Chapter 253: Bah! There is no chicken at all!

Chen Dazhuang was already waiting by the sink. He licked the sesame seeds on his lips and urged, "Hurry up, wash your hands. I just ate some sesame candy balls. They were so delicious. I want to eat more. Hurry up and wash your hands... Hurry up, let's wash together..."

Perhaps influenced by Chen Dazhuang's impatient urging, or attracted by the lingering sweetness in the air, Lu Yuanbao and Tan Rourou also became impatient and washed their hands much faster.

After a while, a group of people gathered together.

The person surrounded in the middle was not Chu Yue, but Xia Xiaolan.

Chen Fengying rubbed her hands and said, "Isn't it just putting malt sugar in your mouth? Why do you have to be so particular about how to eat it?"

Chu Yue said, "Yes, of course, and it's very important."

Lu Yuanbao, Chen Dazhuang, and Tan Rourou all stared with wide eyes, swallowing their saliva from time to time, which made Xia Xiaolan nervous.

Xia Xiaolan was holding the bamboo sticks prepared by Chu Yue. Because she was too nervous, her hand shook and the bamboo sticks fell to the ground. Fortunately, no one urged her, so she changed another one.

Two bamboo sticks in the left hand and two bamboo sticks in the right hand.

Use the tip of a bamboo stick to pick up a small portion of malt sugar from the enamel basin. It's a small ball, about the size of a peanut.

Then make a circle with your left hand and a circle with your right hand. You can also separate the two bamboo sticks in one hand and pass them through the middle.

At the beginning, Xia Xiaolan was nervous and her movements were not smooth, so the malt sugar on the bamboo stick kept breaking.

But gradually, she gradually calmed down and regained the feeling of her childhood. She became more and more skilled in turning the bamboo stick. The pulled malt sugar was like a silk thread, stretching, winding, stretching again, winding again...round and round. [Image]

The golden color of the malt sugar gradually fades as it rotates in circles, and it takes on a shiny silver color, just like a winding silver thread.

The syrup was soft at first, but gradually developed a clear texture.

After spinning around like this for a long time, Xia Xiaolan put the bamboo sticks together and excitedly said to everyone, "Look, has the maltose gotten bigger?"

Everyone was so focused on watching her movements that no one noticed the size of the maltose. Now that they looked at it carefully—

"It's getting bigger and bigger. At first it was only the size of a peanut, but now it's the size of a walnut." Chen Fengying said in surprise.

Because air enters the maltose during the process of pulling and rotating it, the volume of the maltose will increase.

Xia Xiaolan didn't know the principle behind it, but she just said, "I've been eating it this way since I was a child, turning it while eating, it's really delicious."

In this way, the three children sat in a row on the stools, holding bamboo sticks in their hands, turning the bamboo sticks in circles.

Chen Dazhuang was anxious and clumsy. After spinning the malt sugar a few times, it almost fell off the bamboo stick. In a fit of anger, he simply stuffed it all into his mouth. He was going to eat it anyway, whether he ate it forward or backward, so he might as well eat it early.

Tan Rourou was not very good at handicrafts. Her hands were as clumsy as Chen Dazhuang's. She couldn't make it into a circle after trying several times. The malt sugar broke as soon as she pulled it apart, leaving a mess on the bamboo stick.

She just doesn't believe it can't be done!

Tan Rourou became more and more competitive, her eyes wide open, and her hands were fighting left and right as if she was in a fight.

Lu Yuanbao didn't know how to do it at first, and the malt sugar kept breaking when he pulled it. But he kept a calm mind and steady hands. He tried it slowly several times, controlling his hands not to use too much strength, and taking it step by step. After turning it a little bit, he was able to turn out beautiful sugar threads.

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"Yes, that's it... Slow down, slow down... Don't be impatient... Let's take it slow..."

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend. Lu Yuanbao and Pei Tianci were sitting face to face at the back of the grocery store. There was a small stool between them, and on the stool was a small bowl. In the bowl was the malt sugar that Chu Yue had sent to the city to sell.

On the other side, there was a pile of bamboo sticks.

Lu Yuanbao had previously learned how to make malt sugar, so he patiently taught Pei Tianci.

Pei Tianci finally stopped wearing overalls today and changed into a more casual outfit. He still looked like a clean and noble young master, with his hair done meticulously.

Pei Hanchuan sent him to the grocery store early in the morning. Pei Tianci had been looking forward to playing with Lu Yuanbao on the weekend.

In the past, Pei Hanchuan would always stay by Pei Tianci's side, watching him play and playing with him, but today Pei Tianci seemed to be very busy. He hugged Pei Tianci and gave him to Chu Yue, kissed him on the forehead and said.

"Tianci, don't worry and have fun here. Your uncle will pick you up this afternoon."

What a reassuring parent! Not only Pei Hanchuan is carefree, but Pei Mingzhu is just as carefree. She leaves her precious "son" with Chu Yue without any worries at all.

It was a weekend and the day scheduled to sell chicken, so the store was extremely busy. The small space was packed with people, all coming for the 20% off chicken.

Chu Yue and Ye Zhaodi were too busy entertaining the guests to take care of the children, so they asked Lu Yuanbao to take Pei Tianci to play at the back door and told them not to talk to strangers. If they wanted to go to the toilet, they had to ask Chu Yue to accompany them.

With Lu Yuanbao around, Chu Yue felt relieved.

She prepared malt sugar and a kettle with lemon slices in it. The sweet candy and the sour and refreshing lemonade were the best combination.

Under Lu Yuanbao's careful instruction, Pei Tianci held the bamboo sticks in both hands, bit by bit, slowly, slowly...

But, snap!

The malt sugar fell off the bamboo skewer and landed in the small bowl.

"Ah..." Pei Tianci let out a soft cry of surprise, his little face looking lonely.

Lu Yuanbao encouraged, "It's okay, it's like this at the beginning. As long as you learn slowly, you will be able to learn it."

"Is it the same for Brother Yuanbao?" Pei Tianci raised his head and asked curiously.

Lu Yuanbao hesitated for a moment, then looked at Pei Tianci and said, "...Yeah, I dropped it several times too. As long as it doesn't fall to the ground, it doesn't matter. Let's try again."

(Chen Dazhuang: You're talking nonsense. You obviously learned it in no time.)

Pei Tianci quickly put away his disappointed expression, picked up the bamboo stick again, and turned it little by little.

This time, Lu Yuanbao was afraid that Pei Tianci would be disappointed, so he simply held his hands and taught him how to do it step by step. He taught him to hold the bamboo stick, control the strength, and pull out long sugar threads, and the more he did, the better it got.

In the grocery store outside, shouts were heard one after another.

"Where's the chicken? Where's the 20% off chicken you promised me? Is this a scam?"

"That's right, I've been queuing here for so long, but I haven't seen a single chicken. They're still talking about reservations and all that, and they're just trying to trick us into coming here."

"This is so unlucky! I might as well go to the supply and marketing cooperative and queue up to buy pork! Now I haven't even seen a single chicken feather."

"Let's go, let's go... I think we should stop waiting and go back. This place is a scam. There's no chicken at all! And they're even giving us a 20% discount. Ugh!"