Chapter 224 - Chapter 224: Chapter 220: December 28th, Preparing the Dough (Request for Monthly Tickets) _1 (1/2)

Chapter 224: Chapter 220: December 28th, Preparing the Dough (Request for Monthly Tickets) _1

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After that, Aunt Xue began to boil the milk, which might be cow’s milk.

She added frosting and glutinous rice flour to the milk, stirred them with a stirring rod until the sugar was completely dissolved.

She then let it simmer over low heat, stirring constantly.

At first, it was watery and not thick at all, but as the temperature rose, the milk would gradually thicken.

When it finally turned into a very thick paste, she took the milk pot off the fire.

Because the temperature inside the pot was still quite high, she had to keep stirring for a while to keep the paste smooth and lump-free.

Then, while it was still hot, she used a spatula to pour the milk paste into a greased wooden tray, smoothing the surface as much as possible, before leaving it outside to cool.

Meanwhile, Aunt Xue prepared another bowl of glutinous rice flour, a bowl of beaten eggs, and some toasted breadcrumbs.

Once everything was ready, the milk pastes had already solidified into jelly. Aunt Xue cut them into pieces of about the width of a finger.

She used a flat spoon to scoop up a piece of the milk jelly and rolled it in the glutinous rice flour to lock in the moisture, then rolled it in the beaten egg, and finally in the breadcrumbs before frying it in the oil over low heat.

When it was fried to a golden brown color, she took it out and placed it on a plate lined with dry lotus leaves, and the crispy milk cakes were successfully made.

“Miss, try it.” Aunt Xue handed a pair of chopsticks to Yingbao, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

Yingbao took the chopsticks and took a bite out of a crispy milk cake.

The crust was crispy, the inside was tender, and her mouth was instantly filled with a rich sweet milk flavor.

“They’re really delicious.” Yingbao ate one and wanted to eat more, she was a bit unsatisfied.

Aunt Xue laughed: “These milk cakes taste best when freshly fried, they are not as good if left for a long time, so in our shop, we fry them on the spot.

If your home is not convenient for frying, you can directly coat the milk jelly with a layer of sugar bean powder, it will also be delicious.”

“Thank you for letting me know, Aunt,” Yingbao thanked her.

As for the sugar bean powder, she knew about it because her Second Aunt Yanru could make it.

It involved washing yellow soybeans, frying them in a pan until they were cooked, then crushing them into a powder, sieving the coarse grains out, adding powdered sugar and mixing evenly.

This kind of sugar bean powder was very sweet, and many kinds of pastries used it as a filling, or sprinkled it on the outside.

After learning how to make crispy milk cakes, Yingbao excused herself from the kitchen.

She went to the front hall looking for her older cousin but couldn’t find him. Uncle Chou and Aunt Chou were not there either, only little Jin Tong was playing with his bamboo toy horse in the courtyard.

Yingbao went over and asked: “Jin Tong, have you seen my older brother?”

Jin Tong nodded, wiped his nose, and pointed to a moon gate, “Sister took brother to feed the fishes.”

Yingbao looked at the moon gate. That should be the inner courtyard, right?

What was her cousin thinking, running off to the inner courtyard with a girl to feed fishes?

Yingbao quickly went over to check.

As soon as she entered the moon gate, she saw a flower lattice wall blocking her view.

This kind of flower lattice wall was not high, on top were carved windows. You could see the scene of the inner courtyard through the window, but Yingbao was short and couldn’t see anything even when she tiptoed.

Suddenly, she saw Uncle Chou and Aunt Chou peeking through the window into the courtyard.

“Uncle Chou, Aunt Chou.” Yingbao called out.

Chou Fugui and his wife were startled and quickly turned around. When they saw it was Yingbao, they sighed in relief.

“Oh dear, I was about to invite your brother for dinner.” Aunt Chou grinned and walked over. She took Yingbao’s hand and led her away from the flower lattice wall, while giving her husband a knowing glance.

Chou Fugui understood, coughed, and called towards the courtyard: “Rong’er, the dinner table is ready. Please invite Shopkeeper Jiang to come over for a meal.”

“Okay!” A crisp voice came from behind the lattice wall.