After the genius was abolished, he became my Taoist companion

17.Red bean shortbread and red bean balls

When Tan Duzhi came out of the inner room in a wheelchair, he saw Ye Huangui kneading noodles on the small dining table.There was a clay pot on the table, which was open at this time, revealing the snow-white lard that had been dug into a hole.

Next to the clay pot are the previously made honey red beans. The dark red honey red beans are lying in a large bowl one by one, and they look delicious.

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair rolling, Ye Hugui raised his head in surprise: "Hey? Why did you get up?! Why didn't you call me?"

Tan Duzhi can only move one arm, how did he move himself into the wheelchair?Ye Huangui was about to come over and give him a push, when he heard Tan Duzhi say, "You are busy with your own work, don't worry about me."

Ye Huangui looked at his shiny hands, it was really not convenient for him to push the wheelchair like this.

Tan Duzhi looked at the pot, and he actually took the initiative to ask: "Do you use lard to knead the noodles?"

Ye Huangui couldn't help giving Tan Du a high look: "Wow, Lao Tan, you are so amazing! You can tell the difference between flour and rice noodles!"

Tan Duzhi was very honest: "I can't tell the difference." Because he recently ate scallion oil fried pancakes and saw Ye Huangui scooping flour.He asked seriously, "Is there any difference?"

Looking at the white powder, Tan Duzhi admitted that he didn't know the grains.

Ye Huangui smiled and said, "Flour is made from ground wheat, and rice noodles are made from ground rice. It tastes very different. You'll understand after a while!"

Ye Huangui finally kneaded the water-oil-noodle mixture in the tub into a dough, and he wiped the sweat from his brow: "Water-oil skin is really hard to knead."

Tan Du subconsciously asked: "Shuiyoupi?"

Ye Huangui said: "To make shortbread, I need to use water-oil skin and pastry. What I am making now is water-oil skin. As the name suggests, water and lard need to be added to it."

Tan Duzhi was a little curious: "If you add water and lard, can it be kneaded like this?"

Ye Huangui smiled and said: "Of course not, there is a ratio. Generally speaking, three parts of flour, one part of lard, plus a little more cold rice than lard, and a little sugar, just knead vigorously!"

While talking, he put the kneaded water and oil skin aside, and then he took out another large bowl and scooped a spoonful of flour into it.

The lard boiled before has solidified at this time, and the lard that was egg white-like when it was hot has now turned into a dense milky white, and it takes a lot of effort to dig out a lump.

Ye Huangui held the oil jar and used a big spoon to pick out the lard in the jar. After picking out about half a bowl of lard with flour, he finally put down the jar.

The mule cart rattled forward. In the middle of the mule cart, Ye Huangui concentrated on kneading the dough, while Tan Duzhi watched him quietly.The drizzle made a rustling sound on the roof of the car, and the inside of the frame seemed quiet for a while.

Tan Duzhi kneaded half a spoonful of lard and a bowl of flour into shiny balls: "The pastry is done!"

Tan Duzhi didn't quite understand: "Is there any difference between the pastry and the previous water and oil skin?"

Ye Huangui thought for a while and said: "The method is different. The pastry is kneaded only with lard and flour, without adding water. The taste is also different. The water-oil skin is softer, while the pastry is crisper. The water-oil skin is usually wrapped with pastry. The cakes are good-looking. Look! Isn't it easy to tell the difference?"

Ye Huangui put the water-oil skin and pastry together on the chopping board. The difference between the two ingredients is quite large at first glance.The water oily skin is whiter in color and looks more moist.The pastry is yellow in color and looks a little dry.

Ye Huangui plucked the watery skin and pastry into small pieces that were only a little bigger than his thumb. The irregular small pieces rolled in his palm, and when they came out again, they turned into round beads. .

His movements are very smooth, and seeing the noodles roll out of his palm one by one, this scene is particularly joyful.

This is not over yet, after the two kinds of oil skins turned into beads, he took out the small rolling pin again as if by magic.He brushed a thin layer of oil on the rolling pin, and of course, the same goes for the chopping board.

I saw that he picked up a water oil skin bead and pressed it on the chopping board, and then flexibly pressed it around with a rolling pin, and the water oil skin bead became a water oil skin.

At this time, he took the pastry beads and put them on the water oil skin, and saw that with a slight movement of his fingers, the pastry beads were wrapped in the water oil skin!

It's not over yet!With a rolling pin, he rolled the freshly wrapped medicine into a long strip and rolled it up.

Tan Duzhi couldn't understand: "What is... what are you doing?"

Ye Huangui explained: "In this way, you can add a few more layers of water-oil skin and ghee, and after baking, there will be many layers of puff pastry! Do you think this is the end? It's early, there is just such a puff pastry, and there are more layers of puff pastry!" Wake up for a cup of tea, then flatten, roll out, roll up, and wake up the noodles...you have to wake up the noodles twice!"

Tan Duzhi said in a deep voice: "It's quite complicated." I didn't expect that there are so many details in making a cake.

Ye Huangui laughed a few times: "Yes, making dim sum is a hassle. But after putting in the time and energy, the cakes are delicious!"

And he feels that cooking dim sum or dishes is very stress-relieving. When he is in a bad mood, he bakes a batch of dim sum, and he feels happy.

Ye Huangui's speed was fast, and within a short while the puff pastry rolled into small rolls was put under the wet gauze to wake up.

Just when Tan Duzhi thought he could relax for a while, Ye Huangui moved, this time he opened the cabinet: "Old Tan, show you rice noodles!"

