After Being Divorced, I Led My Maternal Family to the Pinnacle of Success.

Ye Caiping opened her eyes, only to find herself a discarded wife, cast out after being divorced. To make matters worse, her sister-in-law back at her maiden home was sharpening her knives, ready t...

Chapter 150 Coconut Milk Sago

Chapter 150 Coconut Milk Sago

When Ye Caiping returned home, she saw Old Mrs. Ye and Xiaoyan sewing shoe soles.

"Where are Jin'er and Huan'er?" Ye Caiping walked over to them.

"I was tired after working in the workshop this morning. I went back to my room to rest after dinner." Old Mrs. Ye said, "What's that in your hand? Why did you buy the cloth?"

"For Xiaoyan."

Ye Caiping put the cotton and coarse cloth in her hand into Yang Xiaoyan's hand and said, "Use these few feet of cloth to make two sets of clothes."

Now everyone in the family wears nice clothes.

Even his coarse cotton shirt was new.

Most of Yang Xiaoyan's clothes were patched. Only one set of clothes was in good condition, but it had been washed so much that it turned white.

"For me?" Yang Xiaoyan was confused.

"Yes. Everyone who works here will have two sets of clothes. There will be some in the workshop in the future. This is for you. You are a grown-up girl now, so you should dress better. Hasn't Second Aunt been keeping an eye on you?"

Yang Xiaoyan's face flushed, she felt embarrassed and touched: "Thank you, auntie."

Ye Caiping smiled and said, "Mom, do you have any dried cassava at home?"

"Yes. Last time when the family split up, your elder brother and second brother gave you some, about 50 to 60 kilograms! Do you want to eat cassava? I'll make some right now and steam it for you tonight."

"No, I'm going to grind some cassava flour."

"Can cassava be ground into flour?" Old Mrs. Ye was stunned.

"Of course. Tapioca flour has many uses! I'll make you some coconut milk sago tomorrow."

Old Mrs. Ye and Yang Xiaoyan looked at each other.

Mrs. Ye: "What is coconut milk?"

Yang Xiaoyan: "What is sago?"

"I'll do it right away." Ye Caiping smiled.

Old Mrs. Ye took more than ten pounds of dried cassava from the kitchen and gave it to her.

Ye Caiping was grinding on the stone mill in the courtyard, while Yang Xiaoyan was adding water. Next comes filtration and sedimentation.

The next morning, the tapioca was dry.

Ye Caiping went to the system and bought five boxes of canned coconut milk. At noon, the family finally had the coconut milk sago.

"This smells so good..." Ye Jin'er widened her eyes, "What are these? They're delicious!"

"This is sago, made with tapioca flour." Ye Caiping also took a bite and found it very good. It is indeed the king of ingredients in the dessert world.

"Mom knows so many things." Ye Jin'er said, "Should we sell this too?"

Ye Caiping smiled and said, "You can't chew too much. We'll talk about it later."

She knows a lot of things, but since she is going to do a project, she will focus on it. Just like her current Hu La Tang workshop, if she wants to do something, she should do it in one go instead of doing it here and there.

Other businesses and transactions will be discussed after the workshop is on track.

Old Mrs. Ye and Old Man Ye drank the sweet sago with smiles on their faces.

Ye Caiping scooped out two large bowls and asked Jin'er and Huan'er to deliver them to Ye Daquan and Erquan's family.

"Oh, what's that smell so good?" Mrs. Zhao came in, twisting her waist.

Ye Caiping asked, "Just finished dinner? Why is Auntie here?"

Mrs. Zhao frowned and asked, "When will your workshop ship the goods?"

"It will come naturally when it's time to come out."

"I heard that you have a warehouse full of material bags, but you just can't sell them. People say that your workshop is about to go out of business."

Ye Caiping said unhappily, "Who told you that?"

"Liu Decai!"

"Liu Decai?" She almost forgot about this person. Ye Caiping laughed even more: "Liu Decai is not working in the workshop, what does he know? Auntie, don't listen to the nonsense of outsiders. Or does your Shuisheng not want to work for me anymore?"

