As for double-skin milk pudding, that's even simpler.
Now that the family's conditions have improved, Qin San Niang can get some fresh milk, so the problem of raw materials has been solved.
Pour the milk into a pot and heat it, but do not boil it. Pour it into a bowl while it is still hot, and soon a layer of milk skin will form on the surface of the milk.
Pierce the milk skin with chopsticks and carefully pour out the milk from the bowl, leaving only a small amount to prevent the milk skin from sticking to the bottom. Then add the beaten egg whites to the sugar, strain, and carefully pour the mixture into the milk skin. Once the milk skin gradually floats to the surface, steam it in a pot until cooked.
Such meticulous work could hardly be done without guidance.
To everyone's delight, the double-skin milk pudding received unanimous praise from the kids! Even Gu Qingshan, who doesn't particularly like sweets, gave it a thumbs up.
"Mother, this double-skin milk is so delicious! It's sweet and has a wonderful milky aroma," A-Nan exclaimed.
Nothing her mother made was bad, though she didn't usually like drinking milk, finding it too gamey. But since her grandmother had gotten up early to brew it, she dared not refuse it, lest her grandmother be sad.
Qin San Niang was a bit speechless about this. In fact, the milk did have a slightly fishy and pungent taste. She did tell Liu that she could add tea leaves or almonds when cooking it.
Almonds were rare before, and tea leaves were even more precious, so Liu was reluctant to use too much! But things will be better in the future. A lot of almonds were picked from the wild apricots in the house, and they can be used after they are dried.
Da Wa and Lu Song also thought it was delicious, and the two kids finished a bowl in no time. Xiao Er was even happier and took the double-skin milk to show off in the village. Now he was the king of the kids in Shiligou. In addition, he did well in school and was an outgoing and lively person, so he made friends with many kids.
Da Wa is now focused on making money in everything he does. After all, he is getting older and he is not good at studying. Although he is good at hunting, he is still much worse than his mother in business.
The traditional social hierarchy of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants was incomprehensible to Da Wa. Why could merchants earn so much money, yet their social status was so low? Before, they were truly peasants, and in Da Wa's eyes, hunting was the best way out for peasants. Now, however, he genuinely wanted to learn how to do business from his mother.
As for why? Well, it's because my mother's commanding presence is just too cool!
Moreover, my second brother will be taking the imperial examination in the future. Now that our mother has become the head of the household, she will open more shops in the future, and the family business will need someone to manage it. He has heard from his mother that officials cannot engage in business, but if they rely solely on their meager salary, it will be very difficult to do anything practical for the people!
He didn't want to put his second brother in a difficult position! If his second brother wanted to do something, he could just tell him, the eldest brother, and he would provide the financial support. How prestigious would that be!
Besides, Anan will get married in the future, so having a strong family to rely on is also very important.
Da Wa felt a ray of light shine directly into his heart, causing a surge of emotion within him.
At that moment, he seemed to have found his direction and was no longer wandering in confusion.
If Qin San Niang saw this, she would definitely say that the child's eyes have become clear!
"Mother, can you sell this double-skin milk in the store?" To be a good businessman, one must try to express one's ideas. Da Wa felt like a clumsy bird, but luckily he had a good mother.
Qin San Niang was taken aback. She hadn't expected her eldest son to be so capable, coming up with the idea of selling double-skin milk pudding. It was exactly what she had in mind.
She had already harbored the idea of training her eldest child, since she didn't have many children; one was preparing to take the imperial examinations, and the other would definitely inherit the family business.
She wasn't a sexist, it's just that her daughter, A-Nan, wasn't grown up yet and was only thinking about playing! She probably didn't even know what she wanted to do now.
If possible, Qin San Niang really wants to love her little daughter for the rest of her life, and let her grow up healthy, safe and happy. Even finding a son-in-law to live with her wouldn't be out of the question.
Realizing she had drifted off into her own thoughts, Qin San Niang quickly pulled her back, smiling encouragingly, "That's a great idea. I also think these double-layered milk puddings could be sold in the shop. Why don't we leave this to you?"
"Leave it to him?!" The eldest son was a little unsure and froze for a moment.
Lu Song nudged him, and he finally reacted, "Mother, are you sure I can do this well?"
"Why not? I think my son is very capable!" Qin Sanniang patted her son's head with satisfaction. "How about this, you take charge of this matter, and let Lu Song help you from the side. I believe in you two, and you will definitely be able to achieve something."
The eldest child was overwhelmed with excitement at being trusted so completely for the first time. He had so many words on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say them. All he could say was, "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"
Lu Song nodded vigorously, indicating that he would definitely work hard!
In the following days, because they were busy with business, Qin San Niang asked for leave for the two of them. In fact, Da Wa already knew quite a few characters, as did Lu Song. As the grandson of the village head, he had also attended a private school for half a year.
The two of them weren't really focused on their studies, which Qin San Niang found amusing. They always looked listless at school, but if they had a day off, they would beam with joy—it was all too obvious!
Teacher He Yingyuan naturally wouldn't say anything. There were so many children in Shiligou, but not every family had enrolled. Many families with poor conditions, or those who felt their children lacked talent, would probably grit their teeth and enroll even if they did, but they probably wouldn't learn anything useful.
Moreover, studying is a very expensive business. You might have to tighten your belt for many years, and only a very few students succeed. There are many students who haven't passed the imperial examinations even after more than ten or twenty years!
Of course, because He Yingyuan's school fees were relatively cheap, many families thought that they couldn't let their children lose at the starting line. So most families had at least one child studying in school. If they didn't have the talent, they just hoped that their child could recognize a few words so that they wouldn't be blind!
As for scientific expeditions? Those are not within the scope of consideration.
Therefore, there are many people like Da Wa and Lu Song who work part-time while studying, so it's not unusual.
The eldest child has a goal to strive for, and has been considering selling double-skin milk for the past few days.
The recipe was in my mother's hands, and the ingredients weren't a problem either; either cow's milk or goat's milk would do, but goat's milk was easier to obtain than cow's milk, and my family also had the skill of making white sugar...
But the container for this double-skin milk is a problem; you can't exactly use a bowl to hold it when you're selling it in a shop, can you?
However, if we follow Lu Song's advice, using wooden bowls would be quite expensive. Suddenly, I saw a bamboo tube at home that I used to hold water. Well, bamboo tubes will do. Bamboo itself has a pleasant fragrance, and it's clean, hygienic, and inexpensive.
As for the bowl lid? Just cover it with a piece of parchment paper that has been cut to size, and then wrap it with cotton thread!
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