"These should be enough." Meng Nanxu looked at the jasmine in the basket and nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing her voice, Wei Shengmo not far away also stopped picking.

Tomorrow is the day when the two cubs start school. Meng Nanxu plans to bring them some delicious food. After much deliberation, she decides to make some refreshing jasmine mung bean cakes.

"What should we do with these flowers?" Wei Shengmo asked curiously, lifting the basket.

Meng Nanxu picked up a small jasmine flower and sniffed it lightly: "Dry it and grind it into pollen."

With empty hands, she followed behind Wei Shengmo, her peach blossom eyes were full of smiles.

In the kitchen, Wei Shengmo put down two big baskets: "What are you going to do next?"

Meng Nan smiled and pushed him out the door: "Mung bean cake is a difficult delicacy, you'd better stop making trouble here and go play with the two cubs."

Wei Shengmo looked up, and saw two sleepy-eyed cubs walking down the stairs.

"Then I took them to exercise?"

"Go, go." Meng Nanxu smiled, "When you come back, the delicious food will be ready."

After seeing off the big cat and the two little villains, Meng Nanxu started cooking food.

With the help of high-tech in the interstellar age, she quickly dried and ground jasmine flowers into jasmine powder.

For a time, the whole kitchen was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers.

Meng Nanxu sifted through the pollen through a sieve, and then put it aside for later use.

"Moss, help me get the mung beans that were soaked yesterday."

"Good host."

The round-headed smart butler took the order and brought over the mung beans that were placed in the storage room next door.

"Thank you, Moss," Meng Nanxu said with a smile.

Moss quickly shook his head: "Moss is very happy to help you."

The mung beans in the pot were slightly swollen compared to when they were just put in yesterday. Meng Nanxu rubbed them lightly, and the mung bean skins fell off with a rustle.

Peeling mung beans is a big project, but with the full help of Moss, Meng Nanxu completed this step quickly.

The peeled mung beans are pale yellow and piled up in the pot, like a small hill in early spring.

The next step was to steam mung beans. During this waiting time, Meng Nanxu began to prepare the fillings for mung bean cakes.

Loquat jam, rose jam, apricot jam, strawberry jam... Add fried yam powder into it, and then form them into balls of uniform size, and the filling is done.

At this time, the mung beans were steamed. Meng Nanxu poured them into the basin and crushed them into mung bean puree. During this process, the heat and the aroma of mung beans drifted away, and the whole room was filled with the fresh fragrance of mung beans. It makes people feel refreshed.

Sieve the crushed and cooled mung bean puree, so that the taste of the finished product will be more delicate.

Start the pot again, turn on the low heat, brush the pot with camellia oil to prevent sticking, and then pour the sieved mung bean paste into the pot. The delicious mung bean cake is sweet but not greasy, so how to control the sweetness is a test of the chef's experience .

Meng Nanxu's hand is very steady, whether it is white sugar or whipped cream, the amount added is just right.

After a while, a faint sweet smell wafted out of the pot. She carefully stirred it until the mung bean paste gradually released sand and huddled into a ball before turning off the fire.

When the mung bean paste returned to normal temperature, Meng Nanxu added the jasmine pollen that had just been prepared.

Jasmine mung bean cake adds a unique aroma of jasmine to the original mung bean cake, which has an unforgettable and unique fragrance.

Meng Nanxu took a piece of mung bean paste and wrapped it with the fillings prepared earlier. This process does not have much technical content. As long as you are careful, anyone can do it well.

With the passage of time, the swollen mung bean cake embryos were freshly baked. Meng Nanxu sorted them out while wrapping them up, neatly stacking the different flavors into different categories.

"Moss, please bring me the mold I made earlier."

Delicious food must have a beautiful appearance. Meng Nanxu used molds to press mung bean cakes into different shapes. The ones with loquat fillings are little tigers, the ones with roses are small birds, the ones with apricots are small wolves, and the ones with strawberry fillings It's a little leopard...

All kinds of naive little animals appeared on the plate, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

These patterns are all drawn by Weisheng ink. If you look closely, you can see the characteristics of their family of four, especially the little snow wolf and little snow leopard. They are so cute that people can't bear to eat them.

Meng Nanxu looked away regretfully, and looked at the "little bird" stuffed with roses and the "little tiger" stuffed with loquats.

The little bird is beautiful and majestic, and the phoenix feathers on its head are even more vivid.

As for the little tiger—maybe because the painting is of himself, it looks a lot more scribbled than the other three small animals.

It's not my fault, Meng Nanxu picked up a little tiger and put it in his mouth without any hesitation.

Well, it smells so good.

Meng Nanxu was very satisfied.

·

"Uncle Weisheng, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Shanglu, who was training, looked over very keenly.

Wei Shengmo shook his head: "I'm fine."

It's just that his back suddenly felt cold just now, maybe someone is trying to trick him again?

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