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 a sesame candy ball. It was so delicious. I want to eat more. Hurry up and wash your hands... Hurry up, let's wash together..."
Not sure if it was because of Chen Dazhuang's impatient urging or because they were attracted by the sweet smell lingering in the air, but 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 maltose into your mouth? Why do you have to be particular about how to eat it?"
Chu Yue said, "Yes, of course, and it is 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 very nervous.
Xia Xiaolan was holding the bamboo stick prepared by Chu Yue. Because she was too nervous, her hand shook and the stick fell to the ground. Fortunately, no one urged her, so she changed it for another one.
There are 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 maltose 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 go around the middle.
At the beginning, Xia Xiaolan was nervous and her movements were not smooth, so the maltose on the bamboo stick kept breaking.
But gradually, she gradually became less nervous and regained the feeling she had when she was a child. She became more and more skilled in turning the bamboo sticks. The pulled maltose was like a silk thread, stretching, winding, stretching again, winding again... putting it in circles. [Picture]
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 a clear texture appeared.
After spinning around for a long time, Xia Xiaolan put the bamboo sticks together and said excitedly to everyone, "Look, has the maltose gotten bigger?"
Everyone was busy watching her movements, no one noticed the size of the maltose, now looking 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 amazement.
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 just said, "I've been eating it this way since I was a child, eating while turning, it tastes really good."
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 several attempts. The malt sugar broke as soon as she pulled it open, leaving a mess on the bamboo skewer.
She just doesn't believe it can't be done!
Tan Rourou became more competitive, her eyes widened, and her hands were fighting left and right.
Lu Yuanbao didn't know how to do it at first, and the malt sugar kept breaking when he was pulling it. But he kept a calm mind and steady hands. He tried slowly several times, controlling his hands not to use too much strength. He took it step by step, and after turning it a while, he was able to make beautiful filaments of sugar.
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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. At the back of the grocery store, Lu Yuanbao and Pei Tianci sat face to face with a small stool between them. On the stool was a small bowl containing the malt sugar that Chu Yue had sent to the city to sell.
On the other side, there is a pile of bamboo sticks.
Lu Yuanbao had previously learned how to make maltose, 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, and his hair was neatly done.
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 for a long time.
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 in the 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 and is not worried at all.
This day was a weekend and also the day scheduled to sell chickens, 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 to greet the guests and 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 and that if they wanted to go to the toilet, they must ask Chu Yue to accompany them.
With Lu Yuanbao around, Chu Yue felt relieved.
She prepared maltose and a kettle with lemon slices. 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 maltose fell off the bamboo skewer and landed in the small bowl.
"Ah..." Pei Tianci let out a soft cry, 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 with 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 are 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 process got better and better.
In the grocery store outside, shouts were heard one after another.
"Where's the chicken? Where's the 20% discount chicken you promised me? You're not kidding, are you?"
"That's right, I've been queuing here for so long, but I haven't seen a single chicken. And they're still talking about reservations or not. They're just trying to trick us into coming here."
"It's so unlucky. I might as well go to the supply and marketing cooperative and queue up to buy pork! Now I can't even see a chicken feather."
"Let's go, let's go... I think we should stop waiting and go back. This is a scam store. There's no chicken! And they're even giving us a 20% discount. Ugh!"
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