Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 533: Grand Opening (5)
It's just that most of them are cattle and sheep raised by the family, and it is impossible to sell them outside.

Seeing this jar of fresh but unprocessed milk, Mu Xiang suddenly had an inspiration.

If you can make cakes and cream, such fresh and sweet things, I don't know if they will sell well.

The cost of doing these two things is not high, and the manpower is not too much. As long as the formula is well protected and no one steals it, it will definitely be a good deal.

She has been here for a long time, and almost forgot the taste of the cake, so she started to make it when she thought of it.

Mu Xiang rushed to the kitchen and found Chen Ma. There are iron pots or clay pots in the house. Mu Xiang asked her to clean the pot and use it for steaming later.

The simplest cake is made with flour, eggs and milk. If you want a better taste, you can add honey or fruit, nuts, and sesame seeds.

"Ma'am, what are you going to do again? If you need anything, I will prepare it for you." Chen Ma didn't doubt her craftsmanship at all, she was just curious.

Mu Xiang thought for a while, "Well, you prepare twenty eggs for me, and separate the egg whites from the egg yolks, can you do this?"

"Yes, it's like this," Chen Ma quickly took an egg on the table, made a small opening on the table, and slowly poured out the egg white. What remained in the shell was the yolk, "This egg They are all fresh, they are the eggs laid by the chickens in the backyard, and they were just picked up yesterday."

"Well, it's good if it's fresh. You beat another nineteen eggs and gather all the egg whites together. When it's done, I'll tell you the next step."

"Uh uh," the dumb woman waved her hands, turned around and brought over a basin, which turned out to be full of eggs, probably for lunch.

Mu Xiang taught them to beat eggs with three chopsticks clockwise until the egg liquid became creamy and it was enough that the chopsticks would not fall off.

The process of beating eggs cannot be stopped, and the direction cannot be messed up. After a long time, the hands may hurt, but there is no way. There is no automatic egg beater, so it can only be beaten manually.

After beating the egg whites, beat the egg yolks.

Add four spoons of sugar to the egg yolk, add a certain proportion of flour and milk.

She wasn't sure about the ratio, so she could only follow the routine of groping, and if she couldn't do it well, she would do it again, and it was okay if she failed.

On the contrary, Mother Chen thinks milk is a good thing and is afraid of wasting it. "Ma'am, do you have to put milk in this thing? The slaves think that the milk should be warmed up, it's best for the masters to nourish their bodies."

"Milk is not uncommon. If we want more milk, we can ask people in the village to raise cows. If we don't know how to raise cows, we can find a few knowledgeable people to teach them how to raise them. The milk we milk can be used to subsidize our family."

The milk industry itself is also a good way to make money.It's a pity that the ancients didn't understand the benefits of making milk into cakes or cream. If you like the taste of cakes and cream, you must rush to raise cows.

Obviously, Chen Ma was surprised by her words, "We have never thought of raising cows here, but I have heard people say that Canglan people like to herd cattle, but most of what they drink is goat milk. Where do Canglan people go?" , all of us have a smell of mutton, people here don’t like that smell, especially the girl’s house, the smell of face powder is better.”

Mu Xiang handed the pot to her, and said with a smile: "Let's make the cake first, then put a layer on this pot later, don't need too much oil, just brush it with a layer, remember to use Use low heat instead of high heat, and don’t pour too much egg liquid, otherwise the bottom will be mushy and the top will not be cooked yet.”

Having said that, in fact, she has no idea. She remembers that modern people use electric rice cookers, and the best is of course an oven. It’s just that the oven here must be baked with firewood, which will inevitably cause uneven heating. , it seems that this matter will have to be improved in the future.

Chen Ma sighed while remembering what she said.It turns out that there must be a fixed method to stir the egg yolk and egg white separately, so that the egg liquid is completely different.

According to what Mu Xiang said, she put the egg liquid into the pot.

In addition, Mu Xiang beat four egg whites with her own hands, added a little salt and a spoonful of sugar, and added a spoonful of sugar after stirring for a certain period of time.

To play continuously for 15 minutes without stopping is not easy to say, but even more difficult to do.

After 15 minutes, the egg whites will become creamy. This is the easiest way to make cream. As for the others, you still have to wait until the milk is further processed.

For example, making cheese, or making cream, these have to be explored.

The time to steam the cake is not long, and after a while, a sweet and greasy aroma emerges from the pot.

Chen's mother was amazed, "This egg and cow's mother can make such a fragrance, ouch, this sweet taste is really delicious!"

Mu Xiang also smelled it, "It's almost there, take out the pot!"

"Okay, I'll serve it, ma'am, don't move." Chen Ma didn't wrap her hands in a rag, and raised her ears holding the pot. Put the dishes on the stove to warm up, it's time for lunch later!"

The dumb woman nodded again and again, and put a pot of stewed red meat with tofu on the small stove.

They cooked the braised pork and stewed tofu according to the woody method. In the past two days, she was busy and tired, so she didn't have time to cook.Today, I finally got some free time and wanted to cook, but Chen Ma and the dumb woman cared about her body, so they just let her stand aside and direct.

Chen Ma put down the pot and lifted the lid, and the sweet scent of the butter became stronger, which was a scent they had never smelled before.

Mu Lang suddenly ran in from the outside, and Da Fei came in with him.

Ordinarily, a man like Da Fei shouldn't like sweets, Mu Lang likes it, he's still a child after all, but look at Da Fei's eyes, they almost grow into the pot.

"What is this? Is it made of cane sugar? Is it a sugar cake? Or a sugar cake?" Da Fei really wanted to poke it, because this orange-yellow thing looks very soft and feels very soft. nice to touch.

Mu Lang couldn't wait to ask: "Sister, can I try it?"

Da Fei got angry, and cursed secretly in his heart: You are really good enough, my father didn't even dare to say that I want to taste it, but you dare to say it.

Of course, if you want to scold, you can only scold in your heart.

(End of this chapter)