"good!"
When An Miaomiao went to the kitchen.
Anke was already making milk tea. He scooped out a few spoonfuls of the white sugar he bought and slowly simmered it over low heat, just as An Wanwan had told him. As time passed, the sugar in the pot began to melt, small bubbles appeared, and the color gradually changed from yellowish-white to sesame oil color.
When it's slightly the color of a jujube and smells a bit like caramel.
Anke brought over the black tea and scooped a few small spoonfuls into the pot.
Wait until big bubbles appear in the pot.
Anke added water, which was pre-boiled water.
"Great job, very well done!"
An Miaomiao smiled and praised her.
She's always the one being criticized.
An Ke was suddenly flattered and immediately became arrogant: "Of course, don't you know who I am? I'm so smart, and Fourth Sister explained it in such detail, how could I possibly make a mistake?"
An Miaomiao found it amusing: "Give them a little sunshine and they'll bloom."
Anke snorted and continued working.
The water in the pot gradually turned amber, looking bright and clear; it looked quite good.
Just when An Miaomiao thought An Ke was fine.
Anke hadn't mixed the goat milk in the right proportion and had added too much: "Um, should I add some tea leaves in?"
An Miaomiao was speechless at An Ke: "You idiot, you can't take praise at all! How can this be? It won't even taste the same. You keep it for yourself, I'll make it!"
Su Yueniang couldn't help but ask for an encore.
An Ke looked completely innocent: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I just lost my balance for a moment."
While An Miaomiao was making milk tea.
Su Yueniang stopped making fruit tea and started making the pearls that An Wanwan had mentioned.
Their family originally only had one stove.
If everyone worked together, there wouldn't be enough stoves, so An Wanwan had An Ke and the others set up two more stoves in a corner of the yard, and also made a small hole to put the pot on top.
now.
The boiled water is placed in the top pot.
Su Yueniang chose a stove, cleaned the small pot on it, poured in some cooled boiled water, and then put the brown sugar she had bought into it.
Too much heat won't do.
Su Yueniang kept a close eye on the fire, being very careful, but her efforts paid off, and the brown sugar melted quite well.
The fire was put out.
Su Yueniang poured the prepared tapioca flour into the pot, stirring it quickly as she poured it in. She stirred it until there was no dry flour left before pouring it out, and then kneaded it like dough.
Su Yueniang used to make dark-colored steamed buns and cornbread.
She massaged with just the right amount of pressure, and it didn't take long to finish.
Roll it into a strip.
Cut into small pieces.
Su Yueniang gently rubbed it with her hands.
Although she found it a bit troublesome, she still worked very hard because she thought she could make money from it.
Knead well.
Su Yueniang checked them and rolled some of the ones that weren't perfectly round. After rolling them, she coated them with a layer of dry tapioca flour and couldn't wait to show them to An Wanwan.
"Wanwan, Wanwan, what do you think of the black pearls your mother made?"
Su Yueniang started shouting even before she entered the room.
An Wanwan was leaning against the headboard, looking at the storybook An Miaomiao had bought, when she saw her mother come in with a small basin, her face beaming with smiles.
She quickly put down the book and sat up.
At this moment, Su Yueniang had already come to her: "Wanwan, how did Mother do?"
"It's great, not bad!"
An Wanwan praised him generously.
Su Yueniang's smile widened, and she said, "Wanwan, then Mother will continue making mango pearls and peach pearls..."
"good!"
After replying, An Wanwan added, "Mom, please take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."
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