Chapter 230: Rock Sugar Snow Pear
When eaten raw, the sand pear has a crispy, delicate, juicy, sweet and sour taste.
After stewing, the fragrance of pear flesh wafts out from the chimney continuously.
Everyone in the Sang family's courtyard looked towards the kitchen frequently, with only one thought in their minds: When can we eat?
Sang Yongjing, who was the most impatient, would stand at the kitchen door from time to time, stretching his head to look inside, staring at the big pot with steam rising from it.
Sang Yu, who couldn't bear to watch this, came back to his senses and picked up a sand pear from the basket and threw it to him: "Dad, if you can't wait, eat a pear first. It still needs to be stewed for a while."
Sang Yongjing didn't care either. He took the pear and wiped it on his clothes. Then he took a bite and the juice gushed out.
He said vaguely, "Dad is not hungry, I just want to see when your brother will get better."
Sang Yu: “…” Such a big pear has been in your hands for less than five seconds, and you’ve already eaten half of it, and you’re not hungry?
However, she couldn't expose him directly, so she could only smile and reply, "Stew for another quarter of an hour, then simmer for a while, and it will be ready to eat in about two quarters of an hour."
After receiving the confirmation, Sang Yongjing left with satisfaction while chewing the pear. After he left, Sang Yu looked at Xiao Zhao who was sitting behind the stove and making a fire: "Are you hot? Take a break."
Originally, the job of making fire was basically contracted by Sang Xinghao, but ever since he became friends with the children in the village, he has been nowhere to be seen all day. Instead, Xiao Zhao took over this position on his own initiative.
Xiao Zhao smiled and shook her head to indicate that she was not tired. She liked being with Sang Yu and felt an inexplicable sense of security.
Looking at the smile on her face, Sang Yu swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Xiao Zhao had been at home for about ten days. When she applied medicine to her wounds yesterday, she found that the wounds had basically scabbed over and were almost healed.
She thought it would be inconvenient to have another outsider at home, so she wanted to ask her opinion and whether there was anything she wanted to learn.
She could spend money to send her to be an apprentice, and after she had learned her trade, she could lend her some money as start-up capital.
But when I saw her childish face, I couldn't bear to do it, so I decided to keep her for a while longer.
She must be sent away within a month at the latest. You can support her temporarily, but not forever. In the end, she still has to rely on herself to make a living.
Just after two quarters of an hour, Sang Yongjing appeared at the kitchen door on time. I don’t know if he was waiting by the sundial specifically.
"Dad, you're here at the right time. Please help me take these bowls out. Be careful of the heat." Sang Yu was not surprised to see him, but gave him instructions very naturally.
Two interlocking bowls were placed on a linen cloth and brought to the pavilion, a place that was actually used more frequently than the main hall.
The family sat around the table in the pavilion, with a bowl interlocked in front of each person. Sang Yu looked around and saw that everyone was staring at the bowl.
She suddenly felt that the scene was a little funny and burst out laughing.
"Yu'er, what are you laughing at? Um, can this bowl be opened now?" Sang Yongjing looked at her with some confusion, then quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the bowl again.
"Yes, be careful not to get burned."
She gave her word, and the whole family immediately got moving.
Even someone like Sang Yongjing, who is not afraid of heat, did not forget to take care of his mother before eating. He directly reached out to lift the bowl of old lady Shi, then his wife's, and finally his own.
The clever Sang Xingjia used the material available and used the linen on the table as a cushion. He first helped Sang Yu and Xiao Zhao to open the lid, and then opened the lid in front of himself.
As the bowl covering it was opened, the fresh fragrance of pears instantly hit us.
Sang Yongjing, who had been looking forward to the contents of his bowl, couldn't wait to look into it, and then he was stunned.
...Isn't this still a sand pear? It's just steamed.
Sang Yu chuckled at the dazed expression on his face and said, "Open the lid and eat it from the inside with a spoon. Drink the soup first and then the flesh."
As she spoke, she took the lead in demonstrating, lifting the pear lid and putting it aside.
After slow cooking, the skin of the sand pear becomes slightly wrinkled but remains intact, while the flesh inside becomes crystal clear and translucent.
The soup is translucent and jelly-like. After the white fungus is stewed, the gelatin comes out, making the soup extremely thick. When it is gently stirred with a spoon, some thread-like colloid will hang up.
Sang Yu scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and slowly put it into his mouth.
The soup is thick and smooth, and it wraps around your tongue like silk when you take a sip.
The soft and smooth little white fungus is wrapped in thick gelatin, with a refreshing and chewy taste with a hint of toughness, sweet and not greasy.
The pear flesh falls apart when you scoop it lightly with a spoon, becoming soft, sticky and crispy, with a natural fruity aroma, and absorbing the sweetness of malt sugar and the gelatin of white fungus.
The flesh is dense and smooth, full of moisture, and melts in your mouth, like sweet fruit puree melting on the tip of your tongue.
The whole pear is stewed together in water, like a fully concentrated pear juice jelly. You can taste the smoothness of the white fungus and the softness of the sand pear in every bite.
In the gradually cooler weather, the warm feeling spreads from the throat to the stomach, making the whole body feel comfortable and moisturized.
"Hmm! Yu'er, your rock sugar snow pear tastes very nutritious, it's a good thing." Sang Yongjing praised while tasting it.
You could say he was greedy, but you definitely couldn't say he had no taste. He had eaten countless delicious things, and the fact that he praised this candied snow pear so highly was enough to prove how extraordinary it was.
Xie Qiujin also nodded in agreement: "It tastes rich and nourishing, and is especially suitable for autumn and winter."
Being praised continuously, Sang Yu could hardly suppress the corners of her mouth. She said modestly: "It's just so-so. If it tastes good, you can drink more."
After getting used to being woken up by the crowing of roosters before the sun rises every day, Sang Yu gradually developed a biological clock that allows him to wake up one second before the rooster crows.
Today she opened her eyes as usual, and the next second a rooster crowed.
Looking at Xiao Zhao who was annoyed by the noise and covered his ears and continued to sleep curled up in a ball, she laughed and shook her head.
Only at times like this can you tell that she is a young child. At other times, she looks mature and steady, even more mature than her father.
After tucking in the corner of the quilt for her, Sang Yu put on his outer robe and prepared to go out.
As soon as the door was opened a crack, a chilling wind rushed in through her sleeves and trouser legs, making the hairs on her body stand on end.
Sang Yu quickly tightened his robe, shrank his neck and rubbed his arms, then looked outside and saw a layer of white frost covering the ground.
Frost Descent, winter is really coming.
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