Chapter 85: Better than meat

Author: Flower Planting Little Master

Chapter 85: Better than meat

"Yes, why can't it?" Gentle rubbed his hands and walked over.

She hates waste the most!

Stockings are clean, and the tea leaves are also clean, and they are from their own tea gardens, which are much better than the broken tea bags in milk tea shops.

She took the stockings from her mother-in-law's hand, untied the knot, fiddled for a while, and smelled them again: "It smells so good~"

“That’s.”

Sun Yuniang is full of confidence in her own tea.

"Then I'll get the cotton cloth and make a cloth bag for you." After speaking, she went to work hard.

As soon as my mother-in-law left, gentle continued to eat duck.

There were some duck skins that were sliced ​​separately, without meat on them, and the browned duck skin was roasted crispy, and she sprinkled with white sugar alone.

On the other side, dipped in water and bubbling, gently extinguishing the fire in the small stove.

As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of dipping water immediately burst out, domineeringly occupying every inch of the kitchen.

This smell makes the cameraman hungry.

"Gentle, you are so amazing. You don't smell like a down jacket at all. It smells so good!" He couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, and he looked down and saw the smooth duck skin. He couldn't help but pick up a piece.

It was crispy and it exploded with a bite. The juice exploded on the tip of the tongue, as if the duck meat had turned into liquid, raging in every corner of the mouth.

Paired with white sugar, it is like adding pearls to milk tea, which not only adds chewyness, but also brings a different flavor.

It's simply delicious!

"Um..." The cameraman ate another piece.

Finally, under the gentle gaze, he reluctantly put down his chopsticks.

"I can't blame me for this. Your roast duck skin is so delicious, crispy, and even better than meat!"

The oil is a little oily, but with sugar, it just feels sweet and fragrant!

"You're not blamed." Wenrou laughed and pointed at the cameraman's mouth.

The camera then realized, smiled silly, and wiped his mouth clean.

Gently wipe the iron pot on the stove with a clean rag, make sure there is no water or oil, burn it on the heat, and immediately sprinkle white sugar into the pot.

She stir-fryed the sugar, and when the sugar began to melt and turned into caramel, she lifted the iron bucket and poured all the fresh milk in.

The milk began to boil, and the milk was bubbling. The gentleness did not add firewood. With the residual heat, she stirred the milk.

At this time, my mother-in-law had already brought the cloth bag and filled the tea leaves.

The top of the cloth pocket is surrounded by iron wire to form an open circle, and a handle made of wood is tied to the outermost point.

Gently held the handle and placed the cloth bag in the iron basin.

Her other hand was filled with a kettle and slowly poured boiling water into the cloth bag.

After passing the black tea in the cloth bag, the water flowing down has turned into tea and dyed red.

She raised her arms from time to time and landed again, and the water flow continued to change from high to low, hitting the tea leaves.

There was only one pot of water, and she had to make tea for a long time.

The cameraman saw that his arms began to feel sore.

"Gentle, what are you doing?" Sun Yuniang was puzzled.

How tiring is it to make tea like this!

According to the local method, cook fresh milk and black tea directly together, which makes it very delicious and rich milk tea.

"This is tea-pulling." The cameraman answered first, "I heard from the milk tea king before that the angle, height and time of tea-pulling are all important. The tea brewed in this way can effectively remove the astringent taste in the tea leaves and retain the aroma of the tea leaves."

However, that is the method of the milk tea king. Unexpectedly, Wenrou would do this trick!

Following Wenrou to do a show is simply his blessing.

"Is it that amazing?" Sun Yuniang was confused when she heard it. For the first time, she knew that she could become a king by making milk tea.

"No." Gentle put down the kettle and poured all the tea in the basin into the pot.

While stirring, she said, "It seems professional if there are more procedures!"

Most people’s taste buds are not that sensitive, and they can’t drink them at all.

"It's still a lot of people in the city." Sun Yuniang suddenly realized and came to the side of the pot again. "This milk tea is no different from what we usually cook, but the color is a little darker."

"It's no different, but I made it myself." Gentle scooped a bowl and handed it to Sun Yuniang, "Mom, do you taste it, is it delicious?"

Meeting the camera elder brother's hungry gaze, he handed a bowl gently and promptly.

Finally, three people, one bowl per person.

"Done!" Wenrou shouted.

What is inconsistent with the heroic movements is that everyone drinks it carefully, swallows it carefully, and tastes it slowly.

"It's delicious!" The cameraman's eyes lit up. People who don't like to drink milk tea think the taste is good, neither sweet nor greasy, and very mellow.

He recalled: "How to say it? It feels like Hokkaido milk, but it's just caramel-flavored, but because of the tea, it's not that greasy."

"I think it's good, it's really better than the milk tea we usually cook." Sun Yuniang nodded and drank it all in one go, "Next time, I'll give you some tea too!"

Looking at the milk foam left on the three of them, the audience was uneasy.

"No one stops me, I'm going to order milk tea today!"

"Without milk tea, there is no happiness. What else can I do to lose weight?"

"No fructose syrup, no vegetable powder, no technology, pure milk and pure tea, I won't be able to pour out the milk after drinking it. I also want such milk tea!"

"Do you have a recommended milk tea brand? Or do you have a recommended combination?"

A mysterious force swept across the milk tea shop. While the clerks were busy, they all guessed what day they were today.

International Milk Tea Day?

Cao family.

Gentle scooped the remaining milk tea in the pot into a stainless steel bucket, covered it with a lid, and wrapped it with a layer of quilt to keep it warm, ready to share it for everyone.

She began to cut the fruit and clean the rose petals.

These rose petals are edible and are very brightly red.

Sun Yuniang brought a small casserole, put it on the stove, poured glutinous rice flour, and poured the remaining little milk in and stirred it.

The fire came up and the casserole was steaming.

She kept stirring to prevent the bottom from being pasted.

At first, it was still a white mixed liquid, but in the end it turned into a mud and it was almost impossible to stir.

"Okay!" She turned off the stove, picked the rice cloth with wooden chopsticks, and directly drew the wire.

It is sticky, white and tender, and it is just a liquid rice cake!

Sun Yuniang poured it into three bowls, then put the roses, diced fruits and a handful of raisins.

"It's done!" Gentle clapped his hands.

"I'll go to the town in a while and buy more materials!" Sun Yuniang was full of confidence.

The three of them had sex again, and the first taste of the camera brother was conquered by this glutinous taste.

"It's really good, my portion smells like roses." The cameraman took another bite, his mouth full of fragrance.

Gentleness was also conquered by Mib's taste.

Two simple ingredients can create such a unique taste!

It makes the things she made a little too complicated.

Mib was able to be circulated in the local area for so long, and she probably understood the tastes that locals like!

Thanks to the Valley of Wind 860, Hope Light, Summer Late Cold City_cd's recommendation vote!
Chapter completed!