Guilian had a look of distress on her face. What could she eat? Could she just put it in plain water and drink it? That would be too wasteful.
Jiang Fang secretly laughed, and once she finished it, she might be able to get ice every day.
Duan Jiu stacked the chopped firewood neatly in the corner, panting from exhaustion.
It was inconvenient for Nangong Chuiyang to help, so he stood with a cane, his face full of distress and grievance.
As far as Duan Jiu is concerned, this guy shouldn't cry, he's just helping.
When I saw Jiang Fang walking into the kitchen with ice in his hands, my foodie radar started automatically!
Nangong Chuiyang followed Duan Jiu to the kitchen and quickly cast a look of contempt at Jiang Fang.
Such a little ice cube, so rare that it seems like nothing, she is really a village girl.
There were several loud "dong dong" sounds, which made Nangong Chuiyang tremble. The dominatrix was so rude. She wrapped the ice cubes in cloth, picked them up and banged them on the long table.
After smashing it, Jiang Fang smiled at him.
Nangong Chuiyang always felt that this smile was particularly evil and malicious, as if it was not an ice brick that was being knocked on his head!
He didn't know why he had this association...
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Son, what do you think mother is doing?"
"I do not know!"
Nangong Chuiyang curled his lips, it was probably not a good thing!
The cook asked: "Doctor Jiang, is there anything we can do for you?"
"It really does."
What Jiang Fang wants to do is make a smoothie. The ready-made ingredients include watermelon and mung bean soup that is simmering on the stove to cool down. You can make two flavors.
The smoothie tastes better with condensed milk, so Jiang Fang taught the cook how to make it with goat's milk and cane sugar. The method is very simple, just stir it continuously to make it thicker, and control the heat to a low temperature to avoid it becoming mushy and affecting the taste.
She bought the goat's milk from Mei Yougan when she came back.
The cook and his wife realized that Jiang Fang wanted to make food with ice, but they had never seen how to make it.
Wealthy people often add ice cubes to rice wine, mung bean soup or honey water. This is a luxury that most people can't even imagine.
The two of them didn't ask any more questions, one stirred and the other controlled the heat, and started working in tacit understanding.
Jiang Fang took out another small hammer, smashed the broken pieces into smaller pieces, poured them into a small wooden basin, and told Duan Jiu: "Use chopsticks to mash them up."
Nangong Chuiyang immediately volunteered: "I'll come, I'll come! My hands are fine, I can help my brother!"
Then use too much force, causing some ice cubes to burst out of the basin and fall to the ground.
Jiang Fang felt distressed, the pain was visible to the naked eye, and the cold light shot towards the little idiot.
The chopsticks in Nangong Chuiyang's hand fell into the basin with a "clack", and he looked a little pitiful when he was so frightened.
Duan Jiu had to speak and said with difficulty: "Forget it, he is still a child."
What he was thinking about was that if Nangong hadn't been so loyal, he would have wanted to smoke too.
If there are less ice cubes, the food prepared by Jiang Fang will definitely be smaller in size!
Jiang Fang took out a watermelon, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Do you think I am someone who can spank children?"
As soon as he finished speaking, with a palm strike, the big watermelon fell into pieces!
Nangong Chuiyang was so frightened that his little heart stopped beating in an instant, he held his head and shouted: "Mom, the lucky number is wrong, don't hit the lucky number!"
Duan Jiu: "..." It's too much. It's so embarrassing.
Nangong Chuiyang also felt embarrassed. He was the only one who knew that he was not all pretending.
Jiang Fang was satisfied with this quail-like cowardice and felt comfortable.
Baby, don't think she didn't see that contemptuous look just now.
"Why would you call me a blessing for such a trivial matter?"
Nangong Chuiyang wanted to say something but didn't dare. He always felt that he had been beaten severely by Jiang Fang!
Duan Jiu picked up the chopsticks and carefully used appropriate force to file the ice cubes into finer pieces.
"Is this okay?"
Jiang Fang took a look and asked him to continue filing.
Nangong Chuiyang dared not speak out in anger. Is this hard-working and well-behaved young man in front of him still the arrogant and extravagant His Highness?
He held back his tears hard and somewhat understood why His Highness was like this.
Just be cowardly, it’s important to save your life!
Duan Jiu received Nangong's pity and understanding look, and felt that he had misunderstood something, but not completely.
Jiang Fang removed the seeds from the watermelon, cut it into small pieces and mashed it to get the juice. It would have been so difficult without a juicer.
Gradually, a sweet smell filled the air, coming from the light yellow sticky substance in the pot.
Divide the ice chips broken into snowflakes into a row of rice bowls, add watermelon juice or mung bean soup, top with sweet condensed milk, and mix together.
Including the servants, everyone in the courtyard has a share.
In the last bowl, Jiang Fang was careful and only put half of everything in it.
Yes, this bowl belongs to Jiang Laifu. He wasted the ice and only had the smallest bowl!
Nangong Chuiyang held the bowl of iced mung bean juice that was obviously half less than the others, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
If it’s not just a cold drink, what’s the big deal?
I scooped a spoonful of it and put it in my mouth. It was instantly delicious. The mung beans that had been cooked for a long time were already soft and glutinous. With the addition of crushed ice, the texture was refreshing, cool and milky.
However, it bottomed out after two or three mouthfuls.
Nangong Chuiyang felt his face hurt, woo woo woo...
Anyway, he knows how to make it, and he will ask the cook to make it every day when he goes back, woo woo woo...
Jiang Fang ignored Nangong Chuiyang's pitiful eyes and asked Duan Jiu: "Which flavor do you want?"
For the first time in his life, Duan Jiu had difficulty choosing and wanted to eat everything.
So Jiang Fang stuffed two bowls for him. The extra bowl was originally for herself, but it was probably because of the hesitant expression on her too pretty face that she couldn't bear it.
Whatever a beauty wants, she should have it.
Duan Jiu was stunned. Did this woman take the wrong medicine? She was so nice to him all of a sudden. It was hard not to wonder if there was some kind of trap.
Jiang Fang took a bite of the watermelon smoothie. It was not as dense as the machine, but it was okay. It had a crunchy texture when biting into the particles.
Nangong Chuiyang puffed up his face in grievance and looked at the two full bowls of smoothies in Duan Jiu's hands, feeling a little complicated.
"Mom, you favor my brother."
"Ang, it's just partiality, so what?"
Nangong Chuiyang stared at Duan Jiu with a righteous look on his face. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Your Highness, Your Highness, let the loyal little Nangong step on this trap!
Duan Jiu immediately put aside his doubts and scooped a spoonful of watermelon smoothie into his mouth. He was shocked by the ice and felt instantly refreshed!
The condensed milk is just right sweet, not greasy at all, and adds a lot of color.
In addition, there seems to be a hint of other sweetness...
The Jiang family members woke up from their lunch break and ate smoothies to relieve the heat. They felt that their life was too comfortable to be true.
Several of the boys also shared a bowl. Some were still unsatisfied after finishing a few bites, while others tasted it slowly and sighed: "Is this something I can eat without spending money?"
I have never seen such a way of eating in the provincial capital, and I will show off some of it in the future!
Manager Jia couldn't help but roared: "I spent money!"
Jiang Fang paid him a huge sum of money for medical expenses!
After Duan Jiu finished eating, Jiang Fang looked at the sun. It was about four o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was not shining so much anymore, so he waved to Duan Jiu: "Let's go to the river."