Chapter 106 Ginger Milk (Listen 1111)
Su Ruojin ran to the kitchen corridor. Cheng Yingzhen was making tea. Seeing her daughter running over, she said, "Be careful not to get burned."
"Mom, boil it, I'm thirsty."
At noon, I had fine soups with lots of seasonings and flavors. My mouth was dry from the sun, so I picked up a cup and gulped it down. I drank it all in one breath and wiped my mouth, "Mom, give me another cold cup."
"Slow down, don't choke."
"It's okay." Su Ruojin went around to Cheng Yingzhen's back, pressed against her back and hugged her neck, and the mother and daughter began to be affectionate again. Su Sanlang was playing with dead leaves by the corridor, and when he saw his sister occupying their mother's back, he went over to grab it. The two siblings were pushing and shoving each other, making a lot of noise.
Zhao Lan thought, what would happen if his sister fought with his brother like this without respect for age and rules? Scold her... Beat her... He imagined his brother's child and found that if it was like this, he would either scold her or avoid her impatiently. He would never be like this now, and still find it interesting.
Either the feng shui of Dr. Su's courtyard is different from other places, or Su Erniang and Su Sanlang have no blood relationship with him after all, so he doesn't care!
Zhao Lan thought so.
"Zi Jin, what do you think is the best move to make?" Fan Yanjia asked for help from outside the court.
Zhao Lan regained his concentration and looked back at the chessboard. "A gentleman is one who watches a game of chess without saying a word."
Fan Yanjia: ...Then what are you looking at? You made me think you were willing to help me, huh!
Su Yanli smiled slightly, not in a hurry, waiting for Young Master Fan opposite to think it over slowly.
Cheng Yingzhen made tea and served everyone a cup.
Play chess and drink tea at the same time.
The warm winter sun shines in from the corridor, making people feel warm and sleepy. Everyone finds a small stool to sit on against the wall, feeling lazy.
Life is supposed to be like this!
The game lasted until after two o'clock. Su Yanli asked everyone to walk around and stretch their muscles. Su Sanlang, the little funny guy, acted as everyone's funny pill. Everyone was amused by him. Fan Yanjia had the most experience with boys aged three or four, so he went down to the patio and joined him in making noise, making the game very lively.
Su Yanli staggered into the study, leaving the corridor and patio for the children to play freely.
Su Ruojin had gotten over her sleepiness and was studying the meat grinder, preparing to stuff sausages. She had no money to do it in previous years and no time to do it last year, but this year she had both money and free time, so she planned to stuff some to eat.
Since there is no chili pepper, forget about spicy sausages. Instead, try some spiced and starchy sausages. You can give them as gifts or keep them at home. Especially when you fry starch sausages in a frying pan when you have nothing to do, who wouldn’t love it?
She is so cute, so I came up with the idea of making a meat grinder and sausage stuffer. If the meat grinder is successful, it will save a lot of labor for the meat stuffing at Dong's place. I wonder if the blacksmith can make it! Let's think about it first!
Zhao Lan saw the young lady lying on the armchair, writing and drawing for a long time, but he didn't know what she was drawing. Anyway, he stood behind her and watched with great interest.
Finally, the simplest assembly diagram of the inside and outside was drawn. Su Ruojin relaxed his shoulders and wondered whether to find a blacksmith shop or ask Lord Xue next door?
Before he knew it, Zhao Lan reached out and grabbed the sketch. Su Ruojin turned around and rolled her eyes at him.
Zhao Lan pretended not to see it and asked, "What is this for?"
"Lazy machine."
Zhao Lan: ...A lazy person!
In one afternoon, Su Ruojin didn't know that she had become a spirit in Zhao Lan's heart.
Not understanding, Zhao Lan asked, "Where is it used?"
"Ground meat."
"You figured it out yourself?"
Even if she had thought of it herself, Su Ruojin didn't dare to say it. She immediately went to the study and took out a copy of Tiangong Kaiwu. She turned to a picture of a meat grinder and said, "I thought of it from this."
Zhao Lan: …
It’s true that lazy people have their own lazy ways!
The young man had a disdainful look on his face, which made Su Ruojin unhappy. Just when she was about to snatch the blueprint, she rolled her eyes and thought that it would be a waste not to use the ready-made resources. Besides, would he not be allowed to eat the sausages after they were stuffed?
Since he eats too, shouldn't he contribute a little?
Su Ruojin would never admit that it was not easy to make even a simple manual mini meat grinder at this time.
But Zhao Lan actually took the job.
"What's the benefit?"
The smile that Su Ruojin was about to force suddenly stopped halfway. As expected of the son of a wealthy and powerful family who was raised in power, he would not do anything without benefits. If it worked, and he could calculate the price, it meant that this matter was more feasible.
"I'll give you the first delicious thing I make."
Shouldn't it?
Su Ruojin pretended not to see someone's expression. She had been working on the drawing for many days and finally someone could turn it into a real thing. She was so happy that she made ginger milk for everyone.
As a result, when I was making this delicacy, everyone surrounded me and watched the whole process.
Su Ruojin: ...Why does she look like an internet celebrity food blogger?
Many people fail to make ginger milk at home, each with their own reasons. In fact, there are certain requirements from the first step of choosing milk. It is best to choose milk that is high in protein and fat. Since Cheng Yingzhen has a weak constitution, the Su family often goes out to buy milk, which is either used to cook or as a dessert ingredient.
Su Ruojin bought buffalo milk shipped from the south, which has higher protein and fat content than milk produced by cattle in the north, so the success rate of making ginger milk is higher. The second step is to choose suitable ginger. Generally, small yellow ginger is chosen. If there is none, then you must choose old ginger, otherwise ginger milk will not be made. Cut the old ginger into small pieces, use a colander to squeeze out the juice, and then filter it again to ensure that the ginger juice is fine. Only in this way can the ginger milk taste good.
Then comes the ratio of ginger to milk. There is no mini electronic scale here, so everything depends on feel. Su Ruojin was quite nervous. There were so many people watching. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if she failed?
No matter what, since the stall has been set up, she has to go for it anyway. She took out a small stove and heated the milk on it to make ginger milk. This step is also very critical. The milk must not be boiled, otherwise it will not be ginger milk.
Su Ruojin kept an eye on the temperature of the milk as if she were serving the empress dowager. After all, there were no thermometers in ancient times. While waiting for the temperature to rise, she slowly added rock sugar to melt it. When she felt the temperature was about 70 to 80 degrees, she quickly raised the milk high and poured it into the ginger juice.
After brewing, immediately cover the mixture with the lid.
"Wait a quarter of an hour before you can eat."
It seems simple, yet it feels incredible. Fan Yanjia exclaimed: "No wonder it is called ginger and milk, it really needs to be added!" Then he thought it was not right, "Hey, didn't you call it ginger and milk? Then why do you use milk to add ginger? Shouldn't it be called milk and ginger?"
Everyone: ...
Fan Yanjia: Why does it feel weird?
While everyone was discussing ginger milk or milk milk, they were quietly waiting for Su Ruojin's new dessert.
Finally, the time was almost up. Su Ruojin didn't dare to lift the lid directly. She raised her hand a little bit, squinted her eyes and looked inside. She nervously lifted the lid a little bit, once, twice...
Dear ones, happy May Day, see you tomorrow!
Good night!
(End of this chapter)
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