Luo Jianjia rested at home for a day yesterday, and today she is almost in good health.
After eating, she went to the shop with Zhao Shi and Boss Chu.
Mr. Zhao and Mr. Chu have been busy with the two newly opened shops in the south of the city. They occasionally visit the vegetable shop, or visit the greenhouse.
Luo Jianjia also went around the shop and saw that everything was fine, so he planned to go back.
It just so happened that the Zhao family wanted to buy something today, so the two of them went together.
Luo Jinjia thought that Chu Wei Leng had been saying that the house was too hot recently, and now the season is suitable, so he thought of making him something delicious.
She went to the shop and bought some mung beans, red beans, glutinous rice flour and white sugar.
After returning home, soak the mung beans first.
As for the red bean, Luo Jianjia thought about not making it this time, and trying the mung bean first.
In order for the mung beans to cook well, they have to be soaked for a few hours.
In the following time, Luo Jianjia made several molds.
Looking at the strange behavior of his daughter-in-law, Zhao asked curiously, "Jianjia, what are you doing?"
Luo Jianjia explained with a smile: "Mother, I'm going to make something delicious."
"Delicious food?" Zhao's eyes lit up instantly and asked expectantly, "What is it?"
"It's a very sweet food." Luo Jianjia said, "It's just that this thing is a little cold, so you and Dad can't eat more."
Although Luo Jianjia said these words, Zhao shi was not disappointed at all, and was still looking forward to it.
During this period of time, my daughter-in-law has been busy with things in the house, busy with opening a shop, and has not cooked fresh food for a long time.
Even if she can't eat more, it must be delicious.
"As long as you do it, I like it." Zhao said with a smile.
Luo Jianjia thought, it's a pity that there is no refrigerator, otherwise it would be best to make it in summer.
It was cold and cold, and it was very refreshing to eat.
"Do you need mother's help?" Zhao shi asked enthusiastically.
"No need, mother, this thing is very simple." Luo Jianjia said.
"Okay, tell your mother if you need it."
"OK."
In the second half of the day, the mung beans were almost soaked, and Luo Jianjia started to cook.
Zhao has been looking forward to it for a long time, and seeing that her daughter-in-law finally started, she couldn't help but go over to help set the fire.
Now that the yard at home is bigger, the kitchen is no longer a simple little house in the yard, but has become a large house with several rooms, which is very spacious. Not to mention two people, twenty people can stand away.
When the mung beans were boiled, Luo Jianjia added glutinous rice water and sugar to the pot.
Cook until sticky and turn off the heat.
"It's so fragrant, is this done?" Zhao shi asked expectantly.
But at the same time, she was also pondering, except for the bowl of glutinous rice water, her daughter-in-law's cooking was no different from the mung bean porridge she drank on weekdays.
Does it taste better with glutinous rice water
However, no matter whether it is added or not, this mung bean porridge is strangely fragrant, with sugar added, and it is made by my daughter-in-law, so it must be delicious.
"Not yet, mother, let's let it cool down and freeze it outside." Luo Jianjia said.
"Ah? Frozen? Wouldn't it be freezing?" Zhao said.
When the weather is hot, things are easy to break, and when the weather is cold, some ingredients are easy to freeze and rot, such as cabbage.
"No, mother." Luo Jianjia said.
"If it's not rotten, will it be frozen too? What can I eat when it's frozen?" Zhao asked again.
That thing is weirdly cold, wouldn't it cause stomach upset after eating it
"Mother is right, I want it to freeze." Luo Jianjia affirmed Zhao's answer.
"Just let it freeze...?" Zhao was very confused, but soon, she remembered what her daughter-in-law had said before, "No wonder you said that my father and I can't eat more."
"Yes, it's too cold. Eating too much is bad for your stomach. Mother, eat a bowl while it's hot and see how it tastes."
With that said, Luo Jianjia lifted the lid of the pot and gave Zhao a bowl of "mung bean porridge".
Zhao likes sweets very much, and this bowl of mung bean porridge is sweet and soft, which is very suitable for her appetite.
"Well, it's delicious. The mung beans are badly cooked and sweet, with a unique taste."
Since Zhao thought it tasted good, Luo Jianjia felt that this mung bean ice cream was half the battle.
Boss Chu also came back for lunch. After Zhao finished eating, he also quickly gave Boss Chu a bowl and brought it over.
