After wearing the book, I farmed and raised children and became the emperor

With the help of two cooks, Shao Qingyi cleaned the stone mill, then dried it, and began to grind mung bean flour.

This work is relatively exhausting. The two cooks saw Shao Qingyi turning such a big stone mill, so thin and small, they couldn't help but said: "Fu Lang, let's do it!"

Shao Qingyi looked at the mung bean flour in the bucket, and felt that it was enough to make some mung bean cakes, so she said, "You two, follow me to learn how to make mung bean cakes. After you learn it, the three of us can work together."

Hearing this, the two cooks followed Shao Qingyi back to the kitchen.

Shao Qingyi poured the ground mung bean powder into a bowl, then put it on the pot and started steaming.

"This mung bean cake should not be done this way. But we don't have time now, so we can only use this tricky way." Shao Qingyi explained to the two cooks, "The correct way should be to soak the mung beans until soft, and then Boil until soft. Boil the soft mung beans, then crush them, fry them with oil and sugar to make mung bean puree, and press out the shape with a mold to complete.”

While talking, Shao Qingyi took out the steamed mung bean powder from the steamer: "According to our current method, we need to steam the mung bean powder first. After that, add oil and sugar to stir fry the mung bean powder." Mud. This amount of oil and sugar will do.”

While demonstrating, Shao Qingyi gently stir-fried the mung bean paste in the pan until it became soft and delicate.

The two chefs carefully studied every detail in the production process.

In the past, their cooking skills were all explored by themselves, but there is no such good opportunity as now, and there are people teaching them.

Knowing that the opportunity is rare, they study very seriously.

After frying, Shao Qingyi took out the mung bean paste from the pot: "Let it cool for a while, and then you can use the mold to shape it later."

Hearing this, the two hurriedly brought over the mold they had just dug out.

Shao Qingyi kneaded the warm mung bean paste into a ball, then pressed it hard on the mold, and turned it upside down on the plate, and a beautiful mung bean cake was ready.

The two cooks couldn't help but marvel at Shao Qingyi turning mung beans into such a beautiful pastry as if by magic.

"Okay, this is how to make mung bean cake. Have you learned it yet?" Shao Qingyi asked.

Aunt Wang and Aunt Li looked at each other, then nodded: "Yes, I will, but I haven't actually done it. I don't know if I will."

Shao Qingyi understands what the two of them mean. Many times, their eyes can understand their brains, but they may still find problems when they actually do it.

Shao Qingyi said casually: "I'll continue to grind mung beans, you two will try to do it yourself later."

"Hey, Fulang, let me grind the beans." Aunt Wang hurriedly stopped when she heard the words, "You teach Aunt Li how to do it here, and when she learns it, let her do it for me."

Upon hearing this, Shao Qingyi thought it was a good idea, so she agreed.

The three of them worked together to get busy for the evening party.

After a while, Chu Yuxuan came over with his two children.

"Senior brother, what delicious food did you cook?" Foodie Chu Yuxuan asked the food as soon as he arrived.

The two children said: "Father, father, we also want to help!"

Aunt Wang and Aunt Li have changed shifts, and it is Aunt Wang who is making mung bean cakes with Shao Qingyi.

Seeing the two children with pink make-up and jade trim, Aunt Wang asked Shao Qingyi joyfully, "Fulang, these are the two young masters of you and your lord? They look so cute, like a dumpling."

Every parent is happy to hear people praise their children.

Shao Qingyi is no exception.

He nodded with a smile, and then said to the two children: "You two can help if you want, but since you want to help, you can't run away after a while? We have to make a lot of mung bean cakes. Can you hold on?"

"Yes!" the two children said childishly.

"Okay!" Shao Qingyi really arranged work for them after hearing the words, "Your task is to compact these mung bean pastes."

"Okay!" The two children responded in unison.

Chu Yuxuan saw that the job seemed quite easy, and hurriedly said, "I'll help too!"

After adding three laborers, their production speed was much faster.

Seeing that Aunt Li and Aunt Wang had learned how to make mung bean cake, Shao Qingyi took a knife and started cutting lard.

His movements were fast and steady, and he cut off a large pot of lard in a short while.

He carried the lard and walked to the vegetable sink.

The two children noticed his movements and asked curiously, "Father Mu, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to fry lard." Shao Qingyi replied while washing off the blood stains on the lard, "After frying, there will be lard crisps. Add some seasoning, and the taste will be very good."

"Is it lard residue? Dad fried it for us before!" The two children immediately recalled.

"Yes, that's the one." Shao Qingyi said with a smile, "I'll eat it for you when it's fried. You should do your homework first. If I find you lazy, your snacks will be gone."

"Yeah!" The two children responded again and again, and then continued with their work.

