Chapter 057: Hiding Identity
Jiang Yu was amused by her words, his laughter was as clear as jade:
"Then I'll go cut a load and return it to you."
"I'm just kidding!" Seeing that he took it seriously, Su Wan quickly explained with a smile.
After the fire is low, add water to boil sugar. Add white sugar and malt sugar. Don’t add too much, otherwise it will be too sweet and choking.
After that, the cut noodles had to be fried, and Su Yun had to do this step himself.
"Put the noodles in the oil when it's about 50% to 60% hot. Don't overcook them. Just make sure the noodles are cooked through and slightly yellowed. If you overcook them, they won't be soft and will be too hard to eat. It will also be difficult to cut into pieces!"
She said this and Su Yun did as she said. He was able to control the quantity well even on his first try. He was indeed talented in this area.
After taking out the noodles, put them in the syrup, sprinkle with dried fruits and black sesame seeds, and mix them evenly.
The sugar was a bit sticky, and stirring it took quite a bit of effort, so she did it herself.
"When stirring, try to use your strength and hands quickly, and mix it evenly while it's still hot, otherwise the syrup will solidify and affect the taste!"
Su Yun took notes seriously, taking notes as he read and nodding as he listened.
The last step is to shape it. Use a rolling pin to press the shachima into a square shape, and then use a kitchen knife to cut it into small pieces.
"When cutting, the kitchen knife must be kept sharp and the water stains on it must be wiped clean, otherwise it will get stained and it will be difficult to cut.
OK, it’s done, everyone try it, it’s that simple!”
Su Wan cut the shaqima into small pieces and let everyone taste it. The golden shaqima was decorated with black sesame seeds, diced red dates, and raisins. It looked very good and appetizing.
The black sesame seeds are fried and smell particularly fragrant.
The shachima is the softest and sweetest when it is just out of the pot and still hot. It will become a little harder after cooling, but it does not affect it.
Everyone took a piece to taste. It was a little sticky when it came out of the pan, but it smelled delicious.
Su Yun tasted it first. It was different from the mung bean cakes he had eaten before. Although the texture of the mung bean cakes was soft, it was not as rich as this one.
It has just the right sweetness and softness, and the soul lies in the small ingredients inside: the fragrance of cooked sesame seeds, the sour and sweet taste of raisins. The red dates are not particularly sweet, but the dried red dates after removing the core are also very delicious.
Su Yun finished a piece in a few moves and gave a thumbs up.
"It's delicious, much better than mung bean cakes and sesame cakes!"
Su Wan thought, of course, this Shaqima is extremely popular among the people in later generations and is deeply loved by the grassroots people.
It can be called a classic.
"I didn't expect that such simple ingredients and such simple steps could make such a delicious pastry. It's indeed better than mung bean cake!" Su Yi finished eating and made a corresponding comment.
To him, mung bean cakes have a bland taste, a simple texture, and are choking.
In short, nothing is as amazing as Shaqi Ma.
As for Su Chen, he could only say "food will take you around the world", and he was unable to find any fancy words to express it.
Su Wan looked at Jiang Yu. He had already started eating the second piece, proving with his actions that the pastry was good.
But she still wanted to ask:
"Jiang Yu, you are very knowledgeable. What do you think of my cakes?"
Jiang Yu is a big shot in Beijing with a dual identity. He has eaten more delicious food than you have walked.
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at the half piece of shaqima in his hand and began to speak: "As you said, this pastry is very novel, no one has seen it before, and the method is also very unique. It is the first time I have heard of fried pastries. I have eaten many pastries in Beijing, such as flower cakes, pea yellow cakes, and donkey rolls. They are all common pastries that ordinary people like to eat.
Palace cakes like peach blossom cake, lotus root cake, jujube and yam cake, and crab roe cake are mostly loved by officials and merchants. They are also exquisite and delicious. However, that is under the feet of the emperor, so the ones I mentioned are just some of the more famous ones.
Qinghe County isn't exactly poor, but it's not a fabulously wealthy place either. What the common people need is a pastry that everyone likes and can afford. This Shaqima perfectly meets their needs. As long as the price is reasonable, there's no shortage of customers!"
His evaluation was fair and all the points were summarized.
"You're right. As long as the price is reasonable, there will be no problem of no one buying it!" Su Wanyang smiled with curved eyebrows.
"You who read a lot are the ones who know how to say it." Su Chen smiled innocently, revealing a row of big white teeth, looking very simple and unpretentious.
"Jiang Yu, you are from Beijing? What does your family do?"
When Su Yun heard that Jiang Yu was from the capital, he looked very curious.
He yearned for a bigger world and wanted to see the prosperity of the capital. Now that he heard that Jiang Yu was from the capital, he wanted to ask him about places with good food and fun, as well as new and interesting things.
Jiang Yu nodded and explained:
"My family is an ordinary merchant. We run a small business at home, so we have enough food and drink!"
He deliberately concealed his identity, so Su Wan knew that there was no truth in what he said.
But his identity is indeed unusual, and it is not convenient to tell everyone about it.
"I don't think it's a small business. You don't look like someone who runs a small business with your outfit!" Su Yun asked in confusion.
Whoever runs a small business, any piece of jade pendant is worth a thousand gold
Who is running a small business and has a sword with a few big gems on it?
"Since you are an ordinary merchant, why would you provoke people from the underworld?" Su Chen also felt strange.
His body was covered with wounds from swords and knives, and his own sword was no ordinary object. Although Su Wan had only seen the sword from a distance on the day he rescued him, he knew at a glance that it was a precious sword.
People who practice martial arts tend to be curious about such fighting and killing. His master also has several good swords in his collection. He has been influenced by him and naturally has his own judgment after a long time.
Jiang Yu's smile faded a little after hearing this, but he still explained:
"My maternal grandfather was a wuxia man, and he taught me martial arts. These past two years, I've been away from home, and with my youthful energy, I accidentally provoked some wuxia men, which is why they're here to seek revenge!"
The first half of the sentence is true, but the second half is hard to tell whether it is true or false.
However, it was enough to convince Su Chen.
Su Yun is a careless person. His mind is not on this. He doesn't care whether what he said is true or not.
Only Su Yi had a smile on his face. Although he did not interrupt, he knew from the turn of his eyes that the other person was deliberately concealing his identity.
It’s just that I see through it but don’t say it out loud.
Su Wan also knew that Jiang Yu was of a high status and didn't like being asked too many questions. He had no obligation to tell them this, so he changed the subject:
"Okay, stop asking about Jiang Yu's family affairs. Let's get back to the point and talk about Shaqima!"
"That's right. Now we are thinking about how to make money. When we have time, Jiang Yu, can you tell me about the interesting things in the capital?" Su Yun looked at Jiang Yu expectantly and winked at him.
Jiang Yu agreed with a smile. It seemed that this guy had forgotten that he was competing with him. A few days ago, he was teasing him every day because he and Su Wan were talking and laughing!
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