Mrs. Zhao's face changed: "No! My Shuisheng is doing a good job, you are not allowed to fire him."

"That's fine. Just do your best." Ye Caiping picked up the lunch box on the table, "I have to go out for something. If you have nothing else to do, please go back first!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Old Mrs. Ye originally wanted to scoop a bowl of sago for Mrs. Zhao, but when she heard Mrs. Zhao keep saying "the workshop is no longer in business", she gave up the scoop.

Shunkelou——

Shen Manman sat by the window in the second-floor box, staring at the river view outside in a daze.

"Miss Shen, today's dish is stewed pear with rock sugar." Shopkeeper Chi personally brought a bowl of dessert.

Shen Manman nodded coldly, and Shopkeeper Chi left.

She took off the lid, scooped a sip of the sugar water and drank only half of it before putting down the spoon.

She has lived a life of luxury since childhood and has tasted all the delicacies in the world. No matter what I eat, it feels normal.

I come out to drink a cup of sugar water every day, one reason is to sweeten my mouth, the other is to go out for a walk and relieve my worries. It just so happens that the river view here is nice, so we drink here.

"Miss Shen." There was a knock on the door.

Xiao Qiu quickly opened the door: "Boss, what's up?"

"Miss Shen has been patronizing our store for some time, so we specially sent Miss Shen a dessert."

As he said this, Shopkeeper Chi smiled and placed a white porcelain cup in front of Shen Manman.

Shen Manman frowned slightly. She was not hungry. Drinking the snow pear syrup was enough and she had no desire to eat anymore.

But when the bowl of dessert was placed in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

A special sweet smell rushed into my nose. I looked down and saw bright red raspberries on the snow-white soup.

"Is this milk?" Shen Manman was a little surprised, "But the fragrance... doesn't smell like milk."

How could Shopkeeper Chi answer this? Besides, how could their store have something as precious as milk?

He touched his nose and said with an awkward smile: "Miss, please try it quickly. I will take my leave first."

Shopkeeper Chi left quickly and closed the door.

Master Shen Manman and her servant looked at the dessert in front of them in bewilderment.

"Is this milk... raspberry sweet soup?" Xiao Qiu said with a smile, "It smells really good. Try it, young lady."

Shen Manman gently scooped a sip, then her eyes lit up slightly: “It’s not milk.”

The milk has a dense texture, while the soup is extremely refreshing and has a herbal aroma.

In the second bite, Shen Manman ate the sago underneath, which was soft and tender.

The third bite, sago paired with raspberries, is sour and sweet, which whets your appetite.

Shen Manman had finished eating without realizing it.

Xiao Qiu was already drooling over the sight: "Miss, is it delicious? Slurp..."

Shen Manman glared at her: “Wipe your saliva.”

Xiao Qiu wiped her saliva obediently and said, "I'll ask the shopkeeper what kind of milk this is. It smells so good."

After saying that, he ran out in a flash.

Not long after, Shopkeeper Chi followed her over and asked, "Miss Shen, are you looking for me?"

"If this isn't milk, what is it?" Shen Manman asked.

"That... you'll have to ask my cook, haha!"

Shen Manman's elegant eyebrows raised slightly, today's incident was very unusual.

She had already tasted the quality of his chef and it was obvious that the food he cooked today was not cooked by his chef.

Shen Manman said: “No need.”

Xiaoqiu said: "Miss, let's take another portion home!" She wanted to eat!

Shen Manman nodded and looked at Shopkeeper Chi.

Shopkeeper Chi looked embarrassed: "Everything else is fine, but take-out... I'm afraid it's not a good idea."

Xiao Qiu: “Why?”

Seeing the shopkeeper’s embarrassment, Shen Manman sighed softly, “Shopkeeper, please invite your cook up here, and I’ll ask.”

Shopkeeper Chi felt as if he had been granted amnesty and quickly turned around and left.

After a while, he came back with Ye Caiping.