Chapter 83 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 83 Is this the scholar...

After leaving Cao Kuo, Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu went to see Wu Sheng. Yu Qinglong took out his drawing and asked Wu Sheng if he could build it. Wu Sheng replied, "I can, but what's the point?"

Yu Qinglong briefly explained the situation to him and then said, "I only need one for now. Changjie, if you have time, please help me get one. I need it urgently."

Wu Sheng said, "Okay, but it will take at least three days. I need to get a suitable mold before I can cast it."

Yu Qinglong turned around and looked at Niu Quan - Niu Quan was the person Cao Kuo arranged to stay with them and be responsible for providing money and providing assistance.

Niu Quan clearly understood that something like this, which had never been made before, required a mold before casting, and he didn't delay. Just as he was about to pay the deposit, Yu Qinglong said, "Master Niu, we'll pay for it ourselves. If it works, we'll make it just like this. If not, I'll keep it for myself."

The government treasury was in a tight spot, and Niu Quan thought it was feasible, so he decided to do so.

Wu Sheng thought that since it was Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu's money, he definitely couldn't accept it. However, Yu Qinglong gave him a look and he understood, so he quickly took the money.

Afterwards, Yu Qinglong went to buy some fatty meat, white flour, white sugar, brown sugar, milk and eggs.

He bought eggs because the weather had turned cold, and the chickens at home hadn't laid much, so there weren't many. Egg prices had gone up, from two cents for three to one cent each. Yu Qinglong bought a hundred and had them boxed, adding extra straw to prevent them from breaking on the way home.

As for milk, he originally thought it would be very expensive and difficult to buy, but it was actually cheaper than he thought and quite easy to buy, probably due to the gender structure of this world.

My brother can't produce milk after giving birth, so after the baby is born, he or she either has to hire a wet nurse or drink cow's milk or goat's milk. There are also vendors in town who specialize in selling dairy milk and goat's milk.

However, the "milk cow" here refers to yellow cattle that produce milk, not the black and white kind. The milk sold here is also produced by yellow cattle. These cattle probably don't produce as much milk as dairy cows, but quite a few people still raise them.

Milking the milk now takes time, but it's fresh. Yu Qinglong bought three large jars.

It was called a "big" jar, but in fact it was only as big as the yellow peach canning jar commonly seen today, and three jars only cost fifty cents.

Three jars would be enough for his experiments, and he wouldn't worry about wasting it. It was cold outside, so it wouldn't spoil quickly. If he couldn't use it all, he could drink it himself. Just bring it to a boil over low heat and simmer for a while.

The egg tarts may not be baked for the time being, but he can prepare the egg tart liquid with a relatively good taste in advance and then try to make the egg tart crust.

Seeing that they had a lot of things, Niu Quan sent them back to Xiaxi Village in the carriage that had been sent to pick them up.

It was afternoon when the couple arrived home. Both parents were there, as well as their eldest brother and his wife.

Yu Qinglong watched Fang Wu cooking. His father, who was helping his daughter-in-law and grandson in the kitchen while they slept, asked them, "Mom, Dad, how do you make the crust like a sugar cake, so it's layered?"

Fang Wu smiled and said, "Do you want to eat sugar cakes, Long'er? If you want, mother will make them for you."

Yu Qinglong said: "No, it is necessary to learn it, it is useful."

Zhou Yuehua also laughed: "That means the more layers you use meat oil, the more layers you will make. Why are you asking this? Didn't we say we were going to see the garrison commander today?"

Yu Qinglong said, "That's exactly what happened. Shoucheng and I gave the governor some ideas, and he thought they were feasible, so he agreed to give it a try. We've already bought a bunch of stuff and are planning on making something delicious."

Zhou Yuehua asked worriedly, "Is this possible?"

He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that if the child made the official unhappy, what would happen then?

Fang Shu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Daddy, Long Ge'er is very steady in his work."

Yu Qinglong held a large meat bun in his hand and said, "Why am I so steady? I'm just a stubborn donkey. My husband, you have to hold me back."

