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Chapter 97 Colorful Popsicles

Yu Ziang's interest was interrupted and he was a little depressed, but he still ran to Sheng's side obediently.

Nangong Chuiyang snorted coldly, this old woman is difficult to get along with, she seems to be smiling, but her eyes are as cold as knives. He has seen many such powerful women.

Suddenly, his head was patted several times.

Jiang Xiaomei praised loudly: "Laifu wipes it very clean, it deserves praise!"

Nangong Chuiyang grinded his teeth and touched his head with wet hands, but he couldn't have an attack, it was so annoying!

He smiled and said, "My aunt and my little aunt washed it clean."

Damn kid, can you tell he’s fake-smiling? He looks like he’s smiling, but his eyes are as cold as knives! Are you scared?

Miss Jiang: "Laifu, you look a little ugly when you smile."

Xiaobai: "Well, Laifu looks better if he doesn't smile."

Nangong Chuiyang: "..."

Several teenagers from a large courtyard who were used to doing manual labor took turns taking turns in the battle like a relay race. They were so exhausted that Jiang Fang finally said it was enough.

Use chopsticks to pick up the egg whites. If they stand upright, you're done!

Zhou Bing wiped the sweat from his forehead. The brothers kept stirring for who knows how long, and their arms were still sore.

Zhou Bing smiled bitterly: "Why do I feel that these foams are not made from egg whites, but from vomiting by some of us."

The trace of guilt that had just appeared on Jiang Fang's head disappeared, and he raised his feet in anger.

"Are you disgusting?"

Zhou Bing jumped up and ran away.

"Second sister, these are all clean!" Jiang Xiaomei pointed at the mold.

Placing the molds one by one on the long table, Xiaobai asked again: "Second sister, is there anything else we can do for you?"

The four Smoothie Rabbits shook their heads hurriedly. They couldn't do it anyway.

Finally, the two little girls plus Duan Jiu washed their hands, put things into the mold and inserted the small wooden sticks under Jiang Fang's guidance.

Yu Ziang's eyes were shining, and he looked very amused. Unfortunately, his hands were still wrapped in gauze, so he couldn't do anything to help.

"Sister Ah Fang, I envy you so much."

Mrs. Sheng immediately felt distressed. Her son was envious of such a simple thing.

Jiang Fang smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will remove the gauze and change the dressing for you. Then you can see your hand."

"Really?" Yu Ziang was pleasantly surprised.

Mrs. Sheng asked excitedly: "It can be taken apart so quickly? It's only the third day, is it really possible?"

"Mom, it's okay if Sister Ah Fang says it's okay! Why don't you believe in her medical skills!" Yu Zi'ang asked expectantly and nervously: "Sister Ah Fang, my hands can do these things in the future, right?"

People are greedy. In the past, he only wanted his hands to look normal, but now he is no longer satisfied with them being just for display.

"We'll know after I check it out tomorrow." He couldn't say too much, but Jiang Fang still remained optimistic.

Nangong Chuiyang asked Jiang Xiaomei in a low voice: "What's wrong with this brother's hand?"

Isn't it just a normal injury? Why are you so excited?

Jiang Xiaomei was a little embarrassed. She felt that it was difficult to explain Laifu's IQ.

I said a few words in his ear, but I don't know if he understood it.

Nangong Chuiyang's eyes widened and he couldn't help shouting: "Really or not?!"

Because he was so shocked, he forgot to pretend to be mentally retarded, which was obviously not something Jiang Laifu would say.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Nangong Chuiyang licked his lips and looked at Jiang Fang eagerly: "Mom, can I eat it?"

"Of course you can't eat it. That big wooden barrel hasn't been used yet!" Jiang Xiaomei touched her head lovingly: "Come here and you will be greedy!"

Guilian fetched several large pieces of ice from the ice cellar and smashed them with a hammer in a few strokes, which frightened Steward Jia who had just entered.

