When making popsicles this time, Jiang Xiaomei had a sudden idea and ran to the village pond to pick two pink lotus flowers.
"Second sister, can I put the lotus flower into the popsicle? It looks very beautiful just thinking about it!"
Luo Huiniang said angrily: "Little sister, don't make trouble, how can you eat lotus flowers?"
If it could be eaten, it would be gone long ago.
The edible lotus seeds and lotus roots were eaten by the villagers eight hundred years ago, and the lotus leaves were used by Jiang Fang to make beggar's chicken.
An idea flashed in Jiang Fang's mind, lotus flowers are really edible.
"Lotus is a good thing. Eating it properly can promote blood circulation and nourish the skin."
Because Jiang Xiaomei thought of using flower petals, Jiang Fang said that osmanthus, sophora japonica, dendrobium and the like could be put in.
There are more varieties of popsicles, and Mrs. Sheng specially rewarded Jiang Xiaomei with a small gold ingot, praising her idea as a veritable golden idea.
Jiang Dadu was dumbfounded. He had never made so much money in his entire life.
After making the popsicles, Jiang Fang started to make the cake. There was no oven or rice cooker, so she could only use steaming. It turned out well, golden and fluffy, and the familiar aroma made her suddenly enlightened.
"Second sister, can you eat it after letting it cool down?" Jiang Xiaomei licked her lips.
"It's not done yet."
Jiang Fang cut the cake into pieces, added cream and fruits, and roughly made several styles. He would let the cooks figure out more later.
Then she tried to make a modern internet celebrity drink, with one layer of tea, one layer of milk and one layer of cream, with distinct layers. Mix it well and drink it hot in winter to warm your whole body.
Of course, this time it was made with ice.
Needless to say, it was another foodie carnival.
Several senior stewards rushed to Langtou Village and were brought to the entrance of the courtyard by the servants at home.
Before entering the gate, I heard that it was full of laughter and laughter, and it looked very lively.
"Our wife has found her son, what a big change!"
"I don't know what kind of person the young master is."
"No matter what, we will be better off in the future anyway."
"That is……"
Mr. Sheng's health was not good and he was recuperating in this remote courtyard, far away from the prosperity of the provincial capital. Therefore, he would call them here every year before the Chinese New Year to look at the account books.
This is nothing, the main reason is that Sheng's temper is still bad and unstable, which is really difficult to deal with.
Now that it's fine, they all breathed a sigh of relief and knocked on the door "bang bang bang".
After entering the house, I met Mrs. Sheng and the young master. I also had a new owner, a plain-looking village girl.
It turned out to be the doctor who cured the young master's broken hand. I think the lady came here to repay the favor.
This is not important. What is important is that they rode horses in the scorching sun all the way. They were so hot that they were sweating profusely and their throats felt like smoke.
"Guilian, can you give me some bowls of water?"
"What are you drinking? It's boring!" Guilian waved her hand, turned around and left.
"Madam, she..."
Mrs. Sheng took his time and said with a smile: "I urgently called you here this time because I want to taste something good."
The big stewards looked at each other, nothing good is as good as a bowl of water!
If I had known earlier, I should have dug water from the well in the yard to drink.
Guilian came back with a porcelain plate, and the things on it made the chief stewards stunned.
Pulling them out one by one, they asked curiously: "What is this? It's very beautiful."
"It's ice, but it's not."
"I have a watermelon in this one."
"These tiny little things are... petals?"
The reactions of the chief stewards were naturally expected. One of them even grinned because he ate too fast.
Beautiful, novel and delicious to cool off the heat, who can resist it?
While eating, several people talked about their ideas enthusiastically, which made Jiang Fang a little surprised.
Smart people have quick minds. Jiang Fang didn't mention packaging at all, they just thought of it.
The making of the popsicles must be kept secret, and the mold must not be shown in front of the guests. Wrapping the outside with a layer of something can also add a sense of mystery. After all, every popsicle is different.
