Yu Zhizhi smiled and replied, "You can help me peel the mangoes and peaches, and then grind them into a smooth juice with the grapes and apricots respectively."
There was a stone mill outside the kitchen, which came in handy.
Next, Yu Zhizhi instructed He Pingan to grind the tea leaves into powder, and Xiao Tao to steam the mung beans and cook the red beans into red bean paste.
Aunt He has already removed the cores from the hawthorns. Yu Zhizhi only needs to steam them until soft and then grind them into slightly coarse hawthorn pieces.
This makes it more textured when you eat it.
Two hours later, He Yang swaggered into the kitchen. "Boss, is there anything else I need to do?"
At this moment, Yu Zhizhi was pouring yogurt and melted syrup into a wooden plate containing hawthorn pieces, mango juice, peach juice, and red bean paste in proportion.
"You stir the juice in these four wooden buckets until it is well mixed, and then pour it into these ice cream molds."
"Okay!"
He Yang grinned; this job was too easy.
When you put them in a cold storage room and refrigerate them for more than two hours, they will freeze into ice.
After making the hawthorn popsicles, mango popsicles, peach popsicles, and red bean popsicles, Yu Zhizhi didn't stop for a moment.
Fang Lanzhu looked at the large plate of egg liquid in front of her, her eyes full of curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "Zhizhi, is this egg liquid also used to make ice cream? I clearly saw that none of the ice creams used eggs."
Yu Zhizhi smiled and nodded, patiently explaining, "Yes, adding egg liquid to the ice cream we're going to make later will make their milk flavor even richer."
Immediately afterwards, Yu Zhizhi poured the egg mixture, milk, and sugar into the pot, and turned to Instruct Aunt He, who was in charge of tending the fire, "Aunt He, remember to keep the fire low the whole time."
"I understand," Aunt He replied with a smile.
This process requires constant stirring until the milk becomes boiling hot. After the milk cools down, Yu Zhizhi begins making slushy ice cream.
She skillfully poured purple grape juice, orange apricot juice, and green matcha juice into three wooden buckets containing freshly processed milk in specific proportions, and then stirred them thoroughly.
Finally, Yu Zhizhi also specially made mung bean milk ice cream and pure milk ice cream.
I was busy from morning till night, making about two thousand ice creams in a whole day.
But that's not enough; Yu Zhizhi plans to make more than four thousand.
She planned to sell a thousand cigarettes each day for four days, and keep the rest to enjoy slowly.
The next day, they split into two groups. Yu Zhizhi and Xiao Tao, along with Yun Haodong and his wife, continued to work busily making ice cream, while He Yang and Xiao Chen were responsible for putting the frozen ice cream into oil paper bags.
However, before that, He Yang needed to write the name of the ice cream on each oil paper bag.
Worried that they might make a mistake, Yu Zhizhi pointed to the colorful ice cream and asked, "Do you remember what flavors these ice creams are?"
Yun Xiaochen immediately raised her hand to answer: "Red is hawthorn popsicle, pink is peach popsicle, yellow is mango popsicle, dark brown is red bean paste popsicle, dark purple is grape slush ice cream, orange is apricot slush ice cream, green is matcha slush ice cream. And white..."
"Mmm~~"
Just then, He Yang suddenly reached out his chubby hand and covered Yun Xiaochen's mouth, then eagerly answered, "The white one is pure milk ice cream, and the one with mung beans is mung bean milk ice cream."
This kid is so smooth-talking! He has no sense at all. You should at least give him a chance to answer.
Yu Zhizhi couldn't help but laugh as she watched this scene. She reached out and patted her little brother's head, praising him, "Xiao Chen is so smart, he got them all right. I'll give you an ice cream as a reward later."
Hearing her sister's praise, Yun Xiaochen blinked her big eyes happily and asked, "Can I choose my favorite flavor myself?"
Actually, he had his eye on that grape-shaped slush ice cream for a long time.
Yu Zhizhi smiled and nodded, "Of course."
At the same time, she didn't overlook the conspicuous bag next to her, and turned to He Yang to say, "You won't be shortchanged."
Upon hearing this, He Yang immediately grinned from ear to ear, so excited he almost jumped up, eager to try it right away.
His eyes were immediately drawn to the frozen ice cream when he saw it, and he couldn't look away.
Wow, those ice creams are not only pretty to look at.
Moreover, he seemed to feel a slight chill.
It was the hottest time of the afternoon, and if it weren't for the large amount of ice in the kitchen, they would probably be sweating profusely.
Yu Zhizhi walked briskly to the cold storage, carrying a simple wooden freezer. She filled the freezer with some ice cream and then happily returned to the kitchen.
"Time for ice cream!"
Upon hearing this, He Yang immediately scurried over, his face beaming with a bright smile: "Boss, give me a hawthorn popsicle."
He took the ice cream, quickly tore open the oil paper bag, and took a big bite without hesitation. However, before Yu Zhizhi could even warn him, she heard him scream!
"ah!"
"So cold!"
It was so cold that he shivered.
Everyone turned to look at him with curiosity, only to see He Yang's features contort into a grimace, his expression a mixture of pain and amusement.
It's hilarious.
It's so funny it makes you want to laugh.
After his negative example and Yu Zhizhi's reminder, everyone began to carefully savor their ice cream.
He Yang licked his lips and said with satisfaction, "Boss, mine is sweet and sour, with a particularly strong hawthorn flavor. You can even taste the hawthorn flesh. It's so refreshing!"
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