Boss Chu also thought it was delicious.
When the mung beans in the pot cooled down, Luo Jianjia brought over the molds, there were about twenty in total.
There is also a small stick in the mold.
Luo Jianjia put the mung beans in, flattened them all, and put them outside.
The border is very cold. Although there is no thermometer, Luo Jianjia feels that it should be 20 to 30 degrees below zero. It is estimated that it will be frozen soon and can be eaten at night.
I just said that it was too cold to eat too much, but now seeing my daughter-in-law making so much, Mrs. Zhao asked, "Jianjia, do you want to sell it after making so much?"
Luo Jianjia was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "I don't sell it. This thing is relatively simple to answer. You can learn it once you learn it. Even if you take it out and sell it, it is estimated that not many people will come to buy it. Soon everyone will come to buy it. can learn.”
After all, Chu Wei is the only one who feels hot.
In winter, everyone feels cold.
Zhao Shi thought about what to do, and also agreed with his daughter-in-law's point of view.
She lives in the south all year round, and her body is not very cold, and she feels a little cold in the kitchen room.
Looking at the frozen things outside, I feel cold without eating.
"Then why do you do so much?" Mr. Zhao was a little worried, afraid that he wouldn't be able to finish eating. "We are all afraid of cold, and Brother Leng doesn't like sweets."
"Maybe Xianggong likes to eat it when it's cold." Luo Jianjia said.
Zhao Shi thought that his son was always feeling the heat in the house recently, so he nodded and said, "You are right."
Then, she suddenly understood, this is what my daughter-in-law specially made for her son, right
She thought it was sweet, and her daughter-in-law made it specially for her, but now she finally understands that her daughter-in-law saw that her son felt hot and made it for him specially
Having figured this out, Zhao Shi felt a little lost but also very relieved.
It was frozen for about an hour, and then it took shape. Luo Jianjia brought some to Zhao Shi and Boss Chu.
As a result, the two felt uncomfortable with the ice, and they were afraid to eat after two bites because they were afraid they would not be able to bear it.
Although it is somewhat formed now, but it is still not complete, Luo Jianjia put it outside and continued to freeze.
Counting the hours, it should be almost the same after dinner.
There are no steamed buns at home, and the noodles are almost awake in the morning.
Looking at the sky, Luo Jianjia and Zhao went to steam buns together.
Since she opened the shop, she has less time to cook at home. Now that there are people in the shop, she is free and can spend more time cooking food.
Today's noodles are a little more, and there are still some left after steaming a pot.
Luo Jianjia looked at the ingredients in the kitchen and planned to make some cakes.
She brought over the chicken breast from the house, diced it, and cut some shiitake mushrooms.
When everything is cut, mix it together, add the seasoning, and mix well.
After the pie is rolled out, put the filling in.
Finally, put the oil in the pot, put the finished cakes in slowly and start frying.
After a while, the fragrance came out.
"It's so fragrant." Zhao shi swallowed and said.
Afterwards, he sighed again: "Jianjia, you haven't made cakes for a long time, and the taste is strangely nostalgic."
Now that I have more time, I can think about cooking and eating, so Luo Jianjia asked, "What kind of stuffing do you like to eat? Today is too late. When we make noodles tomorrow, I will make it for my mother."
The two have been with each other for a few years, and they are very familiar with each other, so they are not so polite.
Zhao Shi seriously thought about it and said, "The stuffed bean paste is so delicious. Didn't we buy it today, let's make it tomorrow and eat it."
Sure enough, the Zhao family still prefers sweets.
After careful calculation, she has never made bean paste cakes when she came here.
According to Zhao's character, if he didn't particularly want to eat, he wouldn't open his mouth.
"Okay, mother, let's mix the noodles and soak the beans in the evening, and we'll make them in the morning. Besides the stuffed bean paste, what other stuffing would you like to eat?"
Zhao Shi smiled and said, "It's fine. Brother Leng likes to eat meat stuffed and leek stuffed. Your father can do it."
"Okay, let's do some tomorrow."
"Hey, good."
Although Zhao's favorite stuffed bean paste, she also liked the chicken stuffed pie made today.
At dinner, she and Boss Chu both ate three.
Of course, Chu Wei Leng only loves his own big steamed buns, which are very sweet.