"How could he hold you back?" Zhou Yuehua said, "I saw it when you two got married. Shoucheng was just letting you go."

"As for Shoucheng's temper, he's only indulged Long Ge'er in his entire life. My son looks easy to get along with, but he's actually very picky." Fang Wu said with a smile, "Long Ge'er, eat slowly, don't choke."

"I'm starving, Mom. We went to several places this morning." Yu Qinglong took the warm water Fang Shu had mixed for him and gulped down half a bowl. "Finally, I feel better. Mom, Dad, can anyone of you teach me how to make the puff pastry crust later?"

"Sure," Fang Wu said. "Then I'll bake some sugar cakes. They'll be good for you when you're hungry tonight. Your sister-in-law is breastfeeding, so she'll probably be hungry too. Once these are cold, toast them over the fire and they'll be crispy on the outside and soft on the inside."

"It makes me hungry."

Zhou Yuehua said: "When you first get pregnant, it's good to eat more, as the baby will grow faster. But when you are about to give birth, you can't eat too much."

Yu Qinglong nodded: "I understand, Dad."

Soon, the millet porridge on the small stove was ready. This was his sister-in-law's postpartum meal. Add some brown sugar to the porridge, an egg, and a steamed bun with dried wild vegetables and meat, and it was a perfect meal.

Yu Qinglong put the porridge aside to prevent it from drying up, then took out a small iron pot and fried sugar and tea leaves in it.

To be sure, he looked at the fire in the stove before doing this, made sure it was not very strong, and then started frying.

He also asked Fang Shu to take a pen and paper to record how much tea and sugar he used this time.

Fearing failure, he first used three tablespoons of tea leaves and three tablespoons of sugar. After frying them for a while, until they smelled a bit burnt, he poured them into a clay pot.

He added two large bowls of water to the earthenware pot and put it on the stove to start boiling. During this time, he used warm water to make half a bowl of brown sugar water and used this brown sugar water to mix with glutinous rice flour.

At first, he added too little glutinous rice flour, making it sticky, so he added more, little by little, until it formed a dough that was not sticky but easy to shape, and then he rolled it into small balls.

Before I could even make a few, the tea soup started to boil. The aroma of tea wafted out, filling the kitchen with the fragrance of tea, and the meat buns couldn't completely cover it up.

At this time, he added milk and continued to cook.

He was afraid the ratio would be wrong and the drink wouldn't taste good, so he didn't dare add too much at once. He'd add a bowlful, bring it to a boil, cook it for a while, and then taste it to see how strong it was. If it wasn't right, the milky flavor was too weak, he'd add another bowlful and continue cooking. After it boiled, he'd taste it again. If it still wasn't right, still bland, he'd add another bowlful.

This time it felt almost there, but it also seemed like it was still a little off, so I just added the whole jar in.

After adding a jar of milk, the taste of milk tea finally arrived, but it was not sweet enough.

Yu Qinglong added a few more spoonfuls of sugar in batches. When he finally felt it was about right, he took a piece of kitchen gauze and filtered out the milk tea.

Fang Wu and Zhou Yuehua were both surprised. Fang Wu asked, "What does this smell like?"

Yu Qinglong said, "You'll know if you try it. It's delicious."

He poured the filtered milk tea into several bowls and let everyone present taste it.

Zhou Yuehua and Fang Wu seemed a little bit unable to accept it.

Only Fang Shu took it and drank it without hesitation. He took a sip and immediately felt that it was extremely sweet and smooth, with a strong milky flavor and the aroma of tea!

It’s a strange combination, but it tastes so good!

Fang Shu blew on the milk tea and took a few sips: "Father-in-law, mother, please try it. It's very delicious."

Fang Wu and Zhou Yuehua followed suit and tried it. At first, they felt it was a little strange and uncomfortable. But after taking another sip, they found it much better than the first. Another sip revealed it was indeed rich and fragrant.

