The task of making Beijing snacks?
Lin Xu almost forgot about this task.
This was triggered the first ti he went to Shen Baobao’s ho to learn how to make fried sausage with Mother Shen.
It was late July back then, and now it’s almost December. The task will expire in a little over a month, no wonder the system reminded him, the ti really has dragged on.
However, so progress has been made on this task.
Opening the task details, Lin Xu saw that the task had actually reached 6/10.
It also contains a detailed record of each snack na:
Shakima, Almond Tofu, Fried Sausage, Waterlon Curd, at Pie, Sugar Oil Cake.
"Wow, there’s already so many, it seems this task isn’t so difficult. Later I’ll make so fried liver, stewed pork, mung bean cake, yellow rice cake, and it should be done."
He muttered to himself and continued making sugar oil cakes.
Sugar oil cake is made by combining two kinds of dough, one is soft and fluffy, and the other is fragrant and crispy.
The two different doughs mixed together offer a unique taste.
It’s said that experienced masters add a pinch of salt when making the soft dough, to enhance the contrast between the sweet and salty, fluffy and crispy textures.
However, it’s not clear how Mother Shen makes hers.
Because when he arrived, the dough was already ready, he didn’t have ti to observe the ingredients.
Even though one sugar oil cake was already fried, with its sugary side caralized to a reddish hue contrasting vividly with the golden side, looking very enticing, Lin Xu ultimately resisted the urge to take a bite.
The elders haven’t eaten yet, as the younger generation, it’s natural not to taste it first.
Whether sweet or salty, it all waits until Grandma returns.
The ho stove has weak heat, and the saucepan is small, only capable of frying one cake at a ti.
If it were in a shop, with a bigger pot and powerful equipnt, five or six cakes could be fried at once, and the dough here would probably be all finished.
Busy with frying, Shen Guofu and his wife walked in.
"Hmm? Why are you frying? Where’s Grandma?"
"She went with Yueyue to deliver Autumn Pear Paste to neighbors, made over three hundred bottles today. I sent fifty to Yinzhou, when we finish delivering to relatives and friends here, we’ll try selling the rest in the shop, see if it works out."
Now that the thod for industrial production of Autumn Pear Paste is clear, making a thousand pounds at once yields about a hundred bottles.
Making a thousand pounds is not difficult for Wang Ziqiang and his team, absolutely able to supply the shop’s sales.
Recalling the previous situations of mooncake, shakima, horse hoof cake being in high demand, Lin Xu thought Autumn Pear Paste must be sold in limited quantities, with priority for those with mbership cards.
Additionally, fan activities could be organized, providing benefits to fans from other areas.
"Later I’ll take two or thirty bottles, to give to friends around here... Just one oil cake fried so far, I’ll eat later then."
Today’s oil cake was originally made for Shen Guofu.
So he left work early, picked up Han Shuzhen, and headed straight to South Third Ring.
Soon, the second oil cake was fried, and Lin Xu took it out to drain the oil, then began frying the next one.
Busy at work, Shen Jiayue walked in carrying a big plastic bag, along with Mother Shen carrying Dundun:
"Aha, seeing the cars outside, I knew people ca for free food... Mom, do you want walnuts? There are also peanuts, dried persimmons, pine nuts, almonds, macadamias..."
This was where Shen Baobao grew up, the neighbors always liked her, and today bringing all these treats, they eagerly offered their own food, engaging in a feeding frenzy.
Every family gave sothing, moving from small bags to dium bags, and then to large bags.
Feeding wasn’t limited to Shen Jiayue, even Dundun received a can of unsalted dried quail.
"These dried quail were made by Aunt Liu at ho with a drying box, said to be good for cats’ health. Initially, Dundun was unimpressed, but as soon as he slled it, he beca very interested."
Han Shuzhen picked an almond from the bag, shelled it and popped it into her mouth, asking:
"Did Aunt Liu get a cat?"
Shen Jiayue took out a glass jar of dried quail and said:
"She got a golden British Shorthair, intended to compare size with Dundun, but when it saw Dundun it hid under the sofa and wouldn’t co out... Other little ones might be shy, but Dundun is the bravest, right little buddy?"
However, Dundun wasn’t interested in responding, his eyes were fixed on the jar of dried quail.
Clearly, all his attention was captivated by the treat.
Shen Jiayue retrieved a disposable plate from the kitchen, opened the lid and placed a piece of dried quail on it, Dundun rushed over imdiately, biting off the quail’s head.
The dried quail are made from featherless quail, dried thoroughly, the whole body is edible, without hard bones, filling up and nourishing cats, while also helping to grind their teeth.
Seeing Dundun indulge, Mother Shen washed her hands in the yard and walked into the kitchen to taste the fried sugar oil cake, praising:
"My grandson-in-law really makes everything delicious, this sugar oil cake is perfectly fried, tastes great."
Lin Xu laughed and said:
"It’s your dough that’s good, without it I couldn’t fry such good sugar oil cakes... What should we pair with the oil cakes tonight? Do we need to buy more ingredients?"
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