Guozijian little cook

Chapter 94 Waterfall Mochi
With the help of Yan Changxia and Yan Xingxuan, Aunt Fu and the others couldn't even get their hands in.

Simply, they also let go and chatted with Aunt Yu.

Xiao Nianzhi originally didn't want to use too many stoves, but after finding that some were not enough, she planned to start another one later.

The mochi will be ready in no time, but the sweet soup with mochi is not cooked yet!

After the cassava flour is added to the milk, it needs to be stirred constantly to prevent it from sticking to the pan. The sugar is put in together with the cassava flour.

In fact, if there is condensed milk at this time, add it in, the taste will be more fragrant, and at the same time, the mochi that comes out at the end will be more viscous and have a better texture.

However, if you want to make homemade condensed milk, you need maltose as an auxiliary material, and it is the kind of maltose that is just out of the pan and is still in a soft state.

This also means that maltose also needs to be made on site.

However, the raw material of maltose is wheat, or the kind of wheat with a section of thin and tender buds.

If you want to do it now, it must be too late.

So, next time, you can prepare it in advance in case you need it.

Condensed milk is still relatively durable, and it will not affect the taste if it is made in advance.

The milk pot needs to be stirred constantly, which hindered Xiao Nianzhi's hands and feet.

The sweet soup needs to be cooked, but this is simple, Xiao Nianzhi saw Yan Xingxuan approaching again, and directed him to go.

Laishun wanted to help, but he was good at serving the prince, but he had never been in the kitchen, so he couldn't tell the difference. He asked him to get brown sugar, and walked around the seasoning area for a long time, but he couldn't tell which jar contained it. What is brown sugar.

In the end, Yan Xingxuan went up by himself, probably because he felt that Laishun was in the way, so he sent him out.

Laishun:.

Wronged, dare not say.

The sweet soup base of waterfall mochi can be simple brown sugar water, which is relatively popular.

Of course, if you like other flavors, or fruit, you can also squeeze it into juice, stir it with milk, and then use it as a base for sweet soup.

It was raining today, and the fruits in the garden were not easy to pick, Xiao Nianzhi didn't want to bother, so he asked Yan Xingxuan to boil brown sugar water.

Xiao Nianzhi still has some secret red beans.

It's just that the quantity is not much, so she is going to steam some more, and then put it in a jar, which can be used for a while.

If students come to eat later, they can also use it.

Probably because of the rainy weather, the cafeteria would not see students once the dinner time was over. I guess everyone is not willing to toss and come out, right?
After the cassava flour and milk are thoroughly blended, and then heated to high temperature, it will gradually become sticky and soft, and then it can be out of the pot.

The degree of fusion is the best, this depends on the feel, one is the resistance when stirring, and the other is to directly stir up a section to see the drawing effect.

It can be pulled up silky and has a bit of thick silk, like the effect of a waterfall falling from the sky, it is the best!

The brown sugar water is easy to boil, the brown sugar is boiled, and the water is boiled.

Yan Xingxuan picked up the pot of brown sugar water in time, put it aside, and at the same time raised his voice to remind: "Miss Xiao, this side is ready."

While speaking, his eyes fell on the pot under Xiao Nianzhi's hand.

At this time, under Xiao Nianzhi's hands, the cooked mochi is milky white in color and has an attractive aroma. When the spoon is turned slightly, people can clearly see that it is soft, tender and silky.

Yan Xingxuan swallowed calmly.

Xiao Nianzhi put the pot aside and responded at the same time: "Okay."

While talking, he had already walked over, put the cooled black sesame seeds into the mortar, and pounded them into fine powder.

Yan Xingxuan saw that there was work to be done, and immediately leaned over: "Miss Xiao, do you want me to come?"

Xiao Nianzhi didn't stop him either, after giving him the space, he added another sentence: "It's almost done, just add a little brown sugar and grind it in."

With the cooperation of several people, the speed is still very fast.

Except that the red beans are hard and not ripe, other materials are ready.

Xiao Nianzhi took a bowl and poured the boiled brown sugar water into it, filling each bowl only six to seven cents full.

There are not many people now, just Xiao Nianzhi and two aunts.

No students came for a while, so Xiao Nianzhi only poured eight bowls.

Then pick up the boiled mochi with a spoon, draw them into shreds, tear them apart, and then put them into the brown sugar water bowl.

Xiao Nianzhi's movements were really as smooth as flowing water, without any feeling of lag.

In her hands, the mochi seemed to have really become a controllable waterfall, and she could cut it off wherever she wanted.

After the mochi is laid out, put a small spoonful of secret red beans on top of the mochi, and finally add a spoonful of black sesame brown sugar powder on the side of the bowl.

Yan Xingxuan almost held his breath, watching Xiao Nianzhi's operation.

The brown sugar water with a faint sweet fragrance slowly wraps the pure white mochi, and the soft and sweet red beans are slightly dotted on it.

It seems like red plum blossoms blooming in the white snow.

A little bit of black sesame and brown sugar powder on the side of the bowl seems to be a casual splash-ink painting by tourists. It means that only a corner of the world can be dyed, and you can get a glimpse of the whole winter scene.

Yan Xingxuan couldn't help clapping his hands and praised: "This is good!"

Hearing his excited voice, Xiao Nianzhi felt a little embarrassed.

It's just a little trick, it's just a time difference.

Before she could say anything, Yan Xingxuan said curiously, "Excuse me, Miss Xiao, this thing..."

Halfway through the words, I can't think of the precise wording, after all, I'm really a scumbag.

Unable to figure it out, Yan Xingxuan directly put it down: "What is this called?"

Laishun:.

My lord, you have to tell me everything about you!

Xiao Nianzhi didn't care, he nodded at him whether he was dragging the text or speaking in plain language: "Waterfall Mochi."

After listening, Yan Xingxuan nodded half-understanding: "Good name."

He thought it was called Baixue Hongmei.

This was already the most elegant name he could think of after exhausting all his knowledge reserves.

He didn't ask, but Yan Changxia was curious: "Sister, why is it called this name?"

As soon as Xiao Nianzhi heard it, he knew that the opportunity had come. He took the pot where the mochi was cooking, and picked up a section with a spoon to show the other party: "Look, when you stir it lightly, it looks like a waterfall falling from the sky. As for the mochi, it is Because the material inside was discovered by my father by accident. It looks like yam, but it is not the same. At first, my father thought it was a medicinal material because it was a bit toxic, but later found that after processing, it can get a good stickiness. The starch in the potato may have gone through high temperature, and the toxicity is gone, so my father guessed that this may also be a kind of potato, and I have been calling it potato."

After finishing speaking, fearing that the two of them might misunderstand, Xiao Nianzhi first picked up a bowl and ate a mouthful: "It may be the characteristics of the plant. After it is cooked, it is really not poisonous. I have eaten it before. This time I will eat it." The capital also brought some over, but my father discovered it by accident, and the quantity is not much."

Now it's one meal, one less meal.

Whether there will be any in the future depends on whether you can find new cassava!

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