What a shortsighted guy, thinking Sun Ligen is a good guy. He will regret it later. Duan Zhenyun takes Su Huaizhou away.
I was still angry when I reached the door.
Duan Zhenyun kicked away a stone not far away.
There was an old lady selling popsicles in a cooler on the side of the road. He bought two and asked, "Would you like some?"
Su Huaizhou said calmly: "I don't want to eat."
"Forget, you never eat these things." Duan Zhenyun took a bite of each one. The popsicle melted in his mouth, leaving a little bit of something similar to cotton wool. He didn't want to eat it and spit it out on the ground.
"What should we do now? This plan didn't work. Sun Ligen kept the recipe so secret. We have no way to deal with it."
"If she really goes to the national competition, it will definitely be published in the newspaper. If your father sees her and recognizes his daughter, you will lose all your status."
This is what annoys Duan Zhenyun the most.
He is not as capable as Sun Ligen, and if it were not for Su Huaizhou's help, he would not have his current social status.
If the Su family found out that Su Huaizhou was not their biological son, he would lose everything and they would not be able to give him any benefits.
Moreover, Duan Zhenyun could not face the fact that Su Huaizhou was no match for Jiang Zao.
"How about we think of a way to break Jiang Zao's hand? Didn't you want to cripple her some time ago?"
Su Huaizhou frowned, his handsome features appearing cold in the shadow of the tree. "I've already said that no one from the Xiao family can be touched."
"If you dare to break her hand, Xiao Shuisheng will cripple both of us."
He had no doubt that Xiao Shuisheng went to the competition that day to warn them.
We must find a way to prevent Xiao Shuisheng from finding any evidence against us.
He ate faster than the popsicle melted, and Duan Zhenyun stuffed the popsicle into his mouth and ate it, his teeth chattering with cold. "What a fucking hassle! How about this, find a few people to help us steal the secret recipe?"
"How was Wang Meili last time?"
Su Huaizhou commented without thinking: "Not very good, stupid as hell, but she is jealous of Jiang Zao, so you can still take advantage of it."
Duan Zhenyun nodded: "Okay, I'll see if there are people around Jiang Zao who hate her. If there are, I'll take advantage of them."
"By the way, if you and Jiang Zao got the wrong child, have you ever thought about going back to check?"
The Jiang family are all his relatives, so he should go back, right?
Su Huaizhou felt bored: "I must be crazy to go back and see those people."
In fact, he had seen it from afar, but when he saw with his own eyes that Liu Chunhua could quarrel with others over a scallion, a head of garlic, or a piece of meat, he didn't want to go back to that home even more.
Duan Zhenyun and Su Huaizhou left under the scorching sun. Inside, Sun Ligen had already had some tea. "Okay, okay. We'll definitely prepare the best banquet possible."
"Director Xu is like this. A typical banquet has two desserts, one savory and one sweet. Desserts include one-piece sesame cakes, lotus cakes, lotus flower cakes, and jujube flower cakes. Savory dishes include pan-fried buns, four-happiness dumplings, helmet dumplings, and siomai.
If you have higher standards, you will need four kinds of snacks, two sweet and two salty.
The four types of pastries require different fillings, different doughs, and different cooking methods. They must be boiled, fried, baked, and pan-fried. Some varieties require two rounds of cooking to mature. For example, fried soft-fried preserved meat is made by mixing glutinous rice flour with dough, wrapping it with red bean paste, and cooking it in an oblong shape. When it is about 70% done, it is removed, coated with sesame seeds, and then deep-fried in oil. It is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a rich sesame aroma.
"There are many details involved here. I wonder what kind you want?" Sun Ligen asked after finishing his introduction.
Xu Facai made his decision without hesitation: "I want four kinds, two sweet and two savory. I don't know which one is better. Apart from the squirrel cakes made by Comrade Jiang, you can take your pick of the rest, or give me some recommendations."
Sun Ligen looked at Jiang Zao, wanting her to take charge of the situation herself.
After learning how to make pastries, Jiang Zao not only learned how to make many kinds of pastries, but also became very good at making cakes.
"Director Xu, it's hot in the summer, so I highly recommend adding a cool dish. I can recommend a few to you, and you can see which one you like."
Xu Facai nodded: "Okay."
There is always a lot to learn about food, and today I have really broadened my horizons.
Jiang Zao thought for a moment and picked out a few to introduce: "I personally recommend almond tofu, lotus seed jelly, and kidney bean rolls.
Kidney bean rolls are made by grinding kidney beans into a paste and spreading it on clean gauze. Then you spread bean paste filling on one side and red fruit filling on the other side, and roll them up into Ruyi rolls. This is a dessert with two flavors, rich in flavor, and fresh, sweet, and delicious.
Lotus seed paste jelly is made with fresh or dried fruits, and tastes sweet and fragrant.
The almond tofu on the market is usually ordered in a large plate, cut into pieces and placed in iced sugar water, but I think this is delicious but not aesthetically pleasing.
I usually pour the cooked tofu into plates, customize them one by one, and then place patterns on the surface of the tofu after it cools down.
Use preserved fruit and Beijing cakes to create landscape or animal shapes. Pour chilled syrup into a soup bowl and slide the patterned tofu from the plate into the bowl. The concentrated syrup in the bowl will lift the patterned tofu. This cold dish is both visually pleasing and refreshing.
Listening to Jiang Zao's introduction, Xu Facai seemed to have seen a series of exquisite pastries presented in front of him. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "I want to eat it now."
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