"Madam, we can also customize a batch of exquisite ice boxes and put popsicles in them for the women and children at home to enjoy."
After all, it is inconvenient for women in the boudoir to go out, so most of the time they have to send servants to buy whatever they want to eat.
The cost of the ice box is there, and it can be priced higher.
Jiang Fang was happy, okay, I packed it up and took it away.
Jiang Fang did not forget to seek benefits for the folks in Langtou Village. In addition to recommending a few honest and hard-working men and women to the Sheng family, he also contracted a batch of refrigerators needed in the provincial capital to Carpenter Zhou.
Several big bosses also showed more sincere respect to Jiang Fang. The second boss was a bit ugly and his status was low, but he couldn't hold his head. He knew with his toes that the cream popsicle would definitely be the best.
There’s also the spicy rabbit and beggar’s chicken. Although I haven’t tried it yet, it definitely tastes good.
Their wages will also go up, which is linked to their monthly profits!
The sun is gradually setting, and the big managers are eager to return to the provincial capital to design packaging and train workers. The sooner the better, they can't wait to start a big job.
Before leaving, several people saw Manager Jia on a cane and joked: "Old Jia, I haven't seen him for a while, he looks even more handsome."
Manager Jia's face suddenly darkened. He was so handsome with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
"How did your leg get injured?"
Manager Jia's face turned even darker.
"Get out of here quickly, don't disturb me to recuperate! I live at Dr. Jiang's place. I eat well every day and feel very comfortable."
One of the big stewards slapped his forehead and looked at Jiang Fang who was about to speak but hesitated.
Jiang Fang: "What's wrong?"
Manager Jia finally found an opportunity to counterattack and replied loudly: "Doctor Jiang, this guy is nicknamed 'Big Stinky Feet'. He stinks so much that no one in the area can stand it, including the whole family, hahahaha! If you don't believe me, let him go."
Shoes! Hahahahaha..."
Nangong Chuiyang was eating mung bean popsicles and ran away with a disgusted look on his face.
The steward of "Big Stinky Foot" said in frustration: "Can the second boss prescribe me some medicine?"
In fact, he didn't have any hope. He had seen many doctors before, but soaking his feet and taking medicine couldn't cure it. He would relapse after a few days of recovery, and even spread it to his family members.
"Isn't it just athlete's foot? Wait, I'll get you some medicine."
Jiang Fang went back to his room and wrapped the powerful foot powder specially designed for stubborn tinea pedis in paper. After telling him how to use it, he asked him to iron and wash all the shoes and socks several times.
The "Big Stinky Feet" manager wanted to pay, but Jiang Fang was in a good mood, so he confiscated it.
Guanshi Jia is completely shameless and treated differently. I’m so angry!
After sending away several senior stewards, Jiang Fang walked into the kitchen, wrapped the remaining lotus petals in flour batter, and fried them in lard.
The juice from the small red fruits everywhere on the mountain is crushed, dyed with red cane sugar, and sprinkled with it to enhance the beauty, sweetness and sourness for the appetizer.
The method is universal, and lilies, magnolias, gardenias, and mint leaves can all be eaten this way.
Needless to say, fried flower petals are also included in the restaurant menu.
Late at night.
Nangong Chuiyang was lying on the bed. If he wanted to fall asleep immediately, it would be best to open his eyes tomorrow.
"Your Highness, do you think Yu Ziang's hands can really become normal?"
Duan Jiu said calmly: "We will know tomorrow."
In fact, he felt that there was no suspense. Jiang Fang would not do anything he was not sure about.
The more Nangong Chuiyang wanted to fall asleep, the more he couldn't fall asleep and kept thinking about it.
Duan Jiu silently took out cotton and stuffed his ears.
Before he was about to meet Duke Zhou, Nangong Chuiyang had a flash of doubt in his heart. He always felt that he had forgotten something. What was it?
"Son, mother is here to cure your sleepwalking!"
Outside the window, Jiang Fang held an oil lamp, and the warm yellow light clearly reflected her evil smile.