Tan Duzhi refused. He is not interested in studying flour and rice noodles, okay?However, Ye Huangui was too enthusiastic. He scooped a spoonful of rice noodles from the bowl and handed it to Tan Duzhi: "Old Tan, look, this is rice noodles."

Tan Duzhi glanced at the rice noodles in front of him, not to mention, it really made him see the difference.Rice noodles look more delicate and shiny, which is indeed different from flour.

It's just... Tan Duzhi asked in confusion: "What do you do with rice noodles?"

Ye Huangui smiled and said, "I'll make red bean dumplings for you."

As he spoke, he poured the rice noodles into the bowl quickly, and then slowly poured hot water into the bowl.While pouring hot water, he stirred the rice noodles in the bowl, and the rice noodles quickly turned into small pieces.

Seeing that there was still a lot of dry rice noodles in the bowl, Ye Huangui added a little more hot water, and he soon regretted it: "Oh, I added too much water!"

Tan Duzhi asked cooperatively, "Then what should we do?"

Ye Huangui showed a bright smile: "Hey, if there is too much water, add rice noodles, if there is too much rice noodles, add water!"

Tan Duzhi: ...

It's really simple and rude!

After a while, the rice noodles became a smooth dumpling.The dumplings are very round and look very cute.Ye Huangui held the bowl and admired it for a while: "Ah~~ so cute~"

Then, amidst his muttering, the cute glutinous rice dumpling was chopped into pieces by him.

Tan Duzhi: ...

Ye Huangui kneaded the irregular glutinous rice dumplings into a few roughly thick sticks of glutinous rice. He shook his head and said, "Usually, I like to use a knife to cut the dumplings. After cutting them, I knead them. But today, in order to highlight the handicraft , I am going to be an extraordinary one!"

Tan Duzhi's gaze was indeed attracted, and Ye Hugui grinned and pulled the strips into little thumb-sized pellets: "Look! It's all done by hand!"

Tan Duzhi: ...

The medicines that were picked out were large and small and spread the whole chopping board, Ye Huangui casually squeezed three or four pills and put them in the palm of his hand.I saw him clasping his hands together, rolling the glutinous rice jelly in his hand, and when he came out again, the irregular jiaozi turned into irregularly large and small round balls.

The rolled balls fell into the wooden basin he had prepared in advance. There was some rice flour under the wooden basin. After falling into the wooden basin, the small balls would not stick together because they were protected by glutinous rice flour.

After a while, he harvested a large bowl of xiaoyuanzi, and Ye Huangui felt very accomplished: "It's cooking red bean xiaoyuanzi!"

As he said that, he took out the small stove, and put a small pot with a round head and a round head on the stove. The whole body of the pot was blue. Rather than calling it a pot, it would be more appropriate to call it a large cup with a lid.

But this is the pot!Ye Huangui confirmed it!

The flame in the stove rose slowly, and Ye Huangui directly put the pot on the stove.The flame licked the bottom of the pot, Ye Huangui lifted the lid and took a look: "The color is really good."

There is half a pot of soup in the pot, which is the soup left after cooking red beans that day.Ye Huangui put away the soup, and now it happens to be used to cook red bean balls!

However, the little red bean powder in the soup was not enough, so Ye Huangui put some of the prepared honey red beans into the pot.While putting red beans in the pot, he also fed Tan Duzhi: "Take a bite from Lao Tan? See if it tastes better than the previous two days."

The honey red beans are a bit cold, but they are pink and sweet in the mouth. Compared with the blandness of the previous two days, the taste today is obviously much better!Tan Duzhi nodded implicitly: "It's much better."

Ye Huangui re-rolled the noodles that had been woken up before and put them aside to wake up. At this time, the red bean soup on the stove had already boiled.

Open the lid of the pot, and you can see that in the dark red red bean soup, the red beans are rolling up and down with the soup. If you look closely, there are many fine red bean paste in the soup.

When the snow-white glutinous rice balls collided with the red beans, the coat of the balls was dyed red, with a thin layer of red bean paste.

After a while, the glutinous rice balls floated on the surface, which means they are cooked!

Ye Huugui scooped up a spoonful of soup and tasted it, and he smashed it: "Hmm... a bit bland." He added two spoonfuls of brown sugar to the pot and stirred it, and when the brown sugar melted, he replaced it with another one. The spoon scooped up half a spoonful of red bean soup and brought it to Tan Duzhi's lips: "Old Tan, see if you want to add more sugar?"

After getting Tan Duzhi's negative answer, Ye Huangui put the casserole aside from the stove, took out the big bowl Tan Duzhi used, and filled it with beans and balls.

Tan Duzhi looked at the red bean balls in front of him, and saw that the soup in the bowl was thicker than he expected, and the soup was covered with pink and white balls and swollen red beans.

Ye Huangui slapped his head suddenly: "I almost forgot! Come! Add some sweet-scented osmanthus!"

As he spoke, he took out a small jar from the storage bag, which was filled with golden sweet-scented osmanthus, scooped up a spoonful and put it in a bowl, the sweetness of the red beans suddenly had the flavor of the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Tan Duzhi looked at Yuanzi Hongdou in front of him, and said softly, "Thank you."

The whole world thought he was a waste, the sect couldn't wait to push him out, and the clan members happily severed ties with him.Only Ye Huanhui was willing to make cakes and soup for him, no matter what purpose he approached him for, at this moment, Tan Duzhi really thanked him.

Ye Huangui smiled and filled himself with a small bowl of red beans, and he sat next to Tan Duzhi: "If you like, I will grow some red beans this year, and I will also make mung bean cake and pea yellow."

Tan Duzhi nodded: "Well, good."