At this time, Fang Shu had almost finished the bowl.

Yu Qinglong said, "Don't drink too much, or you might not be able to sleep at night."

Fang Shu didn't usually drink tea, only occasionally. But from the look on his face, he knew he really liked the taste.

The two elders also continued to drink. Fang Wu asked, "Brother Long, how did you come up with this idea?"

Yu Qinglong said: "The book said there is such tea in northern Xinjiang, but it is salty. I don't like salty tea, so I thought of trying sweet tea."

Zhou Yuehua said, "It tastes good, but how much does this bowl cost?"

Yu Qinglong continued to roll the brown sugar glutinous rice balls while saying, "I haven't thought about that yet. I need to figure out how much it costs to make one bowl."

He plucked and rubbed a grain. He plucked and rubbed a grain. Zhou Yuehua looked at it and said, "Make it into a strip. After plucking, rub it together and it will be faster."

Yu Qinglong didn't have the skills, mainly because he couldn't pull out the pieces of similar size, so he asked Zhou Yuehua to do the job.

Zhou Yuehua quickly finished kneading the dough, soon producing evenly sized, pea-sized glutinous rice balls. Yu Qinglong boiled them in water and added them directly to the milk tea.

"Try it this time." Yu Qinglong first made a bowl for Fang Shu, "Use a spoon to scoop up the dumplings."

"Mmm, delicious!" Fang Shu said, "It's sticky and a little springy."

“I didn’t expect this thing to be so easy to make.”

Yu Qinglong felt a sense of accomplishment creeping in like a train. He'd thought it would be a hassle, but it wasn't at all. And while the taste was a little different from the ones sold at the milk tea shop, it wasn't drastically different.

Fang Shu said, "It's just that the sugar is a bit more expensive. This tea isn't cheap either, but since I don't use much, it's fine."

He did have to add a lot of sugar, but it was sweet, fragrant, and smooth, and he really thought it tasted great.

Yu Qinglong felt that this was something he could do. Originally, he wasn't particularly sure about it, but now he was truly confident that he could help the government make money in a short period of time.

After dinner, his father went to help his elder brother and sister-in-law take care of the children, and he continued to work in the kitchen.

He asked Fang Shu to organize the recorded ratios and then continue to try making the egg tart liquid.

He found that making the egg tart liquid was easy. Just mix milk and beaten egg liquid together, add an appropriate amount of sugar, stir well, sieve, and steam it. It basically tastes like the egg custard in the egg tart.

He suspected that the milk from the yellow cows was more concentrated than the cow's milk he was used to drinking. Therefore, the milk tea and egg tart liquid seemed to taste quite good, more fragrant than he had expected.

However, when he started making the egg tart crust, he found that he was too happy a little too early.

He didn't have a mold at the moment, so he planned to use the kneaded dough to make a tart crust, then add egg liquid into it and bake it to try.

As for how to bake it, it wasn't difficult. He planned to put the egg tart on the stove and cover it with a bowl to try.

He mainly wanted to know how the tart crust turned out.

Fang Wu told him how to do it.

Roll out the kneaded dough into a large, thin sheet. Brush it with pastry and stack it layer by layer. Roll it out again, add more pastry, and continue folding and rolling.

Yu Qinglong thought this idea was right; the layers of Thousand Layers of Skin seemed to be created that way. The key point was that this thing was very soft, and without a mold to support it, it couldn't hold the egg liquid at all.

And as soon as it was put on the stove, it was covered with a layer of ash before it was cooked.

Everything seemed to be about to succeed except for this one step, and Yu Qinglong suddenly felt depressed.

Fang Shu pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Long Ge'er. Let me find a way for you."

"What do you have in mind?"

"Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Fang Shu ran out and came back a moment later with a stone in his hand. The stone was like a small bowl, concave. He told Yu Qinglong, "Brother Long, put the dough and egg mixture here first. I'll help you bake it later."