Manager Jia got bored of waiting, but finally came over and asked, "Doctor Jiang, how long will it take for us to eat?"

"It still takes...well, about two moments." That's half an hour.

Jiang Fang put the ice cubes into a large wooden bucket, sprinkled them with salt, put the molds in, covered them, sealed them, and froze them.

"Okay, come back later."

No one can move their feet. Two moments, that is, two sticks of incense, wait!

Mrs. Sheng was not that curious, but her son wanted to stay here, so she would naturally accompany him.

Manager Jia took out two incense sticks from somewhere, lit one, and bowed devoutly towards the big wooden barrel.

Jiang Fang's mouth twitched, what kind of nerves is this...

Except for Jiang Fang and Nangong Chuiyang, almost everyone looked at the big wooden barrel, wishing to penetrate it.

Nangong Chuiyang stared at Yu Ziang's hand, wishing to penetrate the gauze.

This man was born without fingers, only balls of flesh that were pressed together. Jiang Fang used a knife to cut them apart!

How is this possible with the endless roar in my heart?! That is simply a miraculous skill!

The miraculous doctor of Tangtangyue Elementary School was greatly shocked. How could a village girl know such miraculous skills? Who did she learn it from?

He had never heard of such an expert in the world. Could it be that the expert lived in seclusion in Langtou Village?

But why would the master choose to teach this dominatrix?

In short, there is one more mystery surrounding the dominatrix. Nangong Chuiyang feels that the days are like a year. He wants to peel off the gauze at this moment and scratch his heart!

After burning one stick of incense, Guanshi Jia immediately lit the second one.

With everyone's eager anticipation, the second incense finally burned to the end.

Yu Ziang cheered: "It's out, it's time!"

Jiang Fang knew that with limited materials and limited taste, the result would definitely be far inferior to modern ones, but the atmosphere could also be contagious, and she actually started to look forward to it.

Open the big wooden barrel, take out the mold, and soak it in cold water for a while. The popsicles will be easy to pull out.

Take one out, the snow-white cream is inlaid with several kinds of fresh fruits, very beautiful.

Jiang Fang handed it to Duan Jiu and took out another one.

This time it was a layered popsicle made of several kinds of fruit juices and cream, each one segmented like a rainbow.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Was this really something they made together?

Jiang Fang took a bite of the popsicle and squinted his eyes in enjoyment. In ancient times, if you could do this, you would need a bicycle!

Duan Jiu stared blankly at the popsicle in his hand. She gave it to him first.

Take a bite and you will feel the sweetness that you have never tasted before.

Seeing everyone looking at him stupidly, Jiang Fang said with a smile: "What are you doing standing there? Eat!"

It was as if everyone had woken up from a dream.

Nangong Chuiyang reached out as quickly as possible, picked up a mold angrily, pulled out the popsicle, and took a bite.

The mother-in-law had a husband and forgot about her son. She only gave His Highness popsicles and he had to get them himself...

Bah! What is he thinking about? The cream popsicle is delicious!

Others still have sense and respect, so let Sheng take it first.

But Laifu is a stupid kid with a burned-out brain, and no one will care about him.

Seeing that Guilian had taken three molds, everyone stretched out their hands and each took one. They imitated Jiang Fang and pulled it out, as if opening a treasure box, full of anticipation.

The popsicles are colorful and no one is the same.

"Wow, it's so beautiful! I can't bear to eat it!"

"So sweet! So delicious!"

"I'm not hot at all!"

Mrs. Sheng held the popsicles for her son, and Yu Ziang shook his head as he ate them: "It's even more delicious than yesterday's smoothie! Sister Ah Fang is so capable!"

Guilian held a popsicle in one hand and urged Sheng to take a bite from time to time.

"Sanniang, eat more. This taste, tsk tsk, is not available in the capital, let alone the palace..."

Mrs. Sheng naturally knew that before she even ate, she already had a plan in her mind.


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