or picking wild fruits, it is very interesting.

Even if Su Qingluan knew that she was working, the joy of collecting fruits was easy to indulge in.

So Su Qingluan, who was immersed in the joy of picking wild fruits, didn't notice that someone was following him.

Since he picked a lot of wild fruits today, it was already dark when Su Qingluan came back. In the stove room, Yang was busy, and his younger brothers and sisters were also helping to peel garlic and choose vegetables.

"Daddy, Auntie, Xuanhe Snow Goose, I'm back!" Su Qingluan walked forward quickly, "What are you doing today?" It smells so good! ”

"Today, A-Niang scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, fried shredded meat with peppercorn and dogwood, fried bean sprouts, and ate burritos today!" Su Xueyan reported the name of the dish in general, and said all the ingredients to be eaten.

At this time, the breeze blew the broken hair of Su Xueyan's sideburns and gently brushed the corners of her eyes, and the little girl subconsciously wanted to wipe it with her hands.

Su Xuanhe, who was passing by next to him, was quick and grabbed his sister's hand at once: "I was just crying, why don't you have a long memory?" ”

It turned out that the little girl helped pick the green onions, rubbed her eyes again, and the pair of eyes choked by the green onions turned into rabbit eyes, red and tearful.

As a result, now that the scar is healed, I forgot the pain, and subconsciously wanted to touch the corners of my eyes with my hands. If it weren't for Su Xuanhe grabbing her hand, it is estimated that she would be choked with spicy enough.

Yang walked out of the stove room with the dishes and said with a smile: "Since Erzhuang went to the school, he has become more and more like a brother." ”

When Su Xuanhe heard this, he straightened up very stinkily, and when he saw Su Qingluan coming in with a basket of wild fruits, he threw his sister's hand and leaned over and asked, "Sister, are you picking so many fruits back to eat?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled and quipped: "You can't help but praise it, A-Niang just said that you have the appearance of a brother, and you have become a gluttonous cat again!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted the basket: "This is what I want to give away as fruit sauce, and it is a very important person, so this fruit is not your share for the time being." ”

Hearing this, Yang immediately came over: "Important person? Male or female? Big girl, isn't it who you have a crush on......"

"Ah Niang......" Su Qingluan sighed speechlessly, "It doesn't matter if this person is a man or a woman, old or young, the important thing is that this person is likely to become the God of Wealth in our village." ”

In Yang's confused expression, Su Qingluan didn't intend to explain too much - after all, everything was still unknown now, as long as her jam could be appreciated by the nobles of the capital, she could make the next plan.

The next day, Su Qingluan wanted to make lotus crisp, and she also had to boil the fresh wild fruits that had just been cleaned and drained yesterday into jam, so she simply told Su Guangfu and Yang the night before that she would not go to the water stall today.

Now that the stall is out of the water stall, Su Guangfu and the Yang family are already very skilled, and Su Qingluan's help can make it easier for the two of them, but they can barely support it without her.

What's more, if it's only one day, it's not a big problem.

Although he can be at home, Su Qingluan has too many things to do today, and he doesn't have much time to coax his sister to play.

Fortunately, Su Xueyan has always been more well-behaved, and Su Qingluan asked her to obediently practice calligraphy in the house after breakfast, or go to talk to Sun Guixiang on the other side.

Sun Guixiang is now and Xianhuai, and Uncle Li won't let her go out to work.

However, as a peasant woman who is busy in the fields all day long, she is a little uncomfortable for Sun Guixiang to be idle at home all day, always doing a needle and thread, or washing and washing, and wants to be busy.

However, the old lady of the Li family was afraid that there would be something wrong with the baby in her daughter-in-law's womb, but she didn't let her do anything that was a little heavy. After coming and going, Sun Guixiang felt that she was going to be idle.

Fortunately, Su Xueyan often went over to talk to her. Although the child is only three or four years old, and sometimes he doesn't even know what he is talking about, Sun Guixiang looks at it and likes it very much.