Seeing that he didn't eat the pie, Luo Jianjia picked one up and put it in the bowl in front of him.
Chu Wei was very happy to see Luo Jianjia taking the initiative to serve him vegetables, and he ate a pie in three or two bites.
"Is it delicious?" Zhao Shi asked.
Chu Wei Leng nodded quickly: "Delicious."
Zhao said: "I also think it's delicious. The dough is very thin, and the filling inside is relatively full, which is very fragrant."
Boss Chu nodded while eating: "Well, it's really delicious. I've never eaten chicken stuffing before, but I didn't expect it to be so delicious when made into a pie."
Here, Mr. Zhao and Boss Chu were discussing, and over there, Chu Wei Leng silently took a steamed bun and ate it.
Luo Jianjia: …
It's really a cow chewing peony. I knew that the pie would not be eaten for him.
After eating, Chu Wei said coldly, "I'll take some steamed buns to eat in the camp tomorrow."
Hearing this, Luo Jianjia glanced at him.
Sure enough, big buns are his favorite.
"Take it, I have steamed a lot with Jianjia today, and tomorrow we plan to make some more pies, and then I will steam a pot of steamed buns for you."
"Thank you ma'am."
"Thank me for what, your wife made it. By the way, do you still want pie? This pie is delicious." Zhao asked.
Chu Wei gave Luo Jianjia a cold look, then turned around again, and said to the Zhao family, "No need, mother, my son can eat the steamed buns. You can keep the pie with your father and mother."
Now that the family is rich, this chicken is not so rare.
Luo Jinjia thought to himself, he is not filial to Zhao and Chu boss, but he doesn't like to eat.
Forget it, don't worry about his food in the future, just steam a pot of steamed buns for him every three weeks.
He feeds very well and is not a picky eater.
She should share it with her in-laws if she has something delicious in the future.
With this interruption, Luo Jianjia forgot about Chu Wei freezing popsicles outside.
Luo Jianjia didn't remember until Chu Wei Leng washed his feet and took off his clothes to go to bed.
"By the way, I made a fresh food during the day. Would you like to try it?"
Chu Wei Leng was very full from the big steamed buns he ate today, and he is not hungry yet.
But his wife personally asked, if he directly said not to eat, wouldn't it be refuting her face.
"Do you do much?"
"fine."
"What does it taste like?"
If the spicy Chu Wei Leng thinks he can still eat some.
"Sweet."
Luo Jianjia noticed that Chu Wei Leng didn't seem to want to eat, and looked down at his stomach.
Sure enough, my stomach was bigger than yesterday, and it seemed that it was stuffed with big steamed buns.
Sure enough, the next thing I saw Chu Wei Leng frowned slightly, and said: "Since it was made by the lady, it must be delicious. The lady doesn't cook much, and I eat it is a waste, why don't you keep it with your parents? Well, I won't eat it."
Hearing these words, Luo Jianjia pursed her lips and looked at Chu Weilen.
She made it specially for him, and he didn't even want to eat it.
Forget the chicken pie, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't eat the popsicles
This look seemed to have some unkind meaning in it, Chu Wei Leng suddenly felt a little guilty, and tentatively said: "How about I try it?"
His belly is very big, and it's no problem to eat another big steamed bun, at most it's a little supportive.
It's such a big thing, his wife has spoken, how can he brush her kindness.
"If you don't want to eat it, it's fine, don't force it."
"I don't force it at all. The food made by the lady is the best in the world. I like to eat whatever you do."
It sounds weird, but my favorite is not the big white steamed buns.
"It's in the box at the door, go get it yourself, remember to take as much as you eat, and put the rest outside, otherwise it will melt." After speaking, Luo Jianjia lay down.
"Okay." Having said that, Chu Wei put on his clothes coldly and went to the door to get an ice lolly.
This thing is so strange that Chu Wei Leng studied it outside for a long time before he brought in a popsicle.
After taking it in, he stared at the popsicle for a long time.
This thing is frozen into ice cubes, what should I eat
Although Luo Jinjia lay down with her back to Chu Weileng, she could still hear the movement behind her.
Hearing that Chu Wei was cold, Luo Jianjia turned around and looked at him.
Seeing that he was staring at the popsicle in a daze, Luo Jianjia said, "Just bite it."
