Chapter 186 Golden Little Bun CP
Once you have butter at home, baking cookies or cakes becomes very easy.
But in the end, Zhao Yeqing didn't make whey cookies.
Because in the afternoon, when the calf had finished drinking the milk, Mu Xi squeezed out the milk and placed a large bucket of milk in front of her.
There is too much milk and you can’t use it all or drink it all. Before thinking about consuming the whey, you should first think about how to consume the milk.
The calves are almost ready to be weaned and fed feed.
This means that there will be more and more milk in the house. Three months after giving birth, the cow will enter the peak milk production period, when the milk production is the highest.
Since the cow gave birth, there was so much milk every day that the two of them could not drink it all, so they had to ferment it and then refine it into by-products such as cheese or butter.
Zhao Yeqing poured half of the freshly squeezed milk into the pot and added sugar to boil.
Stir gently while cooking.
"Let's plan out the area for growing vegetables in the next two days."
When they first arrived here last year, the two were thinking about finding a way to go back, so they didn’t plan their home well and just planted some vegetables casually.
We only decided to build a new house when we saw the weather was getting cold.
But given the current situation, I don’t know when I can go back, so whether it’s vegetables or staple foods such as rice and wheat, we have to prepare well at home.
The small vegetable garden behind the house is still used to grow crops such as onions, ginger and garlic.
Outside the fence at the back of the yard, we can expand the land to grow more vegetables.
Just like when I was in Meishan before, there are vegetable gardens inside and outside the yard.
She thought about her old house and blurted out, "Why don't we build a wall around our home?"
The dangers on the meadow are no less than those in the mountains, not to mention that the two men had encountered a pack of wolves, and they had a grudge against each other.
The more I think about it, the more necessary it seems.
The snow hasn't melted yet, so we'll bring back the red mud and do as before, surrounding the outside of the house with bricks. We won't use bricks for the newly planned large vegetable garden outside. If there's still space after the wall of the house, we'll consider building a wall for the vegetable garden.
Only making bricks is a little troublesome. Even making big red bricks takes a lot of time.
Mu Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "We can make cement slabs."
After that, he went back to his room, took out paper and pen and started drawing.
"I have seen this before. Some farmers used this kind of cement board to quickly assemble a fence when they built a farm. When not in use, they can dismantle it and assemble it in another place."
As he spoke, he drew a picture on the paper. "Look, just pour the cement into the same size. In addition to the cement board, you also need a few pillars and a base buried in the soil. The pillars and the base have mortise and tenon grooves, and when the time comes, just insert the cement board directly into it."
Zhao Yeqing looked at the drawings and thought it was feasible. "Then we just need to make a few molds and then put the boards together."
This method is much simpler than making red bricks.
Although it may not be very strong and will definitely not be able to withstand the impact of a ferocious beast, it is estimated that it would not be able to withstand it even if it was made of red bricks.
Under normal circumstances, animals have the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. When they see a wall blocking their way, they will not really bang their heads against the wall unless they are against a mortal enemy or are crazy.
And the cement board is smooth enough. If nothing else, at least a snake won't run into the bathroom like before.
She was a little excited and was about to perfect the drawing when she suddenly remembered the pot she was cooking in and hurried over to take a look.
Fortunately, it didn't burn. The moisture in the milk in the pot had almost evaporated. After mixing with sugar, what remained was a light yellow viscous liquid - condensed milk.
Zhao Yeqing scooped out the condensed milk and put the oil pan on the stove.
This oil has been used to fry things several times. It cannot be used again for frying.
The oil had already been washed once with starch, and now it had turned black, so using it again would be too much, and she was afraid that something might go wrong.
The main reason is that the oil used for cooking at home is all beef tallow, mutton tallow or butter, and the existing vegetable oil is enough to support her to grow rapeseed flowers.
When the time comes, just as Mu Xi said before, he will make the oil pressing tools in his memory, and the family will no longer be short of oil.
When the oil temperature rose slightly, Zhao Yeqing put the milk buns he had made earlier into the frying pan.
The oil temperature cannot be too high, otherwise it will get burnt as soon as it is put in.
The oil is just hot now, put the buns in, and fry them slowly by turning them with chopsticks.
In order to use up the milk, she made steamed buns and dumplings earlier, and they both gave priority to eating the steamed buns with milk. After eating the steamed buns, they used the milk to make small steamed buns.
The oil in the pot gradually becomes hot, and the surface of the steamed buns slowly turns golden yellow. When they are almost done, take them out and filter the oil.
Zhao Yeqing fried a full plate of milk-fried buns that were only three fingers wide. After the excess oil was drained off, he called Mu Xi, who was drawing a blueprint, over.
She handed him the chopsticks, "Be careful, it's hot."
If you don’t prepare any pickles, the golden buns must be served with condensed milk. She has already locked on to these two as a pair.
The golden little steamed buns have a crispy surface, and there is nothing bad about fried carbohydrates, whether they are fried steamed buns or fried dough sticks and fried cakes.
Wrapped in sweet condensed milk, she was tired of saying the word delicious.
Mu Xi loves sweet food, and this combination suits his taste very well. The two of them finished a large plate of steamed buns.
That night, the two of them finalized the mold drawings for the cement board, and early the next morning, Mu Xi took Xiao Hong out to chop down trees.
Zhao Yeqing also got up. Mu Xi was going to chop trees, and she couldn't be lazy anymore. She had to feed the cows, sheep and chickens.
After feeding all the animals in the house, you still have to deal with the fermented milk.
We ferment a batch of milk at home every few days. Now that the weather is not hot, we store it and make it into by-products when the quantity is large enough.
The butter was not yet ready when Mu Xi came back with Xiao Hong.
Saw wooden boards in the yard and make molds according to the drawings.
The aroma of butter wafted out from the kitchen. Mu Xi heard his stomach growl. He then checked the time and discovered that it was already past lunch time.
Zhao Yeqing was probably so busy that he forgot about it. He took off his gloves and walked into the kitchen to cook something to eat.
When I entered, I saw Zhao Yeqing cutting something.
I heard his footsteps and turned around and asked, "Is the mold ready?"
"Almost done, just the final groove is left."
He answered and walked closer, and found that she was cutting beef cubes, a large piece of beef shank was divided into small pieces.
"I thought the weather was going to get hot soon, so I had to deal with the beef quickly. Most of it had been made into jerky and bacon, so I decided to chop up the beef shank and make it into sausage."
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