Chapter 90 What are taro balls, coconut flakes and pudding?
"Up the mountain?"
Yun Chenglu looked at her and quickly understood, "It's been a few days since we last visited Brother Nan and the others. Baoya, it's time for you to start learning Kung Fu from him!"
But Baoya was completely different from him.
"What kung fu? It just suddenly occurred to me that since Master is so good at making pastries, he should be able to make sweet tofu pudding too. I want him to teach me how to make the sauce for sweet tofu pudding."
Yun Chenglu: ...
Is it possible that this little sister of his has anything else on her mind besides food?
Yunhua and Yunyue ate quickly. They took their own small bowls and went outside to wash them and put them in the cupboard.
At this time, two people walked in from outside and heard a few words of conversation between Baoya and Yun Chenglu.
Yunyue asked cleverly, "Baoya, Second Brother, what are you two talking about? Sweet tofu pudding, going up the mountain?"
"Haha," Yun Chenglu laughed, "You heard wrong. We're not going up the mountain, we're going to dry it. Baoya wants to eat sweet tofu pudding, and we're thinking about the sauce for it."
"Oh," Yunyue nodded, "Have you figured it out yet? How do you make sweet tofu pudding? What kind of sauce should I use?"
Yun Chenglu couldn't answer this question, but Baoya could.
"I heard from a mother-in-law that it's a juice made from brown sugar." Baoya said, "Fourth sister, isn't it strange? I've never had it, so I want to try it."
Yunyue nodded: "Brown sugar juice? That's a bit strange."
But Yunhua, who was standing nearby, quickly discovered the problem: "What does that have to do with drying?"
Yun Chenglu: ...
That was just something he said casually.
"Well, because brown sugar needs to be dried first and then boiled into juice." Baoya looked at Yunhua and said seriously.
"So that's how it is." Yunhua was delighted. "Then let's try it later?"
The smile on Baoya's round little face froze: "Okay... okay?"
Fortunately, after the four children finished talking about this, they went to the yard to play with sandbags and forgot about the sweet tofu pudding.
After lunch, when Yunhua and Yunyue were taking a nap, Baoya secretly got up, said something to Zhao Zhilan, and took Yun Chenglu to go up Huya Mountain together.
A small courtyard in Peach Blossom Spring deep in Huya Mountain.
Baoya and Yun Chenglu sat at the stone table in the yard, Jingzhen sat opposite them, and the lonely king lay at his feet, resting his head on his front paws.
As soon as he heard the bamboo whistle, he took me to pick up Bao Ya and Yun Chenglu.
When Nan Xuan heard the bamboo whistle, he knew that Baoya and the others were coming, so he happily ran up to the small bamboo building to get the bamboo sword that he had put aside for a long time.
"Are you here to learn Kung Fu from him?" Jing Zhen asked, looking at the little girl sitting opposite him.
Baoya shook her head: "I want to learn how to make sweet tofu pudding."
Nan Xuan, who came out of the small bamboo building holding a bamboo sword, happened to hear this sentence. The corners of his mouth, which were almost raised to the sky, suddenly froze.
"Little girl, what did you just say?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
Baoya was still a child after all, and she didn't notice that there was anything wrong with his emotions.
Blinking his eyes, he said innocently, "Master, you make such delicious pastries, so you must be able to make sweet tofu pudding, right? I want to learn how to make sweet tofu pudding from you."
Nan Xuan exerted force with his hands and almost crushed the bamboo sword.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. She's just a child. It's normal for her to like eating and it's also normal for her to like cooking."
He muttered to himself and hypnotized himself, forcing himself to suppress his anger.
With a press and a flip of his wrist, the bamboo sword instantly flew out of his hand and flew directly into the trunk of a peach tree behind him, piercing through the tree!
“Nan…Brother Nan…”
Yun Chenglu widened his eyes in horror and reached out tremblingly to pull Baoya who was sitting next to him.
Nan Xuan's aura suddenly became so scary. Did Baoya say something wrong just now?
However, Nan Xuan just sat down next to Jing Zhen, still smiling: "Little girl, but I don't want to teach you how to cook, I just want to teach you martial arts, what should I do?"
"Hmm..." Baoya pouted and was faced with a difficult decision.
But she came up the mountain today just to learn how to make sweet tofu pudding!
"How about this, you teach me how to make a snack or a dish each time, and then I'll learn Kung Fu from you. I'll learn whatever you teach me."
However, as to whether she could learn it or not, she didn't know.
Nan Xuan frowned. Why did it feel like he was begging this little girl to learn kung fu?
"I think this is good." Seeing Nan Xuan remained silent, Jing Zhen spoke.
"Baoya seems to have a talent for food. Aren't you always saying that your pastry-making skills are unmatched and that no one can inherit them?"
Nan Xuan:......
That's just his boastful bullshit, okay?
However, this is all we can do for now.
He nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled then."
Baoya suddenly became happy: "Great! Then can you teach me how to make sweet tofu pudding today?!"
"good……"
Nan Xuan was speechless. He always felt that he was being led by the nose by his two little disciples.
However, since he had made the promise, he would not go back on his word and took Baoya to the small kitchen.
Jingzhen looked at the backs of the two people, with a slight smile on his face.
Yun Chenglu heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "Jingzhen, is Brother Nan always so moody? I was afraid he would strangle my sister to death just now."
Nan Xuan's aura when he squinted his eyes and spoke just now was so terrifying!
"Don't worry, he won't." Jing Zhen was already used to it and said calmly.
Nan Xuan is a very protective person. Since he accepted the silly little girl as his apprentice, he will never hurt a hair on her head.
After he finished speaking, he brushed off his clothes, stood up, and walked towards the small kitchen.
Yun Chenglu quickly stood up and caught up: "Hey, where are you going?"
Jing Zhen said without even turning his head: "Let's go see how sweet tofu pudding is made."
The silly little girl is thinking about him so much.
In the small kitchen, Nan Xuan scooped some brown sugar to make syrup. This step was very simple, as long as the amount of brown sugar was appropriate and the syrup was not too thick.
"The essence of sweet tofu pudding, besides the tofu being soft and tender, the most important thing is the ingredients inside."
While Nan Xuan was busy, he explained to Bao Ya: "Taro balls can be made, but unfortunately we don't have coconut flakes or pudding here. Adding some chopped peanuts and raisins should be fine."
Baoya followed him and watched carefully.
Then he asked curiously, "Master, what are taro balls? What are coconut flakes and pudding?"
"Hmm..." Nan Xuan thought for a moment, "Taro balls can be made with purple sweet potatoes. As for coconut flakes and pudding, they're a kind of jelly... No, you don't know jelly."
"Well, it's something delicious anyway, but it's not available here and we can't make it."
Finally, he spread his hands and looked at Baoya helplessly.
Baoya sucked her little finger, disappointment written all over her face. "It's so delicious, but I can't make it? That's such a pity."
But she quickly regained her interest: "It's okay, Master, when I grow up, maybe I can make it!"
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