Although Chu Wei Leng still had doubts in his heart, when he heard what his wife said, he was not ambiguous at all, and he bit it directly.
Seeing Chu Wei blinking coldly, Luo Jianjia suddenly felt that he was both pitiful and funny: "Eat slowly, it's too cold."
At first, Chu Wei Leng felt that the thing in his hand was very cold, and it was very uncomfortable to eat it in his mouth.
However, after getting used to this temperature, it was a pleasant surprise.
This is too delicious!
It is cold and cold, and it is very comfortable to eat in the stomach, and the dryness and heat on the body have been reduced a bit.
Although it is sweet, it is not so sweet. The cold and sweet are mixed together, and the sweetness is reduced.
He has eaten snow, and he has eaten ice, all of which are cold.
Although the thing in front of him is the same as those things, the taste is very different.
While it is cold, it is sweet and soft, and the more you eat it, the more addictive it becomes.
After a while, Chu Wei Leng finished eating a popsicle.
After getting along for a long time, Luo Jianjia can guess what Chu Wei Leng likes and dislikes.
At this glance, Chu Wei Leng likes it very much.
Thinking of how he had just heard that it was sweets who wanted to refuse, Luo Jianjia asked knowingly, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious." Chu Wei replied coldly and truthfully, and after speaking, he said, "It's just too little, I can't taste it, I'll eat another one and taste it slowly."
Hearing this, looking at his back, Luo Jianjia shook his head with a smile.
She is very happy that she likes what she has made.
Soon, Chu Wei Leng went and brought in another mung bean popsicle.
This time, I specifically asked Luo Jianjia if he would eat it, but Luo Jianjia didn't want to eat it in the cold weather.
Chu Wei Leng quickly ate the second one.
After eating two sticks, Chu Wei was refreshed and went to bed to rest.
When he went to hug Luo Jianjia, he was rejected.
Chu Wei was so pleased with his patronage that he forgot what he had just done. When he recalled it at this time, he knew the reason.
Thinking about it again, although this thing is sweet, it is cold.
His parents can't eat it, and his wife can't eat it, so who else in the family can eat it? Only him is left.
So, this is what the lady specially made for him
He's been yelling about being hot for the past few days, and it must be the lady who listened to her heart and made him this thing to eat.
But he even rejected the lady at first and didn't want to eat.
Looking at the back facing him, Chu Wei said coldly, "Miss, I'm sorry, my husband knows it's wrong."
Luo Jianjia ignored him.
"It's for the husband's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and I almost missed the lady's heart. Next time I won't do this again, please forgive me this time." Chu Wei Leng continued.
Although Luo Jianjia still did not respond, this time, when he went to hug Luo Jianjia again, she did not refuse.
Chu Wei was a little bolder. After taking Luo Jianjia into his arms, he leaned into her ear and said, "Miss, what is this thing called, it's so delicious."
"popsicle."
"The name is really good." Chu Wei paused for a while, and then said, "I like food very much. Would you like to make me more of it in the future?"
"Don't you want to eat it?" Luo Jianjia muttered in a low voice.
"There is absolutely nothing, I especially like to eat, and I like to eat whatever the lady does."
"Really? Don't you like big steamed buns the most?"
"Then I also like to eat the ones made by the lady, and I don't like the ones made by others."
Finally, Luo Jianjia turned to face Chu Wei Leng.
"Is the popsicle sweet?" Luo Jianjia asked Chu Wei's cold arm, looking into his eyes.
"Sweet!" Chu Wei said coldly, he lowered his head and kissed Luo Jianjia, "But not as sweet as a lady!"
Luo Jinjia thought that Zhao Shi and Boss Chu were going to eat, so he put some more sugar.
She was afraid that Chu Wei Leng thought it was too sweet, so she asked him a question, thinking about putting less sugar next time, but she didn't expect him to say such a sentence.
Although the two had already done more intimate things, but when Chu Wei looked at her and said that, she couldn't help blushing and her heartbeat quickened.
"Grumpy!"
"Because the husband only does this to the lady."
Luo Jianjia wanted to hold back, but now she couldn't hold back, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows were also curved.
The two were very close, and their breathing could be heard. Chu Weilen couldn't stand such a temptation now. He leaned forward and kissed the "culprit" who disturbed him.
Afterwards, there was no voice in the room, it was pitch black, and only the sound of breathing could be heard.