Wen Zizhao looked at the stinky tofu in front of him, sniffed it carefully, and found that the tofu had a strong stinky smell at first, but it had a faint fragrance when he smelled it again.
So he no longer hesitated, took the chopsticks from Jiang Yu's hand, picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it into his mouth.
Jiang Yu quickly reminded: "Be careful, it's hot."
Then he looked at Wen Zizhao expectantly: "How is it?"
The five-spice stinky tofu highlights its freshness. The sauce is wrapped with powder made from mushrooms and dried shrimps, which is fresh and light. The mashed garlic has a non-irritating spiciness, which serves to enhance the flavor without covering up the mellow aroma of the stinky tofu itself. The aroma becomes more mellow the more you chew it. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and extremely delicious.
"Hmm..." Wen Zizhao groaned from the heat, breathing heavily while mumbling, "Delicious, delicious."
This action was exactly the same as that of Old Man Wen, leaving Qin Yun and the others speechless.
Wen Zizhao chewed it in big mouthfuls, and before he swallowed it, he couldn't wait to grab the second piece.
The white and tender chubby face bulged out like a little hamster hiding something.
Jiang Yu's heart melted. Seeing his flattering look, she couldn't help but sigh, "You really are like my own brother."
Xue Lin looked at me with a smile: "Why is this opening?"
Then, fry the soybeans, add sugar and grind them into powder. The soybean powder is delicate and slightly sweet, and is very delicious when used to make brown sugar rice cakes or donkey rolls.
Jiang Yunfan nodded and just opened his mouth wide when a voice suddenly came from the doorway, "Sister, sister, the milk is here. Is he going to make something bad for you?"
Fried food is always bad if you don't eat enough. Grandpa is too greedy.
The subsequent steps are still similar. Pour the milk into the pot, add sugar and starch and stir quickly until the milk solidifies and is easy to stir. Scrape the thick and sticky milk into a bowl and let it cool.
Jiang Yunfan nodded.
Xiao Yunzhou, who had taken a quick step back, saw Jiang Yu feeding other older brothers, and quietly came behind Jiang Yu, blocking Jiang Yunfan intentionally or unintentionally, then raised his head to look at Jiang Yu, and said in a milky voice: "Sister, Zhou Zhou also wants to eat."
As soon as Jiang Yu heard the sound, Wen Zizhao ran back first, followed by Xiao Yunzhou and Wei Zhuzhu.
Wen Ziyao, who was secretly observing through the door frame, lifted his leg and stepped in. He walked over slowly, greeted Qin Yun and the others, then slowly moved to Jiang Yu's side and whispered, "He's not my biological brother."
Only Jiang Yu was left on Jiang Yunfan's side. Jiang Yu sat under the stool, holding the plate, looking at Jiang Yunfan's watery eyes. Her maternal instinct was aroused, and she wanted to feed me with her own hands.
Jiang Yunfan blinked, looked at his brother, looked at his other friends, then looked at the sweets made of milk, and nodded heavily.
Jiang Yunfan pinched his sleeves anxiously, glanced at his brother who looked like he was eating, then glanced at Jiang Yu. He knew what he was thinking, and after a while he loudly replied, "Yeah."
Jiang Yu distributed the remaining stinky tofu to several big guys one by one.
Wen Zizhao and I all praised the delicious food.
Xue Lin raised her chopsticks and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"
Even though the food you cook is popular, you still feel depressed.
Jiang Yu looked at Jiang Yunfan who was talking quietly on the side, and then pulled me to her side: "Do you want to eat?"
Seeing this, Xue Linan took a step forward silently.
"The heart is hot, blow on it first and eat it with big mouthfuls."
Wen Ziyao held the plate and ate slowly and grunting, which scared Qin Yun and me so much that we kept asking him to eat faster, fearing that I would choke.
Soybean flour is refreshing and sweet. The filling on the outside is soft and sticky before you bite into the skin, and it has a strong milky flavor when you chew it.
You gently advised, "You should learn to speak up next time. Otherwise, others might guess what he's thinking, okay?"
Jiang Yunfan was watching from the side. I have a strong body and an extremely shy personality. I am quiet and talkative. Jiang Yu took the initiative to let me eat, and I would just act coquettishly to ask for it.
Aunt Jiang Yu lowered her head, bent down slightly, and poked Wen Ziyao's little face: "Ayao, do you want to eat?"
After dividing, you are about to eat the spicy stinky tofu you made later, and then make dessert for everyone.
Although Jiang Yunfan is strong, no one outside my family has ever spoiled me, so it hasn't been a long time since I was fed by anyone.
I chewed quickly, my eyes like white grapes lit up, and surprise gradually welled up in my eyes.
Xue Lin looked around the kitchen and found that Old Man Wen had already disappeared. She was confused and shook her head, "Grandpa really is..."
It stands to reason that sicker children should be favored, but in reality, it is more difficult for the family to pay attention to the dull and sweet-talking Wen Ziyao. Even Gu Qingli, while feeling sorry for Jiang Yunfan, also gave less pampering to Wen Ziyao.
Jiang Yu scooped up a spoonful of soft milk jelly and rolled it in soybean powder. The sticky surface of the milk jelly was covered with beige soybean powder and it could not be enjoyed. It looked complicated to make, but the taste was not good at all.
Jiang Yu continued to feed Xue Linan: "Stinky tofu."
Jiang Yu grinned at me. She was so pretty that even her big facial expressions were so adorable.
As a result, when you turned your head and looked at the wooden table, you found that the plate of stinky tofu you were about to eat had flown away.
Jiang Yu had originally wanted to make fried milk, but the restaurant was closed, and you hadn't baked bread. Fried milk without breadcrumbs felt soulless, so you decided to try something else.
Jiang Yu rubbed my head, sighed secretly, and handed me the spoon. I thanked him loudly and scooped up the milk jelly politely.
Gu Qingli, who had just come back from shopping, saw the scene and walked away silently.
Jiang Yunfan pursed his lips and swallowed the words. He blew on the stinky tofu under Jiang Yu's scorching gaze and took a big bite.
Wen Zizhao blinked his big eyes and smiled innocently at Jiang Yu.
After Jiang Yunfan swallowed that big mouthful, he opened his mouth and spoke before something came out of his mouth: "It really tastes bad."
The way I eat is exactly the same as Wen Ziyao's. I eat in a very polite manner, not much like my uncle.
I was about to say "You're the one who ruined it", but Jiang Yu hadn't picked up the stinky tofu and put it to my mouth yet.
You know a lot about raising children, but the older child is too shy and it's hard for him to talk, so he's ignored. My thoughts are, after all, no one is willing to guess what an older child is thinking at any time.
Wen Zizhao and I watched with eager eyes as the milk jelly covered with soybean powder became less and less. When Jiang Yu broke some, we all reached out our big hands and ate it with spoons.
Jiang Yunfan has a large, thin face, which makes his cloudy eyes like white grapes appear rounder and smaller. I looked at Jiang Yu puzzledly. I understand what you mean.
As for older children, what they hate most is of course sweet things.
Wen Zizhao was holding a piece of milk with a broken package, his round eyes staring at the plate in Jiang Yu's hand: "What are they eating?"
Wen Ziyao also nodded: "Well, aunt is really awesome. You should have asked your mother-in-law who cooks to make milk for you last time." As he spoke, he stretched out his spoon to continue scooping milk jelly to eat.
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