When Yunyan saw Zhao Yunchu coming in, she asked him to be a coolie to help him stir the milk.
Zhao Yunchu had strength, and evenly stirred the milk hundreds of times to separate the oil and the milk. In this way, the oil on the top cooled down and became ghee, and the milk settled on the bottom. After fermentation, it can be made into cheese.
After this is done, mix with some honey, and when it becomes semi-solid, squeeze it into a snail shape, solidify it in cold water, and when it is time to clip it, it will take shape when it is well clipped.
The color is white. For the sake of beauty, Yunyan picked up some mulberries and put a little bit on each one, so that they were placed on a plate that looked really good.
In "□□", there are also pink fruits made like this, which are added with plant pigments. Yunyan has no preparations for returning here, otherwise, all kinds of colors can be made, and children like it more.
Yunyan picked up a piece and took a bite, the snail melted in the mouth, with a strong milky taste, and the sweet taste of honey. The mulberry that was added temporarily had a bit of sour taste, which was very greasy and became unintentional. The magic of inserting willows.
This is slightly different from what he ate at Hu Shang, which may be caused by the details of the steps, and Hu Shang likes to put more sugar, but he can't afford it. But it does not affect its overall taste, and it can be called a success in general.
When he saw Zhao Yunchu looking at him expectantly, Yun Yan took another piece to him.
Zhao Yunchu lowered his head and held it in his mouth. He ate a mouthful of milk and honey, and smiled until his eyes were bent, "It's delicious."
Yun Yan was very satisfied and picked up some for Zheng Ping, Shuang Yi, and Xiao Bao, and then packed a few for Zhao Yunchu, and put the rest in a large pottery bowl, and then called Xiao Bao to eat.
Children have no resistance to this thing, especially since they have never eaten dairy products at home, Xiaobao is a little more enthusiastic than Zhao Yunchu, who often eats dairy products in the palace.
At present, all the people who tried it have given high praise, so Yun Yanhui covered the pottery bowl with confidence and took it to understand.
When I saw the shape, I first praised it, "No wonder it is called a bubble snail. It turned out to be a snail shape, which is exquisite."
Yun Yan replied: "Hey, actually, there are a few pieces that are not packed properly. They don't look like snails, they look like dog shit, so I didn't dare to bring them to you and send them to Young Master Zhao."
Understand: "… "
"You, you..." Zhao Yunchu was in a hurry, and put the ghee bubble snails that Yun Yan had packed for him on the table to be untied, to see if it was really "ghee bubble shit" for him, he was really aggrieved .
"I lied to you, I lied to you, just watch from the side, where there is a dog shit shape, I'm just joking with the mage." Yun Yanhui thought that Zhao Yunchu was really stupid and sweet and pure.
Zhao Yunchu still unpacked and confirmed it, and he gave up all his spiral shapes.
He laughed and ate a piece with his hands. He knew that what Yun Yanhui had described before was right. It really melts in the mouth without any effort. It is extremely soft and the taste is very suitable for the elderly.
"It's really the most delicious thing in the world!" Thinking again that this was made by the "apprentice" for himself, the old monk was moved and gave a very high evaluation.
"Master wants to eat it and tell me in the future, so I will make it for you." The old monk has been really kind to their family in recent years. Yun Yanhui knows it in his heart. Although he often jokes, he is very grateful. Such a pure good person is rare even in ancient times when the folk customs were simple.
Not only the old monk, but after Shuang Yi and Zheng Ping came back, they tasted this buttered snail and they all liked it very much. It's just a pity that making ghee bubble snails requires a lot of milk. Although it is delicious, I am afraid that it cannot be eaten often.
Yun Yanhui just casually tried to make a snack. The cost of this thing is high, and Hu Shang didn't sell it. Naturally, he didn't think about it.
It's just that after a few days, Zhao Yunchu appeared at the Daxiangguo Temple again and came back to find Yunyan.
Because he brought back a few buttered snails that day, the people of Bianjing are fond of sweets, and the princess liked it very much, so she asked the cook in the house to do it too, but how did the cook know how to do this. After asking Zhao Yunchu, Fang knew that the disciples of Master Dao Ran learned it from the Hu people.
Today in the imperial court, the official family is young, and the queen mother is in charge, and she is extremely afraid of the prosperous and powerful prince these years. Zhao Yunchu's father said not long ago that he had contracted the disease in the mansion, because he was afraid of being suspected of taking the throne.
Under such circumstances, the princess was inconvenienced and arrogantly looking for Hu Shang who could make ghee bubble snails, so she simply asked her son to go to Daxiangguo Temple again, bring the cook in the house, and ask for the recipe from the disciple who knew it.
Zhao Yunchu also brought 30 pieces of money from the princess as tuition fees.
Yun Yanhui sighed at the nobleman's generosity, and felt ashamed. Although Hu Shang, who taught him, never said that he was not allowed to teach others, it was another matter to exchange money, not to mention that he and Zhao Yunchu were still acquaintances.
Zhao Yunchu still wanted to leave the 30 sticks to him, but Yun Yanhui insisted not to accept them, so he had no choice but to say, "Well then, in the future, when I make ghee bubble snails at home, I will send some to you and Master Lingran. Come, if there is any leftover milk, I will also bring you the bears."
Yun Yanhui was very happy, Bei Bei was clamoring for milk all day long, and without milk, she rolled around on the ground, hugged people's legs and wouldn't let them go, and kept making chirping noises, which people couldn't bear to listen to. But if you want him to supply it often, you can't afford it.
"That's good, but you only need to give it a few times." He felt that it was necessary to emphasize this point, otherwise, with Zhao Yunchu's sincerity, it is very likely that one delivery will last three or five years. Isn't that more expensive than thirty
Zhao Yunchu's cook brought a lot of utensils, including raw materials such as milk and sugar. Yun Yan took him to make it once, and explained to him the timing of each joint, especially when picking up the snails as a child.
The cooks are worthy of being a professional. They learned not to talk all of a sudden, and even made inferences from one case to another, and made a high-end version of the ghee bubble snails here.
The last time Yunyan came back, I thought that there were no pigments, but the chef brought them. All colors are all natural. Not only did he make colored snails, but also two-color and three-color ones. That is, mixed with different pigments, packed in a container and extruded at the same time.
You can also put some fruit on the surface like Yunyanhui, or sprinkle some meringue or the like.
Yun Yanhui also squeezed out a hollow peach heart with red venom mixed with it. The rare thing was that the shape was not broken when he picked it out, but everyone didn't understand what he was doing. Yun Yan sighed back, how happy you would be if you were modern girls.
In the end, Zhao Yunchu's cook learned how to make butter snails here, and experimented with a lot of different flavors. Neighbors and understand.
It didn't take long for the buttered snails to spread from the palace to the entire Bianliang aristocracy. Yun Yanhui also promoted the popularization of the buttered snails in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Using the butter to soak the snails and milk, Zhao Yunchu made a few trips to the Daxiangguo Temple again, but Yunyan was short-handed, so he was embarrassed that the door was closed as before.
That day, Zhao Yunchu came with a can of milk, and before he reached the door, a black and white figure rushed over and hugged his calf firmly, it was Yun Beibei.
Because Zhao Yunchu was accompanied by milk every time he came, Bei Bei already remembered him.
Zhao Yunchu couldn't break free. He didn't know how it was released. He dragged a hugged leg and moved a few steps as if he was half-crippled, "Senior brother, brother, save me!"