Yu Qinglong felt amazing. For the first time, he felt that there was a treasure among Fang Shu's rubbish.

Although the stone was not that smooth and had sharp edges that looked a bit like an oyster shell, he wanted to see the texture of the egg tart crust, not the shape.

So he washed the stone, put the egg tart crust in it, rolled it out a little thinner, and then added the egg tart liquid.

Not long after, Fang Shu returned, bringing the cleaned iron ash rake he had used to scoop out the ash. He asked Yu Qinglong to place the "stone bowl" on top, then held it upside down and placed it in the oven to bake.

...Is this the strength of a scholar?

You know what, it wasn’t long before the smell of egg tarts wafted out of the oven.

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The author has something to say: Fang Shu: Long Ge'er, is it fragrant? [Let me see]

Qinglong: Xiang, Xiang is confused [covering face and laughing and crying]

Fang Shu: I beg you aunts to praise me [sunglasses][laughing][empty bowl][empty bowl]

I'm recommending the pre-collection of "Prince Jinwu in Modern Times". Please collect it [let me see it]

Youwen is the ancient mythical bird, the barefoot golden crow.

He was the youngest of ten brothers. Tens of thousands of years ago, Hou Yi shot his eight older brothers to death, leaving only his eldest brother and him, who was protected by his brothers at the risk of their lives, to survive.

The eldest brother is confined to the sky to illuminate the earth, and he is buried in the mystery of the earth to recuperate his soul.

Now that his souls have been reunited, he can finally kill Houyi to avenge his brothers!

When he opened his eyes, Houyi was gone, his elder brother didn't recognize him, and his Xuanhuo golden body was also gone.

When he can't transform into a human form, he is just an insignificant little cockatoo!

How can such a tragic thing happen in the world?!

Unable to give up her hatred, Yo-wen decides to use love to awaken her older brother, and the two brothers discuss a plan of revenge together!

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Shang Huan is the director of the Special Case Investigation Department. Since taking office, he has seen all kinds of cases, and none of them have been solved perfectly.

Apart from his negative fate, poor health and the possibility of a short life, there is almost nothing wrong with his life.

But he has recently run into a trouble.

Someone reported that a little crazy boy moved into a residential area. He opened the window every day, stretched his neck towards the sun and shouted "Big Brother". No matter how people tried to stop him, he would not listen and was very disturbing to the neighbors.

But every time they called the police, they couldn't find the man, nor his family. The police colleagues were helpless and had to seek help from the Special Cases Office.

Shang Huan was very troubled by this.

His headache was not that he didn't find this "little madman", but that the "little madman" asked him to take him to find his big brother, and only after finding him would he stop disturbing others.

He asked the crazy boy who his elder brother was, and the crazy boy said that his elder brother was the sun in the sky.

Shang Huan: “…”

Although it sounds ridiculous, this little madman is indeed extraordinary. His body temperature is unusually high, and his eyes are as hot as fire, which always makes him feel warm even though he has been afraid of the cold for many years.

Shang Huan decided to keep him by his side to prevent this guy from indiscriminately attacking his neighbors and to help him keep warm.

Later, his cold gradually improved, but his emotional state became increasingly abnormal.

One day, Youwen covered herself with the quilt and said, "But, but we are brothers QQ"

Shang Huan: "We are not blood relatives. We became brothers after my father adopted me tens of thousands of years ago."

Youwen: "You can't do this if we're not related. This is nameless and unrelated. This is called unmediated adultery."

Shang Huan looked at his little lover who kept chattering and pretended to be weak: "Minmin, I'm cold..."

Youwen instantly spread her wings: "Huh? Come here and give me a hug!"

Tens of thousands of years ago, his elder brother used all his divine power to leave him a glimmer of hope. Tens of thousands of years later, he came to protect his elder brother!

The stubborn little donkey has a bad temper. The cute brother of the golden crow bird is

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Dad's pet is black-bellied and gentle, and the sun god is at the top

The age difference can be ten thousand years or nine years.

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