Sister-in-law Song couldn't help but become nervous after hearing what Lin Yuzhu said. She not only wanted to make money, but also wanted to earn votes.

"You are so heartbroken, are you really not afraid of getting shot..."

"Selling some home-made snacks, the quantity is not large, and it is not separated from labor production. At most, it is a small tail of capitalism, and it has not yet reached the point of collapse."

"Oh? What you said makes sense... I'm a little moved... Take me with you..."

"It's not urgent to make money. You need to get through Liao Rongfu's relationship first. We don't have a way, but he does."

Sister-in-law Song is a quick-thinking woman who can make things happen at a glance.

Carrying a basket to sell things on the fair is not only risky, but also time consuming.

How could Liao Rong be so rich and know so many respectable people?

"That being said, it's not very easy to understand... Just look at his eyes and the way he looks on top of his head, you can tell he's very difficult to get along with." Sister-in-law Song's face was filled with confusion.

People don't take her seriously at all, so why should they look up to her?

It's not easy to drag daddy into trouble.

Lin Yuzhu held her knees and chuckled, "You were all staring at her clothes in that warehouse today, right? Didn't you see some cookie crumbs on her clothes and on the table?"

The difference between the most expensive biscuits in the supply and marketing cooperative and ordinary biscuits is that they are sprinkled with a layer of white sugar and sesame seeds.

She guessed that Liao Rongfu's mother-in-law was most likely a foodie.

Sister-in-law Song reacted immediately and slapped her thigh suddenly, "That's right! You can flatter her first! By the way, let's make some snacks in the imperial dining room to earn money!"

Lin Yuzhu held her chin, exhaled gently, and said with some despair: "Cake."

In a place where pasta is not the main food, the cake should be able to beat the fat cakes in state-owned restaurants with its fluffy, soft and sweet texture.

only…

If you don’t have an egg beater, you need a unicorn arm.

The next morning, Song Huaying sent two pairs of chicks over early. Lin Yulan happily squatted on the ground and watched the chicks pecking the rice grains.

"It's so cute, my heart melts."

Lin Yuzhu came back with two large bundles of bamboo baskets and saw that the little piggy was going crazy and kept roaring and hitting the fence door.

Even she was angry for the little piggy.

The steaming bucket of pig food was put aside, while Lin Yulan was teasing the chicken.

Can pigs be happy?

"How did you become selectively deaf in both ears?" Lin Yuzhu gritted her teeth and grabbed Lin Yulan's ears. "I will let the pig out now. Do you think it will kill you?"

"It hurts, it hurts, I have an ear." Lin Yulan grinned and opened her hand, "I was wrong, I'm going to feed the pigs now!"

"Recognize your family status, you are not as noble as that pig, you know!"

"I've seen it." Lin Yulan angrily scooped the pig food into the pig trough and opened the fence door.

Lin Yuzhu put away her things and squatted aside to carefully observe the piglets eating.

The river mussels and small fish that were dug up earlier were roasted and ground into powder by Fang Shuhui and mixed into the pig food.

The little piggy ate happily.

Lin Yuzhu looked at it for a while, and realized that this feed was not yet a finished product. These alone were not enough. It would be better if there were some dried oils after oil extraction.

It's just that these things are taken home as treasures after each family extracts the oil.

I can only wait until the next time I go to the market to ask if I can get some for her.

When Lin Yuzhu was working during the day, she was assigned to replant corn urgently at the foot of a mountain.

From time to time she looked at the wooded hillsides around her and felt that it was really a waste.

"Sister, I'm going to make cakes today, you promised me." Lin Yulan had already put away the hoe and was waiting for the bell to ring after work.

"Yes, but you have to contribute your Qilin Arm."

"Ah? What do you want me to do?"

Lin Yuzhu smiled brightly at her, "Beat the egg whites. If it fails, just say goodbye to the cake."

The smoke from the chimney is curling up, and the stove is booming.

