After being teased by her, Fang Yuanyuan looked like a boiled shrimp.
It is no exaggeration to say that if there was a crack in the ground, she could crawl right into it.
"We still have to learn how to make coconut milk cake, so don't waste time."
Lin Jingshu quickly came out to smooth things over.
Fang Yuanyuan gave him a grateful look and nodded hurriedly, "That's right, I still have to go to work in the afternoon."
Lei Mingjun tickled her, "Got it."
Fang Yuanyuan is good at making eggs, but Lin Jingshu feels that other dishes are difficult for her, so she finally decides to teach her how to make coconut milk cake.
Coconut milk cake is not difficult to make as long as you control the heat.
The ingredients are ready. Fresh coconut meat is squeezed into juice and an appropriate amount of sticky rice flour is poured in to increase the viscosity for easier shaping.
Adjust the sweetness to your taste and add a pinch of salt for a richer flavor.
Mix the cooked coconut milk with the sugar water while it is still hot and stir evenly to make it into a non-Newtonian fluid rice paste.
Prepare a clean container, apply a layer of oil on it, pour the mixed rice paste into the mold, and shake it gently a few times to remove excess bubbles.
Add water to the pot and bring to a boil. Steam over high heat for half an hour until the surface solidifies and changes color. If a bamboo stick is inserted into the center and comes out clean of rice paste, it means it is cooked.
"Okay, let's just leave it here to dry until we're done with our lunch break."
Lin Jingshu put the lid on, and the steamed coconut milk cake would be easier to shape after cooling down.
Fang Yuanyuan's nose twitched as she smelled the sweet scent in the air and began to look forward to it.
"Jingshu, could you please help me check if there is anything I missed?"
Fang Yuanyuan handed over the notebook.
Lin Jingshu read it carefully and said, "No, they are all correct."
Seeing her confident face, Lin Jingshu didn't feel like criticizing her. The most important thing about cooking is to do it yourself.
Note-taking is helpful, but actual practice is more challenging.
It's rare for Fang Yuanyuan to be so serious about something other than dancing. Even Lin Jingshu is a little curious about why.
When Lin Jingshu came downstairs for lunch break, the first thing she did was go to the kitchen. The coconut milk cake had completely solidified.
She washed her hands and took out the coconut milk cake.
Hearing Fang Yuanyuan's footsteps, he looked over and said, "Get up."
She has been learning to cook these days, and running back and forth during lunch break takes up too much time, so she and Lei Mingjun live in the guest room at home.
Lin Jingshu couldn't sleep well alone, so her sense of security was greatly enhanced with them around.
“It smells so good.”
Fang Yuanyuan didn't even bother to wash her hands, she just picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, then gave a thumbs up after a moment.
“It’s so delicious!”
Before Lei Mingjun reached the kitchen door, a piece of coconut milk cake was stuffed into his mouth. He felt the sweetness of the food and chewed it automatically.
The coconut milk cake is made from pure coconut milk, which is all natural and additive-free. Lin Jingshu ate several pieces in a row.
They set aside a few pieces to eat when they got home in the evening, and wrapped the rest into three portions, sending one to Sister Su, and they took the other two to the art troupe.
Walking on the road, Fang Yuanyuan said that she would do something big after the performance.
"Jingshu and I have to watch you from the side, otherwise the firewood will burn everywhere."
Fang Yuanyuan scratched her head embarrassedly, "That was an accident. I promise that such a dangerous thing will not happen again."
The three of them chatted and laughed.
As soon as she entered the auditorium, Fang Yuanyuan couldn't wait to show her work to her friends.
"Everyone come and try the coconut milk cake we made."
After Fang Yuanyuan finished shouting, a group of girls gathered around her in a short while. They were all about the same age as Fang Yuanyuan.
"Yuanyuan, did you make this yourself?"
Ginkgo looked at the coconut milk cake with shining eyes. She was from Guangdong Province. When she was a child, her family had no money to buy snacks, so the elders used the existing ingredients to make amazing coconut milk cakes.
She hasn't tasted this flavor for a long time since she left her hometown.
"Jingshu, Mingjun and I made this together. It tastes great. Let's all try it together."
The girls in the art troupe were not very old and they were very excited when they saw the exquisite pastries.
Lin Jingshu specially cut it into diamond shapes, which makes the shape even better.
After the girls thanked him and were about to take it, a voice came from behind them.
"This thing is so sweet it sticks to your teeth. One bite will make you gain three pounds."
The dance they do has high requirements on body shape, and three kilograms is not a small amount.
Some glanced at each other, some flinched.
Ginkgo saw that the things brought by her good sister were rejected and she felt sorry for her.
She glared at him angrily and said, "Ni Jia, if you envy Yuan Yuan's popularity, just say it directly. There's no need to scare everyone. Food is so precious, how come it becomes something you despise?"
Ni Jia retorted: "I didn't say that, don't misinterpret what I meant."
If the head of the group heard that she despised the grain she had worked so hard to harvest, he would accuse her of having bad conduct and she would not be able to take it off even if she wanted to.
Everyone in the art troupe had heard about the discord between Ni Jia and Fang Yuanyuan.
Everyone's gazes were like sharp swords, shooting down at her. She bit her lower lip and said, "I've already warned you, whether you want to listen or not."
He turned around and ran away angrily.
"Yuanyuan, don't worry about her. She's just jealous. It's just a snack. We practice dozens of times every day. Are you afraid of getting fat?"
Besides, even if I gain weight, as long as I have real ability, I won’t be afraid of being squeezed out by others.
As Fang Yuanyuan's best friend, Ginkgo tried her best to comfort her good sister.
Fang Yuanyuan smiled and nodded heavily.
After everyone left, Fang Yuanyuan looked at the coconut milk cake in the lunch box and felt a little disappointed.
Everyone was still influenced by Ni Jia's words.
It doesn’t matter. If they don’t eat it, she can eat two more pieces. Such delicious coconut milk cake cannot be wasted.
"Comrade Fang."
Fang Yuanyuan turned around and saw Li Fenfang, her face instantly wrinkled. Why did this person come again?
"Comrade Li, do you want to talk to me about something?"
After looking around to make sure there was no one around, Li Fenfang took out a lunch box from behind her.
“This is the barley cake I made.”
If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
Fang Yuanyuan's mind was buzzing with alarm, and she asked directly, "Just say what you want to say."
He came to her house once or twice, and Li Fenfang was not annoyed, but she was annoyed.
Li Fenfang's face turned pale and blue. Didn't they say Fang Yuanyuan was easy to fool?
How can you say something so offensive?
What she didn't know was that in a cadre family, no matter how stupid Fang Yuanyuan was, she had learned some skills in judging people through the influence of her surroundings.
Li Fenfang almost knocked the three words "purposeful" on her forehead. If she couldn't see it, she would be a fool.
What she couldn't understand was that she didn't have what Li Fenfang needed, so why did she go to so much trouble to please her.
Li Fenfang remained silent.
I was thinking that this path with Fang Yuanyuan was no longer viable and staying any longer would only annoy people, so I decided to stop here and avoid a falling out.
She tried to smile, not letting the anger inside show, "Look at you, what can I do? If you don't want it, I'll go back."
Looking at her back, Fang Yuanyuan muttered, "Is she stupid?"
Li Fenfang was afraid of meeting people from the art troupe, so she hurried back.
Little do people know that the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.
"Ouch."
Li Fenfang was bumped on the shoulder and felt a sharp pain. The lunch box slipped out of her hand and fell straight to the ground, revealing the Job's tears inside.
Ignoring the pain, Li Fenfang picked up the lunch box and ran away.
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