After the Foolish Girl Isn't Foolish Anymore, the Old Wen Family's Ancestral Graves Billow with Green Smoke

In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.

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Chapter 352 Egg Tarts

Chapter 352 Egg Tarts

When Brother Han and the others saw the brand new furniture, they started to stutter. They were not very familiar with the place to begin with, and now their words were even harder to understand.

Wen Zhenyi could understand them. It could be seen from their clothes that they had not had a good life in the past.

"Brother Han, you will live here from now on. I'll trouble you to take care of these cows." Wen Zhenyi left the wasteland after saying this.

Brother Han and the others watched her leaving, then looked at the brand new tiled house behind her. For a moment, they didn't know whether they were dreaming or real.

Wen Zhenyi's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

The cows have not yet adapted to the environment here, so we will have to wait a while before we can get milk.

The day before the flower viewing party, wooden boxes made by three neighboring villages were delivered.

Mrs. Wen and the others helped to check it over and only paid after they were sure there were no problems.

The three village chiefs were extremely happy. Now that they had planted sweet potatoes, potatoes, peppers and other vegetables, they were even more hopeful about life.

Wen Zhen started preparing things for the flower viewing party.

Ma Yinghe and the others knew that there would be a lot of things to do for the flower viewing party, so they all went to the bakery to help. "Yi Yi, what are you going to do today?"

"I'm going to make egg tarts, egg yolk dumplings, and Margarita cakes."

When Mrs. Wen heard that they were only making three kinds, she was curious: "Are you only making three kinds today?"

"Three kinds. The egg tarts take up more space, so they'll probably take up three grids. The other three grids can be used to hold the other two small cakes."

"Okay, what to do."

Wen Zhenyi made most of the milk sent by Boss Ke into butter and heavy cream during this period, otherwise he would not be able to make so many things.

However, because the quantity of these things is small, she saves them to make pastries for the flower viewing party, so the price is worth it.

Wen Zhen started by teaching them how to make egg tart crusts.

First, mix the flour, sugar and salt, then add softened butter, and then add appropriate amount of water to knead into a smooth dough, and put it in the ice cellar to relax for two cups of tea.

Take out the relaxed dough, roll it into thin long strips with a rolling pin, and spread butter on it. The method is somewhat similar to making egg yolk puff pastry.

Ma Yinghe watched her make the steps and said, "Yi Yi, why does it look so much like the method of making puff pastry?"

"Mom, it's actually the same method as puff pastry, but this time we add butter."

Mrs. Wen smelled the butter on her hands and said, "Is this what you made with milk?"

"Well, it's made with milk. Otherwise, it really can't be made."

“This tastes quite special.”

"Things made with butter will smell better and taste more fragrant." Wen Zhenyi asked Qin Yue to take out the mold.

These molds were made by children in the school under the guidance of the blacksmith. Although there are flaws, they are already done very well.

She didn't ask the children in the school to make things for nothing, she paid them for them.

This made the children in the school very happy. Even though they felt that blacksmithing was very tiring, they all felt that it was worth it. Not only could they go to school, but they could also earn money to supplement their family income.

Old Man Wen looked at the molds he had taken out and asked, "Are these made by the children in the school?"

Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "Yes! The craftsmanship is not bad."

"Now when I go out, I can hear people saying that this school in our village is a charity hall."

Mrs. Wen looked at her husband and asked, "How did you answer?"

"What's wrong with the charity? I think it's great. Look, these children now have a skill, and we don't have to worry about them starving to death in the future."

Wen Chengwen smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, I think it's great. Sister Shi Hui will also teach the children how to raise pigs. Now the children will go to the pig farm to help when they are free, so we don't have to do too much."

Wen Zhenyi put the finished egg tart crust into the ice cellar to freeze, and began to prepare the egg tart liquid: "Dad, you have to help me light the oven fire."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Wen Zhen started to prepare the egg tart liquid for egg tarts using the milk that Boss Ke had delivered today. Now that he had expanded his breeding, he had a lot more milk.

Wen Zhenyi plans to wait until he has enough beef, then start buying it and open a separate workshop to process beef jerky and hot pot base.

Hot pot base doesn't sell very well in the county town now, but in the north it's a booming business, and all the production is only enough to supply the Song family.

Song Yi originally wanted to expand the store, so he came here several times. However, when he saw that she didn't have enough materials, he could only leave with some regret.

She poured the milk into a pot and heated it, then added sugar and stirred it constantly until the sugar dissolved.

I also asked Old Man Wen to help beat the eggs. When the milk was about the same temperature as my hands, pour it in and stir evenly.

Wen Zhenyi filtered it with gauze to make the egg liquid more delicate.

Old Lady Wen looked at the yellowish liquid curiously: "Is it ready now?"

"Okay, take out the frozen egg tart crust, add 70% egg liquid and put it in the oven."

"It doesn't seem as difficult as I imagined."

"These pastries are not difficult to make, as long as you have enough ingredients." Wen Zhenyi had a lot of extra egg tart crusts, which he put in the ice cellar so he was not worried that they would go bad.

Ma Yinghe looked at the egg tarts that had been made but not yet put into the oven and asked: "What should we do next?"

"We make egg yolk yuan by beating the egg yolk and egg white separately."

Old Man Wen grabbed the job and said, "I'll do it."

Wen Zhenyi told him the required quantity and then added sugar to it.

Qin Yue and he were responsible for beating the egg whites respectively, which left the others with nothing to do for the time being.

Wen Zhenyi didn't intend to let them sit idle, so he simply asked them to make Margarita cookies.

After the eggs are cooked, only the yolks are left. After the egg whites are peeled out, they are not wasted and are sent to the children in the school as a snack.

The egg yolks are sieved and ground into flour. After beating the cornstarch, flour and butter with a whisk, add the egg yolk powder and knead into dough.

Then roll it into long strips, cut it into small pieces and roll it into balls with your hands, put it on a baking tray and flatten the balls with your thumbs to crack the edges, then put it in the oven.

Wen Zhenyi did it once and handed the rest to Ma Yinghe and Old Lady Wen. She ran to check on the egg tarts in the oven.

The surface of the egg tart has some burnt black spots, and the rest is golden yellow.

She took the egg tart out and put it on a rack to cool.

Everyone in the kitchen smelled the aroma and came out to look at the things on the shelf. "It looks quite tempting."