Clang Clang Clang Clang…

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk…

Lin Yulan held a bamboo tube cut into eight petals with a ferocious expression.

Lin Yuzhu stood in front of the chopping board with the knife in hand, calm and composed.

"Yeah - yeah yeah yeah -" Lin Yulan gritted her teeth, and only the afterimage of the bamboo tube in her hand could be seen in the basin.

"I have no energy left..." She put down the basin in despair, "I'm out of battery, and my battery life has dropped off a cliff... Sister, help me..."

She shook her hands with a sad face, and the sour feeling made her feel that the electric egg beater is really a good friend of mankind!

How did humans come up with the idea of ​​manually beating egg whites?

Doing this kind of work can easily make people lose consciousness, okay?

Lin Yuzhu wiped her hands on her apron, took the bamboo tube and picked some, "It's still good to pass. Let me do it. You go and add the radish to the broth."

She added some sugar and continued to beat.

After a few minutes, the dense foam will stick to the chopsticks.

Pour into the prepared egg yolk batter and stir with bottom to avoid defoaming easily.

Apply a thin layer of oil to the enamel basin, pour the batter, cover it with a larger basin, and put a steamer on it.

For more than ten minutes, Lin Yulan ran to the stove again and again, asking, "Has it been steamed yet?"

Lin Yuzhu's anxious look made her think that she was not in the kitchen but in the delivery room.

Without a kitchen scale or a measuring cup, Lin Yuzhu made the cake by hand this time. There was no corn oil, and she luxuriously used the camellia oil collected at home.

The steamed cake was light in color, fluffy and soft. Lin Yuzhu cut a small piece and took a bite.

Compared with baked cakes, the taste is more delicate and soft. In contrast to the strong aroma unique to baking, steamed cakes have a lighter aroma.

She cut the cake into several portions and there was an extra dessert on the dinner table.

"Sister, it's not my fault. Even the bowl you gave me is not enough to fill my stomach!" Lin Yulan looked at the cake in Fang Shuhui's hand eagerly and swallowed her saliva.

I only made a small pot in total, and I had to divide half of it out. I was so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe!

Fang Shuhui ate it in small bites, feeling happy and distressed at the same time about the eggs, flour, sugar and oil. She was a little reluctant to eat it.

Seeing Lin Yulan's greedy look, he handed her the cake in his hand without hesitation.

"No, no, no, I don't want it." Lin Yulan quickly waved her hand and pushed it back, grinning, "You eat, you eat."

She never knew that an ancient-style cake with simple ingredients could actually be a luxurious dessert in the eyes of some people.

I don’t even dare to take a big bite.

"Sister, I also want to make money!" She pushed Lin Yuzhu's arm, "I want my mother to achieve cake freedom!"

"Ideals are beautiful." Lin Yuzhu finished taking the last bite of rice and put down the bowl, "Then you have to work hard, this goal is a bit big."

Cake freedom?

Rice freedom has not yet been realized.

After dinner, she wrapped two cakes in cotton gauze and went to Song's house.

Lin Yuzhu had not cleared the dining table when she passed by.

The whole hall was lively.

Song Erdou was squatting at the door holding a big bowl and eating deliciously. When he looked up, he saw Lin Yuzhu coming over with a small cloth bag. Heheyile stood up and went to meet him.

"Sister Yuzhu, have you finished eating? Can I get you some bowls and chopsticks?"

Lin Yuzhu glanced at the vegetables in his bowl. There were vegetables, radish, taro and everything else.

"I've had dinner and want to see your grandma."

"Oh, okay." Song Erdou rolled his eyes, turned around and ran in, rushing behind Song Yi, "Uncle, Sister Yuzhu said she wanted to see grandma. I'm not full, so you can take her there."

Song Yi turned around and looked outside. The hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment. He turned to Song's second sister-in-law and said, "Second sister-in-law, take her with you."

"What are you afraid of at home? No one will tell you." Sister-in-law Song smiled narrowly, "Go by yourself, I don't have time~"
Chapter completed!