Chapter 144 Double Skin Milk

Steward Ma's words are exhausted.

"I'm still busy in the front yard, so I'll leave first."

"Thank you, Steward Ma." Ji Zhao understood what he meant, and thanked him gratefully.

The Northwestern dishes she cooked earlier were quite heavy, and they were relatively greasy dishes.

Ji Zhao thought about it seriously, and soon came up with an idea.

She plans to make a double-skin milk. After all, this dessert can not only relieve the tiredness, but also looks super good-looking!

The upper milk skin of Shuangpi Nai is sweet and fragrant, and the lower layer of milk skin is smooth to the mouth. It tastes rich and fragrant, and it will also leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth, which can just relieve the mutton smell on the guests.

Of course, the most important thing is that the practice of Shuangpi Nai is very simple, and there is a lot of room for development.

Original double-skin milk, red bean double-skin milk, fruit double-skin milk——

Fortunately, there was everything in the kitchen of Ma Mansion, and Ji Zhao quickly found milk and eggs.

She once asked Shen Yao if the current dynasty could eat beef, and Shen Yao's answer impressed her deeply.

Many wealthy families in Dingyuan County raised buffaloes in their villages on the outskirts of the city, and those rich and noble gentry seemed to know how to keep in good health. The children of rich families never lacked for milk since they were young.

It is said that decades ago, the current Supreme Emperor specially made a decree to raise a group of cows from Fanbang. After breeding, there are now cows in many places!

When Ji Zhao heard about those deeds, he once wondered whether the current Supreme Emperor is also a time traveler?

It's just that when she read the original book, she only paid attention to the Shen family. As for the other supporting roles in the book, she didn't pay much attention.

Thinking about it now, I regret it.

Ji Zhao shook his head, leaving all the messy thoughts in his mind behind.

Seriously making double-skin milk, although the raw materials for making double-skin milk are very simple, and the method is not difficult, but you still need to concentrate on making it, after all, this dessert has high requirements for heat.

Half an hour later, Ji Zhao finally made Shuangpi Nai successfully.

When Shuangpi Nai was sent to the front yard, it received unanimous praise again.

Later, when Shen Ji Bakery quit the double-skin milk dessert, it instantly became popular in the entire county, and the Shen family's business became more and more prosperous——

Of course, this is something to do later, let's not mention it for the time being.

At the end of Shen Shi, Ji Zhao, who had been busy for several hours, could finally rest.

In addition to the four Northwest dishes at the beginning, she made another twenty-one bowls of Shuangpi Nai.

She is really tired right now.

After the banquet in the front yard was over, Steward Ma came to the kitchen again.

This time, the purse he handed to Ji Zhao was heavy.

"Butler Ma? This is?"

"The old lady is happy today, and the dishes you cooked have won unanimous praise from the distinguished guests." Ma Tong explained cheerfully, "This time, you have to keep it."

"Is...is it too much?" Ji Zhao weighed the purse, guessing that there was at least a dozen or so in it, and she asked a bit embarrassed, "Why don't you keep half of it?"

"That's impossible!" Erkang, the steward of the horse, refused, "Miss A Tao, haven't you already expressed your intentions before? I, Ma Tong, am not a money-grubbing person, so you should take this reward well." Let's go, anyway, your culinary skills have caught the eyes of our old lady, and there will be a long time to come!"

"Okay, then I'll accept it." Ji Zhao has a hearty personality and doesn't like to twitch.

Seeing her so hearty, the smile on Ma Tong's face deepened.

"I have to report back to the old lady. If you pack everything up, you can go back. Would you like me to send someone to guide you?"

"Don't bother Steward Ma, I know the way." Ji Zhao smiled slightly, "By the way, I have another kind request, Steward Ma, I saw golden osmanthus planted in the backyard, can I pick some sweet-scented osmanthus back home what?"

"Success!" Ma Tong readily agreed.