Seeing this, Aunt Li at the side couldn't help but praise: "Fu Lang, you teach the children really well, and the two young masters are so cute."

Shao Qingyi smiled when she heard the words, and said, "I didn't teach it much, it's the children who are sensible."

Hearing Mu's father praise him, Cheng Ping and Cheng'an sat up straighter.

He Changji, who finished handling his affairs, also wanted to come over to help, but was rejected by Shao Qingyi miserably: "Go and do other things, we are enough in the kitchen."

He Changji looked at Shao Qingyi pitifully, and replied: "Qingyi, I can take care of those tasks tomorrow! It's rare that you and the child are here today, so let me be lazy, okay?"

Shao Qingyi has always been soft and not tough, seeing He Changji, a big man talking like this, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted: "Okay, then you can fry lard for me."

"Okay!" He Changji, who finally got the approval, showed a happy smile on his face, and took the colander from Shao Qingyi's hand generously.

Shao Qingyi took out the seasonings she brought, and began to season the first batch of fried lard residue.

Other seasonings are available in Fucheng.

But for things like black pepper powder and chili powder, this is the only one in Shao Qingyi's hands.

Shao Qingyi added salt, black pepper, and a little chili powder to the fried lard residue, and skillfully turned the pot until all the seasonings were evenly mixed together, then greeted the two children and Chu Yuxuan: "You can eat these lard residues as snacks."

"Wow!" The two children cheered and jumped off their chairs.

Chu Yuxuan's movements were faster than theirs, and he simply and neatly took a piece of lard residue and stuffed it into his mouth, and soon there was a crisp sound of "click, click" coming out of his mouth, and there was still some ambiguity. Phrases such as "delicious!"

Although the two children were a step slower, they were not slow to eat. Shao Qingyi cut the cuts to the right size, and the two children ate several of them in one bite.

"Eat slowly." Shao Qingyi couldn't help saying, looking at the two children who were fighting for food with Chu Yuxuan.

"Yeah." The two children responded, but seeing that Chu Yuxuan's movements didn't mean to slow down at all, they also speeded up.

Shao Qingyi shook her head helplessly, and he took out two other small dishes, one for Aunt Li and the other for Aunt Wang.

"Where's mine?" Seeing this, He Changji couldn't help but said with aggrieved expression, "Don't I have my share?"

Shao Qingyi pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You are indispensable!"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of lard residue and brought it to He Changji's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."

He Changji ate the lard residue that Shao Qingyi fed him like a philanthropist, with a satisfied expression on his face: "The food made by Fu Lang is still so delicious!"

"How about?" Shao Qingyi continued to ask.

"Yes!" He Changji said bluntly.

So Shao Qingyi gave him a few more dollars.

Seeing this, Aunt Li on the side couldn't help but enviously said: "Your Excellency and Husband have such a good relationship."

When Aunt Li said this, Shao Qingyi blushed in embarrassment.

But He Changji accepted the compliment generously, and then said to Shao Qingyi: "Qingyi, don't bother feeding me, you can eat some yourself."

Shao Qingyi shook her head: "No, I have a fat-prone physique. After finally losing this body fat, I can't let it go. The calories of this lard residue are too high, so I'd better avoid it."

"Wow, Senior Brother Shao, you are too cunning, aren't you? You cook delicious food for us every day to make us gain weight, but you don't eat at all." Chu Yuxuan lived with Shao Qingyi these days, and he also knew that his mouth was spitting. What do those strange nouns that come out mean?

While talking, he took a piece of lard residue, and nimbly took a step forward and stuffed the food in his hand to Shao Qingyi: "Eat quickly, or we will eat it up later!"

Shao Qingyi reluctantly ate the food in her mouth.

There are many people and strength, and within an hour and a half, they prepared everything.

In the open space I saw in the afternoon, the original tanks had been removed and replaced by a few square tables and long benches.

There are also a few barbecue grills piled up next to it, a sense of sight of students having a picnic.

Shao Qingyi saw that there were not many barbecue grills, so she couldn't help but worry: "Chang Ji, will everyone really have enough to eat tonight? I'm afraid they are already starving before the food is cooked?"

"Don't worry, this grill can feed a lot of people!" He Changji heard the words, "And I ordered people to buy steamed buns. If it doesn't work, just eat steamed buns!"

Shao Qingyi couldn't help but feel ashamed after hearing He Changji's words.

How big are He Changji's brothers, so they don't mind such a perfunctory reception?

As a result, at night, when the guests arrived one after another, Shao Qingyi realized that she really seemed to be thinking too much.

These guests not only brought their own ingredients, but also seasonings, semi-finished products, and cooked food!

Seeing that there were cakes on the table, they were surprised and said, "Boss, when did you lose your temper?"

These brothers who dare to love He Changji have long known He Changji's nature, so they have already prepared for self-sufficiency!

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