After arranging her sister, Su Qingluan began to work in two ways.

Turn on the fire and sit on the casserole, and pour all the drained wild fruits into the pot in one go.

In an instant, the ruby-like fruit filled most of the casserole.

Su Qingluan didn't turn on the fire very strongly, otherwise if he was not careful, the fruit close to the upper part would be roasted dry and stick to the wall of the pot, and there would be a burnt smell after a long time.

In order to ensure that all the pulp is heated evenly, Su Qingluan controls the heat to the smallest range that can keep the flame relatively constant.

In this way, although the time required to boil has been extended, there is an advantage, that is, Su Qingluan does not have to stare at the casserole and the heat all the time, and there is no need to worry about making the whole pot of flesh boil if he is not careful.

At the same time, she began to take out the puff pastry that had been opened yesterday and make lotus pastry.

The production of lotus cake originally required food coloring, and there was naturally no technology and ruthlessness in this era. But fortunately, there are many natural ingredients that already contain pigments.

So Su Qingluan used spinach juice to make green pigment and beet juice to make red pigment.

Although the natural pigment is not as pure as the industrial food coloring, the dyeing effect is relatively light, but it also happens to make the color of the lotus crisp look very elegant and not vulgar, and the so-called crooked hit is right.

Although the lotus cake looks very elegant, it is not difficult to make Chinese dim sum, and Su Qingluan can handle this dim sum even if she is not a professional pastry chef.

The water oil skin and ghee skin were folded and rolled flat layer by layer, and the gap between the dough was relaxed, so Su Qingluan went to see how the jam on the other side was boiled.

In this way, while relaxing the dough and boiling the jam, Su Qingluan felt as if he was a tool person who punched in on both sides, and he was busy as if he was spinning a top.

When the dough is relaxed for the last time, the jam, which has produced a lot of "gurgling" bubbles due to excessive water, gradually evaporates the water and forms a thicker sauce, and the bubbles change from watery to larger and thicker.

As soon as Su Qingluan saw it, he knew that the heat was almost over, so he first covered the loose dough with a large bowl to prevent the water from evaporating and the skin from drying out.

Then add the sugar and salt prepared in proportion beforehand.

This time, she looked at the jam in the pot for a moment, and only after the sugar and salt were completely melted did Su Qingluan stop stirring, take down the casserole on the stove, sit on the iron pot, and pour in most of the soybean oil.

However, there is no usual beany smell in this soybean oil, on the contrary, due to the long-term soaking of citrus peels such as grapefruit peel and orange peel to absorb peculiar smells, this soybean oil smells faintly aromatic!

Su Qingluan still maintained the minimum heat, and planned to make the lotus crisp first, and this time difference was enough for the half pot of oil to slowly heat up.

At this moment, Su Qingluan heard the sound of knocking on the courtyard door outside.

Su Qingluan wondered in his heart: It stands to reason that most of the villagers in the village are busy going to the fields or going into the town to buy and sell things before noon - especially during this autumn harvest season.

If Sun Guixiang was idle at this time, but she and her own family were already familiar friends, if she hadn't knocked on the firewood door, Sun Guixiang would have pulled her neck and shouted, or pushed the door by herself.

With such a heart, Su Qingluan patted the flour in his hand and turned around to go to the yard to see what was going on.

As a result, the person who came turned out to be a little guy in Xie Zi'an's mansion!

This little guy is very faceless, but Su Qingluan recognized the clothes on his body at once.

What do the people of Xie Mansion have to do when they come from home at this time? Su Qingluan muttered in his heart, but he smiled very kindly and warmly: "This little Langjun is very angry, do you want to come in and drink a cup of coarse tea, and slowly say why you came?" ”

Who knew that the other party not only did not appreciate it, but made a straight face, as if the Su family owed him ten dollars: "I don't dare to call you 'Xiao Langjun', the master is invited, Su Niangzi will go with me." ”

Su Qingluan secretly raised his eyebrows when he heard this: Yo? It seems that the person who came was not good.