The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 14: Butterfly
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, and the oil and milk were separated. 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 the time is right, clip it up, and it will take shape when it is well clipped.
The color is white. For the sake of beauty, Yunyan picked some mulberries back, and put a little bit on each one. Many of them on a plate are really beautiful.
In "□□", there are also pink fruits made like this, which are added with plant pigments. Yunyan returned here without preparations, otherwise, all kinds of colors can be made, and children like it more.
Yunyan Hui 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. It became an unintentional stroke of genius.
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.
As soon as God saw Zhao Yunchu looking at him expectantly, Yun Yanhui took another piece for 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."
Yunyan was very satisfied, she picked some out, and prepared some for Zheng Ping, Shuangyi, and Xiaobao, and then packed a few for Zhao Yunchu, and put the rest in a large pottery bowl, and then called Xiao Bora to eat.
Children have little resistance to this thing, especially since the family has basically never eaten dairy products, 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.
Once I saw the shape, I first praised it, "No wonder it's called a bubble snail. It turned out to be a snail shape, which is exquisite."
Yunyan replied: "Hey, there are actually a few pieces that were not squeezed properly. They don't look like snails, but rather like shit, so I didn't dare to bring them to you. I'll send them to Mr. 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 unwrap to see if it was really "ghee bubble shit" for him. Very aggrieved.
"I lied to you, I lied to you, just watch from the side, where there is a dog **** 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, but he did not give up because all of his were intact.
Laughing when I realized it, I whipped up a piece with my hands and ate it. I knew that what Yun Yanhui had said was right. It really melted in the mouth, effortless, very soft, and the taste was 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.
"The 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 the buttered snails, and they all loved it. 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 stuff is high, and Hu Shang didn't sell it, so he naturally didn't think about it.
It's just that after a few days, Zhao Yunchu reappeared at the Daxiangguo Temple and came back to find Yunyan.
Because he brought back a few ghee bubbles that day, the people of Bianjing were 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.
Nowadays, the officials in the imperial court are young, and the queen mother is in charge, and she is extremely afraid of these young and powerful princes. 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 this circumstance, the princess was inconvenient and arrogantly looking for Hu Shang who could make butter snails, so she simply asked her son to go to Daxiangguo Temple again, bring the cook in the house, and ask the disciple who knew it. Get the recipe.
Zhao Yunchu also brought 30 yuan of money from the princess as tuition.
Yun Yanhui sighed at the nobleman's generosity, and felt ashamed of it. 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 pieces to him, but Yun Yanhui insisted not to take it, so he had no choice but to say, "Well then, in the future, I will make ghee bubble snails at my house, and I will give it to you. The mage will bring some, and if there is any leftover milk, I will bring you the bear."
Yunyan Hui was very happy, Beibei was clamoring for milk all day long, and without milk, she rolled on the ground, hugged people's legs and wouldn't let them go, and kept making chirping noises, and people who listened couldn't bear it. But if you want him to supply it often, you can't afford it.
"That's good, but you only need to send 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 gift will be three or five years, which is not more expensive than thirty pieces. price?
The cook from Zhao Yunchu's house brought a lot of utensils, including milk, sugar and other raw materials. Yun Yan took him to make it once, and told him about the time of each joint, especially when picking up the snails as a child. Clear.
The cook is worthy of being a professional. He learned not to say it all at once, and even made inferences from one case to another, and made a high-end version of the ghee bubble snail here.
Last time Yun Yan came back and thought that there were no pigments, but this cook brought them. They have all colors, all of them are all natural. colored. 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, 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. Also gave it to neighbors and understand.
Not long afterward, butter bubble snails spread from the palace to the entire Bianliang aristocracy. Yun Yanhui also promoted the popularization of butter bubble snails in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Using ghee to soak the snails and milk, Zhao Yunchu made several trips to the Daxiangguo Temple again, but Yunyan was short-handed, so he was embarrassed that the door was closed as before.
On this 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. I don'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!"